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12, the killer has no vacation(1/2)

soon.

It's getting late.

A garbage truck slowly drove from outside into the textile factory at the Brotherhood resident, which looked similar to a castle from outside.

Not long.

A body was unloaded by a garbage truck.

Butcher's.

"Fake!"

"How could it be?"

The repairman, pharmacist, and Firefox, and the newly released killer Wesley stared at the butcher's body, whose legs were shot, were shot in the chest, and even the eyebrows were shot in silence.

Cross... This is the rhythm of killing madness.

Wesley said in his heart, but he wanted to kill the cross with his own hands.

Obviously.

Wesley believed that the butcher also died at the hands of the cross.

but……

A garbage worker seemed to think of something, took out a card from his arms, handed it to the factory manager Sloan who was expressionless and buckled the shape there: "Manager, this is found next to the butcher's body."

Factory Director Sloan took it.

Firefox and the repairman also need the pharmacist to see.

The card is black.

Just like a business card.

"Crime Notice"

“…”

"This is……"

"Texas sin hunter?"

"What sin hunter?"

Firefox looked at the ignorant Wesley and briefly introduced: "A killer who has been in the Texas killer circle in the past two years, codenamed Wushuang, was called a crime hunter by the police station because the targets of his ruling are all guilty people, especially like to give this card after the murder. His name is unknown, his age is unknown, and even his gender is unknown. It seems that Wushuang took action in New York City a few days ago."

The last sentence, Firefox said to the factory director Sloan.

only……

Why did this Wushuang suddenly target the butcher?

The Firefox frowned and said, "What did the butcher go out for today?"

He looked very much like a little sucker, but indeed a little sucker in front of the butcher. The killer looked at Sloan and said to the Firefox: "I'm going to execute my destiny."

Firefox looked directly at Sloan.

Sloan raised his eyebrows.

Ten minutes later.

Firefox got a copy of information in his hand.

Locke Broughton's.

"he."

Firefox looked at Locke's information, and then, looking at the textile cloth with Locke's name written on it and the specially decrypted codebook, he almost discovered Huadian: "Is he the Unparalleled Assassin?"

"What?"

The repairman looked at the photo and looked mature in a casual suit, but in fact, Locke, who was only sixteen years old, felt a little ridiculously laughed: "Firefox, he is only sixteen years old. Two years ago, the Wushuang Assassin had already come out. In other words, if this guy was Wushuang Assassin, then the first time he killed someone would be fourteen?"

...and right.

Firefox glanced at the mechanic, listened to the mechanic's answer, and thought about it.

"Also, Wesley died at the New Jersey Waterworks. I've checked this Locke Broughton mobile phone signal. Today, I've never left in New York City."

"That……"

"have no idea."

The factory manager Sloan's face was a little unfair.

The troubles caused by the cross have not been resolved yet, and then another unparalleled assassin suddenly emerged?

How about it.

Using my fraternity as a springboard, are you going to use my fraternity as a tool to start a new york city?

Just then.

“Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow!”

“…”

An employee who was also a killer intern, and was regarded as an employee, and was squeezed out by Sloan for free: "The factory director, Sheriff George Stacey of the New York Police Department and Sheriff Colum of the Jersey City Police Department want to see you."

Sloan looked at the Firefox who was holding Rock's information: "This fate will be left to you and Wesley for trial."

Firefox nodded.

soon.

Several people left one after another.

After a while.

Sloan squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face, got up, shook hands with Sheriff George Stacey and Sheriff Colen who were brought in, and smiled and expressed his polite words similar to the arrival of the big boss.

As the largest police agency in the federal government, the New York Police Department has a considerable voice.

Let's say so.

Although the FBI can investigate the entire federal government, just look at the number of employees, the New York Police Department can completely defeat the FBI.

Elsewhere, the FBI can be very sluggish.

But in New York City?

The FBI's New York office is actually like a little transparent. If you want to take a case, it doesn't mean whether the FBI wants to take it, but whether the New York Police Department is willing to give it.

As for why George and Sheriff Colum came here, it was simple.

The cases overlap.

Yesterday, the identity information of the meat scraps that smashed Rock Car was identified.

Staff of textile mill.

In the afternoon, the taxi driver's body was not brought back by the textile factory. After all, after the textile factory found out, the taxi driver's body had been taken back to the Jersey City Police Department.

Same.

The taxi driver is also an employee of the textile factory.

Although New Jersey across the Manhattan River is a countryside for New York, George has a good relationship with the cowboy Colum, who is also from Texas.

This is not...

After Colum talked to him this afternoon, George keenly felt that there seemed to be some inevitable connection between the two.

There are some problems with the textile mill where the two worked.

George originally planned to come tomorrow, but thought that yesterday, he promised his daughter that he would drive Gwen to Osborne Bio for an interview tomorrow. Coren just came to find him, so he simply came here to find out the situation first.

If there is really a problem, then just alert the enemy?

What?

Is there any danger?

hehe.

No one dared to be on the territory of New York and faced the New York Police Department.

The front is not the kind in secret!

None of the FBI can do it.

Outside of the textile mill.

Locke was holding a super Magnum in his arms, looking speechlessly at the parked police car in the textile factory with the open door.

Good guy.

"I was just about to open Wushuang when my father-in-law came?"

"Ahhhh!"
To be continued...
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