northernbook Lynn visits Hans
Lynn visits Hans
Old Harry looked up and his eyes met Lynn and Hans. The eyes of both sides collided in the air, as if sparks were flashing. He signaled the two to sit down, and then slowly spoke: "Lynn, Hans, I know you are investigating the Carlos Chamber of Commerce recently. As Harry's father, I am also a member of the Chamber of Commerce, and I have the responsibility to talk to you. talk."
Lynn and Hans looked at each other, and they were already prepared. They knew that this moment would come sooner or later, but they didn't expect it to be so soon. Lynn coughed lightly and spoke first: "Old Harry, we investigated the Carlos Chamber of Commerce not against you or Harry, but because we discovered some illegal behaviors of the Chamber of Commerce. These things are related to the life and death of many people, and we cannot Sit and watch."
Old Harry's eyes flashed slightly, and he obviously didn't expect Lynn to be so direct. He was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Lynn, Hans, I understand your sense of justice. But there are some things that you cannot intervene. The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is a huge organization with deep roots. In every corner. If you continue to investigate, you will only cause trouble for yourself."
Hans couldn't help but sneer: "Trouble? Old Harry, we are never afraid of trouble. If we choose to remain silent because of fear, what's the difference between us and those who aid the evil? We investigated the Carlos Chamber of Commerce to reveal the truth. To protect innocent people.”
Old Harry's face changed slightly. He obviously didn't expect Hans to be so tough. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions: "Hans, you're right. But, do you know? Some things, once revealed, will be unimaginable. They will not only hurt innocent people, but may even trigger them. A social unrest.”
Lynn looked at Old Harry, and a trace of firmness revealed in his eyes: "Old Harry, we understand your concerns. However, we cannot choose to escape because we are afraid of consequences. The truth will be revealed one day to the world. And we are just ahead of time One step."
Old Harry was silent, knowing that he could not convince Lynn and Hans. He sighed, slowly took out a bulging envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table: "This is $500,000, which is my compensation for your investigation. I hope you can take this money and leave this City, don't interfere in the Carlos Chamber of Commerce anymore."
Lynn and Hans looked at the envelope on the table, with a look of surprise on their faces. They didn't expect that Old Harry would use money to try to settle them. Hans reacted first, and he stood up suddenly and glared at Old Harry: "Old Harry, who do you think of us as? We are fighting for justice, not for money! You can take back this money! We I won't give up on the investigation! ”
Lynn also stood up, a hint of disappointment in his eyes: "Old Harry, I used to think you were a person with a sense of justice. But now it seems that I was wrong. You did not hesitate to protect the interests of the Chamber of Commerce. Money comes to buy us. It disappoints us."
Old Harry's face turned pale, and he didn't expect Lynn and Hans to reject him so firmly. He took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions: "Lynn, Hans, don't toast and not eat the fine wine! The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is not something you can mess with! If you continue to investigate, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
Hans couldn't help but sneer: "Your consequences are at your own risk? Old Harry, are you threatening us? We tell you, we are not afraid of threats! We only know that justice will definitely defeat evil! There are always crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce One day it will be revealed to the world!”
Lynn also looked at Old Harry and said firmly, "Old Harry, we hope you can understand that our investigation of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce is not for personal gain, but for social justice and peace. We hope you can stand on the On the right side, not to help the evil. ”
Old Harry was silent, and he could not help but feel a little shaken when he looked at Lynn and Hans's firm eyes. He knew that he could not convince them, nor could he use money to buy them. He sighed and said slowly, "Well, since you are so determined, I have nothing to say. But I hope you can understand that the Carlos Chamber is not as simple as you think. You must act carefully."
Lynn and Hans smiled at each other, knowing that they had completely broken up with the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. But they are not afraid, because they believe that justice will overcome evil. They looked at Old Harry and said firmly, "Old Harry, don't worry, we will act carefully. But we also hope that you can understand that the light of justice can never be concealed."
After saying that, Lynn and Hans turned around and left the cafe. Their backs seemed particularly firm and upright in the afterglow of the setting sun. Old Harry sat in place, watching the two people's backs gradually fading away, and a complicated feeling surged in his heart. He knew that his son Harry was good friends with Lynn and Hans, and their choice also made him feel a little embarrassed. However, as a member of the Chamber of Commerce, he also has his own position and choice.
The night is low, and the neon lights of the city are flashing in the rain, covering this prosperous city with a mysterious veil. Hans finished his tense investigation and embarked on the way home in a heavy mood. His mind was full of conspiracies and crimes from the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, and the faces of those innocent victims kept popping up in his mind, inspiring him to move forward, even as the road ahead was full of thorns.
