The bounty hunter of the film and television world

Chapter 26 Grace Concealing Information
There is a city, New Orleans, near the mouth of the Mississippi River, the most downstream of the rice grains.

Here is a subtropical monsoon climate, warm all year round, if it is not often hit by hurricanes, it will be a very livable city.

In January, the weather is just right, neither hot nor cold, and the highest temperature is less than [-] degrees.

On the street, many people are strolling around in big pants and vests.

In the afternoon, near the Audubon Zoo, in the jungle park along the Mississippi River.

People spread out leisurely, and many people in cool clothes were having lunch on the lawn.

Deep in the lawn stands a Gothic-style place of worship.

For well-known reasons, New Orleans has a majority African population.

The people who often go to church are more of European descent.

Therefore, this house of worship was built later.

The time is not long, and there are not many historical traces, only 80 to 100 years less than [-] years.

New Orleans is doing very well economically.

The strength of the city as a whole does not equate to the prosperity of the people.

What's more, there are more African-Americans here.

I have nothing to do, and I am not rich, so I naturally like to go to church.

Today is not a Sunday, and there are still many people in the building.

They sang songs with high spirits under the leadership of a certain deacon.

New Orleans is the birthplace of soul music, and songs of worship have also been adapted to be cheerful and full of rhythm.

Some poor buddies even added a few words temporarily.

To be poor is to be poor for a day. At this time, everyone seems to forget that life is difficult.

And just when the melody of the song fluctuated, suddenly, there was a loud "bang"!
The entire church shook, and countless glass shattered.

I saw the deacon's head ascending to the sky, and in an instant he turned into blood mist all over the sky.

There were screams, cries, and curses one after another.

Happy rice grains, gun battles every day.

This scene is rare, but the crowd participating in the singing is still very psychological, and quickly got down on the ground.

Seconds later, no subsequent explosion was heard, and gunshots rang out.

They started swarming, one fat woman screaming and running towards the door, and the others immediately followed.

The scene was in chaos.

"Ah, bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, in the crowd, a chubby man with dark skin and sweat all over his body yelled loudly.

His eyes were red, and he seemed to have lost his mind and threw himself on a person.

Fingers, teeth, all weapons used.

ah ah ah ah...

The confusion intensified immediately.There were a total of more than 30 people at the scene.

Most of them were as crazy as the chubby man just now.

They beat each other, and the scene was extremely tragic.They all lost their minds and seemed eager to destroy everything around them.

What happened inside the church quickly attracted the attention of the crowd outside.

It's not like in movies and TV dramas, people don't rush up to watch the excitement out of silly curiosity.

After someone called the police, everyone fled immediately, far away.

Thus, with the church as the center, a vacuum was formed for hundreds of meters around.

Among the more than 30 people inside, only some reasonable people left wanted to escape, but they were easily caught up.

The chaos lasted for half an hour.

The local police officer was not the first person to arrive, but a reporter from NBC.

The situation here spread throughout Louisiana at once.

At the same time, it spread quickly on the Internet and across the United States.

When the police came to wash the floor, the scene made them a little unacceptable.

Then, things got worse and worse.

The chief of police, the bearded, chubby Vincent William, was there himself.

When he was being interviewed by the TV station and dispelling the relationship by reprimanding his men.

A group of people suddenly appeared.

"We have taken over here, Mr. William, please take your staff to other places for interviews. Also, we will invite you to cooperate with the case later. I hope the New Orleans Police Department is ready!"

"you are a……"

William was in a state of desperation, and when he was about to curse, he saw the ID and related documents that the other party took out.

A smile appeared on his ugly face.

The name on the photo on the ID is Department of Homeland Security, Louisiana Chief, Bob Davis.

The Department of Homeland Security, is a stitch monster.

An extremely powerful organization, established in 02.Established after the World Trade Center collapse that shocked the world.

Including customs, transportation security, border protection, immigration, and even the Secret Service, the U.S. Coast Guard, are all combined by this department.

After three or four years of development, the interior is basically smooth.

Generally speaking, in Louisiana, the police chief of the city with the best economy will not bow his head in front of Governor William.

He only needs to maintain a good relationship with the local gentry, and his position is very stable.

