North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 405 Tracking Begins

Jimmy didn't go home, but drove to the Anti-Terrorist Bureau. The number of people in the command center was reduced by about half, leaving only 3 or 4 people on duty.

Jimmy: "Did the target show up? Where are the others?"

Staff: "There is no signal at the moment, we only found one signal today. Everyone else is resting, we are on shift."

Jimmy nodded: "Okay, let me know as soon as you have news, don't care when."

Worker: "Understood. Good night."

Jimmy returned to the temporary office, pulled two chairs from the outside, put them together, took off his suit, lay down and squinted.The conditions here are not as good as my own FBI office. There are sofas and folding beds available, so here I can only use chairs to make do.

In the early morning, the phone rang. Jimmy took the phone from the table and connected it, and said in a daze, "This is Jimmy."

"Jimmy, it's me, Jack. That unlucky guy you put in my care wants to see you." Jack was the detective on the night shift last night.

Jimmy woke up a little: "You mean the guy in the detention room?"

Jack: "Well, when I let him go just now, when he knew that he was going to be let go, he didn't leave directly, but wanted to see you."

Jimmy: "Did he have a reason?"

Jack: "No, but he seems to be in good spirits."

Jimmy raised his hand and glanced at the time, "It's half an hour later, I'll go there now."

Jimmy was also a little curious, why did this buddy want to see him, it is said that if he can be released and not let him go to prison, it is already preferential treatment.

After getting up and going to the bathroom to deal with it, Jimmy drove back to the FBI office.

Jimmy opened the detention room, and Oliver Cohen inside had been handcuffed and was sitting on the side of the table in a daze.Apparently he hasn't completely become a tramp yet, even though no one is watching, he is not completely spoiled either. Although his sitting posture is loose, he still has a human shape.

Jimmy: "Cohen, what do you want to say to me?" Jimmy walked over while talking, sat across the table, and put the breakfast in his hand on the table.

Cohen probably didn't get much sleep that night, and he didn't look energetic. Seeing the sandwich and coffee Jimmy put on the table, he swallowed.

Seeing his expression, Jimmy understood that even though it was his own breakfast, it is not impossible to give it to him. He pushed the sandwich to him, "I brought it for you, eat it first and then talk about it."

Cohen nodded his thanks, picked up the sandwich, unwrapped it, and bit down: "Thanks."

Jimmy was going to drink the coffee himself, but seeing how he ate, come on, give it to him.

After eating the sandwich and taking a sip of coffee, Oliver Cohen took a long breath, and then said, "You are amazing, you are the fastest Asian I have ever seen."

Jimmy nodded slightly, did not speak, and continued to wait for him to speak.

Cohen: "Thank you for letting me go. In return, I have a message for you."

Jimmy regained his energy. He took out the sticky note and pen in his pocket and began to prepare for recording.

Cohen: "No need to record, there is no need. There is an underground casino behind the kitchen of Green's Restaurant in Harlem. If you are interested, you should have a lot of gains."

Hearing about underground casinos, Jimmy lost interest again. "How did you know?"

Cohen: "I lived near there for a while. I'm just giving you a message. I don't know what's going on there."

Jimmy: "Who the hell are you?"

Cohen: "Well, I originally planned to snatch a few street vendors. They would go there in turn every two days. They should be picking up goods or paying money. Later, I found that there were too many people there, so I didn't do anything. I can't do it alone. Many people, unless they are all killed, this news means nothing to me."

Jimmy put the pen and paper back into his pocket. There is really no need to record this. He nodded: "I understand, give me a number, and I will contact you if I need to confirm."

Cohen shook his head, "Don't contact me, I'm just giving you a message."

Jimmy: "Okay, you can leave. Goodbye, no more robberies."

Jimmy got up and left the detention room, and Cohen followed him to the elevator and sent him downstairs. Jimmy went back to the detention room, picked up the trash and threw it into the trash can outside.

Looking at the time, Jimmy came to wait for him outside Ruiz's office. Whether the news just now was useful or not, that crappy place in Harlem is just a pit, let the old tool man Ruiz do it.

Ruiz first saw Jimmy sitting outside when he went to work, "Jimmy, good morning."

Jimmy followed into Ruiz's office and told Ruiz what Oliver Cohen said yesterday.

Ruiz: "There's something interesting about this Cohen."

Jimmy: "What?"

Ruiz: "We have known about the underground casino behind Green's restaurant for a long time, but we have not touched them. Part of what Cohen said is true, but the other part is false news.

