MTL - North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI-Chapter 255 This guy has definitely read "The Art of War"! Park not

   Because of the shootout.

  The business building was in chaos before the police arrived.

   Fortunately, under the maintenance of Harry and others and the security of the building, there was no stampede.

  Wait until the surrounding policemen arrive one after another.

  People in the entire building began to leave in an orderly manner.

  Dean wasn't sure if the miniature model killer had mixed in with the crowd and took the opportunity to escape, so he could only hurry up and interrogate the unconscious hot girl.

   Interrogation together.

   I am not afraid of being hard-spoken or talking nonsense, but what I am most afraid of is interrogating people who are still alive.

   This kind of person is about to die. Some common threats are difficult to work, and they can't grasp the scale well. It's not appropriate to use psychological pressure.

  However, these are not difficult for Dean of L3 of ‘mind reading’.

  Dean asked Chesston to watch the door, and he took out a morphine injection from his pocket, and injected it directly into the carotid artery of the hot girl.

  This injection method is dangerous and efficient.

   After waiting for about ten seconds, the hot girl who was in shock let out a soft cry of pain and opened her eyes.

She blinked her eyes in confusion, and it took three or four seconds before she recalled what happened before. She wanted to touch the gun for the first time, but found that her limbs were like broken machines. Although she could feel it, she couldn't. Manipulation, can only be like being paralyzed, barely turning the eyeballs.

Dean sat in front of the hot girl and pinched her cheek: "I have helped you deal with the injury briefly, but you lost a lot of blood. If you don't send it to the hospital as soon as possible, even if you survive, you will become a disabled person." The wretch!"

   "Do you want to know who the architect is from me?"

   "Architect?" Dean's eyes moved: "Is this the nickname of the Miniature Murderer?"

  The hot girl grinned hard: "Do you think I'll tell you?"

"meeting!"

  Dean got up and flicked his fingernails:

   "Why do you have to pick yourself up for an outsider?

  I know you are very unconvinced about exposing yourself.

  I will give you a chance for revenge. As long as you tell me the location of the architect, you can go to the hospital for treatment now. Whether you can survive later is up to you! "

  The hot girl didn't refuse to speak. It was obvious that there was little chance of escape before. She still wanted to resist, and she didn't have any means to commit suicide. It can be seen that this is a confident person.

  This kind of person never thinks about suicide.

  As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will find a way to find a way out.

   This is where Dean pries her mouth open.

   But this process still requires some psychological confrontation!

   Dean guessed that the hot girl would choose to bargain with herself.

   Not as he expected.

  After hearing the conditions he gave.

  The hot girl shook her head hard: "It doesn't make sense! You shot too hard. Even if my injury is healed, I won't be able to fight in the future. I might as well die."

   Finished speaking.

   She closes her eyes.

  Seeing this, Dean pretended to be disappointed, and sighed: "Okay, I'll take a step back, Cheston, I have something to discuss with you!"

   crunch.

  The door of the house was pushed open.

  A man with blood on his sleeve came in.

He gave the hot **** the ground a cold look, and said to Dean in a bad tone: "Inspector Dean, don't waste time on this woman, what we have to do now is to investigate the people in the building as soon as possible, find Miniature Killer!"

"If you are willing to help her arrange a clean identity, I think we can get what we want!" Dean said, lowering his head, and said to the hot girl: "Hurry up and make a decision, the longer you delay, the worse your injury will be." The more you recover, the worse it will end up being, and you're racing against time, and so are we."

  The hot girl looked at Chessington.

Cheston showed confusion on his face, and nodded hesitantly, a little confused: "I can provide her with a clean informant file to cover up her existence in this operation, but this kind of file is not entered by the branch director. system, I'm not sure how long it will take effect."

  This embarrassing tone made the hot **** the ground feel relieved.

   Can live, who wants to die?

   Under the watchful eyes of the two.

The hot girl spit out a mouthful of fishy gas, licked her somewhat dry lips, and said unhurriedly: "I hope you keep your word, the architect is my target for this mission, and his real name is Pu Budong, Han He is an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company."

   Heard the words.

  Dean and Cheston looked at each other, and they were very angry!

   It's hot!

   I didn't expect to go around in the end.

  The other party is actually the employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company!

  True true false false false false true true.

  Even Dean didn't expect that the behavior of this guy in the surveillance before was to smoke and play with the lights.

