Sha Qing

Ep10 cliffside choice

"You want to release Clyde Brandy right away?" Female agent Tia raised her voice in the conference room of the FBI's Ohio office building, and her beautiful face was filled with disapproval.

"Since he is innocent, we can't hold him all the time." Leo answered calmly with his arms on the metal table.

"But, as Bi Qing said, if he is released, the killer is likely to make another shot in the short term."

"Then protect the target population. We can focus scattered targets to a certain point, so that we can strengthen the protection and ensure the personal safety of the target."

"How to focus?"

"For example, I can give Clyde a hint that someone on the campus who did not agree with him reported him. The bitch's revenge is strong, and he will definitely get angry with that person after being released, causing extremely strong The conflict completely attracted the murderer's sight to him alone. "

"You want to ... use an innocent citizen as a bait to seduce the murderer!" Tia looked at Leo incrediblely, as if she really knew him at this moment, "Have you ever thought of the serious consequences of doing this? Once there is a loophole in our protection net-even a small pin tip may endanger his life! "

"Then protect him thoroughly! Put the most advanced signal transmitter and monitor on him, monitor closely for 24 hours, use rubber bullets when arresting, in short, use everything we can think of!" Au slightly raked his hair with his fingers. "This is a great opportunity. Missing this time, the school serial killer is likely to escape from our eyes and dodge again for a while. Then the victim But there is more than one person! "

"Of course I know this is a good opportunity, but it does not mean that we must take advantage of this opportunity! We have other ways to seize that scum, not necessarily to bet on the safety of an innocent person!" Tia was aggressively Roaring, he turned to Rob and yelled, "Why don't you use your voting right yet? Let's go two to one and let Leo's proposal go to hell!"

"Uh, actually," Rob snorted. "I think Leo's method is quite feasible."

"——You guys who are embarrassed!" Tia glanced angrily at the table and made a loud muffled sound. "Rio, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! I thought you were rigid and rigid. This textbook, it looks like you are an unscrupulous asshole! Asshole! "

Leo looked at her with a pair of dark blue eyes, calm and indifferent, and said slowly, "I really do whatever I can, as long as the only purpose can be achieved-to bring all criminals to justice. If you can give more construction Sexual opinions, instead of ranting words here, I will consider whether to change the decision, now, you say. "

Tia seemed to be choked by a foreign body, and there was no sound. She turned her attention to the oldest agent present: "Doctor ..."

The silver-haired old man raised his head from the data room and raised the lens on the tip of the nose: "I said earlier, I'm a technician, and only provide technical reference opinions, you still have to take action decisions. Otherwise, you Voting decision? "

"No need!" Tiyao said, "I give up my objection, but reserve the right to report and impeach to headquarters in the future."

"I agree," Leo said flatly.

Leaving out of the detention room of the Portland Police Department, Leo felt the roar of the second ancestor still echoing in his ear. He walked straight to the black Chevrolet SUV, firing and starting the car. Rob moved a few times in the front passenger seat, and finally couldn't help but say, "Are you sure to use that child ... I mean, the city police will definitely oppose it."

Leo said: "I didn't want him at all, and it would be troublesome to involve the police's family members. But you also saw it just now, but with a little hint, Clyde pointed his anger at Quentin, even the process of doubt. They are completely omitted, and they have risen directly to the conclusion. It can be seen that they have long been contradictory and full of hostility. Now even if I want to shift the target, the extreme son-in-law will not believe it. "

Rob sighed deeply, "I can't imagine it. Sheriff Trevi reacted after knowing it. He heard that he loved the only child very much, especially when his wife went out on vacation a few years ago, and it turned into a divorce. After the agreement. "

"Then don't let him know, since things are a foregone conclusion." Leo's expression on his face wearing sunglasses did not show fluctuations. "To go back to the special service team, I need at least ten people, two in the surveillance car, three Tracking protection, 24-hour shift. Before Clyde Brandy's release tomorrow, the GPS signal transmitter and monitor must be installed in place, staring Quentin to me, no mistakes can be made. "

"I'll go back and arrange it." Rob nodded.

The release of Clyde Brandy caused another wave in the local media. Debates over whether the police are lawless and whether the sons of parliamentarians are truly innocent can be seen everywhere in the newspapers, and television stations are rushing to play Jr. Under the guard's guard, he walked out from the gate of the police station and was bombed by numerous reporters collectively.

