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Melina felt relaxed, incomparably relaxed, the death of Drakov, the disintegration of the Red House, the return of those children, all of which she didn’t need to worry about.

This was the most relaxing day in her life.

There are no orders, no need to teach, and see those children suffering in training.

After relaxing, Melina looked at Natasha: “You saved those children, and you saved us, Natasha, it’s hard, right?” ”

In her mind, it must have cost a lot of effort and money to be able to do all this.

However, Natasha shook her head slightly: “I’m not hard, but I’m lucky.” ”

She recalled the decision she made that day when she was hunted down.

It was that decision that allowed her to meet Leon, Wanda, and Sherigai.

She will never forget that the gentle jade-like boy, although he did not turn his head back and said to herself: “Maybe I can provide you with a place to stay.” ”

There is also some nonchalance in the words.

But it was that sentence that made her closed heart have a slight crack.

On that day, she witnessed a picture that she had never seen in her life, the wooden house in the mountains, which was not very luxurious, but had a different kind of warmth, and lived those children with the same tragic and painful past as herself.

Li Ang is like a sun that never goes out.

Shining with warm light on everyone, he will patiently teach those children that no matter what happens, he will respect every child, even if she has just joined.

He will not doubt, but use sincerity to dissolve the haze in his heart.

He led the children, led himself through the darkness and to a path of light.

Thinking of the past and Li Ang, and Wanda, those children bits and pieces, involuntarily, their delicate faces showed a warm expression.

This expression made Melina, Yelena and Alexei stunned.

Melina seemed to realize something, and said with a smile: “It seems that I was wrong, you met very good people.” ”

“It’s family.” Natasha looked back and said softly.

“Family ~~”

Melina muttered, staring at Natasha with a happy expression, and suddenly spoke, “Can you tell me about him?” ”

Natasha was taken aback.

Instinctively wanting to veto, seeing Melina’s eyes, she was silent.

Century Building.

A cordon was raised around and even about a hundred meters near the street, and New York police drove police cars to block the surroundings, and police guarded the surroundings to prevent bystanders from entering.

At the entrance of the Century Building, there are also many police officers doing on-site work.

One of them, a middle-aged man in a police uniform, walked in from outside the Century Building.

One of the officers inside saw the man and immediately greeted him: “Sheriff George.” ”

“How?”

“According to the investigation of the scene, there was a very serious shootout here, a lot of guns were picked up at the scene, there was a lot of heavy firepower, and there were grenade grenade guns.” The officer said.

Sheriff George was shocked when he heard this.

Heavy firepower?

In the United States, gun ownership is not common, there are legal and many illegal, New York as a famous crime capital, gang factions, gun owners are countless.

The police, the government simply cannot control it, or rather can’t control it. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Only heavy firepower is different, no matter who it is, as long as it has heavy firepower, it is the target of the blow, but there are so many heavy firepower shootouts in the Century Building.

It is conceivable that if this is publicized, it will definitely cause large-scale criticism of the New York police by the public.

But the bad news is not over.

The officer continued: “Also, there are a lot of weird things here. ”

Said, took Sheriff George to the entrance of the staircase passage of the building, there are also many police officers doing surveys at the staircase passage, and the police officer took Sheriff George all the way up, saying as he walked.

“According to our site survey, in addition to the lobby on the first floor, there are mainly staircases.”

“The scale of the shootout at the entrance of the stairs is the largest, it can be said that it has even reached the level of 100 people.”

“Even many stairs were not blown up.”

The further up he went, the more frightened Sheriff George became, every floor of the passage entrance was scorched black as if it had been burned by fire, not only that, there were countless large and small pits, and as the police officer said, many layers had entered the explosion and faulted.

After coming to the rooftop, the police officer and Sheriff George looked at each other, and compared to the devastated staircase, the roof seemed to be much cleaner.

There are only dense bullet holes.

However, Sheriff George was keenly aware that from the lobby on the first floor of the building, to the staircase, to the rooftop, there were many guns, communicators and so on, but there was not a single body.

“What about the corpse?”

He immediately asked the police officer, and the police officer looked at George with a puzzled look, took a deep breath and said: “This is the strangest point, the whole building, obviously there was a fierce shootout, after a short period of time, we sent the police to block the building in less than twenty minutes.” ”

“But we found a body.”

Really~~

George immediately frowned: “What about surveillance?” ”

“The entire street neighborhood surveillance was silently removed.” The police officer had a ghostly expression: “This time, it is a completely headless case, and there is no way to verify it.” ”

“This building belongs to the people, and the employees are gone?”

“Yes, it’s gone, we checked all the employees and directors in the building, and we couldn’t find anyone, and they seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.”

George’s face was incredulous.

What does that mean? Could it be that after a shootout, the entire mansion was burned to ashes?

This is also too bizarre.

Just as George frowned and thought, there was already a wave of uninvited guests near the downstairs of the building, the roof elevator door lights were on, and as the elevator door opened, a group of figures in suits walked over.

George, who heard the movement, turned his head and looked.

The man in the lead suit pulled out a certificate.

“Sheriff George, I’m FBI Senior Agent John.” Saying that, he took a document behind him and handed it to George: “This is our power of attorney, and we are now responsible for this case.” ”

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