Chapter 19: Grim Reaper Breaks Through the Window

Ep17 Death Comes From The Window
When it was getting dark, a Chevrolet Suburban drove into the underground parking lot of the FBI Chicago branch building. Leo turned off the fire and pulled out the key. He touched the intact but still painful wound on his back, opened the door and slowly stepped out of the car.
Two stab wounds were neatly stitched by a doctor in a private clinic in Thomson Township, and the place where the arm was punctured and rubbed by gravel was also treated. With the input of 400 blood of the same type, his strength returned to his thirsty body. in. He changed from head to toe to a brand-new, clean outfit, and he felt much better, except for the pain from the wound that couldn't be ignored.
"Is the menstrual period coming, Xiaobailian, you have a smell on your body." A vigorous voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Leo turned back in a bad mood and said coldly to this bald man, "You better pray for a lifetime at the FBI, or I will one day put the barrel in your mouth!"
"One day you can really win me once, and I will admit that you have a 'gun'." Anthony said provocatively.
Leo felt the pain in the newly wound wound cracked. He walked away without a word, and said one more word to this guy, all in the middle of his heart.
Anthony stepped forward in three or two steps and stopped him. "Hey, don't be so cold, I occasionally care about my colleagues. Injured? Very fresh blood," he took a deep breath intoxicatedly Evaluation: "It tastes really good."
Leo thinks that this is even more perverted and violent than all the murderers he caught before, but the other party is currently in the same camp as him, and even worse, he can't beat him.
Thinking of another fighting master I met today, Leo's mood was even worse, with a somber face saying, "Yeah, I was injured and almost planted in the hands of a murderer playing 'mad dog'. By the way, that The guy's fighting style is all the way to you, even the color of the eyes is the same pale yellow, shouldn't it be you who put on a hood to attack me? "
Anthony froze, "'Mad Dog' tactical assault knife? Fighting style follows me all the way? Pale iris? Hell, you remind me of a guy-I ca n’t wait to kick his head like a watermelon, let blood and The brain sprayed on the walls and ceiling! What else is there? Is there a burn scar on his entire right arm? "
Leo was surprised to widen his dark blue eyes, "Burn scar! He did have a large burn scar on the back of his right hand, a bit like a bat, and I can't see it on his arm ... Do you really know this? people?"
Anthony's mouth murmured a series of curses, mixed with Portuguese and Russian. Even if Rio could not understand those words, he could feel a deep hatred and anger in his tone. After the bald man with a violent scolding blatantly cursed, he finally changed back to English: "'Devil' Elan! I took my head to guarantee that it must be the idiot! Two years ago he was swept down by 'Battle Tiger'. The boxing ring suffered a minor injury. I was afraid that the enemy would take the opportunity to find the door. I did n’t know where to hide. After that, it disappeared and disappeared. I was not willing, I tried hard to find it several times, and finally heard I fled to Siberia, if I hated the ghostly weather that was so cold there, I would never let go of this bitch! "
Leo said solemnly to Anthony, "Go, go to my office, we need to talk."
Anthony froze again, revealing an incredible look: "You-invite me to your office? It's raining in the world ... Do you like to be beaten up in the office in uniform?"
Leo reluctantly cursed: "I want to talk to you about business, about this serial murder case, you give me normal!"
Savi Elland, 36, of Israeli descent, of Siberian training camp, was a former black market boxer, nicknamed "Devil King" and is currently listed as the number one suspect in the Chicago Chess Serial Murder Case.
After the federal warrant was issued, Rob felt relieved and said to Leo, still frowning, "Relax, man, at least we have suspects."
"If you can't catch it, he will always be a suspect." The black agent responded dissatisfied. "There is another!"
"Just catch him, and the other ca n’t run, are n’t they a good pair of friends." Rob took away the hot coffee he just bought and took a big sip, "Coffee / phine on the wound No, you should go and drink juice. "
The office door was pushed open, and Li Biqing rushed in and split his head and asked, "Are you hurt? Is it serious? Where is the wound? Has the wound been treated? Why not go back to rest!"
