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Chapter 16 The FBI is here
A large number of police officers held guns in one hand and handcuffed the night gang members who were lying on the ground one by one.

When Rafar was handcuffed, he said to the officer with innocent eyes:

"Officer, it's not us, we are here to rescue Officer Roy!"

"Shut up!" The police officer ignored what Rafar said and handcuffed him directly.

The Oscars are no exception.

Jonathan helped Roy to the steps by the roadside and sat down.

Policewoman Mia squatted in front of Roy with a medical kit in her hand. She opened the kit, took out alcohol wipes from it, and began to examine Roy and wipe the blood off his body.

Roy felt in his trouser pocket and found that the cigarette was gone.

He looked up at Jonathan: "Smoke."

Jonathan quickly pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, took out one and handed it to Roy.

Roy took it and looked at it, then said, "Master, I've told you so many times that Camel is not good to smoke, so I told you to switch to Marlboro."

Jonathan pressed the lighter to light Roy's cigarette:
"After so many years, I'm used to it."

Roy took a long puff, and as the smoke entered his body, his restless heart gradually calmed down. Then, he took two more long puffs.

[Currently smoking: Lung cancer resistance +1]

"What's going on?" Jonathan asked.

"The biker gang is here to take revenge on me."

Jonathan looked back at the corpse on the ground, his eyes full of shock.

He was shocked and asked, "Did you do this all by yourself?"

Roy nodded.

Jonathan: "..."

Hearing Roy's words, Mia, who was wiping the blood for Roy, took a deep breath. The scene was so tragic. She had never seen such a tragic scene in her 8 years as a police officer.

The blood from the dead gang members gathered together and flowed into the sewer, and the scene was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

She couldn't imagine what Roy had just been through.

However, there were still thirty or forty gang members lying on the ground.

Mia: "..."

Roy turned his head to look at Oscar and said:

"Those guys are from the Night Gang. They're here to help me."

Jonathan: "..."

"You mean, those gang members came to rescue you?"

"Yes."

Jonathan: "..."

Mia: "..."

Captain Richard, who had just finished arranging the on-site work, came over and said, "Roy, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Richard: "I have reported this matter to Commissioner Gordon."

Roy nodded: "Yeah."

Jonathan said to Richard:
"Captain, those guys are not members of the motorcycle gang. They are here to help Roy."

When Richard heard this, he stood there in a daze and looked at Roy with a puzzled look.

Roy continued to nod in confirmation.

Richard: "..."

Roy looked up at Richard and said, "Let them go. This matter has nothing to do with them."

Richard and Jonathan looked at each other.

Richard says:
"Since they are here to help you, then fine, I will let them go. But this incident tonight is too big. I just took a look and found that ten people were killed and five were seriously injured. Since those people are not accomplices, they can be considered witnesses. I will take them back to the police station to take statements and they will also have to be your witnesses."

Roy naturally understood what Richard said.

Gang members openly attacked police officers and ten people died during the fight. When reporters find out, they will definitely report it widely and higher authorities will also send people to investigate. Roy may even have to go to a hearing. The members of the Night Gang at the scene happen to be eyewitnesses and can provide strong testimony for Roy.

Roy stood up and walked over to Oscar and Rafael.

He patted the two men on the shoulders and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. I told them that you are here to help me. Ask your people to follow Officer Richard back to the Brooklyn Police Station. We are just taking statements, that's all."

After hearing Roy's words, Rafar finally let go of his worries. He nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Officer Roy, we know what to do."

Rafar's eyes changed when he looked at Roy.

I used to be unconvinced and uncool.

Now it's fear and admiration. "Brothers! Follow the police officer back to the police station obediently. Don't be afraid. We are all eyewitnesses. We are just taking statements. Nothing will happen."

Rafar shouted to the group of Night Gang members behind him.

"Oh ho!!"

"Let's go and take notes."

"I am familiar with taking notes."

The night gang members followed the police officers and got into the police car obediently.

The ambulance arrived late and carried the five motorcycle gang members who were still breathing into the ambulance. They were escorted to the hospital by four police cars.

At the scene, Roy, with his clothes covered in blood, leaned against his car and lit another cigarette.

Jonathan held Roy's shoulders:

"You killed a small leader of the motorcycle gang. I don't think those desperadoes will let you go. I think you should move out of that apartment. There is no security facility in that apartment. Anyone can enter. It's too dangerous."

"it is good."

Roy took a drag on his cigarette.

[Currently smoking: Lung capacity +1]

Jonathan continued:
"The Lance Apartment across from our branch is a high-end apartment. Not only does it have complete security facilities and requires a card to enter, but there are also armed security guards downstairs. For you, this is a good choice."

As he spoke, Jonathan pulled out a credit card from his wallet.

"Roy, I know you're short of money. The limit on this credit card is $50,000, which is enough for you to pay the rent and deposit for Lance's apartment."

Jonathan pressed the credit card into Roy's hand.

Roy stood up and hugged Jonathan, then stuffed the credit card back into Jonathan's hand:

"Don't worry, I have enough money. I understand. I will move tomorrow."

Jonathan patted Roy's head as if he were a child.

Jonathan then drove Roy's SUV and took him back to the police station.

Roy took a shower at the police station and put on a clean uniform.

Inside the lobby of the Brooklyn police station.

The big and strong night gang members with tattoos all over their bodies and dressed in different clothes each sat in front of a desk.

The police officers were taking notes with pen and paper.

"Damn, Officer Roy is really amazing. He shot and knocked down five people first, then chopped down two with a machete, and finally flew directly to the height of a second floor and killed another person with his knee."

police officer:"……"

At another table:

"Officer Roy is amazing. He knocked down six people with one punch..."

police officer:"……"

"You didn't see it. 1v15. You wouldn't believe it if I told you."

Police officer: "I saw it at the scene, I believe it."

These night gang members were dancing and spitting, and everyone said something different. One called Roy the devil Satan, another compared Roy to Achilles, the ancient Greek god of war, and some even called Roy God...

Sudden.

The front door of the Brooklyn police station was pushed open.

A dozen men in black suits and ties walked in.

"You are?"

The police officer in charge of reception immediately stepped forward to intercept them.

The leading man in a suit took out his ID:

"FBI Senior Agent, Alexander Mahone!"

Seeing that they were senior agents of the FBI, the police officer who received them did not dare to stop them and could only let them in.

As the FBI agents passed by the office lobby, they all looked at the gang members who were taking statements. They walked through the police station lobby and went straight to the director's office.

ten minutes later.

There was a heated argument in Commissioner Gordon's office.

Snapped--

There was a loud slamming of the table.

"My man is now lying in the hospital, and his life or death is uncertain. Director Gordon, you must give me an explanation."

"Maguire Ryan is an undercover agent I planted inside the motorcycle gang. He has been stabbed badly by your men and may not survive the night. I must take the police officer named Roy von Weizsäcker away today."

(End of this chapter)