George's thoughts changed drastically, thinking in his heart.

Just then.

Taking a step forward, the messages from the teams of textile factories on both sides were already attacking.

only……

The tone was more or less strange and weird.

"Discover the target!"

"control!"

"The second group has been controlled!"

"The restaurant found the target and it has been controlled!"

“…”

George and Beckett listened to the messages coming from their respective headsets and couldn't help but look at each other again.

"Did they surrender?"

“…”

He found the target, but did not hear the sound of shooting, and said that he had already controlled it. George's first thought was that after seeing the magic weapon of the New York Police Department descended from the sky, these people subconsciously chose not to resist.

Can……

Even if New Jersey is in the countryside, there is no reason, the killer in the countryside is a useless family.

Could it be that the power and domineering nature of the New York Police Department directly convinced them of their subconscious choice?

"Uh, no!"

Participating in this operation, Detective Bob Hayes, who led the team, looked at a Destiny Killer lying on the station beside him, then stretched out his right hand and picked up the handwritten confession placed beside the Destiny Killer. He looked at the contents above and raised his eyebrows.

Next second.

Bob Hayes took off his tactical gloves and put his fingers on the death killer's neck, feeling the still-beating movement, and then looked at the confession of the crime in his hand: "They're asleep, George!"

"sleep?"

George was stunned when he heard Bob Hayes' voice coming from the headset: "They?"

WTF?

Bob Hayes looked up and his eyes were all gone. In this textile workshop, there were one counts and ones, all of whom were sleeping on the workstation, and there was a picture of a confession of crime in front of each killer, feeling a little strange: "Yes, they all went to bed."

"So too, my side."

Leading the team with Esposito, he attacked Ryan, who was also sitting on the dining room, and while sleeping, he also had a picture of a confession of crime, and said, "And everyone here has a written confession."

Esposito, who was standing beside him, removed the pistols from three or four killers' pockets in succession, as if he had seen something very interesting: "Hays, look at their weapons, are they all removed from the striker like mine?"

"Hold on!"

Bob Hayes looked up, glanced at his team members, and then took out the pistol from the arms of the Destiny Killer who was sleeping in front of him: "Click!"

In the blink of an eye, the pistol was directly removed into parts by Bob Hayes.

Bob Hayes glanced at the flattened firing pin on his hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked up at his other team members.

The team members held up their weapons they found.

Without exception.

The firing pin was either removed or removed.

This must be the weirdest case I have ever handled.

Bob Hayes thought in his heart, silently planted a flag, and then coughed: "George, I am the same as Esposito's side, and all my weapons cannot be fired."

George was stunned.

The firing pins are missing or smoothed to ensure that their weapons are not fired.

Lethard killers, make sure they don't pose a threat to others.

besides……

Confessions of each crime next to each other?

For some reason, George suddenly felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

Just then.

"Sir!"

In a helicopter hovering outside the castle, a police officer looked at Hawk who was in his pocket with one hand and Bourbon in one hand, and appeared in front of the window in a suit and tie, and even raised his glass and seemed to be greeting him.

The moment he subconsciously wanted to shoot, he thought of the appearance characteristics of an undercover agent described by George before this operation.

blond.

Love suits.

Don't speak, but like to show off.

That's right.

The police officer immediately corresponded George's adjective to Hawke and quickly replied: "Sir, in the room on the north side of the fifth floor of the castle, there was no one else nearby."

First floor!

George looked up instantly.

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Chapter completed!