There are few pedestrians on the street, and the sound of rain hits the ground, making a monotonous and dull sound. Hans tightened his coat, speeding up, trying to get back to the cabin that could give him a moment of peace. However, at this moment, a sudden chill made him suddenly alert, and years of detective intuition told him that danger was approaching.
"Ka, da, da..."
A series of rapid footsteps seemed particularly harsh on the empty streets, followed by a slight sound of metal collision. Hans turned around suddenly, and saw a dark shadow rushing out of the darkness, with a cold muzzle flashing in his hand pointing straight to his heart.
"Who?!" Hans shouted, reacting quickly, leaning his body to one side, trying to avoid the coming danger.
"Bang!" The gunshots cut through the night sky, deafening. Hans felt a pain in his thigh, and a warm liquid flowed down his trouser legs. He endured the pain, threw himself forward with his inertia, rolled into the bushes on the side of the road, trying to escape the killer's pursuit.
The killer did not give up, followed closely by gunfire again, but this time Hans cleverly avoided the fatal attack with his familiarity with the terrain. He knew in his heart that he had to find an opportunity to fight back as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.
"You can't escape, Hans!" The killer's voice seemed particularly gloomy in the night, as if it was a summoning from hell.
Hans gritted his teeth and used the cover of the bushes to move little by little to the other side of the street. He knew that as long as he could drag someone to pass by or find an opportunity to fight back, he could escape.
However, the killer seemed to know his whereabouts, and every move was accompanied by the sound of gunfire. Hans' thigh wound was bleeding and his physical strength was gradually being consumed. He began to feel desperate. Could the road to justice really end in this way?
At this moment, a dazzling light blew through the night, and a police car roared over and stopped not far away. The two officers quickly got out of the car, holding batons and pistols, and swept vigilantly around.
"Over there! Someone fired!" Hans shouted with all his last strength, although the voice was weak, enough to attract the attention of the police.
Seeing this, the killer's face changed and he turned around and wanted to escape. But it was too late, and the police quickly chased after him and called for reinforcements. Hans felt a dizzy attack, and the world in front of him began to blur, but he knew that he had finally waited for rescue.
"Stay on, Hans! We'll take you to the hospital now!" A policeman's voice sounded in his ears, warm and powerful.
Hans barely opened his eyes and saw the police badge on the policeman's chest, and an inexplicable sense of peace of mind surged.
In the city after the rain, the air is filled with the fragrance of soil, but it cannot cover up the pungent smell of hospital disinfectant. Lynn hurriedly walked through the hospital corridor with a basket of fruit, feeling anxious and uneasy. He had just learned of Hans' attack from the police station. At that moment, his world seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, and an indescribable fear and anger intertwined, driving him to the hospital immediately.
Pushing open the door of the ward, Lynn saw Hans lying on the hospital bed, his face pale, but his eyes still had an unyielding light. Lynn's heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly walked to the bedside, gently placing the fruit in his hand on the bedside table.
"Hans, how are you? Are you getting better?" Lynn's voice was filled with unconcealed concern.
Hans barely squeezed out a smile, despite the faintness in his smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just shot in the thigh, and the doctor said it would be fine if I had a rest."
Lynn's eyes fell on Hans' bandaged thighs, and his heart stinged. He clenched his fists, his nails almost embedded in his palms, but he was unaware of them. "Tell me, who did it?" His voice was low and firm, as if every word contained infinite power.
Hans' eyes became solemn, and he slowly recalled that thrilling night: "It's a black man, tall, about 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black hoodie, a mask on his face, only a pair of cold eyes were revealed. . He moves very quickly and takes ruthlessly. He looks like a well-trained killer. "
Lin Neng frowned and quickly built a vague image in his mind. He knew that finding the murderer based on these descriptions is like looking for a needle in a haystack, but he will never give up. "Hans, don't worry, I will definitely find this guy and make him pay the price!"
Hans shook his head gently, with a little worried tone: "Lynn, I know your determination, but this time the opponent is not simple. There is a huge force behind the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, so we have to be more careful."
Lynn took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with a firm light: "I know, but we can't retreat because we are afraid. Hans, you are lying here, which is the greatest encouragement for us. I will not let anyone hurt you, It will not allow the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce to continue to be impunity."
After saying that, Lynn stood up and prepared to leave the ward to investigate. Hans suddenly called him: "Lynn, wait. There is another thing that I think is strange. The killer seemed to hesitate before taking action, as if he was confirming my identity. This made me feel very Strange, they should do it directly.”
When Lin En heard this, he paused and his brows frowned even tighter. This detail is indeed unusual, and it may hide some kind of critical information. "Hans, are you sure? He really hesitated?"
