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    But Sergeant John McClain was extremely calm. He just stretched out his hands to press his eye sockets, as if to make himself more awake.

    Dustin breathed a sigh of relief: it was indeed the immortal Xiao Qiang McClane.  Only Luke among his men can overwhelm himwell, maybe not.

    Luke is actually very thin-skinned. If he were to go out on the street like John is doing now, he might turn his back on him.

    With this in mind, he waved his hand, and Connie and Joe stepped forward to hang up the last piece of "equipment" for John.

    ¡°When you get off the bus, we will be two blocks away, ready to pick you up at any time.¡± Dustin warned.

    John paused in his yawning and widened his eyes: "Huh? Dustin, this is great. What are you trying to do? Two blocks away, are you kidding me?"

    Dustin¡¯s face was full of seriousness: ¡°That¡¯s what ¡°Simon¡± wants. If you don¡¯t do what he says, he will cause another subway station explosion.¡±

    John opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a moment.

    Dustin smiled bitterly: "There are people from the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security who are in contact with us. They will also help and won't let anything happen to you."

    John sneered: "Of course, no one will listen to that Gou Simon after I die. Who is this guy? Why is he targeting me?"

    Everyone in the car, even Billy who was driving in front, was silent: Why are you being targeted? Don¡¯t you have a beep number in your heart?  You've only been on duty for eleven days this month, and you've already killed two gangsters. It's normal for anyone to target you!

    Only Dustin patiently explained: "We don't know, but he said it must be you. So now we can only do it to buy time, search for clues, and find this guy."

    John¡¯s face was full of sarcasm: ¡°Wow, it feels good to be needed. Isn¡¯t my compulsory leave only two days away?¡±

    Dustin: "Actually, there's only one day left, today, and now the vacation is cancelled."

    John: "congratulations. You and that Gou Simon teamed up to ruin my best "vacation."

    Everyone was silent again.

    Dustin, who was compared with "Gou Simon", was not angry either.

    If he were in John's current position, the word "gou" would never be given to Simon only.

    John vented his anger and was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Okay, I feel good."

    After saying that, he pushed open the rear door of the logistics vehicle, looked at the sky outside, took a deep breath, and walked out.

    Two large wooden boards bolted together were placed on his body and hung there one behind the other, making his movement inconvenient.

    Dustin finally said: "As requested, we will pick you up in fifteen minutes."

    John smiled bitterly and nodded: "Don't worry, I will be beaten to death on the street in five minutes at most."

    Everyone was silent again, and only Dustin said: "Let's go, Billy."

    Billy, who was driving, flicked the steering wheel, and the logistics vehicle turned around and sped away, leaving only John standing alone on the street.

    An old black lady came from the opposite side, her eyes always resting on the wooden board on his chest. Her expression was a little angry and a little sighing, but she didn't say anything in the end.

    John felt bitter in his heart and stood helplessly at the street intersection, looking around.

    The sidewalk at this intersection is empty, and not even a car is parked on the street.

    The afternoon sun slanted down, illuminating everything on this street.

    Wearing only a pair of men's boxer briefs and two wooden boards, Sergeant John stood at the intersection of the street, extremely eye-catching.

    I saw three words written from top to bottom with black spray paint on the white wooden board, namely "i", "hate", and "niggers".

    And more than twenty meters away, a group of young African Americans were playing music, dancing and having fun on the roadside.

    John swallowed and felt that he should have brought a bottle of water just now. It could also relieve the dryness of his mouth.

    During this period of nervous suffering, a tall black man walked out of the store across the street. He walked quickly across the street and stood not far from John with an inexplicable look on his face.

    Pushing up the tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of his nose, frowning and staring at the three words on the wooden board on John's chest, the tall black man said, "Good afternoon, sir."

    John looked at the other person¡¯s height of almost 1.9 meters, and then looked at his own height of just over 1.8 meters, and thought to himself, ¡°Good afternoon.¡±

    The tall black man looked at his expression and felt that something might not be right.?That's what I think.

    Although it is indeed abnormal to stand on the street wearing only underwear, this person does not look like a complete psychopath.

    He couldn't help but ask: "Sir, have you encountered any problems? But even if you can't think about it, there is no need to commit suicide in this way, right?"

    John: "Maybe some people want me to be "suicided"."

    ??Tall black man: ¡°What?¡±

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    In the logistics vehicle, Dustin didn¡¯t say anything. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message: John is already at the place. Have you found anything over there?

    Luke, who had just left the second subway station in Brooklyn, did not reply immediately. Instead, he saw the information projected by the cochlear on the polarizer, and then asked Selina to send a message.

    Dustin looked at this reply and felt a little more at ease.

    Luke has already started investigating, and he said that if he has a few clues, then there is a real clue.

    Regarding what Luke said, Dustin has his own judgment.

    If you say no, it means no.

    If there is any progress or clue, it will not be small.

    And generally, criminals for whom he finds "a little clue" will basically end up soon, either dead or caught.

    The only thing that worries Dustin is that the criminals this time are not ordinary gangs, but unscrupulous elements.

    The real problem in dealing with such people is often not catching them.

    Catching people is probably the first step to solving the problem.

    Like this time, they have to find out how many back-ends this group of empty-handed elements have deployed in New York.

    ¡°Otherwise, if one suspicious point is missed, another subway station explosion may occur.

    Thinking in his mind, he finally said: "Is there any news from the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security? What are they trying to do, are they pretending to be dead?"

    Connie shook her head: "Boss, there is no news, but I have asked several times about our harvest."

    Dustin rubbed his forehead, knowing not to think too beautifully of human nature.

    For most people, the sooner this case ends today, the better.

    But for some at the FBI and Homeland Security, it would be best if this case ended in their hands.

    If something big happens, it will be the responsibility of the NYPD, FBI, and Department of Homeland Security.

    If everyone fails to play a good role, then everyone is responsible.

    "Compared with the merits of solving such a shocking case, the humanity of some people can be completely put aside.

    Dustin didn¡¯t have this idea, but he couldn¡¯t stop the other two parties from having this idea.

    What made him even more helpless was that it happened by such a coincidence.

    ¡°If he hadn¡¯t broken up with Brad a few days earlier, how could Brad have helped a little bit.

    But after talking to Luke that day, he clearly rejected Brad's request to give up.

    Now, Brad got a call from Brad, asking him to solve the case as soon as possible, without mentioning anything else.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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