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Rona.Bell smelled a peculiar smell of plastic, sweat, and metal, coming from the Motorola walkie-talkie.At this moment, he was holding it against his face. Secret service fourth group, are you ready?complete.he spoke into the intercom. Got it, it's over.One person in the group answered. ok now At this time, there was a sudden burst of muffled gunshots from the canyon-like streets. Bell jumped up. It's gunshots!Charles.Grady screamed.I hear gunshots!Have you been hit? You squat down and don't move.Bell said she also switched to squatting.He turned around, raised his pistol, and looked carefully at the public office building across the street.He counted quickly.

Found it, Bell picked up the walkie-talkie and said: The fourth team of Secret Service, I found that the gangster is on the third floor, the fifth window from the side.Then he looked at the pane of glass.oops. Once again, it's over.A team member said back. I said, oops. Grady, lying on the sidewalk, said: What's wrong?He was going to stand up. Stay here and don't move.The detective told him that he stood up cautiously and turned to face the window, while also scanning the sidewalks on both sides for other assassins who might be nearby.A moment later, a Secret Service armored vehicle screeches to a halt, and within five seconds Bell and Grady are in the vehicle.Screeching tires drove away from the scene of the attack, bringing the prosecutor back to his family on the Upper East Side.

Bell looked behind him and saw that many Secret Service personnel had rushed across the street and swarmed into the building opposite the courthouse. □□□ Don't worry he will come to you by himself. □□□ He has always believed in this. Bell had previously deduced that the best location for the criminals to assassinate Grady would be from the office building across the street, and that the gunman would most likely sneak into a lower-floor office facing the street.It's unlikely the killer made it to the roof, where there are more than a dozen surveillance cameras.The reason why Bell used himself as a bait to openly expose himself on the street was because he learned some information related to this building from the last hostage-taking incident: windows, for example.Like many new government buildings, the windows cannot be opened and are made of blast-proof glass.

This is still a bit dangerous, he knows it very well.Gunners may use armor-piercing bullets that can penetrate this glass that is several inches thick.However, Bell also remembered a sentence he heard a few years ago when he was investigating a certain case: God is not sure. He risked being a bait to lure the sniper out, hoping only that the bullet would crack the glass and reveal the location of the killer. His plan was successful, with only one small difference, which made Bell couldn't help but yelled at the secret service team: oops Secret Service Team 4 called Bell, you're right.complete.

Keep going, over. The police officer on the other end of the radio said: We have entered the building, and the scene is safe and sound.Just a small problem, I forgot what they said?Winning a Darwin Award?I mean, when the suspect does something stupid.complete. Got it, Bell replied, where did he shoot himself?complete. Just now, Bell discovered where the gunman was, not because the glass was broken, but because a large pool of blood was splashed on the glass.Secret Service officers said the man fired at Bell, but the copper-tipped bullet bounced off the glass and the fragments left five or six wounds on the shooter's body, particularly in the groin area, where a major artery appears to be located. Or a large vein severed by a stray bullet.By the time Secret Service personnel stormed the office, the gunman had bled out and passed out.

This is Will, right?complete.Bell said. no, sorry.His name is Harpers.Wenworth, from Kendon Falls. Bell frowned angrily.So Will and those who worked with him are probably still around here.He asked again: Have you found any clues related to Will?Is there any way to know where Will is going or what he's going to do? No, said the gruff tactical commander: only his papers were found.Also, he has a book of Bible stories for children.He paused.Really sorry, Rona, we have yet another victim.He killed a woman, and the motive seems to be to get into the building. Well, we're going to seal off the place and continue looking for Will.complete.

Bell shook his head before saying to Grady: No sign of him. Unless there is a situation, of course, that is where the most troublesome part of this case lies.Maybe they had already found Will, or even Will himself. Maybe he is now a policeman, a medical worker, a reporter, a plainclothes criminal, a pedestrian on the street or a homeless man.However, they had no idea who was him. Through the yellowed windows of the reception room, Andrew.Constable saw a stern black face appear at the window, peering inward at what was going on in the drawing room.After a while, the face disappeared, and the burly black guard left the door of the reception room and went to talk to his colleagues in the corridor.

Constable immediately got up from the metal table and walked past his defense attorney to the window.He looked out, I saw the man who came over to peep just now was standing in the hall, talking with another guard with a serious expression. It seems that there is no problem. What's wrong?Joseph.Ross asked him. It's all right, Constable replied, I didn't say anything. Oh, I thought you were talking. I don't. Although he replied like this, he doubted that he might have really said something just now.Maybe a comment, maybe a prayer.He returned to the desk, and the lawyer looked up from a stack of yellow papers.There were five or six names and phone numbers written on these papers, which were the names that Constable heard from the people in Kendong Falls after contacting the Weir incident.

Ross looked a little disturbed.They had just learned that a man with a long gun had attempted to attack Grady a few minutes earlier, just in front of the building.However, this person is not Will, and he is still missing."I'm concerned that Grady is now too scared to come and negotiate with us," the lawyer said.I thought we should call him at his house and tell him what we found.He patted the stack of papers.Or, we should give this information to that detective.What's his name?Bell, right? That's right.Constable said. Ross moved his stubby fingers over the paper with names and phone numbers on it, and said: Do you think everyone on here knows about Will?Be special.What the police want to know is something unique.

Constable leaned forward, his eyes fell on the list, then on the lawyer's watch.Then, he shook his head slightly.I doubt it.He said. Do you doubt? That's right.Did you see the first phone number? how? That's a dry cleaner on Harrison Street in Kendon Falls, the one below that is the Independent Grocers Union, and the next one is a Baptist church.As for those names?The prisoner went on to say: Eddie.Davis, Barrett.Samuel, Joey.James.Watkins? That's right, Ross said: They're all Jedi.Barnes' associate. Constable chuckled.No, these people are all made up. What?Ross frowned.

The prisoner moved closer to his lawyer, looking into the bewildered man's eyes.I mean, the names and phone numbers are all fake. I do not understand what you mean. Constable said softly: Of course you don't understand, you disgusting Jew.As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his fist and punched the terrified lawyer in the face, before he could raise his hand in defense.