  If it wasn't for the hot girl who took the initiative to speak out.

   It is really possible that the guy will run away!

   "This guy must have read "The Art of War"!"

  Dean rushed out of the house a little depressed, hoping to block that Pu Budong!

   As soon as he left.

  The hot **** the ground looked at the FBI agent Cheston: "I have already handed over the chips, whether it is life or death, please give me a good time!"

   Cheston shrugged: "I never lie to women, I will make a phone call."

   As he spoke, he put his hand into his bosom.

  The hot girl was completely relieved.

   survived!

   What a P!

  She hadn't let go of her breath for a second before her eyes widened. Her dry and weak mouth was distorted and opened wide, showing a 'FK' mouth gesture, wanting to greet Chesston's family.

   But Cheston didn't give her a chance.

   bang bang bang~

  A series of gunfire flickered.

   On the ground, there was a female corpse with a good figure and an unrepentant death.

  After killing people.

   Cheston, who seemed calm, leaned on the wall and slid down slowly, the palm of the gun trembling uncontrollably.

   This is actually his first murder.

  Cheston dared not look at the wide eyes of the female corpse on the ground.

He lowered his head, put his left hand on his right hand, and seemed to want to suppress his unbearable performance, and kept muttering to hypnotize himself: "FK, I wanted to take out my mobile phone, but what came out was a gun, you can't blame me , can’t blame me, I’m just stressed out.”

the other side.

  Dean found the patrolman in charge of registration and asked about the employees of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company.

  The patrolman obviously recognized Dean and was a little excited: "Inspector Dean, wait a moment, I'll check right away!"

   said.

  This guy, with some saliva on his fingers, rummaged through the pages, and soon found the name of the employee in the foreign trade company's office on the second page.

  He looked at it, a little confused: "Inspector Dean, they have all left."

"left?"

  Dean frowned, turned his head and grabbed a building security guard: "Aside from the director of Inti, who else can get the employee information of these leasing companies?"

The security guard didn't know Dean, but when he saw the patrolman maintaining order, he was respectful in front of Dean, and he didn't show any temper. After thinking for a while, he shook his head directly: "Our boss trusts the director of Indy, so the information of all major departments is available. The person in charge of the office of INTI is in charge, although the colleagues in the office are still there, but if they want to retrieve customer information, they need a password, and only the director of INTI knows this password!"

   "Fuck!"

  Even with Dean's patience, he couldn't help but swear.

  That Pu Budong, probably found something was wrong by now, and ran away.

   Although he can look wanted.

   But in the United States, there are many loopholes, which can be smuggled and run away. The actual significance is actually not as great as imagined.

Moreover, the cooperation between each state is also very weak, so that some people used to hang around with a wanted warrant, and finally after twenty or thirty years, they were arrested for other things and told about what they were wanted. Let the police find out that this is still a wanted criminal.

  So once that Pu Budong runs away, it is very likely that no one will be found again.

at this time.

  The patrolman just now suddenly pointed to a black-haired man on the side of the road, and reminded Dean: "Inspector Dean, that person, that person seems to be an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company."

  Dean turned his head sharply and looked in the direction the patrolman pointed.

  I saw a thin, handsome man in a suit, with sweat on his forehead, running up to the patrolmen who blocked the building in embarrassment, begging for something in a low voice.

  Seeing that he was Asian, the patrolman shook his hand impatiently and told him to get out.

  See it.

  Dean walked over immediately: "What's going on?"

  The patrolman also knew Dean, and his impatient expression changed to a smile in seconds: "Inspector Dean, this guy said that the company forgot to take some important documents, and he hopes to go in and bring them out."

  Seeing that Dean is the inspector, the skinny young handsome man begged quickly:

"Mr. Inspector, this is the data file that our president urgently needs. If it cannot be sent to the customer in time, all the employees in our office may be fired. This is related to the livelihood of seven or eight families. Please let me in. Bar!"

   "What's your name, and which company's employee are you?" Dean glanced across the other person's body and relaxed his vigilance a little.

   This guy is unkempt, so it is unlikely that he is Pu Budong who has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

  See the consultation that there is.

  The man hurriedly said: "My name is Li Zaixi, and I am an employee of Mrs. Jin Department Store Foreign Trade Company. I am in charge of the registration and coordination of goods in and out. This is my pass!"

   said.

  He also tore his tag out of his clothes.

