Hidden Assassin: Section 231 backtracking

At noon, the snowflakes finally stopped, the streets were not too cold and gloomy, the clouds over New York were brewing more fierce blizzards, and there was a slight snow disaster warning in the news.

In the room that has been ravaged by bombs and flames, the police are busy working, cleaning the scene and inspecting the corpses. Some police officers immediately called out all the surveillance cameras and began to analyze.

Approximately one o’clock in the afternoon, a car stopped outside the closed casino, the street was blown up, and two white men in casual clothes walked down. One was a lanky man who was almost two meters tall. , The person next to him is only about 1.7 meters tall, looks gentle, wearing a pair of thin-framed eyes, looks like a white-collar worker working in a big company, working from 9 to 5.

The fat sheriff with a serious look came out from the inside: "You are..."

", this is Denis. Lavan, this is Michelle. Agent Philip, I think they have introduced us to you on the phone... In fact, we are planning to go to San Francisco on vacation, uh, I mean...this thing should be more interesting than traveling." He took out his certificate from his arms, and the tall man named Deny introduced himself, but the gentle-faced Michel did not speak, and gave him his certificate. Look, he held his glasses casually and looked around.

"Oh, I'm Tim, Tim. Robbins, the person in charge of this district." Shaking hands with the two, the fat sheriff led them toward the inside, "This is an entertainment venue on the surface. Actually...Of course, there is a **** market boxing arena below, which is held every Saturday. I think you know, because we have conducted an investigation here, and then it was stopped, because there were also your people at the time. Get involved."

"Well, that's right, but that matter is over. Tom, who was investigating back then...crack..." A light swipe of his finger around his neck. The tall agent raised his eyebrows playfully, "It's dead. Oh, of course, after finishing the matter here."

"Uh..." The fat sheriff spread his hands. Not daring to talk about this, a few people walked into the corridor leading to the rear. Due to the water spray in the morning, the surrounding walls were all wet at this time. From time to time, police officers passed by the three of them. The atmosphere was very pleasant. Gloomy, after a moment. The sheriff deliberately averted the subject.

"Go here. Uh, let me explain briefly. The time of the incident was 10:45 in the morning. There was only one explosion in the entire accident, but the explosion site was quite powerful. The entire passage was nearly 20 meters before and after. Eight people died in the distance. Five of them have been affected by the bomb. The other three bodies are intact. One of them is Gary. Dembo, he is a black market boxer. Although the ranking is not counted. Very good, but there is no problem dealing with eight to ten ordinary people empty-handed. His Adam’s apple was hit hard and his neck was broken...According to the judge’s words, it was like **** a chicken—he was too late. Do any resistance..."

Speaking of this, he shook his head in disbelief, and the agent wearing glasses, Michelle frowned: "The Adam's apple? That is a frontal blow. Is there no other injury?"

"No, his body is intact and the examination is very fast. You know, we have the best forensic doctor in the United States... The preliminary results of the examination are that he was in good health before he died, he did not take any medications, and he did not sleep Any woman, he is strong enough to kill a cow, and then...he is killed without resistance."

"Trouble..." The two detectives looked at each other, and the sheriff added: "Yes, according to forensic terms, Gary. Deng Bo's Adam's apple is shattered. In theory, it may be a hammer directly. He came up, but the scar test proved to be a boxing. The strength was perfectly concentrated at one point, at least more than 300 pounds. You know, even if he survived the rigorous training, this punch has already caused his neck. The devastating blow will not last long."

"Will Bruce Lee be born again? Where is the scene?"

"You can see it right away."

Turning around the curve ahead, the wall that was stripped in darkness due to the explosion appeared in front. A group of policemen carefully inspected the surroundings, looking for things that might be useful. Since the police came very quickly, the scene was basically complete.

"The center of the incident should be the middle room inside. You know, in addition to the underground boxing match, they also have a lot of messy business. I have to say that their backstage is very good." The fat sheriff put it on. Masks, covering their mouths and noses, led the two of them around pieces of charred objects on the ground, and occasionally pulled away some things covered by white cloth, mostly corpses, "The owner of a private company who rented this premises has a very background. Vague, but generally recognized as a relatively legitimate businessman. This room was rented by him to store some things. Of course, it was some company documents on the surface. He often came to deal with some things. This is not uncommon. Fans of the game can have such a room, as long as you can afford it."