But face it, the people from the Department of Homeland Security, he has to be more polite.

Because, when encountering a major incident, if you can't solve it yourself, you have to ask others for help.

"Hey, Bob, it's a good thing you're here! Don't worry, we will cooperate! Regarding public opinion, leave it to me. The results of our investigation just now will be shared with you.

Charlie!Take Bob and them to conduct a more detailed investigation! "

"No need, let's go by ourselves!" Bob Davis is a middle-aged strong man with slender and sharp eyes, squinting his eyes like a smile, he doesn't want the local waste to participate in the detailed investigation.

Lest they get in the way, want to take credit, and screw things up when the time comes.

William cursed fiercely in his heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, then please do your work first. My people will investigate by themselves and provide you with help."

Bob sneered, he could prevent the local police station from participating in the work of his department, but he couldn't stop William from investigating on his own.

Turning his head, he led a group of subordinates and acted quickly.

The New Orleans Police Department has already investigated the scene.

The police station in such an economically prosperous city is not really for nothing.

Despite Hollywood, and around the world, all sorts of ridicules of the US government.

But anyone with a normal IQ can think that as a global superpower, it would not be such a waste.

The Department of Homeland Security obtained the police investigation report, based on a professional assessment.

This incident was defined by them as a major threat of terrorist attack.

Therefore, Bob rushed over in person after obtaining the authorization documents from all parties at the first time.

Walking into the church, Bob frowned, squinted his eyes, and looked around like a hungry wolf.

More than 20 minutes later, the on-site investigators came forward to report: "Compared to the investigation of the New Orleans Police Department, there is no more new information."

Bob looked at Intelligence Director Alexander, "Has there been a similar incident?"

Alexander was covered with sweat and looked really stressed, "No. Human bombs, and special electromagnetic waves that affect brain waves to make people full of violence! It never happened."

"Then, have the identities and special events of the victims at the scene, especially those involved in the explosion been investigated?"

Alexander wiped his sweat and shook his head in embarrassment.

Beside him was a middle-aged woman. The deputy director of intelligence, Courteney, smiled and rolled her eyes at her boss and said, "My staff has found it. Hunter Troy, the person responsible for the human explosion, is the director of the Audubon Hospital in New Orleans and a local councilor.

He is 46 years old and graduated from the University of Pennsylvania.According to my team's analysis, he has not had any abnormalities since he was a child, and he has not come into contact with any abnormal personnel.

Apart from……"

"Except for what?" Bob pushed Alexander away and asked anxiously.

"Three months ago, he became the personal doctor of Valentine Group and the chief financial officer. Before the bombing, the last phone call was with Grace Smith, the granddaughter of his teacher Flint Smith."

Bob: "What does that mean? And what else!"

Courteney said with a smile: "Interestingly, Ms. Grace Smith became interested in the Valentine Group about half a month ago. I have a friend who works at the CIA.

Miss Smith privately inquired about the affairs of the Valentine Group through Ms. Jean Mills! "

"Who's Jean Mills?" Bob asked.

"She is the daughter of my friend." Courteney said: "At the same time, the FBI is also investigating Valentine."

Bob said, "What does this say, what do you want to say? Who is Grace Smith, is she Mr. Key?"

Courteney: "Her grandfather, Flint Smith, was an FBI consultant. I just contacted FBI headquarters and they didn't provide any information."

Bob nodded, "Okay, I'm going to contact the FBI myself, but you know..."

The two departments have somewhat overlapping responsibilities.

The FBI used to be quite large, a powerful organization that overwhelmed domestic and foreign countries, and even robbed many CIA jobs.

Now, the main duty is actually busy to detect major domestic criminal cases.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even though the FBI is no longer as powerful as it used to be, Bob can't force them to provide him with information.

When he shrugged and said that the trip would not go well.

Courteney said in a timely manner: "Boss, I will take someone to find Grace Smith. Ask her to cooperate with our investigation as an ordinary citizen."

"Very good!" Bob nodded in satisfaction, very happy to have such capable subordinates.

Alexander, who was on the side, hunched over and wiped the sweat from his forehead, wanted to go forward and say something, but Bob had already turned his head and left.

Seeing Courteney's smug expression, she cursed hard in her heart.

(End of this chapter)