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Luke: "nypd."
This is a family that must be reported. Although he reversed the order of putting a gun to someone's head and reporting the family, he still reported the family in the end.
The middle-aged man who was choked by him was obviously stunned for a moment: "nypd?"
Luke: "Tell me, who is inside?"
The middle-aged man suddenly said loudly: "dea! We are agents of dea. My ID is in my chest pocket. You can take a look."
The voices in room 6b suddenly became quiet. Luke frowned, with the gun still pressed against the back of his head. He released his left hand from holding the man's neck, touched his chest a few times, and found a police badge.
Just by taking a glance, he knew it was true.
But whether these "dea agents" are real or fake is unknown.
Or, it would be more troublesome if they were really agents.
The middle-aged man who was holding the gun against him felt his neck being released, and immediately said: "We are carrying out a secret arrest mission. I am Blas Bolton, and there are my colleagues inside."
The words were still loud.
Luke narrowed his eyes, vaguely understanding what was going on.
With the words of Brass Bolton, someone in the room finally spoke: "We are from DEA, who is outside? Brass."
Blas quickly shouted: "It's a police officer from the NYPD."
And just as he was speaking, Luke had already withdrawn his gun and retreated to the stairs.
He couldn¡¯t trust the group of DE agents in the room at all.
Finally, a man poked his head out of the door and took a quick look outside.
After confirming that only Blas was at the door, he quickly poked his head out again and looked at Luke: "Man, what are you doing? It's not a good idea to point a gun at a colleague."
Luke smiled, but his expression did not change: "I'm sorry, I received a notification of a fierce gun battle here, but you didn't show your police badge."
Even so, the muzzle of the gun in his hand was still pointed at the door of 6b.
The other party¡¯s expression was obviously not good-looking.
Luke was even more aware of the panic underneath the seemingly calm appearance of the man who spoke to him at the door. There was someone behind him quietly explaining how to deal with his words.
The movement in the room became louder again.
After Luke said this, he walked a little further down the stairs so that most of his body was hidden below the ground level.
He then took out his phone and dialed the information center at the headquarters.
Luke reported his identity and police number, explaining the situation here. The headquarters said that the patrol would arrive in five minutes at most.
There was constant movement in room 6b, and Luke's keen hearing and brain reflexes continued to capture the sporadic information in the other party's language.
"What should I do with this thing?"
"McGee, you can take it out later. If it is discovered, say it is a seized illegal drug."
"What about here? How do you explain the child's body?"
"think it yourself."
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It was said to be five minutes, but it still took fifteen minutes before two police patrol cars arrived downstairs.
Luke showed his police badge to the four nypd patrol officers who went upstairs, identified himself, told them about the situation there, and then led them to the door of room 6b.
The patrol officers stood on both sides, holding guns in their hands, and began to shout loudly: "NYPD, people inside, listen, put down your weapons and come out to show your ID, otherwise we have reason to maintain reasonable suspicion against you."
It was quiet for a moment, and finally four people came out one after another.
They did not have guns in their hands, but they just put them back in their holsters. Everyone had a DEA police badge on their body or hand.
An eagle with spread wings stands on the police badge in an octagonal circle, which can be distinguished from the NYPD police badge at a glance.
The patrol officer stepped forward, checked the police badges and IDs one by one, and nodded to Luke.
Luke was not surprised either.
The identities of these DEA agents are real, but only they know best what they are doing here.
Luke almost knows it, but there are some things that cannot be accused without solid evidence.
While the patrol officer was communicating with several DEA agents, he stepped into the room.
There was the body of a short, fat man lying near the door, but there were six bullet holes in his back and a long bloodstain behind him caused by crawling.
Avoiding all traces of blood, heAfter walking two steps, a young girl was shot in the back and died at the end of the passage on the right.
Luke looked silent, took two steps, and looked towards the bathroom with the open door on the right.
A woman was wearing headphones and soaking in the bathtub. There was a big hole in her chest. The water in the bathtub had turned red with blood, and there were large red water stains on the ground.
Luke sneered in his heart: A woman taking a bath listening to headphones in the bathtub needs to be shot through the chest with a shotgun? Swat is not so rough when facing empty elements.
After a few glances, he took a few more steps and saw another body appear at a passage intersection.
Luke's face darkened.
This is a little boy, at most four or five years old, who has been shot in the chest and is out of breath.
Except for the man at the door, the three people who died here were all unarmed women and children.
These dea are crazy!
After pausing for a moment, he determined the direction of the bullet that hit the little boy and walked into another room.
This room is a mess, with bullet holes everywhere, not caused by any kind of gun.
This should be the location where the fierce exchange of fire occurred as mentioned by the police call.
Lying at the door was the body of a man in a plaid shirt. The smell on his body showed that he had a lot of contact with several other people. This should be the dea group.
The dead in the room were just these five people.
The person who died at the door should be the male owner of the family, the person in the bathtub is the female owner, and the young girl and the little boy are the children of this family.
Scanning the room, his eyes fell on a picture frame.
It was a photo of the dead young girl and the little boy, but in the lower middle, there was a silhouette of the photo taped there.
That was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old.
When Luke looked at the situation in the room, a middle-aged man in a beige suit was also looking at him, with a smile on his face: "Detective, this is our case."
Luke lowered his gaze to him. This time, he didn't even have a polite smile on his face. He just said lightly: "Two minors have died here. Your dea's method of handling cases is to conduct an empty cloth attack." Or a massacre?¡±
The face of the man in the suit changed: "Who do you think traffickers are? Are you a devout believer and that's all you need to pray in the church every day? They will take out their guns at any time and shoot you to death."
He raised his finger and pointed at the body of the man in the flowery shirt at the door, and yelled: "One of my guys died, and you're just making sarcastic remarks? Oh, by the way, did you see that that damn fat guy also broke the labor-management system?" Suit!" He gestured with his left shoulder.
There was indeed a shot there.
However, Luke could tell that the shot was not completely fired, and was only grazed by one or two projectiles. Otherwise, this guy's left arm would have been unable to move.
He nodded: "As long as you are happy." He turned around and left. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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