Just half an hour before the White House received the news that the forensic center was attacked, the man with dreadlocks and flat-headed man who fought with Saulon at Metz's funeral twitched his head, intercepted a taxi, twisted the driver's neck and threw it away.
After entering the trunk, he drove to the forensic center in a swagger.
However, the two of them quickly miscalculated. After the city of New York entered the 1990s, there was no day without any traffic on the road. Countless cars were stuck in the road, and the speed was slower than walking.
"what to do?"
"What else can I do? Get off the car and take a shortcut!" said the dreadlocker, "Otherwise, we will be so rude if we can't get the DNA sample of Metz!"
"No...I mean what to do with the corpse in the trunk?" asked the flat-headed man.
"Of course I'm staying here. Do you still want to carry it away?" As he said, the man with a dreadlocked braid had untied his seat belt and pushed the door out of the car. The man with flat head rushed over and the two of them got into the street.
The alley next to it quickly disappeared.
Soon, the police officer responsible for evacuating traffic discovered the discarded taxi. After some inspection, the driver's body was found, which resulted in even more congestion on the road.
The man with a dreadlocked braid and a flat-headed man walked around and rushed to the back door of the forensic center as quickly as possible. Although the back door is not usually locked, this is not a problem for the flat-headed man. He easily uses the super power of controlling fire
Then he melted the lock core and quietly entered the forensic center through the back door.
However, when the two asked a common forensic doctor about where the Metz DNA sample was, things began to become less smooth, because they rushed to the sample room and happened to be caught just being taken out of the refrigerator drawer.
Metz dna sample forensic doctor.
The three of them looked at each other. No one said anything. Instead, the flat-headed man dragged the forensic on the table and looked at the sampling records brought by the forensic doctor. Then he handed them to the dreadlocked man and pointed them with his fingers.
The line he clicked was written with the words "XX point xx extracted Metz DNA sample". The man with dreadlocks immediately looked at the forensic doctor with a bright look, because it was the time on the sampling record. But he didn't wait for the dreadlocks.
The man spoke, and the forensic doctor asked in a cold voice: "Who are you? Why are you here for coming here?"
The man with dreadlocks casually said, "We are the forensic doctors who have just been transferred..." As he said that, he wanted to lean towards the other party.
Unfortunately, the forensic doctor of the God-Selected Person was obviously not a vegetarian. He shouted loudly: "Stop...forensic doctor? Is there a forensic doctor without gloves? It's almost the same to cheat!"
As soon as these words were said, Dickies looked at each other and attacked the forensic doctor at the same time. Unfortunately, although this forensic doctor was a god-selected person, his combat experience was far less than that of two men. In addition, he was only an ordinary god-selected person.
Even a little weaker than one of the two men. As a result, after just a few meetings, the dreadlocks were punched on the wall. Before he could even exclaim, he was hit by a flat-headed hand and inserted into his heart by a knife. After several convulsions, he was twitched.
Then he is not alive.
Seeing this, the man with dreadlocks was dissatisfied and said, "Confirm it. See if it is Mess' sample!" As he said that, he pulled out the sample he had taken from the forensic doctor's hand.
The flat-headed man quickly did as he did and began to confirm whether there were any guys with the same name and surname on the refrigerated cabinet. Fortunately, every drawer in the refrigerated room was searched with the initials. Therefore, it was not difficult to confirm, in less than two minutes.
The flat head is almost confirmed: "It should be the one in your hand. There is nothing else!"
"Don't fucking it, yes. No, no, you have to dare to use the word "should" to swear by the boss. He dares to let your head move, believe it or not?"
Hearing this, Pingtou couldn't help but shivered and said, "It's it, yes, absolutely not wrong!"
"Okay... open the bag, take out the c4, and fry it!" said the dreadlocks.
"Fried here?" Pingtou was stunned for a moment, then realized it and nodded, "Yes, it's going to blow it up, otherwise people will know whose DNA sample we took away after checking!" As he said that, he began to take out his bag.
"That's it. You're responsible for installing explosives. I'll get a few more samples!" After the words, the dreadlocks swung a punch and smashed one of the drawers of the refrigerator.
I never thought that something happened to cause trouble. The moment the refrigerated drawer was violently broken, the alarm suddenly rang out.
"Damn it, the movement is fast, and it's enough to reserve fifteen seconds of explosion time!" Dickies speeded up the action of smashing and robbing DNA samples while giving instructions.
Eight seconds later, the explosives were installed on the flat head: "It's flash, it's only fourteen seconds!" He took six more samples of the dreadlocks and rolled his eyes, quickly chased behind the flat head's butt and left the refrigerator.
On the way to the back door, the two of them killed three security guards who gathered in the refrigerator from other places, and then successfully escaped from the forensic center. Just as they came out of the back door, the forensic center behind them rang out.
There was a violent explosion.
Boom... Boom... Boom...
