American Comics: When the Police Comes to Knock on the Door

After getting some basic information, Richard asked: "Can you tell me when the two of them resigned?"

The manager looked at Richard strangely.

"No, detective. They were fired."

"When were they fired? Why were they fired?"

The manager thought for a while and said: "They had a conflict with the restaurant's customers a week ago. Considering the reputation of the restaurant, I fired them."

"Why did the conflict occur?"

"They are of Arab origin. Since 911/, some people have inevitably been prejudiced against them. Unfortunately, they met such a person that day."

After leaving their business cards, Richard and Toro left the restaurant.

Sitting in the car, Richard lowered his head and thought.

Gamer and Brown were fired from the restaurant a week ago, which means they should not have received instructions from al-Qaeda before that day, otherwise why would they still work in that restaurant.

The cleaners discovered the bomb three days ago, which means that the earliest they received the instructions may have been three days ago, but considering factors such as the assembly or transportation of the bomb, the earliest they received the instructions should have been seven days ago.

So it is certain that seven days ago, on the day they were dismissed, they received instructions from Al Qaeda.

This is too coincidental

Richard suddenly had an idea. Could they have not received orders from Al Qaeda? Could they have planned this terrorist attack just for revenge? Could this attack have nothing to do with global terrorist attacks?

Is this possible?

Richard's brain was running at high speed. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. In the end, the thoughts were turned into a mess.

"Detective, detective" Toro shouted at Richard.

Richard came back to his senses and looked at Toro in confusion.

Toro looked at Richard with some worry and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Richard shook his head and said: "It's okay, there are just some things that I can't figure out."

Toro breathed a sigh of relief and said jokingly: "You looked like you were constipated just now. Can you tell me what you are thinking about?"

Richard told Toro his general idea.

Toro looked at Richard in surprise, then she said with a smile: "Detective, you are very powerful. But did you make something wrong?"

Richard looked at Toro in confusion. He didn't speak. He was waiting for Toro's next words.

Toro continued: "Why they attacked is not the point now. What is important is that we already know that they are going to attack, and catching them is our most important thing now."

Richard looked into Toro's eyes and nodded hesitantly.

It was getting late, and Richard and Toro returned to the headquarters and reported their findings to David in detail.

David nodded, and after a few brief explanations, he asked the two of them to rest for the time being. There would be a meeting that required the two of them to be present.

Richard and Toro took the time to have a bite to eat, and when they came back the meeting had just begun.

Seeing Richard and Toro entering the warehouse, David walked to the big screen.

"So far, we have successfully located Gamal and Brown, thanks to the intelligence provided by Detective Richard Long and Detective Angela Toro, after conducting surveillance footage from cash machines and the club. After cross-reference, we discovered Brown's whereabouts, and during the subsequent tracking, we finally locked the approximate location of Gamer and Brown in the Williamsburg area of ​​Brooklyn. Now, a large number of plainclothes police officers are targeting them. Williamsburg conducted an investigation and believed it was only a matter of time before they were found."

Williamsburg: Gamer and Brown should have targeted Central Park in Manhattan. Why did they settle in Williamsburg, Brooklyn?

David continued: "But until we catch them, we still cannot take it lightly. Just like the previous terrorist attacks, overseas intelligence personnel have not yet discovered which al Qaeda organization the two belong to."

David glanced at Richard and continued: "There is intelligence that their target of attack should be Central Park, but due to lack of evidence, we cannot determine what the real target of the two is. If we fail to arrest him tonight Arrest these two people, and starting from tomorrow morning, we will block all bridges and passages, and check the passing vehicles one by one. No place can be missed. Come here first, let’s break up the meeting.”

A man walked up to David and whispered something to David. And David showed a smile.

"Detective Lang, Detective Toro, come here." David shouted.

Richard and Toro walked over.

David whispered: "The police detectives in Williamsburg have discovered the whereabouts of Gamer and Brown. Now I ask you to go there and lead the arrest operation. You must be careful and never give these two people the chance to detonate a bomb. "

A bunch of people are holding the pot and can't get the pie. When Richard came back, he was hit on the head by a cake.

Richard and Toro looked at each other and hurried to the scene with the bomb disposal team.

"What's going on now?" Richard asked as he entered the command vehicle.

"We found through the surveillance video of a pizza shop that Gamal and Brown hid in a mosque and never came out again. They probably planned to spend the night here."

"Are the people from the Special Operations Group and the Counter-Terrorism Group here?"

"arrive."

Richard nodded and said: "I will lead a team of people to enter from the front door. Agent Toro, you lead a team of people to enter from the back door. Remember, they have bombs. If they make any move, kill them immediately. Defuse them. Bomb crews are on standby. Action”

Richard led a group of people quietly from the front door to the main entrance. After prying the door open, he led the people in. It was already late at night and the temple was quiet. Richard led the people to the direction of the lounge. Stopping at the door of the lounge, Toro also arrived with people, and two teams of people were waiting outside the lounge.

Richard and Toro stood on either side of the door, and a police officer walked up to the door.

Bang.

"Don't move, raise your hands. Don't move, raise your hands."

Richard and Toro rushed in first. Under the illumination of tactical flashlights, although several people in the lounge were panicked, they knew that if they made any move, a row of bullets might be waiting for them. Willing allowed them to overcome their instinctive physical reactions, and they lay on the mat with their hands stretched out and their fingers spread apart.

With a click, the lights in the lounge were turned on, and Richard glanced at the faces of several people.

Hell no

Gamer and Brown were not in the lounge.

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