117 Human Evil

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Jimmy did not go to the front door. There were two police officers and a K9 there, which was enough to deal with. He still guarded the side door to prevent the people inside from jumping over the wall and escaping through the back door.

After a while, the LRPD superintendent brought two people over. The situation had been stated on the intercom before. If he called his superiors over, he would take the blame. After reporting it to the police, they were ready to open the door and go in.

After the superintendent arrived, LRPD police officers were already in position on both sides of the door. There were now 5 people and 1 dog at the front door. It shouldn't be a big problem to deal with one person inside the house. Jimmy observed carefully and saw that the person standing did not have anything in his hand. Weapons, and no obvious raised gun shape was found on the body.

When the police officer reached out to open the door through the broken glass, the person inside suddenly threw himself on the sofa, then took out a gun from the sofa and fired three shots at the door.

The LRPD officer who opened the door was accidentally shot in the arm. People on both sides of the door ducked back. The officer near the door also fired several blind shots at the door after the injured officer stepped back. Not to hit the people inside, just to suppress it and give the officers time to retreat and reorganize.

"Officer shot, police officer shot, 350 West 35th Street, patrol officer called for backup."

The surrounding area is still under police blockade, and it is impossible to directly ask everyone to come to support. It has not yet been determined whether the fugitive is in the house.

The police officers who were in search mode rushed to support after hearing the news. Jimmy kept observing the situation inside. The people in the bedroom did not move and were always sitting on the bed leaning against the bed. This was very wrong. Someone shot. He should at least hide or lie down on the bed, or roll under the bed and hide.

The current state of the mind's eye is still a picture composed of black and gray lines. There is no way to clearly know the state of the people inside, and Jimmy cannot directly inform the police officer in front of the state of the room.

The suspect inside was still on the sofa, aiming at the front door. He was lying on the sofa. If the curtains on the window were not opened, people outside would not be able to pinpoint his position. This was the advantage. As long as he guarded the door, no one outside would be able to locate him. The police can't get in.

The injured LRPD officer at the front door had been taken to the side to stop the bleeding in his arm. A small hole was shot directly through his arm. Judging from the wound, it was a small-caliber .22 bullet. It was not a big problem as long as he was sent to the hospital in time. .

Among the police officers who arrived later, some were carrying bulletproof shields in the car. After the superintendent made arrangements, he directly asked people to carry the shields in front. Others were on both sides of the door. Two police officers were behind the shields, preparing to storm the main entrance.

The police officer who just reached out to open the door did not open the door. The police officer behind the shield did not intend to open the door normally. He fired a single-head bullet at the door lock with a shotgun, partially blowing open the lock.

With bulletproof shields in front, the safety of the police officers is guaranteed, and everyone can enter the house with confidence.

When the people inside the house saw the police knocking off the door lock, they did not continue to ambush on the sofa. Instead, they got up and ran towards the bedroom. The house here was one-story, and there was no terrain like stairs to the second floor for him. Defend.

After the door opened, the police officers had already seen the running suspect. At this time, there was no rule of conduct that the police would not fire unless the suspect fired at the police. Several police officers opened fire directly, and the running suspect fell to the ground with his hands The pistol inside fell to the side. The suspect's body twitched a few times and then stopped moving. Immediately afterwards, blood began to flow on the floor.

The policeman holding the shield continued to move forward, first walked to the position of the pistol, kicked the pistol farther away, and then walked to the person who fell to the ground. First, he turned the suspect over with his feet to confirm that he was a fugitive. Others came up to help the suspect. Check to see if they are dead.

Jimmy had already left the back door when the LRPD entered the house. It would be a shame if a team of shield-wielding police officers couldn't take down one person. What he was more concerned about now was what happened to the person in the bedroom. Even if the police opened fire in the house, the people inside did not move.

Jimmy entered through the front door. LRPD officers had already entered the bedroom to search. Jimmy followed him. Sure enough, an old man had his hands and feet tied with clothes, leaning against the bed, his head tilted, and he was no longer breathing. .

The old man's fatal injury was a bullet in the head. There was a blood stain on the wall. It was obvious that the fugitives came in and took him hostage. After tying his hands and feet, they found a gun in the room and then killed him.

