American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

Chapter 23: Chapter 23
"Whoosh..."

Ron was panting hard, and the severe pain in his body made him break out in a cold sweat.

Although the pain was severe, he could bear it.

Looking at the female nurse lying in a pool of blood, an uncomfortable feeling of self-blame rose in his heart.

The female nurse had brown hair, regular facial features, and a few freckles under her eyelids. She died in this accident at a young age.

There is a reopening day, and no one is young.

in case……

Ron knew very well that without what if...

And, now is not the time to blame yourself.

His gaze forcibly flicked across the female nurse's face.

He checked the corridor first, and then looked through the glass window to the emergency room. He was relieved that nothing unusual was found.

It seems that there is only one killer.

It shows that the killer is very confident, and he should indeed be confident.

If the target was not him, but Sandy, or someone else, he must have died under his gun.

This made Ron even more dissatisfied with his current strength.

He knows very well how dangerous it is to have no self-protection in this world where capable people are born in large numbers.

This also made him more and more determined that he would walk the road and climb the peak.

Over time, his wounds healed and the bleeding stopped.

The bullet shot into the flesh was then forcibly squeezed out of the body.

Three yellow bullets fell to the ground, making a metallic sound.

"pat, pat..."

Ron was secretly surprised at the vampire's tyrannical self-healing ability.

He then walked up to Brady, gun in both hands, ready to search his body.Smelling the strong smell of blood, unprecedented hunger hit.

The hunger is so intense, it's as if every cell is starving.

The increasingly intense hunger was like a rising tide, and waves hit his reason.

Ron's eyes gradually became blood red, then returned to normal, and then became blood red again.

Ron's teeth began to change, pointy fangs were exposed.

It was extremely difficult for him to maintain his sanity, dragged Brady's body, kicked the room next to the corridor, and forced his way in.

Accompanied by screams of horror, after a while, Ron walked out of the ward with blood on his lips.

The doctors and patients in the ward looked at Ron's back and Brady, who had become a mummy, in extreme horror.

Standing in the corridor, Ron took out a cigarette and took a big drag. His face was extremely ugly amidst the smoke.

The self-healing ability of the vampire's blood is indeed amazing. As long as the head is not injured, even if the heart is injured, he is sure to heal quickly.

While his self-healing ability is super strong, his reaction speed, strength, physical fitness, etc. have all been enhanced unprecedentedly. If he is prepared, he can avoid bullets to a certain extent.

The disadvantages are also obvious, the first is fear of light, he is now a level 5 bloodline, this weakness is not as serious as imagined; the second is the need for fresh blood to replenish energy, especially after using bloodline power, this animal instinct is not something ordinary people can restrain .

Ron found a Desert Eagle with some magazines from Brady.

There is also a mobile phone, and a wallet with a driver's license in it.

Ron communicated with the CIA first, and the CIA had already sent team members to the hospital.

Then call Erin and ask her to look up Brady's information.

……

Irene looked at the information on the computer and called Ron.

"I have some unfortunate news for you, the driver's license is fake."

"What a bad news."

The driver's license was fake, Ron had expected it, but he couldn't say how disappointed he was.

"By turning the bullet, I found the Mutual Aid Club."

"Mutual aid?"

Ron felt a little familiar, he should have seen the movie, but his memory was a little fuzzy, but the bullet turned a corner and he vaguely thought of a movie.

"Mutual Aid has existed for centuries and they claim they were inspired by God to kill the most heinous people."

"Isn't it, I'm a heinous sin?"

"I am also skeptical about this. Although you have killed many people, all of them are heinous villains."

"I'm glad you can say that. Your comfort has made me feel better. So, this is another organization that uses the name of justice to do injustice?"

"As expected, they are well-organized, each killer has undergone the most rigorous training, and everyone in the organization is the elite of the elite. Even the captain will have a headache when encountering them. I didn't expect you to be able to Kill one of them, it looks like you're withholding some information."

"It's not important. The most important thing now is to find out who paid the dollar and who ordered the damn mutual aid to kill me and Sandy."

"Our information found that the assassin who assassinated you was called Brady. Recently, Brady had close contact with Howard. Therefore, it is very likely that Howard is behind the scenes."

"Is that Howard?"

"Yes, that's Howard!"

