Two minutes later!
Accompanied by a whooshing sound and the helicopter that once again delivered the searchlight, it finally arrived at the scene.
but……
Under searchlights.
Sheriff George Stacey stood with a frown on his face.
Very lonely.
"George!"
"George!"
Chief Kate Beckett of the 21st Precinct of the New York Police Department, the closest to here, rushed to the scene with two subordinates and a heavily armed SWAT team.
George looked back: "Kate."
Kate walked over and her eyes fell on the fire fox lying quietly on the ground. He was shot once in the chest, once in the palm, and once in the knee. He was too dead to die.
"Where are the others?"
"Ran."
"What?"
George turned to Kate and said, "Where's the blue pickup truck?"
Kate shook her head: "The car drove into the river, and the search team has passed."
But the hope is not high.
fear……
The entire New York Police Department is probably going to stay up all night tonight.
Kate and George looked at the corpse of Firefox, and such a thought came to their minds.
How long has it been since Manhattan has seen such a scene of a chase and gunfight in broad daylight? Let alone the New York Police Department, tonight, even the mayor of New York would have trouble sleeping with his little lover in his arms.
after awhile.
As most of the police officers entered, after George finished speaking to Kate, he looked somewhere.
That's where Locke left.
Just now, George really didn't dare to gamble!
He is a policeman, and what is right is right and what is wrong is wrong. However, when Locke threatened the life of the police officer on the scene just now, he felt that he could no longer adhere to this principle.
even……
George understood very well that just now, when Locke fired two shots and blew out the windshield of the nearest helicopter, he was actually telling him something very clear.
Locke could break the glass with precision without even looking. Naturally, he could also blow the pilot's head off with one shot.
As for why Locke didn't do it.
Very simple.
He is a sin hunter.
but……
"This is a lynching!"
George stared at the body of Firefox, which was covered with white cloth and was about to be carried back to the station for further autopsy, and clenched his fists: "I will definitely catch you, Sin Hunter!"
Chuchuchu!
Locke, who was walking in a small alley, raised his eyebrows as he looked at the helicopter passing overhead.
It seems that George is not so stubborn.
Locke had this in mind. He turned around and left after asking George if he dared to bet. He was already mentally prepared to send George on his way.
But I didn’t think about it…
But that's right.
If George was really stubborn, he would not have thought that Spider-Man was a lynching executioner from the beginning and then thought that Spider-Man was pretty good.
wrong.
Locke raised an eyebrow.
George should have always thought that Spider-Man was just a guy who abused lynching to cause trouble, but it was because of his daughter Gwen and Gwen that he chose to help Spider-Man. He even thought about sacrificing himself for Gwen, just to let others know. Spider-Man stayed away from his daughter.
But Spider-Man is obviously not a guy who keeps his promises.
George sacrificed his life, but lost the bet, and moreover, he lost all his money.
What does this mean?
Betting on dogs will lead to a good death!
fine.
I never liked probability!
Locke took out the tracking card from the inventory. This card was also purchased at a 10% discount from the "Treasure Refresh Coupon".
If not for time constraints, Locke would not have used it.
After all, life is not easy, and earning some achievement points is even more difficult.
It was obvious from the beginning that Locke had made up his mind, except for the products with a 10% discount, to save all achievement points in order to buy a god status as soon as possible.
but……
After all this time, I still haven’t saved much money.
The original price of this "Tracking Card" is one thousand achievement points. After a discount, it will be worth one hundred achievement points.
Locke has only used it once, but the experience was very good.
"It's easy for you, cross."
"System, use the tracking card!"
"Cross Carlos!"
"Used successfully"
moment.
A picture similar to an online game map appeared in Locke's mind, in which a red dot flashed.
This red dot is Cross Carlos, where the cross is.
"Yo!"
Locke raised his eyebrows: "You've been hiding so far in such a short time. Good guy, are you teleporting? Wait, I'm coming to find you."
Say it.
Locke's eyes turned to a tattooed man who was driving in a small alley and seemed to be sitting and trading with someone.
The tattooed man looked at Locke, who was walking from the alley not far away, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at..."
The tattooed man didn't dare to say the last word.
Nothing else.
A gun was put to his head.
"get off."
"You fucking know..."
"boom!"
One minute later.
A mediocre blue car drove out of the alley. The large trash can in the alley was shaking. It was not known how long or when it would take until someone discovered the two drug-trafficking dogs inside.
"Punishment mission completed: "Achievement Points*200", "Potential Points*200""
"good."
Locke threw several bags of garbage out of the window on the passenger side: "I almost forgot that I still had pocket money."
When he was in Texas, Locke had never thought about earning achievement points through daily tasks like this, but after persisting for two days, Locke chose to give up.
Put it this way.
Locke doesn't have the prerequisites to be a superhero.
He is lazy!
In this world, bad guys are endlessly killed. Wherever there are people, there must be all kinds of bad guys. Locke is not that hard-working. He works hard 24/7 to build webs like a spider.
At this moment.
The cross is located in a safe house in a Brooklyn neighborhood.
As a qualified killer, and also the former number one killer of the Brotherhood, it is natural that there is such a thing as a safe house.
Even if it is the kind of killer who does international business, not to mention each city, but the major cities all have their own safe houses.
Locke also has a safe house.
but……
Locke has just arrived in New York, and the safe house in Texas is gathering dust there. The safe house in New York is still being found.
Wesley didn't.
After all, Wesley is just a tool trained to deal with crosses. He doesn't even know what "One Hundred Things a Killer Needs to Know" is, let alone a safe house.
"Snapped!"
Cross pressed his hands with exposed veins and growled at Wesley: "I am your father!"
Wesley, who was tied to the chair, took a sip and said, "Bah, you are the one who is in the same group as Wushuang."
Cross took a deep breath.
at this time.
The doorbell rings!
Ding dong!
"Check the water meter!"
"..."