Hans nodded, and despite his weakness, his eyes were extremely firm: "I'm sure I was very close to him at that moment, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he was soon replaced by Resoluteness."
Lynn pondered for a moment, and a bold guess surged in his heart: "Maybe, this killer is not completely obeying the Carlos Chamber of Commerce. Maybe he has his own ideas, or... he knows us?"
Hans's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this, but soon shook his head: "Impossible, right? We don't have much deeper intersection with the people from the Carlos Chamber of Commerce, except those who were investigated."
Lynn did not completely deny this possibility: "No, Hans, we can't rule out any possibility. Sometimes the truth is often hidden in seemingly impossible details. I'm going to check it out and see if it can No more clues to this killer.”
After saying that, Lynn turned around and left the ward, his heart full of determination and fighting spirit. He knew that this investigation would be more difficult and dangerous than ever, but he also knew that he could not just let Hans be injured in vain, let alone let the crimes of the Carlos Chamber of Commerce continue to rage.
In the days that followed, Lynn devoted almost all his time and energy to the investigation. He visited the perimeter of the crime scene, asked possible witnesses, and even retrieved nearby surveillance videos. However, the figure of the killer seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace to be found.
Whenever it was late at night, Lynn would sit at her desk and carefully study every clue he collected. The scene of Hans lying on the hospital bed constantly appeared in front of him, and the killer's cold and hesitant eyes. He knew that he had to find the truth, for Hans, and for the innocent victims.
Just as Lynn was almost in despair, an unexpected clue appeared. A gangster who had intersected with the Carlos Chamber of Commerce found Lynn and claimed that he knew some of the situations of the killer.
"Hey, officer, I heard you are looking for that black killer?" The gangster's eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if waiting for the other party's response.
Lin En's heart moved, but he remained calm on the surface: "What do you know? Let's talk about it."
The little gangster smiled and leaned closer: "I tell you, the killer is Jack, who used to be a traitor. But later, for some reason, he washed his hands. But recently, he suddenly appeared again, and it seemed to be with The Carlos Chamber of Commerce is very close."
Lynn's eyes instantly became sharp: "Jack? Why did he wash his hands with the Golden Basin? Why did he have something to do with the Carlos Chamber of Commerce?"
The gangster shrugged and said he was not clear: "I don't know, police officer. But I know so much. If you want to know more, you have to check it yourself."
Lin En was already calculating in his heart, and he patted the gangster on the shoulder: "Okay, thank you for your message. But you have to remember not to try to hide anything, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
The gangster was so scared that he nodded and said yes.
The night is low, and the neon lights of the city are flashing in the rain, covering this prosperous city with a mysterious veil. Lynn stood in front of the police station window, his eyes passing through the raindrops, but his heart was filled with endless waves. He had just received a call from his subordinates, and the killer who had been tracking was actually dead. The news was like a bolt from the blue, causing Lynn's originally tense nerve to break instantly.
"How is it possible? How could he die suddenly?" Lin En turned around and looked sharply at his subordinates who were reporting.
The man lowered his head, with a little trembling in his voice: "We don't know, Officer Lynn. We followed him as you directed, but just now we found him lying in an abandoned warehouse, I've... been breathing anymore."
Lynn clenched his fists, his nails almost embedded in his palms, but he felt no pain. He knew very well that the killer's death was by no means accidental, but the murderous moves by the guys from the Carlos Chamber of Commerce to cover up the truth. They act ruthlessly and never leave any handle, and this time is no exception.
"Let's go, take me to the scene." Lin Neng's voice was low and firm, as if every word contained infinite power.
The rain has not diminished, but has become more and more violent. Lynn and his men drove to the scene. The world outside the window was blurred by rain, as if it indicates that the upcoming truth would also be shrouded in layers of fog.
When they arrived at the warehouse, Lynn saw that the scene had been surrounded by cordons and several police officers were busy investigating. He walked forward quickly, his eyes swept over the corpse on the ground, and his heart stinged. The killer who had been chasing him for many days is now lying quietly here, losing all his vitality.
"How is the situation?" Lin En looked at the police officer in charge of the investigation, with a little anxious tone.
The police officer shook his head and looked solemn: "The deceased had no obvious trauma. It was initially judged that he died of a drug overdose. No traces of fighting were found at the scene, and no useful clues were left."
Lin En frowned, and an ominous premonition surged in her heart. He squatted down and carefully observed the killer's body, trying to find a clue from it. However, as the police officer said, the killer was so clean that he had never existed, and there was nothing that could prove his identity or cause of death.
"Officer Lynn, look at this." His subordinate suddenly pointed at the killer's wrist, and there was a watch that had stopped moving.