The NYPD has been having a tough time recently. There have been several vicious cases starting from the Hilton Hotel. Of course, the Hilton case is rather special. Let’s not mention it. Currently, two banks have been robbed of eight million US dollars. They will never accept the robbers again.
Once successful, FBl has also begun to cooperate with the NYPD.
Several patrol officers were describing the BMW they inspected to the FBL people, and the detectives were preparing to find some clues inside.
"Wow, I didn't expect your ex-boyfriend to be a rich man." Washburn sat with Bella, secretly pointed at Curtis and muttered to her.
Bella didn't have a good face at all, "This bastard, who knows how he got rich, he didn't have as much money as me before." Even though Curtis helped her keep the car, she still didn't like this guy.
Marta stood aside and looked at Washburn, getting more and more angry. This guy graduated from the police academy with her, but she didn't know why he could mess up very simple things and complain a lot every year.
Even though he had been promoted to captain, he was still going around in circles. He was even transferred to patrol a few days ago.
At this time, the two of them were asked to help FBl screen. Marta also wanted to at least transfer him back if he could get some credit, but this guy didn't care at all.
Little did she know that this Washburn had actually met the four robbers a long time ago. The testimonies given by these police officers were completely inconsistent with him, because it was very simple that the robbers were four women.
The last police officer walked in, it was the one who issued the ticket to Vanessa, "It's a blue BMW, and that girl can't even open the trunk." This uncle, who has been a patrol officer for more than ten years, said,
It seems that I am still recalling the beautiful scenery at that time.
"What girl?" Bella asked subconsciously after hearing this.
"Driver, that's such a little horse flea..." The patrol officer turned his head and was about to use an explicit word to describe the scene he saw to his colleagues when he saw Marta's eyes full of warning.
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"Well, there were four women in the car. I searched them and found no money. I also gave the driver a ticket because she was wearing high heels." The patrolman saw that Marta's expression was not good, and he quickly said what he saw concisely.
Bella and Washburn were still muttering quietly, but Marta couldn't bear it anymore, "What on earth are you two talking about?"
Washburn jumped up directly. This guy felt that his chance for promotion had finally arrived, "A red BMW that is more ostentatious than an ice cream truck. After we pay attention to this car, these women will
Modification."
"Wait, you said these robbers are women?" Marta keenly grasped the key point of Washburn's words.
Washburn nodded excitedly, "Yes..."
Bella, who was sitting on the side, directly raised her hand and hit the guy between the legs, "Oh~~", Washburn seemed to be choked by someone.
"Officer, when we were driving, we felt that the figures of those people looked like women. It was just a guess by both of us." Bella rushed to answer.
Washburn bent over and turned to look at her with wide eyes, "No, it's obviously..."
"It's obviously like four women." Bella raised her voice, then directly reached out and grabbed this idiot's hair and shook it from side to side to shut him up. He didn't want to say that he had seen the robber before, but he didn't even think about it.
If he knew it but failed to report it, he would definitely be blamed.
Washburn finally realized the problem under the double blow. He broke out in a cold sweat and almost lost his job.
"Yes, those four people really look like women." Bella was finally relieved after hearing his change of words. This guy really has a way of complicating simple things.
Others in the office looked at the strange behavior of these two guys, and they were not without suspicion, but no one would have thought that these two people had actually met the robbers. After all, Washburn was usually a lunatic.
not too much.
Although the fact that the four robbers are women is just speculation, it is indeed a breakthrough direction. Now we need to find the blue BMW and the driver.
The FBl and the detectives from the Major Crime Unit began to get busy, "Officer Preston, please follow me." An FBl took the patrol officer out and prepared to take a portrait of the driver.
Marta's eyes showed suspicion, but when she looked at Washburn, she felt a little irritated, "Okay, as long as you don't cause trouble these days, I will bring you back later. Now disappear right away."
Washburn and Bella walked out of the office and leaned against the wall with a sigh of relief, "Thank you just now." He knew that if Bella hadn't stopped him, he would have definitely died this time.
Curtis walked over from the corridor, "How's it going? It's over?"
Although Bella still didn't like him, the other party helped her after all, so she didn't say anything bad, "Yes, I can drive the car back." Bella was very depressed when she thought of this, although the car was not stolen.
Yes, but I hit a fire hydrant before, so the equipment may have been flooded and may need major repairs.
Curtis felt that he had nothing to do, so he took the initiative to say goodbye and leave. "Then I'll leave first. If you need anything later, just come to me."
"I think he's pretty good." Washburn looked at the other person's back.
"That's what he looks like when you haven't seen him being an asshole."
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Xu Chuan stayed in the cafe until the evening, when the blue BMW arrived belatedly and drove in from the side road. The door at the back was opened so that they could drive into the yard.
These four women don't seem to realize that they are about to be exposed. In fact, as long as the police look in the right direction, it will be difficult for them to escape. It is definitely taboo to commit consecutive crimes in one place. Let's go and give them a warning tonight.
Bar.
Hey, when you think about it, you are really a good person.
Four long-legged people entered the theater. The fat man looked at them with eyes wide open, but Vanessa's look made him turn around and continue his work.
He was sealing the stolen money into the door of a car so he could drive away without worrying about police inspections.
Several women changed their clothes and started planning their last robbery tomorrow.
"I always feel that something is not right. There seems to be something wrong somewhere." The red-haired woman thought for a while and said to Vanessa, "Is there anything wrong with your driver's license?" The police had copied her driver's license before issuing a ticket.
Vanessa shook her head, "Don't worry, I paid a high price to find someone to do it, and there are absolutely no flaws. But the problem is that someone saw us in the used car lot that night, and one of them was a policeman."
"We should have dealt with both of them then," another woman with short hair said.
"Do you really want to kill a police officer?"
"That would be better than now."
The four women started arguing in Portuguese for no apparent reason. Finally, Vanessa stopped everyone and said, "Tomorrow is the last time anyway. We will change cars and leave immediately after we are done. There is nothing the police can do."
Of course, the other three people also knew that this kind of mutual accusation would not help, and they dispersed to start preparations for tomorrow.
Vanessa continued to check the condition of the vehicle and plan the route, and the others began to help the fat man hide money in the car. The redhead held a Colt 725 carbine and poured ammunition on the target paper.