"He entered the room at the time of the incident, and his two bodyguards were standing outside the door. All of these were on the surveillance camera. His two bodyguards were very professional. They seemed a little too professional. They both had them. The gun...the camera turned away shortly afterwards, when they were spotted again

After the clock, the monitor drank alcohol yesterday and did not notice the pause between the monitors. Then in the camera they had fallen to the ground. The first two people who rushed over tried to inspect their bodies, but the murderer Obviously, the bomb had been placed under the body of one of them. Two people were killed on the spot. The body that was pressing the bomb was... almost to fragments. Most of the things we just saw were... and then this one inside. ……"

"Alan. Eckhart, businessman..." What appeared in front of him was the room where the door panel had already been blown open. Due to the burning of the flames, the surroundings had become scorched. Several policemen were in the room. While they were busy, they removed the bookshelf that was originally there. There was obviously a secret room behind, and there was no way to open it normally. They were trying to forcibly break the door. The corpse was not far in front of the doorway, part of it had been charred, and a forensic doctor was taking notes next to him.

"What's that?" Holding his glasses, the agent named Michelle gestured towards the secret room. The sheriff said, "Obviously, a room that cannot be opened. The person in charge here refuses to do so. Explained, and later said that it was a secret business here. As long as you have enough money, you can own such a room, except for yourself. Even the property owner didn’t know how to open it, and the victim’s thumb was cut off. . And there is a fingerprint lock there, obviously the murderer has entered. The one who is busy is an expert, he is best at slipping the door and picking the lock, hehe..."

"So...what about Mr. Eckhart? What is his situation now?"

"Dead, cooked, like three mature steaks, I like it." Hearing Michelle's words, the thin and nervous forensic doctor who was taking notes on the ground raised his head. Picking up the child and poking gently on the body of the dead body. "There are twenty-three wounds. The person who did it is a genius... No, I mean he is a master. There is no doubt that this cut in his throat was the first cut. The murderer held his nose and mouth with his hands from behind. Very hard, very hard..."

The forensic doctor stood up from the ground and tried to recreate the scene in a spirited manner. Grab back with one hand. The child in the other hand slashed like a dagger: "You must not be able to imagine. His bones have been dislocated, and there is a slight laceration. The other party just hooped him with his hands, almost crushing it. His face, then he first cut his throat, the wound was very deep, the blood would soar more than a meter, and then his thighs, shoulders, and his whole body up and down, the other side was like milk). Twenty consecutive **** Many times, all this is to prevent him from making even a slight noise. It is a perfect masterpiece. I haven't looked at the fragments outside, but the three complete corpses have been seen. They are neat and tidy. , I am definitely a master at the place. I really hope to see him. Appreciating his works is a kind of enjoyment..."

Michelle covered her mouth with a mask, listened to him quietly, and then said: "Ellen, can anyone be more perverted than you?"

The forensic doctor made an indescribable gesture, and then said: "The person here is really amazing. I bet you **** will never catch him, how?"

"I like seven mature ones."

"These two guys are college classmates. They knew each other early in the morning, and they admired each other's ass." The tall agent explained to the somewhat strange fat sheriff, and then said, "Then, let I looked at the surveillance video, of course, it must have been trimmed."

"Okay, come with me." The fat sheriff walked ahead and led the tall man to the monitoring room, while Michelle stayed on the scene, "Uh, according to the preliminary inspection conducted by our experts, the video Without trimming, it seems to operate normally at every moment, but... it was secretly made a small modification, and the other party took advantage of this time difference to enter the interior step by step, but we still don’t know how he fell. What kind of technology is used to control the entire monitoring system......"

All the way to the monitoring room, the pictures on dozens of screens alternated. Several police officers were studying. After seeing the sheriff coming in and introducing the identity of the tall man, a police officer controlled the screen time and started Introduce him everything on the screen.

"The monitoring system of the entire floor is quite complete. In theory, there are almost no dead spots in monitoring. The picture has not been modified. However, after we reversed the line that the other party entered, we found that several shots were difficult. The traces of human control that are perceived are here first..."

"There seemed to be some minor problems with the camera next to the entrance. The monitor was very keen. Then he judged that there was something wrong with the monitor’s shelf and asked the bodyguard to look at it. In just a few seconds, the murderer Entered this intersection..."