"I said that I didn't kill someone." The blond rich second generation still looked glamorous when he saw him again. "But this doesn't prevent me from paying tribute to the rose killer: Hi, good job, man! Come on! "He gestured recklessly towards the camera lens.

Beside the TV screens in the bars and the street windows, the spectators stopped making an angry hiss.

On the day after Clyde was released, another student battering occurred on the campus of the State University. The son of the city police and the son of the members of the parliament fought with their relatives and friends. The two sides were evenly matched. At least one side will be beaten with blood.

The school can no longer ignore it this time. In order to avoid the turmoil in the campus where the homicide has just occurred, the two leading students were suspended for three days after being punished, and parents were asked to take them home for ideological education.

On the fourth day, after school in the afternoon, Quentin met with friends and went to a nearby bar for fun. Six or seven college students, including Lei Zhe, were so drunk that one spit from the box all the way to the lobby. Lei Zhe was killed in the first place. He was stunned to go home, and turned dizzy and hit the floor-to-ceiling window. The companion had to call a taxi, stuffed him into the car, and told the driver his address.

In the blurred lights and twisting hot girl for more than an hour, Quentin received a call, and then walked to the outside of the nightclub. "What's the matter, Quentin?" A sober companion called behind him. The black boy shook his finger in the air and answered something, his voice was completely engulfed by the explosive electronic music in the nightclub.

"He probably wants to spit out," said another half-drunk boy. "It's okay, let's continue ..."

"Target left the bar, got into a car, and headed for State University." A FBI agent staring at the monitor screen wearing a headset in a large van said, "He took a call before leaving, but The surrounding noise is too loud to hear clearly in the monitor. "

"Keep an eye on him." Leo's voice came from the headset. "Keep a certain distance, but don't lose it, report at any time."

"Yes, sir." Several other voices in the channel answered at the same time.

In the middle of the night, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the university campus, Quentin got out of the car door, took a nap, and Jiu Jin faded a lot in the cool night wind. He walked for about twenty minutes, across a large open lawn, and into a lighted out stadium.

"Target enters area C10."

"Follow up. Be alert to emergencies and be prepared to fight."

"Roger that."

Entering the athlete's rest area, the young black man groped on the wall to find the light switch, and found that the lighting system seemed to be out of order. He drew his cell phone out of his pocket and shot it around with a miniature flashlight. There was a slight sound deep in the room: "Hi." Apparently someone was greeting and motioned for him to pass.

The listener sends a conversation to the monitoring device of the field vehicle:

"I thought you were going back early. What happened, so hurry to call me out?" A crackling sound, followed by the voice of the black boy complaining, "Hell, this place doesn't even have lights on, and there are too many mosquitoes ! "

"Don't worry about mosquitoes, they won't bother you soon. Listen, we have a better fun, much more fun than going to a club to drink and pick up girls." This is a male voice that sounds very young, Leo thinks A little familiar, but I can't remember where I heard it.

"What do you want to say?"

"You know, I faked Cheerleader's name today and left a note for Clyde. That's right, that blond bully, I bet Clyde dreamed of strangling between a pair of meat bombs."

"I foresee a good show, and then?"

"Then he came to the gym at the scheduled time and was going to a dying date-did you hear the knock in the locker room? I guess he was already impatient."

"Ha! Did you lock him in the locker room? Dude, you're a genius! I had long wanted to find a chance to **** this asshole!"

"Now this opportunity is coming, haven't you told anyone else?"

"Of course not, didn't you say on the phone that you wanted to keep it secret."

"Great. Come on, let's cover our faces first, the hood is in the backpack on the bench."

Then came the sound of footsteps. The black boy was walking towards the bench by the wall, bending over to pull the zipper on the backpack—

A sharp warning crossed his mind, Leo instantly tightened his heart, and slammed into the miniature headset while rushing over, "Act! Immediately!"

Following the three plainclothes detectives hidden behind the closet and the door, they rushed out and raised □□ and shouted, "Don't move! Raise your hands! FBI!"

At the moment when the agents were dispatched, the figure behind Quentin also made an action that caught him off guard, suddenly holding his throat with his sturdy left arm from behind. The murder weapon clenched in his right hand was strikingly visible in the searchlight of the flashlight-it was a cut, thin tree-thick baseball bat, and the hard, sharp tip glowed with a deadly waxy white.

Rubber bullets whistled out of the barrel. Although the light was dim, close-range shooting caused at least four or five bullets to hit non-critical parts of the attacker at the same time. The limbs seemed to be severely beaten by several iron rods. The severe pain accompanied by the loss of mobility caused the shot to be instantly paralyzed, and it fell to the ground and gave out a painful sob.

