Chapter 88 High-Intensity Gunfight, Terrorist Attack

Chapter 88 High-intensity gun battle (×), terrorist attack (√)

[Comprehension Skills: Akaz School-Psychological Analysis L1]

[Remarks: Akaz School-Psychological Analysis, belongs to the pre-skill of Akaz School-Mind Reading. After collecting Akaz School-Micro Expression Analysis, it can be synthesized into special skills: Akaz School-Mind Reading]

The moment a skill is formed.

The logical thinking that had just begun to form in Dean's mind came together clearly, and a sudden realization arose in his heart:

The essence of psychological analysis comes from sufficient information, and micro-expressions are a discipline deduced from psychological analysis, and they are one of the collectors of information!

Next.

Dean only needs to learn micro-expression analysis and combine the two skills into mind reading.

Then if he has enough information, he can easily guess the target person's psychological activities. Even if he does not have enough information, he can simply analyze the other party's mental state and determine whether what he said is true or false.

This skill will probably be of great help to him in solving crimes.

Because most ordinary murder cases have a reason.

Then the murderer must have some kind of connection with the victim: acquaintance, relative, colleague, etc.

Once Dean masters mind reading.

In such an ordinary case, the suspect can be easily identified and then investigated.

"Developed!"

Dean took a deep breath and tried to observe Anthony in front of him.

Micro-expression analysis is a discipline that is summarized and embodied after "psychological analysis" has been studied to a certain extent.

Although he has never studied.

But with skills, you can now simply rely on some expressions, movements, tone of voice, etc. to simply deduce the target's inner state.

This inspection yielded nothing.

Only then did Dean realize that the Anthony in front of him looked like a normal person, but the muscles on his face, the tone of his voice, and the frequency of his voice were all too stable and deliberate, like a robot wearing a mask!

Noticed Dean's gaze.

Anthony had a half-smile on his face: "What do you see?"

Dean said sincerely: "I can only tell that you are pretending, old man, and nothing else!"

"It seems that you have already mastered psychological analysis, which is much faster than I thought!" Anthony looked pleased but also a little confused.

He originally wanted to take advantage of Dean's time to digest this lesson and send Corolla to the Commonwealth to be given to the school for specialized training.

This kind of genius with high IQ and crooked appearance is very dangerous.

Give it to someone else to send it over.

Anthony was worried.

But Dean's understanding exceeded his imagination.

Think for a moment.

Anthony looked apologetic: "Dean, after you mastered the basic 'psychological analysis logic', I should teach you 'micro-expression analysis' next, but Carola is very dangerous. I have to keep an eye on her at all times. I can only wait and see." After she is sent away, she can free up her energy to continue teaching you."

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Dean's burning heart.

Depend on!

I am about to fall out of favor!

Seeing Dean's face change slightly, Anthony comforted him with some humor: "Don't worry, I will have someone give you the information on 'Micro Expression Analysis'. You can study on your own first. After I finish taking care of Carolla, I will Take you to practice.”

"All right."

Dean had no choice but to accept Anthony's proposal.

That same day, Dean received a package.

Inside the package was a book with more than two hundred pages.

The densely packed letters and illustrations in the books made Dean's scalp numb and drowsy.

The next few days.

Dean was listless every day, and even his handsome face had two dark circles under his eyes, making him look like a pretty boy with a weak kidney.

Friday this week.

Dean dropped the big book in his hand with some frustration: "I'm really not a genius!"

In his previous life, he learned things quite quickly, but the things he learned, whether it was masturbating, blowing needles, preparing some simple chemical toxins, cleaning up corpses, eliminating traces, or causing accidental deaths, etc., were not so boring.

at this time.

Harry and Lawrence, who had been observing him for several days, came over and said, "Man, you should have thrown away that crappy book a long time ago. We are getting half a month's salary today on Friday, and we have to go have fun tonight!"

As soon as I heard hi.

Dean, who had not tasted meat for several days, became energetic.

He slapped the table: "Go!"

It's almost time to get off work.

Daisy brought everyone's paychecks.

Dean got his own salary - fifty-three thousand dollars!

Part of this is the bonus promised last time, and part is the donation from the insurance company this time. The real salary is only more than 3,000 US dollars.

Because of Dean.

This time, everyone in the Fourth Squadron has a salary plus bonus, which is at least more than 10,000 dollars, which is equivalent to the salary of the past two months.

Everyone knows this very well.

So even Robert, a fool, greeted Dean warmly and expressed that he wanted to invite him to have a drink.

soon.

The small gathering of the three Deans in the evening turned into a group gathering of the 4th Squadron.

In this pleasant atmosphere.

The phone on Daisy's desk broke the noise.

This landline phone is connected to the command center. Once it rings, it means that a murder has occurred within the jurisdiction of the 4th Squadron!

"FK, you can't be so disappointed!" Lawrence looked unhappy!

Harry promised him that he would introduce him to some Latin beauties tonight!

Daisy also shrugged helplessly: "Guys, it seems that our party tonight is going to come to nothing."

She stepped forward and answered the phone.

Everyone also gathered around, hoping it wouldn't be a difficult case.

next moment.

Daisy didn't know what she heard, and her face turned pale. After hanging up the phone, she picked up the phone and dialed Captain Meng's number directly.

When everyone saw this, their hearts dropped.

Captain Munn and deputy team leader Hunter are currently having a meeting in the director's office. Unless there is a big case, Daisy will not react this way.

really.

As soon as the call over there was connected.

Daisy said in a hurry: "Captain, you must come back now. There was a high-intensity gun battle at Lincoln Farm. Someone used rockets and vehicle-mounted machine guns. The Fourth Squadron needs you to activate heavy weapons authority!"

This time.

Not only did Lawrence and the others' faces turn ugly, but Dean, who had always been relatively calm, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

His uncle's.

It is indeed a free America.

Daisy was seen nodding.

Dean immediately pulled Lawrence and others to the side and whispered: "Guys, believe me, this will definitely be defined as a terrorist attack. When the time comes, let's not get too close and leave everything to the SWAT tactical team."

The SWAT tactical team is a special anti-violence and counter-terrorism law enforcement unit in Los Angeles. It is not only well-equipped, but its members are also equivalent to special forces in the police force.

Hear Dean's words.

Everyone nodded in unison.

No one wants to fight head-on with heavily armed terrorists for a salary of several thousand dollars.

Because everyone's expressions are not good-looking.

Dean didn't notice that Harry had a particularly big reaction after hearing the name 'Lincoln Farm'.

This guy knows something!

the other side.

Munn and Old Hunter hurried back to the office, took everyone to the specially-made weapons room, and received weapons that everyone seldom comes into contact with: tear gas, shock bombs, grenade launchers, infrared thermal imaging cameras...

Robert, who had just retired less than a year ago, picked up an M249 general machine gun and kissed her hard, as if he was seeing his long-awaited girlfriend.

Let’s not talk about other rifles and body armor.

Not a moment.

Carrying a large number of weapons, everyone got into the exclusive police car of the Detective Bureau, followed the traffic of police cars from the branch outside, and rushed towards Lincoln Farm in the suburbs.

Dean noticed.

Above their heads, there were several police helicopters and a fearless media helicopter flying through the air, also flying towards Lincoln Farm.

This is big news again.

Thanks to the two book friends ‘20210719222327605’ and ‘Songxiange’ for their tips, and thanks to the two bosses.