   "Do you know Pu Budong?" After confirming that the other party was from the foreign trade company of Mrs. Jin Department Store, Dean asked directly without any ink marks.

   "Pu Budong?" Li Zaixi nodded with some doubts: "Yes, he is an employee who has just joined the job, Mr. Detective, did he commit a crime?"

"Where is he now?

  Do you know where he lives?

  Is there any contact information of the other party? "

   Faced with three consecutive questions.

Li Zaixi wiped the sweat from his forehead again, and stammered: "Pu Budong was frightened by the gunshots just now, and left after registration. I only have his phone number here, and the address is correct. We have every employee's phone number in our office." The registration information has his rented address on it!"

"Walk!"

  Dean hugged this stick called Li Zaixi, like a doll, and led him into the building.

  This guy's body is probably very weak, and his whole body is only a little over a hundred catties.

  For Dean, it's like grabbing a hot water bottle.

five minutes later.

   With the help of this Li Zaixi, Dean successfully got Pu Budong's address.

   Not just addresses.

  On the computer, Dean also saw a picture of Pu Budong.

   This is a handsome, but somewhat sissy, feminine man with long hair and uncomfortable eyes, but he should be very popular with some women and men.

   "It's very strange to say, we were going to take advantage of the shooting case, go drink and relax together, and sort out our mood by the way, but Pu Budong left in a hurry, Mr. Detective, he."

  Li Zaixi held a document and asked curiously.

   This handsome inspector is powerful and frightening, giving him a sense of security.

if it is possible.

  He wants to get the contact information of the other party.

   Dean was uncomfortable seeing this guy's strange eyes, and directly interrupted Li Zaixi's words: "Take your things, and get out of here quickly."

   Finished speaking.

He left this small office first, took out his mobile phone, and notified the bald patrolman Hawke, so that the patrolman who was closest to the address rushed over immediately, and at the same time told Hawke about Pu Budong's appearance characteristics, Let him notify the patrol police of the sub-bureau and pay attention!

   These sticks like to live together.

  Besides, unlike Chinese, they don’t have so many geographical and time divisions, so the communities they often live in are not bad, forming an alternative stick community.

  Pu Budong, as a newly hired employee, rents a house in this kind of community.

   Now, almost twenty minutes have passed since the other party left.

  Dean only hoped that Pu Budong didn't know that he had been exposed, so he didn't just give up everything in his residence and run away.

  After the notification deployment is done.

  The Deans also returned downstairs, greeted Carlo, and rushed to Pu Budong's residence together.

   As for Harry.

   This guy knows a lot about three religions and nine streams.

  Dean asked him to go to the foreign trade company of Mrs. Jin Department Store, print out the information and photos of Pu Budong, and then send the photos to those smugglers who have channels to escape.

  After Pu Budong left, it would be better to find a place to hide.

   Once the other party wants to run away, they will know what a net is!

  In the racing car.

   Carlo grabbed the seat belt tightly: "Boss Dean, did you drive a tank before?"

  It was the first time he had seen Dean, so interested in a certain prisoner.

   "Bumper cars!"

   After Dean finished speaking, he manipulated his Hummer snakeskin to move, forced a stop, rushed out of the traffic flow, and then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, leaving a trail of scorching exhaust and abuse behind him.

  He really valued Pu Budong's experience gift package!

   Upgrade to another level, and the panel can reach the limit of the current stage of the attribute, unlocking the next stage!

   And the distance to upgrade is only more than a thousand experience points.

   Experience for this guy!

   Dean is bound to win!

  The original 20-minute drive was compressed to eight minutes by Dean’s seemingly thrilling but steady-as-old-dog racing skills, and he arrived at the destination community.

  The car did not come to a complete stop.

  The intense impact of semi-automatic rifles, screams, and cries spread from the community with the stick flag hanging in front to the street.

   "It seems that our little cutie has been blocked!"

  Dean flicked his tail, and by virtue of inertia, he opened the door and rolled, and then, like a cheetah, he rushed towards the direction of the gunshot.

   Behind.

   Carlo unbuckled his seat belt and wanted to follow, but his legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground, vomiting heavily.

  Dean was going too fast for him.

  Wait until he feels better, pulls out his gun, and is ready to help.

  In the community, the gunfire has stopped.

   Carlo wiped his mouth: "Boss Dean's efficiency is fast."

  He dared to bet that the target was either headshot by Dean, or his limbs were broken. Besides, there would be no third choice!