"Hi, boy, slow down, can you rate your question?" Leo's narrow smile hangs on Leo's lips, diminishing his habitual grim calmness, which makes him look younger and more youthful. Handsome.
Li Biqing realized that he was dysfunctional and smiled a little embarrassedly. When he walked to Leo, he gently touched the bandage bandaged on the back of the other person, and hissed in a cold air, as if this big mouth was scratching on his back, "Does it hurt?"
"It's okay." Leo felt that the warmth of the place he touched could still penetrate through the thick bandage, which was better than the analgesic effect of morphine.
"Before you are hurt, you have to rest more and work less."
"I know, rest assured."
"I will cook black fish peanut rice soup for you at night, and Chinese medicine said that it will promote wound healing."
"Oh, Chinese medicine ... Can you let in the strange bark grass roots?" Leo made a look of embarrassment, but his eyes flashed with pleasant sunny light.
"Rest assured, it tastes good. I made it for Jasmine before, and she likes it very much." Li Biqing vowed angrily.
Leo's eyes narrowed and he was suddenly silent, and he said politely, "Thank you."
Li Biqing seemed to feel that his mood was a bit wrong, and he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he replied nebulously: "No thanks ..."
Rob turned his head and didn't want to look at the two stupid people again, showing a terrible expression.
At this time, the head of the task force Alfred walked in and said to Leo with a caring and sympathetic tone: "Are you okay? I didn't expect these two to be on you."
"A little flesh wound, no problem." Leo smiled calmly.
"I'm worried that they won't succeed, and there will be a backhand." Alfred said worryingly, publicly and privately, he did not want a criminal investigator at the headquarters to show what happened in his case. "You need to strengthen your physical protection. Leo, I will send more staff to stay with you 24 hours."
"No, thank you. I don't need a bodyguard." Leo refused. "My personal safety isn't that thin, and there's Rob."
The green-eyed partner immediately stated: "We will act together until the case is over."
"But the two are still missing a bit, aren't they?" Alfred tried to persuade them, "Should not add another, just because there was a volunteer who wanted to join this operation. Anthony, instructor of freehand combat in our branch. Queirot, I don't have to say anything. I heard that playing with tactical knives and firearms is not bad. "
Leo's face sank. "Thank you to pass a message to him:‘ how far is your mother ’s giving me!


Rob froze his tongue and squeezed his eyes at Alfred: "Oh, it seems that someone has offended our big handsome guy! I have been with him for a year, and I haven't seen him so resentful."
The older and genial Jewish agent was a little embarrassed at this time, explaining: "I heard you and Anthony worked together in the New York branch before, and thought ..." Looking at Leo's more somber face, he immediately set aside This topic: "No matter him, let Maien follow you, this guy is very smart and motivated, let him learn something from you."
Leo had a good impression of the young mixed-race black agent, and reluctantly agreed. Seeing that the clock on the wall was already pointing at ten o'clock, he patted Li Biqing's arm and urged, "You should go back." Then he turned to Alfred and said, "Can you please ask someone to send him one Process? "
"no problem."
Li Biqing asked, "What about you and Rob?"
"We won't go back to that apartment for the time being," Leo replied succinctly.
Li Biqing immediately understood the unexplained scruples: Generally speaking, serial killers will not give up so easily on their carefully selected targets, especially professional-level killers like Ellan who are proud of their skills. Today The attack was unsuccessful, and it is likely that the next time, Leo is afraid that it will endanger his personal safety.
He couldn't help holding the detective's arm tightly. Deer's eyes were round and warm, full of deep worries: "Rio, you'll be fine, right?"
The latter gave him a bright and gentle smile: "Of course, I will be more careful."
"You swear!" The Chinese boy stared anxiously at him, "You swear to me and Jasmine, you will protect yourself and don't get hurt again!"
His eyes made Leo feel a real pain from the bottom of his heart. If there weren't two people present at the moment, he just wanted to hold the boy tightly in his arms and soothe 10,000 times in his ears. Now, he can only say with the most reasonable smile and the most natural tone: "Yes, I swear, to you and my sister Jasmine."