"Yes, it's the Forensic Center..." The female secretary faced Bush's fierce questioning, and some of the little sisters felt scared. "The most important thing is, there is a forensic doctor from the God-Selected Trade Union who was also killed!"
Everyone here heard the news again and was speechless. They knew that even if Washington didn't ask about the current situation, the God-Selected Trade Union would definitely ask the matter to the end.
You should know that as the US imperialist, the number one capitalist power, Washington's forces have always adopted a situation of half-work and half-employed. For example, the police have consultants to solve the case, and the military will have mercenaries to do the task. Now even the God of Washington's choice
The Operation Force was also established with the Gods' Chosen Union. First, the Gods' Chosen Union is extremely powerful and difficult to offend. Second, as far as Washington is concerned, maintaining a low sacrifice rate for public officials is more important than saving expenses.
It is also a destiny to give them some power.
In short, for Washington, the problem that can be solved with money is not a problem, but it is a bit special in the God-Selected Union, that is, this union has almost penetrated major trade unions in the United States, and its influence is difficult.
Not to mention the distance, just take the newly-sacred God-Selected Forensic Medical Forensic, who was once a veteran of the forensic union, and his wife is also a chosen God-Selected Man, and they were both lawyers’ union before and now.
As a member, the death of the forensic doctor is equivalent to affecting the three major trade unions. In addition, the forensic center was destroyed. As soon as this incident occurred, Washington even wanted to deal with it in a low-key manner.
Because of this, after Bush basically understood the situation, he immediately ordered the secretary: "Call the ny city bureau immediately and say what I said, don't hold it in their bureau's Divine Selected Team, don't hold it in, and all of them will be dispatched.
, hunt down the murderer!”
"yes!"
Unfortunately, what everyone here doesn't know is that while Bush Jr. issued this order, the ny branch of the God-Selected Trade Union, who received the news, had sent elite soldiers and powerful generals to start chasing the murderer. Why is it so big? It's very simple, because you die.
This forensic doctor of the Gods is actually one of the members of the Elders of the Gods' Union that will be announced in the evening. After all, it has only been half a year since the appearance of the Gods' Union. Although the Gods' Union has been established for several months and has flourished.
But the members of the elders' group of elders who are similar to the "U.S. Congress" have not been decided. They are about to announce the list, but one of the qualifying elders was killed. This is intriguing. It is no wonder that the Gods' Chosen Union
The reaction will be so great.
Just as Washington and the Chosen Union both started to get involved in the explosion in the Forensic Center, Faren and Shilin drove to the Hilton Hotel next to Sixth Avenue.
After being pushed out of the car with a coquettish angrily, Feren said in surprise: "Didn't you say you're joining Ivanka?"
"Of course, she's here." Xilin explained, "She has a long-packed presidential suite in this hotel. I think she should be changing her clothes now!"
"Will we go up there? Or are we waiting for her in the restaurant below?" Feiren asked.
Xilin gave him a blank look and said, "Of course I'm going up, you're not an outsider anyway!"
When Faren heard this, he immediately pulled Xilin into his arms and pretended to be evil and said, "Then aren't you afraid that I will take you two to the Dharma on the spot?"
"It's so beautiful!" Xilin stretched out the spring onion jade and pointed at the man's forehead, then giggled and said, "But if you want, I can only use my mouth to help you, and the main force must be Ivanka!
”
Feilun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, hugged Xilin into the hotel without any objection, but he didn't even glance at the doorman who was saying "Welcome" by the door. Xilin did not forget to pull Zhang Ershi out of Kunbao.
He handed the dollar to the doorman, and threw the car keys to him, and ordered: "Go and help me park the car!"
The doorman hurriedly thanked him and stopped.
Faren smiled at this. After seeing this, Xilin saw it, he chuckled and said, "What? You can't bear to pay even twenty dollars?"
"No, I just don't get used to local customs and forget to tip from time to time!"
"You think you did it on purpose, right?" Xilin said with a fuss.
"Aren't your eyes used to vent your anger? Who saw me on purpose?" Feiren teased.
"Go!" Xilin patted his chest unyieldingly, "When did I use my eyes to vent my anger?"
"I said no, you forgot that the first time we met was in this hotel? Your attitude towards me at that time... your eyes were almost on the top of your head!" Feiren said while hugging her to VIP
Elevator door.
"Oh, why did I forget this? You are bad!" As he said that, Xilin slapped Feilun again, looking happy and angry.
At this time, the elevator door opened, and the tall Ivanka walked out in a pure white evening outfit. Seeing Xilin and Feiren flirting, she couldn't help but say, "I was about to call you, it turns out that you have already
When you arrive, you will be happy here..."
Xilin immediately said without saying: "Ivanka, we are not happy anymore. Are you just trying to go up to find you!"
.(To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
ps: Please subscribe! Please recommend! Please give me monthly tickets!!