“Following these lenses have some subtle adjustments. If we didn’t know the results, we wouldn’t find that these lenses were abnormal. When entering this room from the outside, there are many roads to choose from. In a period of time, you can find that there are people walking here, here and here, so the murderer should choose this road, the camera turned around, he walked out, and the camera behind just came across this intersection... …No one, he is only one step faster than the camera, the two shots in this aisle, you see, very comfortable

Come in, there is no one here, but in between, this lens about a meter and a half is moving, and the other one is also moving, the murderer...hidden in the blank of just one second, fixed Speed, perfect control of everything......"

"Because of this analysis, we can easily find that in this room that seems to be heavily surrounded by surveillance cameras, someone has created a blank spot that always moves. You see, a little bit ahead of the camera, It looks like it can almost coincide with the previous shot, but it will always be a little bit worse. He goes from here, to here, and then turns. Every aisle is exactly thirteen seconds. No more, no less... I hate this Number..."

"We pushed here through a blank camera, you see, a camera in front of you began to sweep back, here two black people are walking towards the corridor, and then... the camera overlaps, we can't see people, there is a fan room here The door... We found two bodies inside. Forty-two seconds later. The black man turned around. Look, pay attention, the blind spot outside the lens began to appear again, between the two shots, it was moving . The next corridor is also thirteen seconds..."

"Here, the cleaner started to overlap the blind spot, but when it got here, the blind spot expanded...so the cleaner didn't die. The murderer didn't know how to avoid the cleaner. He paused here. Then Coming here, from the next shot. We can see him, his name is Gary. Dembo, another deceased... He disappeared, but did not appear in the next shot. Of course, this shot is currently shooting in the corridor. On the other side, he didn't show up for a while, and he didn't arouse suspicion. Then he didn't show up again. We found him in this room. The corpse seemed to be thrown in by the murderer. Well, at the end, The murderer entered this room, and then the businessman and his bodyguard came over. You can clearly see..."

The whole surveillance room was quiet. The detective subconsciously kept silent. The fat sheriff walked up and down with his hands on his back. Only the voice of the policeman's commentary echoed strangely, but the whole atmosphere was set off. More silent. Although they have just deduced these things many times, listening to the peer system at this time, it still makes people feel a chill from the heart. On the monitoring screen, the interior of the entire casino is not silent. , Every corridor seems to have people passing by, and because of this, it seems that there are countless people coming and going, there are countless eyes observing, but there are always people quietly walking through the place, like a ghost, no one can find The strange feeling is more profound.

Calm, precise, treacherous, and cold, if the other person likes it, maybe it's hiding behind them right now...Several people couldn't help having such thoughts in their hearts for a while. The tall agent manipulated the monitor to watch it again, then nodded and said: "Yes, he is here..."

Before the voice fell, the sudden gunfire suddenly came in from the corridor outside. The next moment, another huge explosion shook the entire floor. When the officers hurriedly drew their guns, the agent named Denidi rushed out of the door of the surveillance room like a leopard, rushing towards the direction where the sound came from.

The direction of movement is precisely the corridor that has been baptized by a bomb.

There was smoke and dust billowing in the front. Police officers ran over with guns around. Some police officers withdrew from the dust and were about to rush in. There was a sudden voice from the pocket intercom on the collar, and he moved A road rushed away.

The sound of gunshots faintly echoed. After turning around a few corridors, he entered the casino hall again and rushed out from the side window. It was a narrow alley behind the building, not far from the intersection. The figure was hovering bitterly. It was Michel and his doctor classmates, one with a gun in his hand and the other with a scalpel. The pedestrians on the side of the road ran away.

"What's wrong?"

"The secret room door was opened~IndoMTL.com~ and..." Michelle held up the gun and shrugged. "One of them threw a bomb in and rushed out. Guess who it is? "

"Who?"

"We caught the old friend who we haven't caught for a long time."

Deney was stunned for a moment, and the perverted doctor Allen on the side also shook his scalpel: "I'm also thinking, it's probably him."

"Zhuang. Amir... Pei Luo Jia..." After a while, Denis nodded, "That's Pei Luo Jia's place. They are now coming to destroy the traces... Immediately notify the National Security Bureau and the person in charge of the Tulip Incident. Everyone, maybe we can merge the cases..."

Said hello to Allen, and two agents went to deal with it>>|No one was there, Allen took out his phone and dialed a number. For a moment, the dialogue sounded.

"Hey...James...Zhuang. Amir's team has been recalled. Apparently Pei Luojia has begun to be afraid of Tulip...It's nothing, just to tell you about it. I just fought him against him, and he was not injured. , It’s really something to celebrate..."