"Suspicious target found." Selina reminded.

Luke looked at the surveillance footage, and a Chevrolet SUV parked on the west side of the venue was marked by Selena.

The Chevrolet neither entered nor left the parking lot, but it was a little far from the entrance to the parking lot, and people would not usually be there.

This distance is outside the dangerous range of the X bomb in the parking lot.

At the same time, the drone also detected that the car had been modified, isolated from heat source detection, and the film on the window was also dark black, and the people inside were completely invisible.

Luke turned in his head, and said, "Look for two groups of patrol officers at once, look over the people in the car, and let our guys be more vigilant, and be careful that the people in the car fire directly."

It doesn't matter if Chevrolet escapes, the police like to turn their backs on their suspects.

Although it's a bit of an idea to do so, but in the current crisis, it's better to make a point of oolong than to let go of clues.

The specifications of this concert are extremely high, and the police force mobilized by the police station is also large.

Luke waited quietly outside the field. Within two minutes, two patrol police cars wow wowah rushed towards the suspicious Chevrolet on the west road.

He frowned: Selena and Nugget were on the police car.

"Wait for the patrol officer to come over and check. You can pull a gun at the side of the car to warn you. Don't come forward," he told Selena.

In this case, it is not wise for the police officers to approach the opponent's vehicle collectively, staggering the position and forming a siege posture, which will have greater pressure on the personnel inside Chevrolet.

The positions of the two patrol police cars were also particular.

The two police cars were behind one another, and the front car was blocked directly in front of the Chevrolet.

The rear car turned suddenly after passing the Chevrolet, and after passing around the Chevrolet car, it formed a posture of pinching back and forth.

Police cars with traffic jams off the road, about seven or eight meters from the Chevrolet SUV.

The police car at the end of the traffic jam stopped at the edge of the appearance, and the two cars were staggered from front to back.

Chevrolet's police car came down from the two patrol officers. They got the command of Selena. They did not step forward, opened the front door directly as a cover, and raised the gun.

The weapon in their hands was M4A1, not a pistol.

Selina used the staggered position of the police car and Chevrolet, leaning quickly against the rear of the car, with a Remington shotgun just coming from other police officers.

Within a distance of more than ten meters, the deterrent power of this gun is greater than that of a rifle.

The two patrolmen who came down from the police car at the front of Chevrolet did not step forward, also hiding behind the front door with a gun.

The co-pilot yelled after exposing the microphone: "LAPD, the people on the license plate xxxxxx Chevrolet listen. Please raise your hands immediately, slowly open the door, get out of the car, and undergo a clinical inspection."

The two on Chevrolet stared at each other, both frowning.

After only a brief silence, the middle-aged white man on the co-pilot said, "Get out of the car."

Young white driver looks calm: "Are you okay?"

The middle-aged man replied indifferently: "Oh, don't worry, don't we just come to investigate!"

The young man no longer said much, and got off the car.

Facing the muzzles of several guns, the two looked very calm, making the patrolmen's hearts tight and immediately shouting, "Get down, hold your head with your hands, and lie on the ground."

The middle-aged man laughed and opened a police badge wallet in his slightly raised hand: "FBI, what can I do for you? Police officer."

The patrol officers stunned, and the two in the back car even rushed towards Selena involuntarily.

Selina looked as usual, her attention remained focused, and her muzzle did not mean to move away from the two men.

She is still a knee-breaker in Los Angeles. Isn't she also wearing a LAPD badge to perform her duties?

But with this episode, the patrol officers finally went up to one person, looked at the credentials of the two in turn, and even checked the number of the credentials through the main station. No problems were found.

The patrol officer was a little embarrassed, but still asked, "Agent Garrett, Agent Ward, how are you. Can you ask, what are you doing here?"

The middle-aged man still had that kind of indifferent smile, and took back the badge of the police badge: "We are investigating the case, you know the specific case."

The patrol officer certainly understands.

Local police do not like the FBI to interfere in their own cases. Of course, the FBI also does not like the local police to point their own cases at random.

Unless necessary, the details of their respective work will certainly not be explained to each other.

The patrolman came back and showed a questioning look at Selina.

She just nodded slightly and waited for the police car in front to turn around before she put away the shotgun and sat back in the police car.

As the two patrol police cars left, the middle-aged man said with interest: "Noticing that the police detective?"

Young man: "The one who keeps pointing his gun at us?"

The middle-aged person pulled the door of the car and sat up: "This woman is the commander of these police officers, and she is very alert. If she wants to clear these policemen just now, she will definitely ask We fired, so don't be impulsive. "

"If I had just started, I would kill her immediately." The young man closed the door ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and said calmly.

Middle-aged people shrugged: "But that risk would be great and not necessary, right?"

At this time, the text message prompt sounded, and he took out the phone and looked at it, and stunned: "Huh?"

Young man: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man frowned: "The start-up instruction has been issued, but no operating signal has been received there. Look at the monitoring at Basel."

The young man operated on the center console, and a display screen appeared ... it was completely dark.

"No picture, the monitoring on X bomb failed?" The young man frowned.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and was about to say something, and saw a Ford van driving at a slow speed from the parking lot, then stopped on the side of the road opposite, no movement.

The van is now facing the Chevrolet with the front windows just flush.

Although both sides had black films on the windows to make them invisible to each other, the three people in the two cars were indeed looking at each other.

On Chevrolet, the faces of the two men became a little black and then a little green.

The middle-aged man quickly turned in his mind for a moment, and said, "The plan is cancelled and retreated."

The young man was also in gear immediately, but after waiting for more than ten seconds, he drove the car on the road, gradually accelerated as a normal person drove away from the Ford van.

Seeing that the van did not move further in the rearview mirror, the two breathed out involuntarily.

Others don't know what's on that Ford van, they're clear.

The X bomb on the van was made by the young man himself, and the middle-aged man passed it to a certain organization.

The short message received by the middle-aged man just now is that another person responsible for launching the X bomb is notifying them that the timing start command of the X bomb has been issued.