In the afternoon, the snowfall finally stopped. There was not much snow on the streets, and the weather was cold and gloomy. The clouds above New York were brewing a more ferocious snowstorm, and there was a slight snow disaster warning in the news.
In the room that had been destroyed by bombs and flames, the police were busy working, cleaning up the scene and examining the bodies. Some of the police immediately pulled up all the surveillance footage and began to analyze it.
Near one o 'clock in the afternoon, a car stopped outside the entertainment center that was closed for business. The cold wind blew on the street, and two white men in casual clothes got out. One was a tall and thin man almost two meters tall, and the man next to him was only about 1.7 meters tall. He looked gentle and wore a pair of thin-rimmed glasses. He looked like a white-collar employee who worked in a big company from nine to five.
The fat sheriff with a serious expression came out from inside and greeted them, "You are..."
"FBI, I'm Denny.
Lavon, this is Michelle.
Detective Philip, I think they have already introduced us to you on the phone... In fact, we are planning to go to San Francisco for a vacation trip. Uh, I mean... this should be more interesting than a vacation. "
The tall man named Denny took out his ID and introduced himself. Michelle, who looked gentle, did not speak. He took out his ID and showed it to him. He casually adjusted his glasses and looked around.
"Oh, I'm Tim, Tim.
Robbins, the person in charge of this district. "
After shaking hands with the two, the fat sheriff led them inside. "On the surface, this is an entertainment center, but in fact... of course, there is a large black market boxing arena below. It is held every Saturday. I think you know that because we once investigated this place, it was later stopped because your people were also involved at that time."
"Well, yes, but that matter has been closed. Tom, who was in charge of the investigation... Ka..." With his finger gently scratching the side of his neck, the tall agent raised his eyebrows playfully, "He's dead. Heh, of course, it was after the matter here was closed."
"Uh..." The fat sheriff spread his hands and did not dare to say anything about this. Then the few of them walked into the corridor leading to the back. Because of the spray in the morning, the surrounding walls were now wet. From time to time, police officers would brush past the three of them. The atmosphere was very cold. After a while, the sheriff deliberately changed the topic.
"This way. Uh, let me briefly explain. The incident happened at 10: 45 in the morning. There was only one explosion in the whole incident, but the explosion was quite powerful. The entire passage, which was about 20 meters in front and behind, was affected. A total of eight people died. Five of them were affected by the explosion, while the other three bodies were intact. One of them was called Gary.
Deng Bo was a black market boxer. Although his ranking wasn't very good, he had no problem dealing with eight to ten ordinary people with his bare hands. His Adam's apple was hit hard, and then his neck was broken … According to the judge, it was like twisting a chicken — he didn't have any time to resist … "
As he said this, he shook his head in disbelief. Michelle, who was wearing glasses, frowned. "Adam's apple?
That means he was hit head-on. There were no other injuries? "
"No, his body was intact, and the examination was quick. You know, we have the best forensic doctor in the whole of America... The preliminary examination showed that his body was in good condition before he died. He did not take any drugs, and he did not sleep with any woman. He was strong enough to kill a cow, and then … he was killed without any resistance."
"This is troublesome …" The two police officers looked at each other, and the sheriff added, "Right, according to the forensic doctor, Gary's Adam's apple was hit.
Deng Bo's Adam's apple has been shattered. Theoretically, it could have been caused by a hammer, but the wound examination proves that it was a punch. The force was perfectly concentrated on one point, and it was at least 300 pounds. You know, even if he was lucky enough not to die because of the harsh training he went through, this punch has already caused a devastating blow to his neck.
"Is Bruce Lee the reincarnation?
Where is the crime scene? "
"You'll see it soon."
Turning the corner, the wall that had been blackened by the explosion appeared before them. A group of police officers carefully inspected the surroundings, looking for anything that might be useful. Since the police had arrived quickly, the crime scene was mostly intact.
"The crime scene should be the room in the middle. You know, other than underground boxing, they have a lot of other businesses. I have to say, their background is impressive."
The fat sheriff put on a mask to cover his mouth and nose. He led the two to walk around the charred objects on the ground. Occasionally, he would pull away something that was covered by a white cloth. Most of them were dead bodies. "The person who rented this room is the boss of a private company. His background is very vague, but he is a relatively honest businessman. He rented this room to store some things. Of course, on the surface, they are company documents. He would often come here to deal with these things. This is not rare. Every underground boxing enthusiast can have a room like this, as long as you can afford it."
