At 5:10 p.m., as the sun was about to set into the skyline, a jet with the word FBI engraved on it landed at the Boston Airport.
Will, with curly hair, walked off the plane with a tired look on his face, and said to the slightly fat FBI director beside him:
"Jack, is this criminal that difficult to deal with?"
"I have to teach at the university tomorrow morning..."
"According to information sent back by FBI agents in Boston, a gang fight occurred at King's Chapel Cemetery around 3:30 this afternoon."
Carrying his suitcase, Supervisor Jack quickly walked off the plane and bypassed the security check. He said seriously:
"After investigating the scene and collecting witness statements, we found that this gang fight might be related to the fugitive wanted by the FBI, Makoto Sakaki."
"Is he the mastermind behind this?"
Will asked curiously.
"No."
Jack shook his head.
"Four people were injured and eight died in the King's Chapel Cemetery incident, all by him alone."
"No hiding, no hiding..."
"He just walked down the street and killed people!"
Speaking of which...
Jack touched his neck, feeling a little scared.
He really didn't know how brave Sakaki Makoto was to dare to challenge the local gang single-handedly.
The key is that he won!
"Then what?"
Following behind the two, psychiatrist Lecter, who was dressed in a formal suit, said:
"Did the Boston police find no clues at all?"
“I can’t say there is none…”
Jack's face didn't look good, but he still took out a portrait:
"It is said that he rode a Harley Davidson motorcycle, ran over a police car, shot and killed two hooligans on the spot, and then drove away."
"Um..."
Lecter nodded slightly:
"Sakaki Makoto is not a murderer who kills randomly."
"Those two hooligans must have done something to provoke him and bring about their deaths..."
"Yes, yes!"
Jack's eyes lit up:
"Afterwards, the police questioned several suspects who were present at the time of the crime, and their statements were all consistent, saying that Makoto Sakaki came to kill them because his motorcycle was stolen."
"but..."
"No one can tell the specific reason why he committed the crime. He is like an unstable time bomb that may explode at any time!"
"Ahem, this dangerous element..."
Will, who looked pale, coughed twice, and his eyes gradually became sharp:
"We can't let him do whatever he wants!"
"That's right."
During the conversation, Jack and two other men, surrounded by a group of FBI agents, left the airport and walked towards several cars parked on the side of the road.
Just then...
On a black motorcycle parked on the side of the road, a hot silver-haired woman wearing a helmet was sitting. The tight rubber leather jacket not only failed to conceal her beauty, but instead gave her an extremely seductive charm.
If it wasn't for the dangerous aura...
I'm afraid many people won't be able to resist coming up to chat with you.
After locking onto Jack and the other two as they walked out of Boston Airport, she hooked the bracket with her toes, pulled down the black visor of her helmet, twisted the handlebars, and drove the motorcycle quickly towards the car.
The helmet blocked the strong wind, preventing her silver hair from fluttering in the wind, and under the sidelong glances of passers-by...
She stretched out her slender hand and from the side of the motorcycle...
He pulled out an Uzi submachine gun.
"The FBI has asked the Boston police to assist us in arresting Makoto Sakaki."
While talking to Will, Jack leaned towards the car door.
Woo!
The wild engine sound came from far away at a very fast speed, and the three people looked up at the same time...
His face suddenly changed.
They saw the woman rushing towards them on a motorcycle, and also saw the submachine gun in her hand.
The next second...
Da da da!!!
The submachine gun spat out tongues of fire, and countless 9mm Miluge bullets poured out like a violent storm, stretching out a dense barrage in the air!
"careful!!!"
Lecter, who was the first to react, shouted and rushed to Will who was in a daze in front of him. The heat from the bullet passed through their scalps, leaving a stinging pain.
Glass shattered, wall debris flew everywhere, and brass shells clanked to the ground...
After the shooting was completed, the woman riding on the motorcycle disappeared in the blink of an eye without any resistance.
From start to finish...
She only appeared for less than 3 seconds, but her goal was clear and her movements were quick and decisive.
"FCK!"
Jack, who had just gotten up from the ground, covered his bleeding shoulder, his eyes turned green with anger:
"We must not let her get away!"
“Chase me!!!”
The surrounding FBI agents immediately took out their walkie-talkies and tried to call for support.
"No."
Will brushed the dust off his pants, looked at the direction where the motorcycle went away, and said:
"She was not heading towards the city, but towards the suburbs."
"If she just changes her clothes and gets rid of the vehicle, who would recognize her?"
"Let's save some strength and set up a blockade..."
"Thank you, Dr. Lecter, you saved me again."
"You're welcome."
Lecter, a typical British gentleman, smiled slightly:
"We are friends, and friends should help each other."
Boom!
“Damn it!”
Jack reacted and punched the roof of the car hard, gritting his teeth and saying:
"She must be Sakaki Makoto's helper!"
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