19, a wave of fat
It has taken another big step toward the final goal of purchasing.
Locke changed into a pajamas, leaned against the bay window of the master bedroom, opened the curtains, looked at the scenery outside, and took a sip of Bourbon in his hand, thinking in his heart.
Outside the window.
The streets are full of New York Police Department officers.
pity……
They didn't know that Azu had already stopped and went home.
Rock's mouth raised.
The safe house of the cross.
As the police officers entered and exited, Sheriff George Stacey, who was destined to work overtime tonight, walked into the safe house and watched the two bodies lying on the stairs on the second floor.
Cross Carlos and Wesley Carlos.
"Sir."
A police officer walked up to George and said, "The two people have confirmed their identities. The one who was lying on the ground with a shot in his eyebrows was confirmed to be one of the suspects in the fiery red sports car just now. As for the one leaning against the wall, the one driving a pickup truck, which is their archives."
"Um."
George took the data from the New York Police Department and looked at it.
"Cross Carlos, former textile mill employee?"
George was slightly stunned, and then looked at Wesley's profile again.
fine.
For some reason, George suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Nothing else.
Wesley is not an employee of a textile factory, at least a month ago, when he was fired from the company, he was not yet.
"Jack!"
"Here, boss."
George looked at a call about Wesley on it, called his police officer and pointed to the company where Wesley used to work: "Check this company."
The police officer named Jack was slightly stunned: "Now?"
George looked at Jack: "Do you think we can get off work?"
Jack swallowed his saliva with a gurgle, nodded, and turned around and walked outside.
"George."
"Kate?"
George looked at Kate who walked in after Jack left and said, "This is not the place for the Twenty-first branch."
Kate walked in with on-site protection gloves: "The Director's order, let me come and help you first."
George nodded.
The Director is still furious at the headquarters.
"Have you found out the identity of that woman?"
"The Forensics Department has gotten off work and just called. The director said that it was less than half an hour before all were fired!"
"……All right."
Such a lively big thing happened in New York City tonight. Tomorrow, the front page headlines of the Federal Newspaper will be the ones that happened tonight. Obviously, New York City has become famous again.
The mayor must be very upset now.
After all, this re-election campaign is about to begin. The current mayor defines his campaign program as the crime rate in New York City has been significantly reduced during his tenure.
This incident happened tonight and was completely cold!
and……
The incident happened in Manhattan.
Kate hung up the phone at this time and said to George: "The Information Department just turned on the phone and the reverse tracking was successful. After entering Manhattan Island, the red sports car parked the car on the side of Fifth Avenue for ten minutes. Ten minutes before the owner of the Audi R8 called the police and said that his car was stolen, he drove out of the Star Building!"
George was there listening to the message, nodding his head and listening carefully.
But when I heard it at the end, I was stunned.
George looked up at Kate: "Wait, where did you say?"
Kate said: "Star Building, the identity information of the Audi R8 owner is Locke..."
George answered: "Lock Broughton?"
Kate looked at George with some wonder.
George is irritated.
Chapter completed!