The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 117 Prepare for Raid
Braxton has calmed down a lot after venting his emotions, and the brothers can finally talk properly.

"Aren't you wondering where I have been all these years?"

"In Europe, I know that Justin will check your whereabouts every few months."

Chris nodded. "I just want you to be safe. Some of my clients are dangerous."

After thinking about it, he felt that it might cause misunderstanding, and continued to explain: "I don't need to contact those customers now. I originally planned to contact you as soon as possible. After I moved to LA with Justin, I bought a small farm there."

"Cough!" Jack coughed lightly, indicating to the two of them that there was an unrelated person at the scene, so they can talk about the past later.

Rita Boone still doesn't believe that her own brother will kill her, even if the killer himself Braxton testifies, because she doubts that the two brothers who don't look alike are singing Double reed.

Jack is also very helpless about this. Although this "Punisher" and "Batman" have been linked in history, one DC and one Marvel, the style of painting is indeed different.

But fortunately, this aunt still sees the situation clearly, especially after Chris shoots at the sofa with his P14 with an Osprey silencer, Rita Boone honestly puts on her coat , and followed the three back to the Aurora Holiday Hotel.
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"Here is the entrance, corridor, living room, and bedroom. A monitor is set up in the study, connected to 12 cameras around the villa, as well as motion sensors and infrared sensors. There are a total of 12 mercenaries, 8 inside the house and 4 outside. Two of them are on the roof, snipers wearing anti-infrared cloaks, on the southeast and northwest corners."

Braxton drew a sketch on paper, which was the security arrangement of Black Boone's villa in the suburbs.

"These are your people, can't you just find an excuse to let them evacuate?"

Seeing the tight defense, Jack was secretly stunned. If he went alone, he wouldn't be able to get in even with a hack.

Although he is proficient in pistols now, and his fighting level can bully Chris, but this kind of armed raid, involving CQB battles, has never been experienced before. There is too much knowledge that he does not understand. After all, the patrol police have to deal with it every day. The stuff, usually just knock on the door, throw a stun bomb or something.

Braxton shook his head, "I also accepted the entrustment through a middleman, those mercenaries were recruited by the other party abroad, and Black paid 500W in advance, so these people must be cleared away, otherwise this matter will become endless .”

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Chris: "You said your client is dangerous, and I think it's dangerous for me to live all the time."

Chris was a little speechless, looking at his younger brother, "You have made progress."

After they returned to the hotel, they handed Rita Boone over to Hannah and Dana, opened a room next door, and began to discuss the final solution.

Chris rejected his younger brother's proposal to go back to be an undercover agent, and he decided to directly raid Blake Boone's villa in the suburbs with three people. In his opinion, it seemed easier to do so.

Jack was noncommittal, anyway, these mercenaries were wild dogs of war and had no human rights.

The three of them finished their discussion, when there was a knock on the door connecting the two rooms, and Dana's voice came: "The gentleman from the IRS is here."

Jack got up, went to the next door, and saw Ray King. The old man sat on the sofa with a tired face and waved to him as a greeting.

"Is he there?" Seeing Jack enter the door, Jin pointed to the next door.

"You want to see him?" Jack smiled and poured him a whiskey.

Ray King hesitated, but still shook his head, "Forget it, it's better not to meet."

"What are you going to do next?"

Jack poured himself soda, and sat down opposite him, "It's a little troublesome, Black Boone plans to pay 1000W to solve all the troubles, and has already paid 500W in advance, including solving all insiders."

Rita Boon, who was sitting on the other side, was a little uneasy, moved on the sofa, and changed her sitting position.

After Ray King arrived, he revealed his official identity, and finally convinced her that his brother really planned to kill him to silence him, and all this was just for money.

"What are you going to do?" Ray King asked.

"This is not a multiple-choice question. Black Boone opened the gates of hell with his own hands. All we have to do is close the gates for him."

Kick him in before closing the door, Jack added inwardly.

After listening to the conversation between the two, Rita Boon finally couldn't help covering her face and sobbing. She is not a silly little girl like Dana. Knowing that things have developed to this point, it is impossible to be kind. This is not even the police. Intervention can solve it.

"Keep an eye on him and don't make too much noise."

Ray King sighed, but he still persuaded him. He knew Chris's style too well. This is the fierce man who single-handedly took over the Gambino family's lair with his bare hands. The situation was wrong, and he drew his gun and rushed into the small hotel, only to see corpses everywhere.

"This." Jack looked embarrassed.

It's not that he can't see Chris, it's that Black Boone is too deadly, "Black hired a mercenary of 12 people."

Ray King rubbed his temples with a headache, and his tone was a little weak: "I will notify the Chicago Police Department that there will be a raid by the IRS."

Jack smiled and got up from the sofa. With the cooperation of this person, he can rest assured to have a good time.

"Wait, did you forget something?" Ray King called Jack who was about to leave.

"Huh?" Someone looked confused.

Ray King was a little unhappy, "You promised me on the phone."

So anxious? Jack glanced at Dana who was sitting obediently with Hannah. The two girls seemed to get along quite well.

"What do you think of her?"

Ray King seemed to have misunderstood something. He put his chin in his hand and frowned, thinking: "Didn't your girlfriend just join the FBI?"

"I'm talking about the other one, with an accountant background, a professional counterpart, and just happens to be with that person."

Jack gave a small hint, and seeing the old fox nodded calmly, he pulled Hannah and left.

Introducing Dana to the old man Jin was something he had been thinking about before. Although this girl's IQ is not as good as Chris's, she is also a genius who is sensitive to numbers. In addition, she has an ambiguous relationship with Chris. Ray King must have read his intentions.

"I'll leave it to you, and I want to get back to LA as soon as possible."

With the director of the IRS in charge, safety here is not a problem, why not bring Hannah along.

Little Sweetie is a sharpshooter whose marksmanship is not inferior to Angela's, and she has just gone through 22 weeks of training by the FBI, so she may be better than herself in some aspects.

(End of this chapter)