"When the crime happened, he entered the room, and his two bodyguards were standing outside the door. This can all be seen on the camera. His two bodyguards were very professional, perhaps a bit too professional. They both had guns on them … Not long after, the camera moved away, and it was only a few minutes later when they were discovered again. The surveillance officer was drunk yesterday, so he did not notice that the camera had paused for a while. Then, in the camera, they were already lying on the ground. The first two people who arrived tried to inspect their bodies, but the murderer had obviously placed a bomb under one of them. The two people were killed on the spot, and the body that was under the bomb … was almost torn into pieces. Most of what we saw earlier was … and then this one …"
"Allen.
Eckhardt, the businessman … "What appeared before them was a room with its door blown open. Due to the fire, the surroundings were charred black. A few police officers were busy at one side of the room. They moved away the bookshelf that was originally there. There was obviously a hidden room behind it. There was no normal way to open it, so they were trying to force their way in.
The body was not far from the door. It was partially charred, and a forensic doctor was taking down notes beside it.
"What is that?"
Pushing up his glasses, the agent named Michelle gestured toward the secret room. The sheriff said, "Obviously, it is a room that cannot be opened. The person in charge here refused to give an explanation, but then he said that it is a secret business here. As long as you have enough money, you can own a room like this. Other than the person in charge, even the owner does not know how to open it. The victim's thumb was chopped off, and there is a fingerprint lock there. Obviously, the murderer has been in there before. The person who is busy is an expert, he is best at breaking locks, hehe …"
"Then … what about this Mr. Eckhardt?
What is his condition now? "
"Dead, cooked, just like a medium-rare steak. I like it."
Hearing Michelle's words, the skinny forensic doctor who was taking down notes on the ground raised his head. He picked up a pair of tweezers and poked the body lightly. "There are a total of 23 wounds. The murderer is a genius … No, I mean he is a master. There is no doubt that the wound on the throat was the first cut. The murderer used his hand to clamp down on the victim's mouth and nose from behind. He used a lot of force, a lot of force …"
The forensic doctor stood up from the ground and tried to recreate the scene in high spirits. He grabbed back with one hand and used the tweezers on the other hand to hack around like a dagger. "You can't imagine. His jawbone was dislocated and there were slight lacerations. The murderer only used his hand to clamp down on the victim's face. Then, he slit the victim's throat. The wound was very deep, and the blood spurted out more than a meter away. Then, it was his thigh, shoulder, and the rest of his body. The murderer stabbed him more than 20 times like he was stabbing cheese. All of this was to prevent him from making even the slightest sound. It was a masterpiece that was close to perfection.
I didn't take a closer look at the fragments outside, but I have seen the three intact corpses. Clean and neat. The murderer is definitely a master. I really hope to see him. Admiring his work is a pleasure … "
Michelle covered her mouth with a mask and quietly listened to him. Then, she said, "Allen, is there anyone who is more perverted than you?"
The forensic doctor made an indescribable gesture and said, "The person who came is really good. I bet you FBI bitches can't catch him. How about a medium-rare steak?"
"I like medium-rare."
"These two guys were university classmates. They knew each other from a long time ago. They even expressed their admiration for each other's butts."
The tall investigator explained to the fat sheriff who was a little confused. Then, he said, "Then, let me take a look at the surveillance video first. Of course, it must have been edited by someone."
"Okay, follow me."
The fat sheriff walked in front and led the tall investigator to the surveillance room. Michelle stayed at the scene. "Uh, according to our experts' preliminary examination, the video was not edited. It seemed to be operating normally every moment, but … it was secretly edited by someone. The person used this time difference to enter the surveillance room step by step. It's just that we still don't know what kind of technology he used to control the entire surveillance system …"
Along the way to the surveillance room, there were dozens of screens alternating. A few police officers were studying them. Seeing the sheriff come in and introduce the tall investigator, one of the police officers controlled the time on the screen and began to introduce everything on the screen to him.