Knowing that this was only self-consolation, Li Biqing still felt a lot of peace of mind, as if there was a special magic in the words of the other party, which made him involuntarily believe in him and support him. "Well, do whatever you want, call me if you need to, and I'll switch on 24 hours."
Leo nodded and patted lightly on the back of his hand.
"I wish my daughter's hippie boyfriend had half the ability and sense of this child. Leo should be grateful to have such a relative." Alfred whispered.
"Maybe Leo doesn't think so ..." Rob sighed in a lower voice.
In the next few days, Li Biqing never met Leo and Rob outside the branch building. The two federal agents seemed to be fine, avoiding the time and route that might stagger with him. This made him totally uncomfortable with making dinner. Every night, he would cook noodles to cope with his stomach, wait until noon, and then bring the cooked medicated meal into Leo's office, and then watch him eat the thermos to the end. Rob once again drew aside, "I want to marry a Chinese wife who can cook!"
Unfortunately, the warm lunch break did not last long, and was interrupted by an emergency outside line. Leo hung up and said to Rob, "A police officer in the Southern District received a report from the public saying that he had seen someone on the warrant picture near Englewood and drove a water silver Land Rover Aurora. Go southeast. Go, let's talk to the witnesses. "
Rob immediately walked out of the office with him, and Maien heard the news, and the three of them got into the car and galloped out of the underground parking lot.
Soon, they left downtown Chicago and entered the southern area known for street violence and gangster fighting. As he crossed the rundown neighborhood of Englewood, a group of black boys yelling and fighting by the road were venting their anger on a hot summer afternoon, and a little girl with a needle on her arm on the porch began to burst into tears. Tightly closed carriages and dark window foils cannot isolate social issues such as homicide, drug abuse and early pregnancy in this area. They are accompanied by poverty and noisy lives everywhere.
A basketball flying from the street corner hit the windshield of the car and bounced off. Maien seemed to have been prepared for a long time, still holding the steering wheel steadily, his thick lips taut and gloomy, like a guard. A sadlock of sorrow, indignation, and disappointment.
The Rob Cup sitting in the front passenger seat was startled and almost pulled out his hand / gun. After seeing it as a prank, he muttered angrily: "Hell black zone-" aware of the skin color of the driver next to him. He explained abruptly after he paused: "I swear to the family cemetery that this is definitely not racial discrimination. I just feel that the law and order in this area is really ..."
"I know." The young black detective replied bluntly. "I was born here. If it wasn't for the stinger that interrupted my mother's left foot during a gangster ten years ago, maybe I'm still one of those street bums member."
Rob was silent for a moment and whispered, "I'm sorry ... and I admire your struggle."
Mai En clenched his steering wheel, tilted his lips, and seemed to want to say something, but that sentence never had a chance to exit--
"Bang!" A crisp sound, the window glass next to the driver's seat suddenly shattered into a hollow mesh. Along this invisible straight line, on the left temple of Maien, a scorched black hole with the thickness of a finger appeared, and when the sniper projectile penetrated the skull and rushed out from the other side, it opened a large fist hole. Broken bones, brain plasma, and flesh mixed with splashes, his body bounced obviously, and fell to Rob on the right.
Rob exclaimed aloud, and his upper body hit the door. The black detective brought the steering wheel when he fell, and the car turned around, rushed into the roadside building, crashed into the iron gate, and inserted into the concrete brick wall of the waste warehouse. It was in a loud noise when the wall collapsed. Raise the sky dust.
Thrown by huge inertia, Leo shouted a second before hitting the front seat: "Brake--"
Rob's head hit a hard object, his eyes darkened for a while, and Leo's cry seemed to come through the night with lightning, roaring in his head. He lay down on the driver's seat, took every effort to lift Maien's crooked calf, moved down to press down, and stepped on the brakes.
The huge body of the SUV shook almost upside down. After hitting and flying countless scrap copper and rotten iron, it was like a badly injured beast, puffing and smoking into a container wooden box stacked deep in the warehouse.
The process from extreme movement to extreme silence is as short as the moment when the end of the world is approaching. After the explosion and shock wave destroying the earth, the dust is settled and the darkness is silent.
In this dead silence, a few seconds of coma is as long as the extreme night.
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