He said that those street dealers would go there to take the goods and pay for it. This is definitely a problem. It is an underground club run by some old gangsters. There are some people who play cards and drink, but as a drug transfer station, at least we have never had it here. get this message.

If this Cohen does not have a grudge against them, then someone deliberately wants to guide us to engage them and use us as a weapon. "

Jimmy took out the note, tore off the paper with Cohen's information and handed it to Ruiz: "This is for you. I have other cases to deal with now. If you are interested, you can do it. If you are not interested, you can leave it alone. By the way, If this Cohen really came to lay bait for us, do you think you should find a chance to get him back?"

Ruiz shook his head: "No need, I've seen people like this a lot. The gangs want to use us to clean up their opponents. It hasn't changed in the past few decades, and the methods are as bad as ever. What's going on with Mahon? "

Jimmy: "I'm dealing with other things now, which has nothing to do with him. Okay, I'll go first."

Jimmy didn't go back to the office. Hughes arranged for him to handle Watson's affairs. The case in the bureau was temporarily ignored. It happened to see if the newcomer Mahone could handle it.

On the way to drive to the anti-terrorist bureau, Jimmy also figured it out. The FBI is still too conspicuous. In the eyes of interested people, the combination of Crown Victoria and a suit is very suspicious of identity. I figured out my identity.I must have been unlucky. I was watched by someone when I stopped on the road to look at others. Then Cohen came to test himself. After being caught, he gave a message and asked the FBI to do the work.

It is necessary to change the car. The Saab class who drove the headquarters had already greeted them when they came back, but there was no agreement there. I will go to grind it later. I must get a replacement for the current Crown Victoria. .

Back at the Anti-Terrorist Bureau, Watson was already standing in the command center. Seeing Jimmy coming in, he called Jimmy to the corridor, "Did you arrest someone yesterday?"

Jimmy's eyes have changed, what the fuck, he hasn't told the Anti-Terrorist Bureau since he was arrested at night, and he was sent directly to the FBI, how did he know?
Watson: "Bring him here, our men will interrogate."

Jimmy: "That guy was just trying to rob me. He was let go after the trial. There's no time for such trivial things now."

Watson: "He may have something to do with Boxer, we need to interrogate."

Jimmy also said angrily: "It can't be related to the boxer. I just arrived at the Anti-Terrorism Bureau yesterday. After taking over the case, I didn't go out to meet with other people. If he arranged for others to wait and attack me at the scene after the signal appeared at night, then All of you may be insiders. My information cannot be obtained by him so easily, unless someone from you leaks the secret, or he is not outside at all, just watching us in this building."

Watson's expression became more and more gloomy. He looked at Jimmy for a while, nodded, turned and left the command center, probably returning to his office.

Jimmy was also upset, he opened the door of the command center and went in, "Have you got the results of yesterday's surveillance investigation?"

Staff: "Screen No. [-], we have investigated the surveillance at the location of the last message, but we did not capture his whereabouts. What is displayed now is his previous whereabouts records, and only three surveillance sites have content."

From the perspective of the monitoring on the screen, it should be traffic monitoring. For pedestrians walking on the side of the road, the resolution is really not very good.

Staff member: "Because the monitoring area is too small, we have no way of judging where he started from and where he disappeared. These three surveillance videos have no other clues except for his general appearance."

Jimmy: "Did you locate the location where the signal appeared around 11 o'clock last night?"

Staff: "It has been determined that it is a sewer entrance. Our people checked the scene and found two loose manhole covers nearby. It is not yet clear which hole he was active in."

Jimmy: "But we can probably be sure that he is moving through the underground pipe network. Pay attention to the next signal, and we must locate it as soon as possible."

Staff: "Understood."

Jimmy turned his head and looked in the direction of Watson's office. This kind of waiting time is too difficult. If Watson can provide the boxer with the previous safe house and other residences, he can also go to the scene to investigate now. He is more convenient than other investigators. , because he can find out whether there is a person inside without approaching the house.

It's a pity that my ability is completely useless without a goal.

Near noon, Jimmy was already thinking about whether to go out for a meal, and suddenly the warning sounded, "Target signal found, location, Times Square."

Jimmy: "Mobilize the surrounding surveillance, there are a lot of surveillance here, call me when you are sure."

Jimmy opened the door and ran out. Times Square is not far from the Anti-Terrorist Bureau, but there is a problem. During the daytime, the traffic conditions in Manhattan are very unfriendly.

