Chapter 11811181【Skilled in destroying traces】

Gin did not turn into the alley and disappear silently as planned.

He continued to move forward when he passed the fork in the road, pretending to be a passerby and silently passed by the policeman. Then he suddenly pulled out the gun on the policeman, turned it to live ammunition, and fired one shot.

 The bullet entered diagonally below the policeman's head and exited from the other side. Various bodily fluids splashed all over his colleagues.

 Everything happened so fast, as natural as breathing.

The policeman who was still alive was startled and hurriedly reached for his gun. Before he could touch the handle of the gun, a black muzzle appeared in front of his eyes. However, before the gunfire rang out, Police Officer No. 2 suddenly received a sharp knife blow on his neck. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Belmode knocked the person unconscious from behind. She saw the gun in Gin's hand and frowned: "Don't kill them all, this is in a 'game'. Maybe they have key clues, and they have to leave one behind." .”

Gin sneered coldly, lowered the muzzle of the gun, and looked down upon her previous reminder: "If I really wanted to kill him, do you think you could have stopped me just now?"

"..." Jiang Xia was silent for a moment, silently moved a step to the side, avoiding the blood that slowly flowed to his feet, and did not express any opinion.

 Judging from the look and attitude just now, the police NPC in this world is obviously not as friendly to "Detective Jiang Xia" as the police in the real world, but they really regard him as a target for arrest.

Although they said it was "suspected of murder," only when the suspicion reached a certain level would they just torture the person away without asking any questions and with Jiang Xia's friendly cooperation.

At this time, even if you really enter the police station, you may not be able to get much key information. Moreover, the game is different from reality, and it is impossible to really waste so many days in the game. Plus the background sound that suddenly sounded just now...

 The theme of “game” this time is already quite obvious.

 —You must obtain clues to the case while evading police pursuit, and piece together the truth while escaping.

Jiang Xia: "..." From this point of view, the choice of the two colleagues in black was not wrong.

I don’t know whether they came to the same conclusion after analysis, or whether they instinctively felt that this was the easiest way to do it, so they took action directly.

 …

Beside them, the two accomplices in black had just made a dead man, but their emotions obviously did not fluctuate at all. It was as natural as if they had just kicked open a door blocking the way.

Gin lowered his head to check the gun in his hand, and there was a hint of disgust that could not be concealed in his eyes: "New Southern M60...an old piece of trash." He looked like he missed his Beretta very much.

Jiang Xia: "..." That's not what you said when you drove that antique car on the road...

But after all, this is still a gun.

 Hands of dissatisfied with the gin, he put it away honestly.

 …

 On the other side, Belmode had already crouched down. She rummaged over the two fallen police officers and quickly found the handcuff keys and another gun.

She checked the position of the gun wheel, put the gun behind her waist, shook off the blood on the key, stood up, took Jiang Xia's hand, and skillfully unlocked the handcuffs.

Jiang Xia lowered her head and looked at Bermod's skillful movements. While putting the handcuffs he took off into his pocket, he asked casually: "Are you often arrested? Or do you often appear as a police officer?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that Belmode had actually carried handcuffs with him before, and frantically tried to use them on innocent high school students, and he fell silent. Belmod raised the corners of his lips and smiled, and was about to say mysteriously, "This is a secret." But before she spoke, the Riddler Anonymous who just kept saying "secret" appeared in her mind and stole countless lines from her.

"..." Belmode's face darkened, and she felt that the line was boring for a moment. She shook her head and did not speak.

 …

The surrounding streets are quiet and empty. There are no other people yet, but you can see some tall buildings in the distance, and there may be people a few streets away.

In addition, since there are already two policemen here, there may be other policemen around, and the gunfire just now may attract others. The three of them tacitly decided not to stay any longer and left the scene as soon as possible.

Of course, there are skills in how to walk.

 In this regard, two outlaws seem to have more experience than a law-abiding detective.

Gin turned to look at the dusty office building next to him. He had noticed when the shooting started: when the gunfire rang out, there was no one looking curiously behind the windows of the building, and no one opened the door in the corridor on the first floor - there should be no one in this office building.

Gin then hit the window lock on the side of the building with the **** of his gun, opened the window with a bang, turned over on the window sill, and landed in the corridor of the building.

Jiang Xia understood instantly. He turned to look at the knocked unconscious policeman on the ground, avoided the blood on his body, picked up the man and handed it to the gin behind the window.

Gin Jiu picked up the man's collar and quickly pulled him in.

At almost the same time, Belmode also easily carried the policeman's body, casually wrapped his bleeding head with his coat, and carried the body into the building.

 Suddenly, there was only a slightly dirty blood stain left on the street ground just now.

Soon, the pool of blood disappeared.

Gin walked a few steps deeper into the corridor, opened the cabinet door of the fire hydrant on the wall, swung out the water pipe and connected the gun head. The hose extended to the window they climbed in just now.

 Soon, a column of water under pressure shot out from the nozzle, accurately washing over the blood stain.

 Blood mixed with water and flowed into the roadside drainage ditch. It quickly merged with the sewage and disappeared without a trace.

The street no longer looked as **** as before, but there was just a trace of water. It seems that it has suddenly been downgraded from a "murder scene" to a "vehicle leaking scene" or "a scene of unscrupulous owners splashing water on the street"...

 In short, a dull person might not immediately think that a bad incident of resisting arrest and assaulting the police had just occurred here.

It is obviously not the first time that the people in black have done this kind of thing of destroying corpses and destroying traces.

As soon as Gin finished washing the ground with the nozzle, Belmod pulled a dusty tablecloth from nowhere and covered it with the window as a curtain.

Almost as soon as he finished doing this, a couple poked their heads out from the street corner and followed the sound and came running to watch.

They didn't actually recognize the sound of gunshots just now. They just heard some movement here, and they happened to be passing by this area, so they simply took a detour, curious to see what happened here.

 The woman among them looked at the ground and wondered, "Where did the water come from?"

   Thank you Lili Lili Bahba Pei for the reward~

　　

　　

 (End of this chapter)