American TV series Detective's Daily Life

"What?!"

Just when Chuck was watching the live video broadcast of his brother transforming into the Punisher, and Jane was dumbfounded as Chuck didn't know how to complain, the old white male boss of the FBI came over on the phone with a changed expression.

"Sir, what happened?"

Jane's attention was drawn.

"Olson Villa is under heavy attack, requesting support."

The old white male boss rushed out of the hospital with an ugly expression: "Follow me!"

Jane was stunned and looked at Chuck subconsciously.

Chuck put away his phone and followed quickly.

Jane quickly followed.

Outside the hospital.

The female police chief drove the police car, nodded to Chuck and Jane who came out, and left expressionlessly.

Everyone got in the car and drove at full speed to the Olson family villa.

"Sir, the emergency call came directly to you?"

Jane suddenly thought of a question.

"right."

The old white male boss had a dark face and didn't want to speak.

After all, he has been an agent for many years and has been promoted to a leadership position in a local branch. He still has some abilities.

This sudden situation not only made him worry about the negative consequences if something happened to the Olson family, but also made him understand that what Jane and Chuck said about the previous case being related to the Olson family was probably true. Yes.

Otherwise, in this situation, the Olson family should seek help from the nearby tribal police station as soon as possible instead of placing a call directly to his mobile phone.

What does this mean?

It is clear that he does not trust the tribal police department, and yet he is so concerned about the movements of the FBI responsible for the case.

No billionaire would be so boring, care so little about beautiful women with beautiful cars, or care so much about people like them who do dirty work.

there is only one truth.

But this is not the truth he wants.

The Olsen family's vacation villa is far away from urban areas and towns. Even under the repeated urging of the old white male boss to move forward at full speed, it still took 40 minutes to arrive.

"What the hell?!"

As soon as they drove into the villa, everyone was on armed alert. What they were greeted with was indeed a spear, but it was not what the old white male boss expected.

But they saw reporters arriving in helicopters in front of the villa, broadcasting reports on the ground and in the air at the same time.

The most troublesome situation occurred.

The troublesome media power stepped in.

The old white male boss had no choice but to get out of the car and break into the villa with his men despite the reporters' prodding and repeated explanations.

At this moment, the villa was quiet, with no movement at all.

But the heartbeat of the old white male boss almost skipped a beat, because traces of fierce exchanges of fire could be seen from time to time.

The heavily armed bodyguard fell to the ground.

The walls and decorations were smashed in many places.

There are also some places where there are obvious traces of violent explosions.

It's so tragic.

Jane turned pale.

This was her first time seeing such a big scene.

It feels like the battlefield is nothing more than this.

Chuck looked calm and stood next to Jane, watching the old white male boss command his subordinates to move inside step by step using standard tactics.

How do you say that: Safety first!

"clear!"

After searching the last place and calling out the safety reminder, the old white male boss breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and walked out from behind the bunker. He looked at the middle-aged man who was shot dead on the seat in the study with a pistol. Sighed.

The worst happened.

A billionaire with close ties to the Energy Department, a Wyoming oil tycoon, died in front of him.

The old white male boss subconsciously looked at Chuck and asked a classic question: "Dr. Wolfe, what do you think?"

"This is what professionals do."

Chuck said calmly, feeling very satisfied.

This younger brother was indeed very talented in being able to single-handedly wipe out all these armed men who were clearly well-prepared while still recovering from his injuries.

It's a pity that the Sexy Sage is too debuffed, otherwise it might not be able to compete with the real Punisher.

"..."

The old white male boss was speechless.

This is not nonsense!

If the murderers who can do this kind of thing are not professionals, then what is a professional?

"Sir!"

An FBI agent walked in with a panicked expression: "Go and see!"

"what happened again?"

The old white male boss said impatiently.

Things are already like this, how can it get worse?

"Reporters have heard the news and are now gathering outside the basement entrance behind the villa to go in and film interviews."

The FBI agent said urgently.

"Stop them! Don't let them in!"

The expression of the old white male boss changed, and while giving instructions, he hurried to the back of the villa.

As we all know, American houses generally have supporting basements, which are used to store old things that are not used temporarily and to take refuge in times of natural disasters.

There are just pros and cons.

Due to the growing demand for crime in the United States, basements in every home have suddenly become the best place to kidnap and imprison others. Most of the cases of perverted prisoners that have been reported are in basements, so much so that some places have directly introduced laws prohibiting the locking of basements. .

This is true for the basements of ordinary people's homes, let alone the basements of billionaires' vacation villas.

God knows how rich it is.

As soon as the old white male boss heard this, his scalp went numb, and he was deeply afraid of being photographed with something extraordinary, which would definitely add fuel to the fire.

After finally forcing a group of reporters outside the cordon, the old white male boss took a deep breath and asked his men to open the basement entrance door and break in in a tactical formation.

Jane and Chuck followed.

"Holy shit!"

"Farke!"

As soon as Jane entered, she heard uncontrollable exclamations from her colleagues in front of her. When she went down the stairs and walked into the basement, she was stunned. Then she couldn't control it even when she covered her mouth, so she leaned over and vomited. .

Chuck avoided Jane who was vomiting loudly and walked over.

However, I saw that the basement was indeed different from ordinary basements. Going down the stairs was a long corridor. Under the lights, there were rows of glass display cabinets on both sides of the corridor, making people feel like they were in a scary wax man museum.

Chuck continued to walk forward and walked through the long corridor. At the end was a bifurcated corridor that formed a T shape with the corridor. There were still rows of glass display cabinets on both sides.

156!

Chuck, who is most keen on numbers, immediately had this number in his mind.

What is extremely evil?

If the owner of the villa lying on his back in the study room after being shot in the forehead could still speak, these words would be truly appropriate for the situation.

Compared with his billionaire father, Matt Olson, who frequently killed five people in a dispute of temper, was indeed just a child.

"Agent Aaron Hotchner?"

The calm voice of the old white male boss suddenly sounded in the basement, but when he looked at the miserable and terrifying basement, his face turned pale at first, then he picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number and said a few words, then he looked much calmer and faced his subordinates. With an inquiring look, he said seriously: "I have notified the BAU detectives in charge. They will arrive soon. This matter is no longer under our control. We just need to seal off the scene before they arrive."