This is so inhumane. Why kill him now that he has been tied up? If the fugitive only came in to steal a set of clothes to escape, there was no need to kill anyone.

During this year, although some of the criminals Jimmy encountered were murderers, such as the criminal who broke into a house and killed an old lady, he was directly shot to death by Jimmy. But those are the ones who get angry and kill someone after being discovered and call the police. Like today, where the homeowner was clearly under control and he directly killed him without being exposed. This is really the first time I have seen him.

Sometimes I have to admit that as a normal person, I have no way of understanding how the brain circuits of these vicious criminals grow.

Jimmy walked out of the house, moved the captured prisoners from the LRPD to the cage of his police car, and notified the dispatch center of the search results through the radio. One prisoner had been arrested, and the other prisoner had been shot dead by the LRPD police officers. Then he drove away and went to Detention center.

The suspect in the hospital was also treated and brought back to the detention center by police reinforcements from the hospital. After this incident, the prisoner transfer order was temporarily canceled. After this incident needs to be dealt with, escort arrangements will be made, and Jimmy will return. County police headquarters is on standby.

Jimmy was too lazy to move after returning to the police station. There was a problem with today's escort, and he had to bear part of the responsibility. Although he was successfully captured in the end, he still felt a sense of frustration. His super power was just a scanning radar. In order not to be exposed, The task of the final storm can only be handed over to the LRPD instead of him solving it himself.

It seems that even if he has superpowers, what he can do cannot go beyond the rules. If his superpowers were stronger, he should be able to handle these messy things before other police officers can support him.

But he still has no idea how to enhance his superpower. The only thing he can be sure of is to use the mental eye more often, which can significantly increase the coverage of the mental eye. After more than half a year of hard work, it has grown from about 10 meters to about 15 meters. As for the display The effect is not much different, it is still black and gray lines forming the outline of a human body or object.

When there is no other way, I can only try to use my mind's eye more. Maybe using it for a long time can further stimulate other functions of my mind's eye.

Jimmy didn't care anymore and kept his mind's eye in the police station. He wanted to try how long the mind's eye could last.

Because the police went to support the pursuit of fugitives, there was a direct result that for a period of time, there were no police on duty in a considerable part of southern Little Rock. After the police returned to their posts, some unexpected conflicts broke out.

Jimmy learned about it through other people in the police station. Since the dispatch center never called his call sign, Jimmy had been in a daze at the police station, waiting to get off work. It seemed that the conflicts with the LRPD were minor matters, not to the point where he needed to be designated for support.

After getting off work, Jimmy was still open-minded. There were a lot of things today and he was a little tired, so he went directly to the bar next to the police station. He planned to go home and sleep after having two drinks.

Because this bar is built not far from the county police headquarters, it is also a place where the police often come. The locals also know this situation. Generally speaking, few gang members will come here to cause trouble. Jimmy likes this bar, mainly because There are few things to do and there won’t be any surprises.

But today he was really a little surprised, because he kept his mind open and took a look at the bar and the wall behind the bar while he was sitting at the bar drinking.

There is nothing wrong with the bar itself, but there seems to be a large square space in the wall behind the bar. Judging from the results of the mind scan, it is a place similar to a small warehouse. There are many weapons hanging on the walls in the space, and there are many weapons on the ground. There were several boxes, which must have been stuffed with things. When Jimmy looked over, he saw only darkness.

This bar is not simple. The number of guns that can be observed is enough to arm a dozen people.

Jimmy looked around again. There were a lot of very small spaces in the walls around the bar. It seemed like there were just a few pistols in them. They should be storage spaces for spare weapons. If there was an accident in the bar, security personnel could be there all around the bar. He grabbed the weapon and fought back.

After scanning everywhere, Jimmy made no move. The best way to find out such a secret is to shut up. The person who can get so many weapons and put them in the bar is definitely not someone he can mess with now. If there is a big BOSS, , then you are completely Muggle.

Jimmy drank the wine in the glass, put the glass on the coaster, and then knocked on the bar. The bartender came over and poured him another glass, and added a few small ice cubes. The Glenlivet 18-year whiskey, which Jimmy came over before. I saved a bottle at that time. The bartender highly recommends the Scotch whiskey. As the only Chinese policeman in the local area, the bartender knows Jimmy's taste very well. The Glenlivet 18 is soft and has a slight fruity aroma, which really suits Jimmy's taste.

