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Chapter 32 Who is the murderer?

To Brian's surprise.

Glenn did not take Shaina to some place more suitable for the two of them to get along, but followed the traffic until they came to a hospital in the city.

Wait for the two of them to leave.

Brian found out after he went in to inquire.

Glenn just came over to accompany Shayna for some gynecological exams.

Shayna is not doing well.

She indulged in sex, smoked drugs, and had a reversed routine for a long time, which resulted in the condition of her body and uterus not being very good.

The baby is at risk of miscarriage.

If you want to keep this child.

It takes a lot of money.

Shaina obviously doesn't have that much money.

Actually.

If you don’t quit drugs.

The rest of her life will be short and she won't be happy.

In order to satisfy her growing drug addiction, she continued to become a prostitute.

This is her normal fate.

"What a poor woman."

Brian shook his head, losing interest in participating.

There is a high probability that Kenneth’s obsession will not be fulfilled.

the next day.

A wanted warrant for the bombing suspect, Ike, has been issued throughout Los Angeles County.

Ivan and Glenn also mobilized their former informants.

In this regard.

Brian had a resigned attitude.

If he wanted to, he could ask his uncle for help and let him search for Ike's whereabouts through the power of the Bloody Gang.

But before I had the confidence.

Brian was very resistant to contact with his uncle again.

Anyway, the case is basically declared solved.

He's not in a hurry.

As for Glenn and Shayna.

Brian didn't say much.

This is the other person's private matter after get off work.

He can't control it.

One day passed.

Two days passed.

Susan's face became increasingly ugly.

She was like a relative coming over. She was unhappy with everyone and made Brian and others afraid to stay in the office. They simply drove the police car out for a walk in the name of a search.

at dusk.

Just when Brian thought he was going through the day safely.

The radio station of the police car suddenly transmitted a call from the alarm center: "The wanted criminal Ike has been found. Repeat, the wanted criminal has been found in Apartment 332, Sunset Avenue."

"Apartment 332?"

Brian's heart moved.

Isn't this the same apartment where Susan went on a killing spree a few days ago?
Mad dog Ike is actually hiding there?

Good guy.

The most dangerous place is the safest place, right?
Brian didn't hesitate, sounded the siren, turned the car around, and rushed in the direction of Apartment 332.

When close to the apartment street.

There were already many police cars on the roadside, surrounding the apartment building from all directions.

Brian was even in the car and heard the intense gunfire.

He subconsciously slowed down the car.

at this time.

Boom~
The ground shook.

A large ball of flames reflected the gradually darkening sky.

The police car radio also heard screams and messy calls for help:
"Call support, call support"

"FK, the opponent has rockets!"

"God, Bob's dead, ambulance, someone's hurt"

Brian gasped.

Nima.

Are the rockets out?
So outrageous!

He was extremely fast, drifting 180 degrees sideways, brushing against the passing police car, and rushed to the street behind the apartment.

Brian is no longer timid. This is just a tactic: block the back road, use black guns, fight while retreating, and win the victory!
Brian hid the police car, wore the police badge in a prominent position on his chest, took out his pistol and the M4 he had been issued in the past few days, and found a corner to squat.

after the explosion.

The sound of the gunfight in front weakened for a while, then became stronger again.

Brian braced himself.

If it had been a few years ago, when Ike had heavy firepower, he might have been able to overpower the police.

However, since two robbers, wearing body armor and armed with automatic submachine guns, beat the butts of dozens or hundreds of Los Angeles police officers, the firepower of the LAPD (Los Angeles Police Department), which is not short of money, has been qualitatively improved.

No matter how crazy that Ike is.

He can't last long!

Brian was right.

I just squatted for less than five minutes.

Several embarrassed figures, holding pistols and carrying several backpacks, ran out from the side community of the front apartment and rushed towards the cars parked on the roadside.

Brian's eyes lit up: "Hey, is this authentic?"

The key point is that these guys can't even see the long guns and short cannons in their hands. They are probably all used up.

It’s up to you to make meritorious deeds!

Several people were about to disappear from sight.

Brian couldn't care less, so he found the right angle, raised his gun and fired randomly.

Da Da Da~
The ballistics of the M4 are very stable.

He was shot blindly and randomly at close range.

Three of the five men who had just ran out in front fell down immediately.

The remaining one is not tall, but his reactions are very fast.

The moment the gunfire rang out.

He directly grabbed a companion and blocked him in front of him.

Wait until the sound of Brian's bullets stops.

Without any hesitation, he raised his pistol and was about to fight back, but his body froze in place.

In the corner seven or eight meters away from him, he saw a tall man wearing a body armor squatting obscenely. The most important thing was that the muzzle of the opponent's pistol was already pointed at his body.

Brian took a deep breath and said coldly: "Drop the weapon, and you can bet on whether I can hit you at such a close distance."

A flash of madness flashed across Ike's face.

He sneered and dropped the pistol in his hand: "Damn note, ah ah ah, I was framed, the bombing was not done by me!"

While talking.

Ike's left hand inadvertently touched behind him.

As long as this scumbag is distracted by his words, he can fight back!

Stand still when you see the other person.

Without any hesitation, Brian pulled the trigger.

There was a bang.

The bullet grazed Ike's body and hit the ground behind him.

Don't wait for Ike to get angry.

After five or six bullets, two finally hit.

Ike's eyes widened, as if he couldn't figure out why he dropped his weapon and didn't run away, but this damn cop shot him!

thump~
There was a muffled sound.

The body hit the ground hard.

Mad Dog Ike's curtain call.

Brian put on a new magazine, walked to Ike's dead body, and shrugged: "I'm sorry, my shooting skills are very poor. I told you to stop just to make it easier to aim. I can't let you have such an abnormal mind. People go to jail alive, what if you escape?"

Done.

Brian shot several corpses on the ground one after another.

To cut the weeds, get rid of the roots!

He must not risk retaliation.

While Brian was waiting for other police officers to arrive here.

A strange feeling came to my mind.

Brian followed the sensor and discovered that two bright red balls slowly emerged above the body of Ike who had just died, and finally stayed in the sky above the body!
Obsession!

Or two obsessions at once!
This Ike is such a good person!

Brian was first surprised and then delighted. He hurried over and crushed the two obsession balls.

With obsession, the ball breaks.

Two pieces of information came to Brian's mind:
One: Kill that bitch to avenge your brother!

Two: Find the bastard who slandered me and kill his whole family!

Brian was stunned.

slander?

Ike was actually not the murderer of the bombing.

Who is the murderer?
　One more chapter, it should be at nine or ten o'clock.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)