There is another goal for a woman, but she is no longer in a hurry now. The night is still long and she has plenty of time to deal with that guy.
She parked the car on the side of the road, re-banded the wound with a bandage, and then ate two energy bars without even wiping the blood on her hands to replenish her energy. While taking out her phone and looking at the photo above.
In a 24-hour donut shop on the roadside, there was news on TV, and the host was posting photos of the dead during the gunfight in the arts district.
The woman accidentally looked up and saw one of the photos, which unexpectedly matched one on her phone.
She pushed open the car door and rushed to the window of the donut shop, looked at the photo above and clenched her fists. One of them was her third target.
She resisted the urge to smash the glass in front of her and turned back into the car, "Who is it?", and sat in the driver's seat and let out a low growl like a beast.
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The tracking on the other side continued, "Fuck, these people are going around." The people following behind have been replaced by Curtis, and these people have entered the downtown area.
The drone is still working, and thanks to the few tall buildings here, there is no problem so far.
"It's okay, we'll just focus on the goods this time." Smith asked him to be calm. No matter how they circled around, these high-purity goods had to be delivered to the factory for processing. As long as they were focused on these things, they wouldn't be able to escape.
The transporter of ACTO was a subordinate who Diego Garcia trusted him. He was very cautious in his work, but he was just cautious. For a group of guys who didn't play according to common sense, his caution was insignificant.
Not only did ACTO go around the circle, but even changed into a car with the same license plate in the middle, but these were all futile. His method of dealing with ordinary gangs or police was of no use.
As Smith said, no matter how they go around in circles, the goods cannot be escaped. Even if these people don’t go to the factory or warehouse today, they will go sooner or later as long as they keep an eye on the goods.
As midnight approached, ACTO finally confirmed that no one was following him, so he asked someone to pull the goods to drive towards the factory.
The location is just south of the Arts District, about fifteen blocks apart. There is an abandoned factory here, with no darkness inside, but not long after ACTO's car drove to the front door, the door was pushed open from inside.
Curtis' car parked at the corner of the intersection, at least more than 300 meters away from the gate. He didn't have to follow too close to him and no one could stare at the target.
Burkhoff found the structural diagram of the factory in the municipal system in the hotel. The drone was still hovering in the sky, and the infrared camera clearly saw the situation in the factory.
After the car drove in, someone came out to move the goods from the trunk into the factory, and one of them stood beside the car and made a phone call.
"Are we going?" Curtis, the guy, was already ready to rush.
Smith replied on the intercom, "No, today we focus on reconnaissance." It is obvious that the so-called Diego Garcia is not here, so destroying a drug manufacturing factory will only cost him a portion of his money. He may come to cause trouble in the future.
Therefore, their primary goal is to find this drug lord, and other things need to be lined up behind.
Also, this is the processing location, and cash will never appear here. Even if it is taken, it will only cause the price of DU products in Los Angeles to soar, and they will not get any benefits.
Everyone started to get busy. It was impossible for the drone to fly in the sky. They needed to set up a fixed observation point. Swag was experienced in this regard. It didn't take long for him to find at least four suitable locations.
The rest is to find out if there are people living in these locations. If it is an empty house, it would be great. If it is not, some work will be needed.
"Boss, we have already arrived at the factory. Don't worry, no one follows you." ACTO called Diego Garcia, and repeatedly promised to finally dispel the other party's doubts.
Put down the phone, Ektor pointed at his men and asked them to defend themselves.
"Do you want to go in and take a look?" Curtis had returned to the command car. He wanted to sneak in and see the specific situation. It was not enough to just detect the drone.
Smith shook his head, "Let's go here today. Now is the time for these people to be most vigilant." Anyway, the location has been found, and these people cannot escape, and they need to be redeployed. Not only does it require monitoring, but the only person who calls also needs to be tracked.
Everyone was very busy this night, and they were busy laying out surveillance equipment nearby, while the woman on the other side was busy hanging the two dead people on the Ferris wheel in the playground.
She was in a bad mood because there were three people hanging here, but now the situation could simply kill obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she couldn't rush into the morgue to snatch the body out.
Tie the rope to the feet of the corpse, then throw the rope through a crossbar of the Ferris wheel to pull the body up, and then tie the rope to fix it. After doing all this, turn on the power of the Ferris wheel and turn the body to the appropriate position.
The woman looked up at the corpse hanging in the air swaying in the wind. She didn't know what she was thinking, and blood dripped from the corpse. It can be foreseen that no one would come again in this amusement park in a short time.
Many people in the LAPD Zhong District Branch have not yet gotten off work. It’s not that they don’t want to, but that the case in the evening is too serious. More than a dozen people died at one time, which is rare in the country. The director has to ask about it personally.
Everyone is greeting the families of the gangsters. Can't you do it a little more secretly? Why are you so arrogant and not Mexico?
If this incident did not happen in the downtown area, they would hardly care about cases like this that were obviously evil and bad. Anyway, all those who died were Bei Bianzi, which could also reduce their workload to a certain extent.
But this time, it was in the city center. Although there was no onlookers, it was less than two kilometers away from the police headquarters, which made LAPD's face go.
Not only that, FBl's people also came to the door. They suspected that this group of people had something to do with the previous attack in New Jersey. They were equally clean and neat and without any scruples. Although the weapons used were different, it was easy to associate them shortly after apart.
FBl also wants to see if there are any clues in Los Angeles, and it is also a matter of being in a hurry to seek medical treatment.
"There is no clue at all. The surveillance in that place is broken. There is no data for the past two days. Also, we have checked the bullet shells left on the scene, which is completely different from the one in New Jersey. There was a heavy machine gun that time." A gray-haired policeman in charge of the case was working overtime with the FBl's people.
"I know, but those things have no reference value. The ATF is also pursuing the arms, but there is no result yet." An Asian agent from FBl handed the photos of the scene in New Jersey at that time to the other party.
Chapter completed!