"Damn, this guy actually spent a lot of money to hire a killer to kill me? Does he have too much money to spend?"

Ron had a totally shit-eating expression on his face.

How much hatred and hatred this guy has for himself.

In order to kill himself, they all chased him to Mexico.

With this perseverance, why can't you do it, but come here to assassinate yourself?

What did he think?

Ron didn't know that Howard already knew about his "scandalous affair" with Annie.

How many wars in history have been caused by women, and Anne's beauty, which caused a small-scale assassination, is considered a pediatric case in comparison.

What's more, he also cut off Howard's money.

As the saying goes, cutting off a person's fortune is like killing one's parents.

Howard's hatred was of course purer and more intense than Ron imagined.

"By the way, how did he get on line with the Mutual Aid Society?"

"I don't know that!"

After finding out that the black hand behind the scenes might be Howard, Ron was already very satisfied.

As for more, he didn't expect much.

It is impossible for the Special Investigation Bureau to know everything.

The result is a bit unexpected, he always thought that the person who assassinated him had something to do with the vampire's murder of the truck driver.

Unexpectedly, it was his old opponent who succeeded.

Several men in suits entered the hospital, led by a man named Isaac.

Under the coordination of Isaac, the local police did not arrest Ron.

Although Ron shot and killed in the hospital.

That's the downside of having a strong neighbor.

The Mexican government is not willing to offend the CIA.

Thanks to the doctor's rescue and his super self-healing ability, Sandy not only got out of danger, but he miraculously recovered within two days.

During his two days of recuperation, no killer came to his door.

After two days of peace, Ron and Sandy said goodbye to Isaac and returned to the beautiful country.

Now that the problem of missing truck drivers is largely resolved, it's time to get out of Mexico.

As for the doubts in the case, Ron had no motivation to figure it out.

There are many inconveniences in foreign countries, and it is not a good idea to stay here all the time. The CIA still has its own work to do, and it is impossible to protect them all the time.

In the same Toyota, Ron and the tightly packed Sandy left Mexico in the car.

The two in the car listened to music on the car radio.

Sandy, who was sitting in the passenger seat, swayed his body to the rhythm of the music, and sang in a low voice, extremely intoxicated.

Ron was smoking a cigarette irritably while driving.

Between songs, Sandy finally stopped.

"Hey, don't be so sad, look, haven't we come back safely?"

Sandy recovered from his serious injury, and so did his optimism.

"Maybe you're right, but it still makes people feel a little uncomfortable to not be able to kill Howard, and the mutual aid association, I will uproot them sooner or later."

"Be generous. Howard is wanted across the United States. The Mutual Aid Association will face pressure from our investigation bureau. What else do you want? Eliminate all opponents? Come on, we are just two ordinary investigators."

"I hate it when someone persuades me to be generous, because I am notoriously narrow-minded."

"Why do you seem to be very proud?"

While speaking, the car drove into the border city of the beautiful country, the urban area of ​​Chula Vista.

I can see the city lights dotted in the distance, and the neon lights not far from the street are flickering.

Sandy cheered loudly: "Oh, we have money now, how about going out and relaxing later?"

Speaking of which, Sandy winked at Ron, which was self-evident.

Ron shook his head firmly.

"Forget it, stop playing, it's already so late, go to bed early, and you have to hurry tomorrow."

"It's hard to survive, what's the matter with relaxing?"

"I don't go to messy places."

"Okay, don't go, don't go."

An hour later, Ron and Sandy walked into the bar talking and laughing.

He's hard on himself, so he's only going to go in for a drink.

Sandy was right, the mission was too dangerous.

It's okay to have a drink and relax.

Just drink and do nothing.

This is his last insistence.

After entering the bar, Ron regretted it very much.

He found that traveling with Sandy was not a good idea.

Because Sandy throws money like crazy when he comes in, all the beauties are seduced by the beautiful knife and go away.

Let a good man like him who only talks about feelings and not money be uncompetitive.

Facts have proved that no matter how handsome a man is, he still can't find beautiful women without money.

This fact is too cruel.

Unless he also throws coins like crazy, otherwise, he is destined to be more popular than Sandy tonight.

Ma De, if he continues to squander like this, the $40 will be ruined by him sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)