Chapter 812 Suspected Vehicle, FBI Agent?

"Suspicious target found." Selena reminded.

Luke looked at the surveillance footage. A Chevrolet SUV parked by the road west of the venue was marked by Selena.

The Chevrolet neither entered nor left the parking lot, which was a bit far from the entrance to the parking lot, where people would normally not be there.

This distance is outside the dangerous range of X-bombs in the parking lot.

At the same time, the drone also detected that the car has been modified to isolate the heat source detection, and the film on the window is also dark black, and the people inside are completely invisible.

Luke's mind twitched, and he said: "Immediately find two groups of patrol officers to check the people in the car, let our guys be more vigilant, and be careful that the people in the car shoot directly."

It doesn't matter if the Chevrolet escapes, the police like to turn their backs on their suspects.

Although doing this is a bit of a waste of money, but in the current crisis, it is better to make an oolong than to let go of the clues.

The standard of this concert is extremely high, and the police station has mobilized a lot of police force, so it is unnecessary.

Luke waited quietly outside the arena, and within two minutes, two police patrol cars rushed towards the suspicious Chevrolet on the western highway.

He frowned: Selena and Gold Nugget were actually in the police car.

"Wait for the patrolman to check it out. You can draw a gun by the side of the car and don't go forward." He instructed Selena.

In this case, it is not wise for the police officers to approach each other's vehicles collectively. They stagger their positions and form a surrounding posture, which will put more pressure on the personnel in Chevrolet.

The location of the two patrolling police cars is also particular.

Two police cars were in tandem, and the car in front blocked directly in front of the Chevrolet.

The rear car suddenly turned after rushing through the Chevrolet, and circled behind the Chevrolet car, forming a front and rear attacking posture.

The police car at the head of the traffic jam was off the road, about seven or eight meters away from the Chevrolet SUV.

The police car at the back of the traffic jam stopped at the edge of the appearance, and the two cars were staggered from front to back, left and right.

Two patrol officers got off the police car at the rear of the Chevrolet. They got the command of Selena and did not step forward. They opened the front door as a cover and raised their guns.

The weapon in their hands is the M4A1, not the pistol.

Selena took advantage of the staggered position of the police car and Chevrolet, and quickly leaned against the rear of the car, holding a Remington shotgun that had just been obtained from other police officers.

At a distance of more than ten meters, the deterrent power of this gun is greater than that of a rifle.

The two patrolmen who got off the police car at the front of the Chevrolet did not step forward, and also hid behind the front door with guns.

The co-pilot pulled the microphone and shouted: "LAPD, the person on the license plate xxxxxx Chevrolet listen, please raise your hands immediately, open the door slowly, get out of the car, and accept the inspection."

The two people in the Chevrolet looked at each other in amazement, and both frowned.

After a brief silence, the middle-aged white man in the co-pilot said, "Get out of the car."

The young white driver looked calm: "Are you okay?"

The middle-aged man replied indifferently: "Hehe, don't worry, aren't we here to investigate the case!"

The young man stopped talking and got off the bus.

Facing the muzzle of several guns, the expressions of the two of them were very calm, which made the patrolmen's hearts tense, and immediately shouted: "Get down, put your head in your hands, and lie on the ground."

The middle-aged man laughed, and opened a police badge wallet in his slightly raised hand: "FBI, how can I help you? Officer."

The patrolmen were stunned for a while, and the two people in the back car even looked at Selena involuntarily.

Selena's expression remained the same, her attention remained focused, and the muzzle in her hand did not mean to move away from the two of them.

She is still the Los Angeles Kneebreaker, and now she also wears the LAPD badge on duty!

But with this episode, the patrol officers finally went up to one person, checked the documents of the two in turn, and even checked the ID number through the main station, but found no problems.

The patrolman was a little embarrassed, but asked, "Inspector Garrett,

Hello, Agent Ward. May I ask, what are you doing here? "

The middle-aged man was still smiling nonchalantly, and took back his police badge wallet: "We are investigating the case, you know the specific case."

Of course the cops understand.

The local police department doesn't like the FBI intervening in their own cases, and the FBI certainly doesn't like the local police departments pointing fingers at their own cases.

Unless it is necessary, the details of their respective work will certainly not be explained to the other party.

The patrolman came back and gave Selena a questioning look.

She just nodded slightly and waited for the police car in front to start turning around before she put away the shotgun and sat back in the police car.

Watching the two police patrol cars leave, the middle-aged man said with great interest, "Have you noticed that female police detective?"

Young man: "The one who has been holding a gun at us?"

The middle-aged man opened the car door and sat up: "This woman is the commander of these police officers, and she is very vigilant. If she wanted to clear up these police officers just now, she would definitely ask the police immediately. We shoot, so don't be too impulsive."

"If I did it just now, I would choose to kill her as soon as possible." The young man closed the door and said calmly.

The middle-aged man shrugged: "But that would be very risky and unnecessary, right?"

At this time, the mobile phone text message sounded, and he took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Young man: "What's wrong?"

The middle-aged man frowned: "The start command has been issued, but no operating signal has been received over there. Look at the monitoring over there in Basel."

The young man operated it on the center console, and a display appeared... It was pitch black.

"There is no picture, the monitoring on the X-bomb is malfunctioning?" The young man also frowned.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when he saw a Ford van coming from the parking lot at a slow speed, and then stopped on the opposite side of the road without moving.

The front of the van and Chevrolet are now facing each other, and the front windows are just flush.

Although black films were attached to the windows of both sides, so that the two sides could not see each other, the three people in the two cars were indeed looking at each other.

On the Chevrolet, the faces of the two men turned a little dark at first, and then tended to turn a little green.

The middle-aged man's mind quickly revolved for a moment, and he said decisively: "The plan is cancelled, retreat."

The young man also put into gear immediately, but he still waited more than ten seconds before driving the car onto the highway, and gradually accelerated away from the Ford van in the way that a normal person drives.

Seeing that in the rearview mirror, the van did not continue to move, and both of them exhaled involuntarily.

Others don't know what's on that Ford van, but they do.

The X-bomb on the van was made by the young man himself, and the middle-aged man sent it to a certain organization.

The text message the middle-aged man received just now was that another person in charge of starting the X-bomb was informing them that the timed activation command for the X-bomb had been issued.