Chapter 359

Smith began to pack up his guns at full speed and put them into a long big backpack.

These are first-class goods. They are easy to use. He can't throw them around this time.

After stepping on the long backpack, he suddenly looked up.

Broken skylight, empty no one, only a dark night sky.

He frowned for a moment and pulled on Miss Donna, who was holding the baby. "Let's go. Let's go to the bar where the heavy metal band is playing."

Miss Donna trotted all the way: "this is ridiculous. Oliver is so small. How could he like rock music?"

Smith: that may be the only clue

Besides, I've collected money. That young man's ten thousand dollars is not so easy to take. He muttered to himself.

On the rooftop, Luke looks at the two people who left downstairs and jumps down.

Half an hour later, in front of a rock and roll bar in the East District, Hula stopped three black SUVs, with more than ten black suits coming down.

This is definitely not gang.

The temperament of the regular people on them is a little obvious. They are either professional security companies or people trained by similar institutions.

Luke crooned, "if you like to assemble, I tell you I'm your man

you win some, lose some, it's still the same to me..."

The song also came faintly from the bar.

A group of black suits swarmed in. A moment later, a tall man with a gorgeous woman holding a baby came out of the side alley and entered a small hotel more than ten meters across.

This, of course, is Mr. Smith, the killer, and miss Donna, the special psychotherapist.

Luk guan'er: "it's really powerful. The professional security team can't catch you."

Several black suits rushed out later, scanning around with guns in their hands.

Then someone yelled, "Damn it, somebody killed Philip. Did you see the suspect?"

A few black suits used walkie talkie to say a few words there, angrily returned to the bar.

Luke knew that one of them had run into Mr. Smith and been killed quietly.

But what are these black suits doing here? He thought in his heart and looked at the monitoring pictures around him. Suddenly he said, "here What the hell is it? "

At the exit of the back door, the group of black suits were carrying corpses, nearly 10 people, all in black opaque plastic bags.

But the head of one of them was not tightened. In the shaking of carrying, a person's head suddenly slipped out of the slightly loosened zipper.

There's nothing strange about the body itself. What's strange is that there's a stick in his left eye socket Carrot?

It's not a carrot shaped toy, is it? Luke muttered to himself, adjusting the surveillance screen and putting the camera on the carrot.

As a result, it's a real carrot.

A moment later, the man at the side of the car found the exposed head and carrots, scolded them in a low voice, reached out and pulled up the zipper.

But the action is too casual, he accidentally broke the carrot, broken, broken.

Luke: That's a carrot?!

In less than 20 minutes, the group of black suits cleaned up everything in the back door and drove away at a gallop.

Luke thought about it, got out of the car and went around the back door.

He went to the place where the black suit had just stopped. He picked up the cut-off carrots there and held them in his hand.

Looking at it carefully for a moment, he made a little effort with his fingers, and immediately squeezed a small section of carrot into a soft beach.

Luke chuckled, shoved the carrot into a plastic bag and put it in the storage space.

Leisurely around the street of the front door of the bar, before he left the alley, he saw a dozen or so guys in black combat suits quietly surrounded the small hotel on the opposite side.

They are clear-cut, fast-moving, fast like a room on the second floor surrounding the past.

Where is this from? Luke is suspicious.

But looking around them, it was Mr. Smith and miss Donna's hiding place.

Luke's eyes turn. He laughs, pulls out P226 and raises his gun to aim.

Bang!

"Ah!" A gunman in black, bowing forward on the first floor, screamed, covering his buttocks and falling to the ground.

While Luke was shooting, he immediately stopped the gun and ran away.

Bang bang bang! make love!

Fierce and chaotic gunfire rang out, and several guys in black uniforms fell down from the second floor screaming.

Some were shot out of the house, some wanted to rush in and were shot down.

The weapons of these guys are not bad. Several of them use mp5k. It's only one word expensive.Unfortunately, the best weapon depends on who is using it.

Mr. Smith in the room is undoubtedly an expert in the use of firearms. He also has a batch of first-class firearms from HK company.

The number of black combat suits occupied an absolute advantage. After rushing into the room, Mr. Smith, like a ground mouse, came out one by one.

In less than five minutes, eight black uniforms were wiped out.

Even the guy who got shot in the ass and hid in the shadow downstairs didn't escape the shot from the overhead window.

At this time, the bar beside the road changed another song: "I've got a bad boy and that's all right with me."

" Is nothing that I can’t keep clean……”

Luke hummed and walked across the street, standing in the dark.

A few minutes later, Smith appeared again with Donna and the baby, disappearing into the corner not far from the street.

Luke smiled, quickly approached the room, looked around, took out his fake mobile phone, quickly photographed the appearance and equipment of those black combat suits, and then turned away.

After getting on the car, he took a laptop out of the storage space, entered all the photos just now, and let the program start to find relevant clues.

The SUV also started slowly and left here.

When she came home, Selena had just finished her bath, wrapped in a big towel, and was blowing her head in the living room.

When she saw him coming back, she just looked at him and said nothing.

When Luke came out of the bath, Selena said, "I've read Luca Patton's information. This guy's resume is clean."

Luke, with a sound, picked up the tablet and looked at the weapons and equipment data just analyzed by the above program.

One name stands out - hammerson defense.

Selena continued: "compared to Nick, this Luca Barton is a model of police. It has been two years since he received a complaint."

Luke started to search the information of hammerson defense company, saying, "he is a good law-abiding policeman. Didn't the county police give him a medal?"

"However, it is reported that the officer Luca Patton is very close to one of the esworth family." Selena said.

Luke put his head up and said, "who?"