Jimmy parked the car on the side road, got out of the car and walked to Times Square, walking around while wearing sunglasses and observing the people around him.Instead of holding a mobile phone, Jimmy wore a single-ear Bluetooth headset. The call has been connected to the staff of the Command Center of the Anti-Terrorist Bureau, and now he is waiting for the other party to find the source of the signal from the surveillance.

Although Times Square is not too big, the number of people during the day is too scary. Jimmy is only 183cm tall, which is a little higher than the average height. It is not enough to stand out from the crowd, and there is no way to directly observe the appearance of many passersby.The best way to find someone is to determine the location at the first time through monitoring, and then visually confirm it after approaching.

Jimmy strolled in Times Square, looking around behind his sunglasses, trying to look normal, but he couldn't help it, still a little nervous.

The hints Watson gave were a bit too much. He is good at fighting and boxing, and is proficient in using all kinds of firearms. If the boxer does not get close, Jimmy will kill him casually. It is enough to see the opponent's movements clearly, but the body may not be able to keep up.

"Agent Yang, I found it. He just passed West 44th Street and moved westward. He has already left the monitoring. He was not found by the monitoring on 8th Avenue. He should still be in the middle."

The voice of the Anti-Terrorist Bureau staff came from the Bluetooth headset, and Jimmy immediately turned and ran towards West 44th Street. The traffic was too heavy, and it was difficult for Jimmy to run here. Finally, he came to the intersection of West 44th Street and 7th Avenue. Turning the corner, I heard a muffled "bang bang" sound, broken, gunshots.

Jimmy turned immediately and searched along West 44th Street toward 8th Avenue, "I heard gunshots, on West 44th Street, but I'm not sure where."

While searching, Jimmy said to the staff that it is an essential skill for police officers to communicate with the scene at any time, so that the rear and other people can know their situation, and if there is an accident, they can also be rescued as soon as possible.

"The nearest area is a parking lot, I'm going to go in and search."

Jimmy ran forward for a while and found the entrance of a large parking lot. According to the muffled gunshots just now, the distance should not be far away, and there is no barrier. If it was on the street, W44 Street would have been bombed by now.Now the parking lot is very suspicious. Judging from the fact that the people around them didn't panic, they either didn't hear or noticed that the sound just now was a gunshot, or they were in a very good state of mind. Obviously, this is unlikely to be the case.

After reporting on the phone, Jimmy turned around and entered the parking lot, and flashed his badge at the security guard at the entrance, "I suspected that I heard gunshots outside just now. Is there anything unusual here?"

The security guard opened the window of the security room: "Gunshots? Didn't hear it, maybe my place is better soundproofed."

Jimmy nodded, "I'll take a look in the parking lot."

After the greeting, Jimmy pulled out the Glock with his right hand and walked straight down the slope.

"Bang", I heard it clearly this time, it was indeed in the parking lot, but the sound didn't sound too close, Jimmy ran up immediately, scanned the surroundings within the scope of his mind, and finally found something abnormal, someone fell on the ground On the ground, it looked like it was lying face down on the ground, and there was no movement.

Continue to move towards this person, and soon there is a person in sight, running to the other side, Jimmy speeds up and runs to the fallen person after confirming that it is safe, a man wearing a sneaker pullover fell to the ground, a lot of blood has flowed out .

"Someone was shot and fell to the ground. No one else was found. I'll go check."

Jimmy walked over, reached out and moved his head. He was not a boxer, but moved his body slightly. He was shot in the chest. Looking at the location of the wound, it is likely that his lungs were injured.

"Someone was shot, one shot in the chest, one shot in the abdomen, the person was unconscious and still alive, you should call the police immediately."

Jimmy was on the phone all the time, and he didn't have time to call the police. Let the Anti-Terrorist Bureau deal with it. He still has to hurry to chase the people in front.

Jimmy's task is to find the boxer, but now that there is a shooting case, he can't just give up the wounded. Unfortunately, he doesn't have a medical kit with him, so he can only call the police and hope that the police and ambulance will come quickly.

Jimmy ran up with a gun, and chased the person who ran away. He had just found the location where he left. The elevator shaft was not far away. Dip, Jimmy looked at the scene and the elevator, and didn't click the button, because he couldn't recognize the person above his head now.

Jimmy: "The assailant should have been shot. There are bloodstains on the ground. Judging from the traces, he should have left in an elevator. I need to conduct an on-site investigation."

(End of this chapter)