"Gin." A black man came to the bar, found a chair and sat down.

"Oh, long time no see, Cassian." The bartender took a bottle of Gordon's gin from the wine rack on the wall, poured it into the glass, put two slices of lemon in it, and then handed it to the black man Cassian.

"Thank you." Cassian picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then placed it on the bar, holding the wine glass in both hands and spinning unconsciously.

"Work? Need help?" The bartender took a piece of cloth to wipe the wine glass while continuing to chat with Cassian.

"No need, thank you, it's done. I will return to New York in two days." After Cassian finished speaking, he took another sip of wine, then looked sideways at the crowd around him.

Jimmy didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation. The main reason was that Cassian was sitting a little close to him, so his conversation with the bartender was naturally heard by Jimmy.

Jimmy turned his head and glanced at Cassian, and then found a familiar black shadow on his waist. If he guessed correctly, it should be a hard holster with a pistol inside. Now that Jimmy is off duty, he has no interest in checking the CCW, and he himself is wearing an armpit holster.

Jimmy's eyes returned to the faces of black people. To be honest, he really couldn't tell the difference between black people. They had bald heads, a mustache around their mouths, and droopy eyes. They looked a bit bitter and resentful.

It is embarrassing to be unable to tell the age, because these old black men are not like Chinese or white people. Whether it is wrinkles or hair, they are important points to tell the age. He, a bald black man, has no way to judge at all.

Maybe Jimmy's gaze was a little too much, Cassian noticed it, he turned to look at Jimmy, Jimmy raised the corner of his mouth, picked up the wine glass and gave Cassian a toast, then took a sip, pulled his eyes back, and continued to observe the surroundings.

Cassian looked at Jimmy, picked up the glass and took a sip, then nodded to the bartender and left the bar.

Jimmy is very concerned about Cassian. In the bar, he is black, carries a gun, and drinks strong alcohol. Together, these are the important factors that cause trouble. If there is an accident in the bar now, it will most likely be related to him, but it seems that he is very familiar with the bartender. , nothing should happen.

"Old friend?" Jimmy tilted his head towards Cassian and asked the bartender.

"Ah, old friend, but I haven't seen him for a long time." The bartender said to Jimmy with a smile, as if there was an endless glass of wine in his hand.

Jimmy drank the wine in the glass, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a drink, put it on the table, and held it down with the wine glass. "goodbye."

Jimmy walked out of the bar. With his current constitution, two glasses of whiskey were not enough to affect his nerves. He walked back to the police station parking lot and drove home.

After Jimmy left, Cassian appeared at the bar again. He glanced sideways at Jimmy's position and asked the bartender.

"Safety?"

"Well, he's a very interesting little guy and a ruthless character."

"Oh, the reviews are very high."

"Well, let's observe it for a while longer."

"Help me update the information."

"OK."

The two continued to chat casually for a few words. After Cassian drank the wine in the glass, he stood up and left, leaving a gold coin next to the wine glass.

The next day, Jimmy returned to the police station to change equipment. Today, the detention center had readjusted the prisoners being transferred. Jimmy was still there to provide support, but this time the detention center arranged an extra police car driven by a prison guard.

Jimmy was particularly careful today. He directly adjusted the walkie-talkie to the same channel as the police car and escort vehicle in front of him on the road. The prison guard's police car in front turned on its lights. Every time he reached an intersection, he stopped briefly to block traffic and let the escort vehicle pass, while Jimmy Follow the escort vehicle closely with your police lights on to avoid further accidents.

This treatment, if the police car in front is replaced by a motorcycle policeman, is basically equivalent to a VIP police car clearing the way. It was probably the first time for the prisoners in the escort vehicle to enjoy this kind of treatment. From behind, Jimmy could see through the glass window on the rear door of the escort vehicle that the people in the carriage were discussing something heatedly.

This time he arrived at the prison smoothly. Jimmy got out of the police car and looked at the people in front of him who were handing over. He turned around and looked around to see if there was any possible danger. The prisoner had already reached the last step. Don't let anything happen. However, Jimmy is no longer so confident in his luck.