"The surveillance system on the entire floor is quite complete. In theory, there are almost no blind spots in the surveillance. The video was not edited by anyone. However, after we backtracked according to the route that the person entered, we found that there were a few undetectable traces of artificial control. First, here …"
"There seems to be a small problem with the camera next to the entrance. The surveillance officer is very sharp. He then determined that there was a problem with the frame of the camera and sent the bodyguard to take a look. In just a few seconds, the murderer entered this intersection …"
If we didn't know the outcome, we wouldn't have noticed the abnormalities in these cameras. There are many paths to choose from when you enter this room from the outside. In the first period, you can see that there are people walking around here, here, and here, so the murderer should have chosen this path. The camera turned and he walked out, and the camera behind him just happened to be at this intersection … There's no one there. He's only one step faster than the camera. The two cameras in this corridor, you see, they move forward naturally. There's no one here, but there's about 1.5 meters of blank space between them. This camera is moving, and the other camera is also moving. The murderer … is hiding in this one second of blank space, at a fixed speed, perfectly controlling everything … "
"Because of this analysis, we can easily see that in this room that seems to be surrounded by surveillance cameras, someone has created a constantly moving blank spot. Look, at the place slightly in front of this camera, it looks like it could overlap with the previous camera, but it's always just that little bit off. From here to here, and then to here, and then to turn, each corridor took exactly thirteen seconds, no more, no less … I hate this number …"
"Through the blank camera, we moved here. Look, the camera in front started to move back. Here, two black men were walking down that corridor, and then … the camera overlapped. We couldn't see anyone, but there was a door here … We found two dead bodies inside.
Forty-two seconds later, the black men turned around. Look, pay attention. The blind spot outside the camera started to appear again. Between these two cameras, it was moving.
The next corridor also took thirteen seconds … "
"Here, the cleaner started to overlap with the blind spot, but here, the blind spot widened … So, the cleaner didn't die. We don't know how the murderer managed to avoid the cleaner. He paused here for a moment, and then he came this way. From the camera next to us, we can see him. His name is Gary.
Deng Bo, the other victim … He disappeared, but he didn't appear in the next camera. Of course, this camera was currently filming the other side of the corridor. If he didn't appear, it wouldn't raise any suspicion. Then, he didn't appear again. We found him in this room, and his body appeared to have been casually tossed in by the murderer.
Hmm, in the end, the murderer entered this room, and then the businessman and his bodyguard came over. We can see clearly … "
The entire surveillance room was silent. The FBI agent was silent, and the rest of the police officers also subconsciously maintained their silence. The fat sheriff paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. Only the police officer's voice echoed eerily, but it made the entire atmosphere even more silent.
Just now, they had deduced this many times, but when they heard their colleague explain it systematically, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. On the surveillance screen, the inside of the entertainment center wasn't silent. There seemed to be people passing through every corridor. Because of this, the eerie feeling that there were countless people coming and going, and there were countless eyes observing, but there was always someone quietly moving through the place, like a ghost that no one could discover.
Calm, precise, treacherous, and cold. If the other party liked it, maybe he was hiding behind them right now … For a moment, a few people couldn't help but have this thought in their hearts.
The tall agent controlled the camera to look again, then nodded and said, "Yes, he's here …"
Before he finished his sentence, a sudden gunshot suddenly came from the corridor outside. The next moment, another huge explosion shook the whole floor.
When the police officers hurriedly pulled out their guns, the agent named Deniz had already rushed out of the surveillance room like a leopard and sprinted in the direction of the sound.
The direction of the sound was the corridor that had already been baptized by the bomb.
There was a cloud of smoke in front of him, and there were police officers running over with guns in their hands. There were also police officers retreating from the cloud of smoke. Just as they were about to rush in, the pocket-sized walkie-talkie on his collar suddenly sounded, and he rushed in another direction.
The sound of gunshots echoed faintly. After turning a few corridors, he once again entered the hall of the entertainment center and rushed out from the side window. It was a narrow alley behind the building. Not far from the intersection, two familiar figures were loitering with hatred. It was Michelle and his doctor classmate. One was holding a gun in his hand, the other was holding a scalpel. The passersby on the side of the road ran far away.
"What happened?"
"The door of the secret room was opened, and then …" Michelle raised his gun and shrugged, "One of them threw a bomb in and then rushed out. Guess who it was?"
"Who?"
"The old friend that we couldn't catch for a long time."
Deniz was stunned, and the crazy doctor next to him also waved his scalpel, "I'm also thinking that it's probably him."
"Zhuang.
Amir … Pei Luojia … "After a moment, Deniz nodded," That's Pei Luojia's place. They are now coming over to destroy the traces … Immediately inform the National Security Bureau and everyone in charge of the Tulip incident. Maybe we can merge the cases … "
After greeting Allen, the two FBI agents went to deal with the things they needed to deal with. Allen walked to a place where there was no one, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
A moment later, a conversation sounded.
"Hello … James … Zhuang.
Amir's team has been called back. Obviously, Pei Luojia has begun to fear Tulip … Nothing, I just wanted to tell you this. I just fought with him, and I didn't get hurt. This is something worth celebrating … "