I'm a spy in the film

Lao Lu's Garage.

Bell struggled to open his eyes, shook his still heavy head, and began to look around with his hazy eyes.

"Damn, I was caught after all. What was my last memory? Yes, that short-haired girl knocked me out with one punch. Damn, her fists were really strong!"

Bell complained in his heart, and then he realized that this was the interior of Lao Lu's garage. As expected, he got in, but now he was hung on a crane with his hands tied.

At this time, there was a noise next to him. Bell just turned his head and saw the stupid policeman Washburn was also hung next to him. Not far ahead, the four female robbers were communicating in Spanish. You ask me how I know it is Spanish? A qualified taxi driver must know multiple languages. Although I can't speak them, I can understand a little bit. I am just a taxi driver, not a diplomat!

"are you OK?"

Even though it was this stupid policeman who got herself into trouble, Bill still showed some concern. After all, she saw with her own eyes that guy was hit hard on the head by the butt of a gun.

"Fortunately!"

Hearing that this guy spoke in a low tone but full of energy, Bell was relieved a little. Thinking of her current situation, she continued to swear. But then she remembered that she had called Bourne before being arrested, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

So she turned her head and whispered, "Don't worry, my BEI friends know where I am and will be here soon."

"What? You notified the FBI? This is my case!" Washburn became excited and raised his voice.

Now the attention of the four female robbers who were originally chatting together was attracted. When they looked over there, they saw that one of the female robbers with red hair and a long ponytail was holding a shiny dagger in her hand.

"Damn, Damn!" Bell was so anxious that tears were about to come out.

"Don't even move!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the side, startling everyone. A female robber in a red bra raised her gun nervously and pointed it at Bell.

"It's not me!" Bell shouted excitedly, and this time tears were really falling. The shout of "Don't move" just now was not her!

"I have already notified my friend in the FBI. He will bring people here soon. You guys should run away now!"

The stupid policeman Washburn next to him said loudly.

"Hey, it's my friend, and I was the one who notified him!" Bell beeped softly.

"Why don't you tell them?" Washburn also turned his head and whispered back.

They communicated in a low voice, but their eyes were always fixed on the four female robbers. They were relieved when they saw that they really stopped and huddled together to whisper.

"What are they talking about?" Washburn asked quietly.

"The red-haired woman said she doesn't want to kill the cops. As long as we don't mess around, they will keep us here!" Bell answered while looking around. All she could think about at the moment was the scene of Bourne and a large group of people breaking into the auto repair shop, so she looked around to see where would be a suitable breakthrough point.

But suddenly, she saw the stupid policeman wink at her with his right eye, and the other party also said: "No, I won't mess around!"

……

Oh no, this guy is up to something!

Bell's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad premonition again, just like the confident look on this guy's face before he was forced into the garbage dump by the female robber.

"Why did you blink?" Bell demanded.

"Shh, believe me!" Washburn winked and whispered.

Now, Bell felt even more unsure, and his words stuttered: "No, no, no, why are you blinking?"

Bell's voice became louder and louder, and he kept asking Washburn, while Washburn avoided the topic and hummed a song to suppress Bell's voice. The two funny guys finally attracted the attention of the female robbers again, but no one pointed a gun at them this time. Maybe they also realized that the two captives were fools!

However, Bourne at the door was really in a dilemma. He just wanted the policeman to attract attention so that he could take the opportunity to control the only female robber who had a gun in her hand, and then use the gun to shock the remaining three. Who knew that things would turn out to this point?

Forget it, just shoot and save these two clowns first. As for the female robber, it’s not your case, so there’s no need to fight for your life.

"boom,"

"boom"

Two sudden gunshots startled everyone in the repair shop. Bell and Washburn felt their hands lighten and they fell directly to the ground from their hanging positions. Bell was still in a daze, not knowing what was going on, but Washburn had already pounced on her and pulled her towards a nearby car. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, Bourne couldn't help but give a thumbs up to the police officer. No matter what happened before, this alertness and courage to protect hostages are what a policeman should possess most. As for the ability to handle cases, that can be improved through learning slowly. Bell still has a good eye for people.

On the other side, Bourne was also paying attention to the four female robbers. Their reactions were not slow either, especially the one with light blonde hair and a gun in her hand. As soon as the first shot was heard, she determined that the direction of the gunshot was the door behind them. She crouched down and ran towards the cover without even looking back, and raised her hand to shoot behind her.

It’s true, this woman’s aim was pretty good, and the direction was also right. The bullet went straight through the hole in the door and no one knew where it went.

The remaining three women also reacted quickly. They quickly got into a red BMW and started the car.

In just a few seconds, they drove the BMW, turned around in the repair shop, then stepped on the accelerator and the BMW rushed out of the factory gate and quickly disappeared into the night.

At this time, Bourne stood up from behind a metal cabinet next to the door and shouted into the room:

"Bell, are you okay? It's me, Bourne! The robbers have all escaped. It's safe now. Come out."

"Bourne, it's really you, I knew it was you!" Bell came out from behind a dismantled car with only an empty frame left, his body covered with dust, in surprise.

The white young man following behind her was the stupid policeman she mentioned! But Bourne had a good impression of him.

"Hi, I'm Washburn from the Bronx police station of the NYPD. Thank you for saving us!" The white young man extended his hand with an embarrassed look on his face, as if he felt that his performance was a little embarrassing.

Washburn? Am I stupid? This name is a bit...

Bourne muttered to himself, but on the surface he still smiled and shook Washburn's hand.

"I think you might need this!"

Bourne pulled out a small thing that looked like a handheld game console from his pocket. On the small screen, a small red dot was flashing, and there was a small arrow pointing in the direction of the red dot.

"This is..." Washburn took a deep breath and said excitedly: "Tracker? You installed a tracker on their car?"

"Yes, it's magnetic. They threw it up there when their car rushed out of the gate just now."

"Thank you!" Washburn took the tracker and said confidently, "If I don't catch them this time, I'll notify Marta, uh, our deputy director."

He looked at the smiling Bourne and thanked him again: "Thank you!"

Bourne smiled and waved at him.