Luke turned on the car radio and said, "Call the main station, this is 511K."

The person on the other end of the radio responded, "KJC625 received, what do you need?"

"I am Luke Lee, captain of the 1st Squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division. I am in charge of investigating a shooting in a supermarket. We have found traces of the gunman and are requesting support."

"Captain Li, please tell us about the shooter."

"The gunman is a young white man, probably driving a white Volkswagen Arteon on Savito Street. I suspect he may shoot again, and the target may be the nearby Camera supermarket."

Later, I will send the suspect’s photo.”

"Received. I will send the surrounding patrol police and swat to support. Do you need a police helicopter?

"No, there is no need to mobilize police forces on a large scale. I suggest that patrol police mainly intercept. If there is too much movement, the suspect may notice and escape in advance, and we may lose the target."

"receive."

"The suspect should be carrying a gun, so be careful."

"I will notify the patrol officer nearby."

"over."

…

In a moving car.

A man wearing a skull mask fixed his mobile phone in front of the car and opened the live broadcast software, "Hey, does anyone still remember me?"

There were not many people in the live broadcast room, but the number of people increased at an extremely fast speed. Some people also started to post comments and interact, "Are you the murderer who shot someone in Rogier Supermarket?"

The man in the skull mask smiled, "Haha, good morning, guys.

Seeing that you enjoyed the last live broadcast so much, I decided to do another one. Happy time is here again!

Today is going to be a day to remember, shout out to me, die niggas!"

"Fuck! It's you damn pervert again, you're the one who deserves to die!" A black man posted a barrage of curses.

"Asshole, do you dare to take off your mask? I promise I won't beat you to death."

"You won't be arrogant for long, the police will definitely catch you."

"Where are those lapds? Us black people usually do something wrong. Their noses are sharper than police dogs. Why haven't we caught this bastard yet?" The black people watching the live broadcast were furious, yelling and cursing at the man on the live broadcast.

"Haha... you niggas are in a hurry!" The man wearing the skull mask became more and more proud, and his voice sounded like a young man.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Suddenly, a siren sounded ahead, and the masked man was a little surprised, "Uh-huh, the road is a bit congested now, I'm going to turn it off temporarily and continue the live broadcast when I get to the scene.

Remember what I said, today is a happy day.

Die niggas!”

…

At the same time, the intercom in Luke's hand rang, "This is 213A, calling 511K."

Luke responded, "511K received."

The intercom said, "My partner and I were patrolling Savito Street and saw a white Volkswagen Arteon with license plate number 8leb328. Is it a suspect vehicle and does it need to be stopped? Please answer after receiving it."

Luke didn't answer immediately. The location, color, and model were the same, but the license plate numbers didn't match. However, considering that the gunman might use a fake car, he felt it was necessary to check.

Luke replied, "The appearance of the car matches, but the license plate number is different. It may not be the suspect vehicle, or it may be the gunman using a deck."

It is recommended to stop, the gunman may have a weapon, so be careful and stay in contact."

"receive."

The intercom went silent, and so did the car. Everyone was waiting for the result of the interception.

A few minutes later, the intercom rang again, "This is 213A, calling 511K."

Luke responded, "511K received. How is it going?"

"We have successfully stopped the white Volkswagen Arteon with license plate number 8leb328. There was a female driver in the cab. No weapons were found and it was not a fake car."

"Received, it shouldn't be the suspect vehicle."

"We will rush to Camera Supermarket for support, over."

Jackson speculated, "Could the gunman drive other cars and rush to Camera Supermarket?"

"Carmela Supermarket, Carmela Supermarket, everyone knows it's Carmela Supermarket!" Luke muttered, suddenly having a bad premonition.

Xiao Hei shouted from the back row, "Captain, the technical team has lost the mobile phone signal! Can't continue tracking."

"Where is the signal missing?"

“Near Savito Avenue and John Dean Road, not far from Camera Supermarket.

We probably won’t be able to catch up with the gunman’s car, so why don’t we ask the patrol police to keep an eye on it near Camera Supermarket.”

Luke lit a cigarette and took a puff, "No, there should be a lot of police patrols near Camera Supermarket. What I'm worried about now is that he may change the target of the attack."

Xiao Hei also understood, "The gunman's cell phone suddenly lost signal. Could it be that he had realized that the police were tracking him. If he didn't go to Camera Supermarket, where would he have gone?

Just run away?"

"If he just runs away, that's not the worst result." Luke took out his mobile phone and began to search the map near Savito Avenue. Several black communities are near this street. It is difficult to tell where the gunman will go.

?

Jackson speculated, "The relationship between gunman Brown Bryant and his family is not good. Will he attack his own family?"

Luke said, "I've asked the patrol to rush to his house."

Jackson shrugged and looked at Xiao Hei, "Don't you understand the black community? What do you think?"

Xiao Hei shook his head, "I understand the black community, but that pervert is a white man, and I'm not a pervert, so I can't understand his thoughts."

Luke thought as he looked at the map of Savito Street.

Although Brown Bryant is a white man, he has lived in a black community since he was a child. However, he does not like the black community. Instead, he hates black people extremely. This supermarket shooting was not only aimed at Rogier Supermarket, but also against the entire black class.

A white child has lived in a black family since he was a child. His neighbors and playmates are also black. He also goes to a middle school named after Luther King. His growth path must be full of discrimination and loneliness. This may be his real motivation for shooting.

.

School!

Luther King No. 3 Middle School is also near Savito Avenue.

There are more black people here than in supermarkets, and if a shooting occurs, the impact will be greater. If you think about it from another perspective, this is definitely an excellent place for shooting.

…

Luther King No. 3 Middle School, security room.

A black campus police officer with a big build and round waist was drinking coffee.

"Zizzi..." The walkie-talkie attached to his body rang.

The black school policeman picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "This is the security room of Luther King No. 3 Middle School, and I am the school policeman Kurt.

Hello sir, what's the matter?

What! Are you sure?

Received, I will be more vigilant and need to evacuate students immediately?"

There was a sound of "Bang!"

There was a loud noise outside, and campus police officer Kurt looked out through the window and saw a black Ford car crashing open the school door and rushing into the school.

Kurt called for backup on the walkie-talkie, pulled out his pistol, and rushed out of the guard room.

The black Ford sedan did not stop after rushing into the school. Instead, it rushed into the crowd, causing everyone around to scream.

"boom!"

A black student who was unable to escape was hit by a car and flew out.

"Yeah haha..." The window of the black Volvo car's cab lowered, revealing a person wearing a skull mask, and the voice sounded like a man.

The man in the skull mask got out of the car, holding an AK47 in his hand, scaring the students who had no idea what was going on and were about to come forward to argue, and fled in all directions.

"Bang bang..." The man in the skull mask fired at the crowd, hitting a black classmate in the thigh.

The black classmate fell to the ground, screamed in pain, and let out a desperate roar, "Ah... help me, please help me."

However, his call for help had no effect. All the other students ran away, and no one dared to risk being shot to save him.

"Ugly chimpanzee, I will send you to see God right now." The man in the skull mask showed no mercy at all. He took a few steps forward and raised his AK47 to prepare for a shot.

"No, please don't kill me!" The black classmate begged again, crawling forward with difficulty, looking very pitiful.

The man in the skull mask hesitated for a moment before pointing his gun at the injured black classmate.

"Police, don't move!"

A voice sounded not far away, accompanied by a burst of gunshots, "Bang, bang, bang..."

The man in the skull mask was hit in the back, and the strong inertia pushed him to the ground. However, the body armor he was wearing did not injure his vitals.
To be continued...