Leo clipped his hands to suppress him, handcuffed in steel, and quickly ended the five-day battle.

In the white light of the flashlight, federal agents saw his face clearly.

"It's you ... Leizhe Down," Leo spit out his name clearly, dark blue in his eyes, "the real murderer in the serial murder case on campus."

His slender eyebrows were stubbornly exposed from the hair, despite being covered by a messy, curly black hair, and he opened a stubborn grin against federal agents in persistent pain, without showing weakness In response, "Good evening, Leo, you arrived half an hour early."

"That's a shame. I always have a sense of time." Leo said coldly, commanding his men: "Read him the Miranda Manifesto, and then bring it in the car." As he walked past the almost scared black youth, he Added the sentence: "Return him to the city police station and return it to Officer Trevi. Tell him that the FBI appreciates his help."

"Let me out! I have claustrophobia ..." An agent opened the locker locker room in the rest area, and the blond young man yelling at the door rushed out of the room, "Damn, I have to kill you all This herd of hybrid pigs ... "

Leo grabbed his front pocket and raised it, "Boy, imagine: FBI was not set up, Quentin was killed in the school gym lounge. When people opened the door and found the terrible corpse, you just got from the blood on the ground. Wake up ... Is this scene exciting? "

Clyde gave a shudder, as if he realized: just a few minutes ago, he passed the greatest danger of his life, this deadly trap was enough to send him to the death penalty injection station!

"If this lesson doesn't make you learn to be low-key, next time remember to let Mr. Brandy hire a good lawyer for you." Leo scornfully loosened the collar of the second ancestor and turned out of the room.

Portland City Police Department.

"... You damn, asshole!" Extreme anger twisted the muscles on the black sheriff's face, and punched Leo with no consequence.

Leo's eyes clenched his wrists quickly, and he rushed to two FBI agents, holding down the sergeant who had lost his mind and started pulling his gun. Trevi struggled and roared angrily: "You dare, dare to take my son as a bait, and throw him under the butcher's butcher knife! I **** kill you!"

Leo stared slightly, staring at each other's bright police leather boots. The boot's head reflected the pale light of the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling, like a miserable piece of dreamland. Facing the wrath of his colleagues, his handsome and serious face remained unmoved, and his tone calmly said, "I'm sorry I didn't say hello to you beforehand, but this is the best opportunity to catch the killer. I can't just let it go, likewise As a law enforcer, I think you should understand. And I have taken protective measures to ensure the safety of your son. He was just a little scared and rested.

"Go to your mother's protective measures!" Trevi gritted his teeth. "That's my son. I will never allow him to be threatened with a life-threatening life! Instead of you, would you let your family stand by the cliff?"

"If you do, it will save the lives of more innocent people-yes." Leo answered without thinking.

"You bitch!" The black policeman burst into a curse. Before he struggled again, he was led by a group of city police to persuade him to leave the room.

Rob looked at his back, and his usual slick look seemed a little worried now.

"I think if your statement is euphemistic, maybe his response is not so intense." He whispered to his partner, "We all know that you have no better choice, we must release Clyde Bran Dee, it ’s the same day after day. The conflict between him and Quentin is inevitable, not today, but someday soon. Quentin would have a great possibility to be the murderer's next. Goal, you just use this established fact to catch the killer and do your best to protect the boy. From an objective and rational point of view, you are not wrong at all. But Leo, you must know a lot of people ——It should be said that the vast majority of people cannot always objectively and rationally treat problems, especially those that are very important to themselves. "

When you find such a thing, and then face the same multiple choice question, you will not give a positive answer without thinking like today. Rob added in his heart, then patted his partner's shoulder comfortably.

Leo glanced at him, a confused glimmer flashed under his eyes, and soon disappeared under the deep dark blue sea. "I'm going to the interrogation room to pry open that guy's mouth, are you coming?" He asked his partner routinely.

"I thought I could open a bottle of champagne to celebrate, and then take a good rest for a night—" said Rob depressedly. "To reward us, we have caught another serial killer."

"Do you know how many serial killers are currently active in the United States based on estimates from the headquarters?"

"How much?" Rob asked.

"About 300," Leo replied. "How many victims do you think are sending desperate calls for help while we are resting?"

"Okay, okay, we don't need to take a break, and it's enough to replace with a lithium battery." Rob raised his hands in despair and fell again under the justice aura of the black-haired detective.

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