(This chapter has been re-edited, sorry.)
Jimmy followed the SWAT with a pistol and continued to move forward. When he arrived at the corner where the attacker had been, he only saw some scattered bullet casings and magazines. There was also a little blood in the corner. It should be that Victoria had been shot just now.
Victoria was the only one shooting just now, and Marvin had been loading magazines for him. Ordinary people without clairvoyance would not be so sure that there was a second person. Now that there is this bit of blood, at least SWAT can claim to have wounded the gunman afterwards and start tracking down the person who was shot. This is an obvious clue.
Having said that, I have to say that although they are all old men and women, they still seem to be very capable of fighting. Victoria suppressed the SWAT in the two channels of the kitchen by herself. It would not be easy for others to do it.
SWAT continued to search forward. Jimmy slowly followed behind and separated into two teams at the end of the passage. Jimmy followed Marvin's escape route and continued walking out. Marvin's speed is not slow. Although SWAT will stop at the corner to confirm when moving forward, but generally speaking, they are young people and their speed is okay. However, Marvin did not pause when he left on his own, so he never caught up.
The SWAT team members walked along the passageway to the outside of the hotel. Jimmy looked left and right. Behind a wall not far away, Marvin was leaving, and there was no SWAT to track him in his direction. That was his luck.
Jimmy walked forward to the front of the hotel and saw a stretched Cadillac turning around and leaving at the intersection. An agent bravely rushed forward and jumped on the roof of the car, but was still thrown off. Poor agents, poor Secret Service, they were so embarrassed this time.
Jimmy watched a big show live. Although he knew that Frank and the others had a good plan, he never expected that it would be so successful.
The task of chasing the extended car was the police, Secret Service and local FBI agents. Jimmy returned to the hotel. Such a big thing happened, so forget it if he didn't pursue it. It would be too much if he went back to the hotel where he was staying at this time. My eyesight is gone.
In addition to Jimmy, there was another person who also followed back to the hotel, the agent who was thrown off the stretcher just now. He sat on the chair in the banquet hall with a depressed expression and began to be in a daze. Jimmy had nowhere to go, so he also sat aside. He casually took off the earphone on his right ear to make it easier on his ears.
After a busy night, although the Secret Service found the extended car, the Vice President was still missing. Jimmy got some information from the agents who stayed behind, but there was no final result. After dawn, he sat and rested all night. The agent's phone rang, and soon he dialed another number, "He contacted me, he wants the girl, Evanston Power Plant, 15 minutes, you better notify the Secret Service."
oh? Isn't this person from the Secret Service? Watching the agent running out of the banquet hall, Jimmy, although he had not slept for almost the whole night, was now energetic and ran after the agent. However, he did not have a car, so he could only watch the agent who just walked up to the door. A car leaves.
Jimmy reached out to hail a taxi, got in and shouted, "Evanston Power Plant, please hurry up."
The driver looked back at Jimmy: "I know Evanston, but I don't know where the power plant is. Are you sure?"
Jimmy made a forward gesture: "Drive to Evanston first, as soon as possible."
Driver: "OK"
Evanston is a satellite city in the north of Chicago. It is not big and is mainly a residential area. Most residents drive from Evanston to Chicago early in the morning. The traffic flow from Chicago to Evanston is not large. , driving very fast, of course within the speed limit.
Jimmy looked at the traffic on the road in a daze. Frank and the others had successfully kidnapped the Vice President. The next step should be to replace Sarah. They should be successful. Their plan was so perfect and their judgment was so accurate.
A white car and a pickup truck quickly passed Jimmy's taxi. Well, they were definitely speeding. As a former county police officer, Jimmy easily judged the speed of the other party, which was definitely over 180km/h.
When arriving in Evanston, the taxi driver had to stop and ask for directions to find out where the power plant was, because Evanston had been renovated and the previous power plant was abandoned and not marked on the map at all. Jimmy was helpless. After all, this was not the urban area of Chicago. It was normal for the taxi driver to not know the route.
Finally, after spending more than half an hour, Jimmy arrived outside the abandoned power plant. The driver put him down, turned around and left.
Jimmy opened his mind and walked inside while observing. There were many ruts on the ground. Because it had been abandoned for a long time, the ground was covered with thick dust. The traces of footprints and ruts were very obvious. But the strange thing is that the ruts here seem to only go in one direction, which means that the car goes in but does not come out, or comes out from other exits.
Jimmy came outside the large factory. Only two living people could be seen in the factory, one standing and one sitting, and the rest were lying on the ground.
"FBI, put down your weapons." Jimmy came to the door and shouted, without going in directly.
"One of our own, from the Secret Service." The agent inside shouted. Jimmy looked up and saw that there was no gun in his hand. Vice President Stanton was sitting on the ground leaning on a cement block, covering his abdomen.
"What happened?" Jimmy walked in holding the Glock in his right hand. He believed that even if the other party drew his gun now, he would be sure to kill him in advance.
"The kidnappers were fighting among themselves, and I killed the traitor." The agent stretched out his hands to show that he would not be impulsive.
"No matter what the situation is, call the Secret Service first." Jimmy looked at the scene and said to the agent. It looked really miserable here. There was a white car and a pickup truck with a machine gun. There was a person in the pickup truck and three people lying on the ground, one of whom was a woman.
"Which one is the mole?" Jimmy asked.
"Female, she is with the kidnapper." The detective took out the phone and called. Then he helped the vice president get up, untied the rope from his hands, and let the vice president sit on the cement pier to rest.
Jimmy was not familiar with him. For the sake of safety, Jimmy walked out of the factory. It was better for them to handle such a big thing by themselves. They were just here to make sure that Frank and the others were not shot dead on the spot.
"I'll go outside and watch in case they ambush anyone else. You take care of the Vice President."
Half an hour later, Tom arrived with people from the Secret Service.
"Hi, Tom, the Vice President is inside." Jimmy was sitting at the door. When he saw them coming, he stood up and walked towards Tom, and then motioned for them to go to the factory.
(End of chapter)
