Chapter 30： Don't shoot, I'm a hostage

Outside the textile factory!

The New York Police Department looked at the dilapidated textile factory in front of it that looked like it had experienced a small war, took out their weapons in unison, and stood by.

"George!"

Inspector Kate Beckett, who arrived at the scene almost three minutes behind George, got out of the car, hunched over, wearing a body armor, and ran to George's side: "How is it?"

George pointed to the car that was still burning in front of the textile factory.

Accompanied by the sound of firecrackers exploding from time to time, the looming license plate, the four letters are clearly visible.

This should be the real Audi R8.

obviously.

Scrapped again.

George was a little amused, but at the same time, he was a little worried that his daughter had also ridden in Locke's Audi R8.

According to Locke's scrapping speed, it is hard to guarantee that one day, when his daughter is also in the car, suddenly, it will be scrapped again, right?

…etc!

George shook his head and threw the image out of his mind.

Will not.

It looked like Locke was just unlucky.

at this time.

Accompanied by the unique alarm bell, the special service team of the New York Police Department drove an armored vehicle and arrived at the scene.

"Prepare!"

Seeing this, George said to the police officers who rushed over: "The criminals we have to deal with are very dangerous, so be careful!"

"clear!"

"receive!"

"Attack!"

The two teams of the Secret Service, armed to the teeth, with a total of 16 members in front, under the cover of the bulletproof shields in the front row, bore the brunt of the charge towards the textile factory.

but…

When everyone entered the textile factory, the scene that caught their eyes completely shocked them.

At this moment, the textile factory cannot be said to be sparsely populated, but it can also be said that there are rivers of corpses scattered everywhere.

"Yuck!"

"Yuck!"

It should be a few police officers who have not been deeply involved in the world. Seeing the whole ground, they almost turned into blood in the stream, and they couldn't help retching a few times in an instant.

All the police officers were stretched to the extreme.

But the strange thing is that inside the textile factory, it seems to be very quiet.

"Special service, charge forward!"

"clear!"

"Kate, you take a team of police officers to the left, and I lead people to the right!"

"good."

George made a gesture directly with the person behind him, and then he rushed forward slowly to the right.

But whether it was George, or Kate, or the special service team, what they encountered was nothing but corpses all over the floor.

After the three groups of people reunited, their gazes invariably turned to a warehouse-like building in front of them.

After entering.

It is the textile workshop used by the textile factory to hide people's eyes.

But at this moment, the textile workshop is messy, but the same is that there are countless corpses here, and there are not many good textile machines anymore.

"OMG."

Seeing this, Kate finally couldn't help saying, "Is this the crime hunter doing it alone?"

How is this possible?

It's really not logical at all. No matter how strong one person is, he may be able to face ten people and not be weak, but the corpses here are not as simple as ten.

George said in a deep voice, "There is no evidence that the sin hunters have a team, or like teamwork."

During the two years that Sin Hunter was active in Texas, he always acted alone.

If there is an accomplice, it is also to lure the homeless with money to help.

Just like this time.

It is precisely because sin hunters like to act alone and never get along with others, so until now, the information about sin hunters is basically based on the psychological profile of the FBI.

That is to say, between the ages of 25 and 35, he lived alone, probably had a house for his parents, was lonely since he was a child, and had few friends, and because of this, no one noticed him.

At first, George also used this information to describe the character and appearance of his sin hunter in his mind.

but…

After George had dealt with the sin hunters, George subconsciously discovered that part of this mental profile was wrong.

At least a little wrong.

The sin hunter he had seen with his own eyes was not lonely at all.

at this time.

Boom!

The police officers who were walking in the textile workshop raised their guns one after another, and looked at the third floor where there was a sudden movement.

George glanced at Kate and the Secret Service leader.

dong dong dong!

The members of the special team, armed with explosion-proof shields, rushed directly into the room of the Destiny Textile Machine.

The next second.

The muzzles of the guns pointed at Locke, who was bound by handcuffs to a water pipe not far away, his feet were also bound, and even his mouth was stuffed with cloth strips.

The movement just now was caused by Locke hitting the water pipe with his head.

"Locke?"

George, who came in with the Secret Service team, saw Locke's eyes lit up over there, shouted, and then motioned others to quickly explore the somewhat large room, and then ran to Locke's side with Kate.

"what!"

After George took off the cloth strip, Locke gasped heavily.

"Be patient."

Kate looked at Locke, said something, and then pointed the pistol directly at the handcuffs: "Bang!"

Hearing the gunshots, Locke couldn't help but move.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

After the special service team searched, they sent repeated messages of safety, and there was no sound of any enemy. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

obviously.

I'm afraid they are late.

The sin hunter has run away.

Locke also gave an assist at this time: "Why did you come here? That guy left about ten minutes ago."

George's face was a little ugly.

Fake.

been tricked.

at this time.

When Kate was helping Locke up, she saw a booklet and a phone that fell from Locke's arms.

at this time.

"Jingle Bell!"

The phone that fell on the ground rang.

George and Kate looked at each other.

Locke said, "When the guy left just now, he stuffed this booklet and phone into my arms. I thought it was a ticking time bomb and didn't dare to move."

George bent down and picked up the phone.

Kate said solemnly, "Don't pick it up."

If it's a telephone remote control bomb that explodes after being picked up, then it's over.

but…

George answered the phone directly.

The police officer next to him couldn't help being startled, but he was relieved when he saw that there were no explosive flames coming out around him.

George's phone is on speakerphone.

A voice similar to a synthetic voice came out, and he laughed twice: "I thought you wouldn't dare answer the phone."

George and Kate made a gesture, indicating to contact the General Administration immediately and track the phone signal made here.

but…

The synthetic voice over there finished saying, "This time there are too many sinners, and there are not enough cards. However, this booklet can explain everything. Remember, I never kill innocent people." Then he hung up the phone.

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