Chapter 151 Aftermath

The Left Hand of God, this nickname is good, I am very satisfied with the highlight, very, very, very satisfied.

Better than the Elevator God of War, because the nickname Elevator God of War is too limiting. First of all, the elevator is too small. After leaving the elevator, he is no longer the God of War.

It's ten thousand times better than the nickname Mad Dog, and Gao Guang is very firm about it.

"You want this to be a nickname?"

Wharton seemed to have some objections to the Left Hand of God. He said in shock: "Are you sure you want to associate yourself with Ryan? Now this term is only circulated in the police station. We have spent a lot of effort to prevent the video. It has been spread and I am very careful to protect you. If you call me this nickname, doesn’t it mean that the mad dog of the King’s Defense beat Ryan to death? Are you sure you want this?”

Gao Guang was stunned, then felt sad and angry.

"What? Can't I use this nickname anymore?"

But after thinking about it carefully, Gao Guang said helplessly: "It seems that I really can't scream..."

Mike suddenly said softly: "This guy is really awesome. If it were me, I would probably die in the elevator. Well, tsk, I would die in the elevator."

Wharton smiled and said: "Anyway, you are famous. Although the spread is not too wide, you are famous, man. You fired these two shots in actual combat and the images are preserved. My God, you are famous."

Gao Guang was still very happy, but his happiness was at a discount, so he said helplessly: "Tell me about the sniper, how he died, and do you know what Ryan wanted to do?"

"The sniper was killed by Ryan."

The mystery was revealed immediately. Wharton lowered his voice and said: "The autopsy showed that the sniper was indeed shot at close range. The muzzle of the gun was placed just above the right ear and the gun was fired because the pistol was fired close to the skull and the bullet was inside the skull." The trajectory is messy, but the muzzle is in direct contact with the skin, but the muzzle and the skin are not completely attached, and there is much less propellant residue on the scalp at the rear, which shows that the muzzle flash is erupting forward. "

Gao Guang asked in confusion: "What does this mean?"

"This shows that the shooting angle was wrong."

Wharton stretched out his index finger and thumb, making a gesture like a pistol. Then he turned his hand over, with his thumb facing down, and pointed his index finger at his temple.

"The normal posture is like this. This is the most convenient and direct action after drawing the gun. If you shoot like this, the sniper's muzzle flash should erupt more backward instead of forward. This is based on the deceased's The height and arm length were measured, and the pointing of the gun when he died showed that he should have fired like this."

Putting his arm back hard and using a very awkward posture, Wharton continued: "Obviously, no one would shoot in such an uncomfortable posture when committing suicide. It is impossible, unless someone shoots from behind. On one side, if you raise the gun and fire, then this kind of wound is normal. "

Gao Guang was stunned for a while and said: "Someone was behind the sniper and suddenly pulled out his pistol, put it against his head and shot him."

Wharton nodded, and then he continued: "The fingerprints extracted from the sniper rifle are very messy. There are only remaining fingerprints. Someone has specially wiped the sniper rifle, but with modern technology, as long as the gun is fired, the body will be contaminated. Of course, the particles cannot exist for a long time, and detection also takes time, but the presence of these particles of propellant and smoke on Ryan’s body should make it certain.”

"He could have been next to a sniper, but he didn't shoot."

Wharton smiled and said: "If he was alive, of course he could exonerate himself. I have no doubt that he would not be able to extract complete evidence. But if he is dead, then he cannot destroy the evidence, so he was the one who killed the sniper." , and why he wanted to kill the sniper? It was because he had to kill Ronnie to silence him. If he succeeded, the sniper would become the one who must be silenced. "

"Is this fact or... speculation?"

Wharton said seriously: "This is speculation, but this is the conclusion reached by the police station, so this is the fact."

"So are we okay?"

Wharton was silent for a moment, and then he sighed softly: "This matter... is very troublesome. Ryan has many accomplices, and he also has many colleagues and friends. The most troublesome thing is that the idiot is unwilling to let Ryan be convicted. This It will embarrass you, do you understand?”

"Understood, so the fucker will try to clear Ryan's name?"

"It depends on whether our evidence is sufficient, but what is certain is that the F**kers will definitely give us resistance, but you shouldn't be in any danger. It's just that during this period, you have to keep a low profile."

He still got into trouble, but this was really expected, and the trouble of killing Ryan was far less than the trouble of keeping Ryan alive, at least within the bearable range.

Gao Guang took a long breath and said, "I know, I will be careful."

At this time, Mike suddenly said: "Can you show me that video again?"

"Don't worry, at least I can guarantee that you are definitely a police informant. Everything was done under the instruction of the Los Angeles Police Department. You have to make this clear to Francisco and John. At least you have to One voice."

Wharton felt relieved for a moment, then he picked up the phone again and said with a smile: "Come on, let's enjoy it again. Classics are worth recalling over and over again."

Gao Guangman said helplessly: "Send me this video as well. I have to keep it so I can have evidence when I brag in the future."

Just as Gao Guang took out his cell phone, it rang at the right time.

Gao Guang took a look and saw that the call was from Mr. Smith.

It was normal for Smith to call, but it was just before six in the morning.

"Hello."

"Is there anyone around?"

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Gao Guang walked out of the ward, found a place for everyone in the corridor, and whispered: "It's easier to talk now."

Smith smiled and said: "I just received an email, which was sent to me by a fucking friend. I read it and realized that you are awesome, mad dog."

Gao Guang was slightly worried, he was afraid that Smith said these words to warn him.

"Did something bad happen?"

"Bad thing? Well, it's definitely not a good thing to kill Ryan, but I'm not calling you to warn you. I want to say that those two guns are great, very beautiful, left-handed pistol master, haha, this nickname is very Loud."

Wait a minute, didn't Wharton just say he controlled the leakage of the video, but why did Mr. Smith, an outsider, receive the news?

Gao Guang said in a low voice: "Did you receive the news so soon?"

"I have my own news channel. The person who sent me this video didn't know that I knew you. He was just surprised and sent this video to me as a conversation piece between friends, but I recognized you at a glance. Mad dog, you are famous, but being famous like this is not necessarily a good thing.”

Gao Guang immediately said: "Can you tell me what to do?"

Smith was silent for a while again, and suddenly said: "How about the bottle cap?"

"He was shot, so he won't die, but he was shot in the abdomen, and recovery will be very troublesome."

"Poor Bottle Cap, he's so unlucky."

He didn't tell Gao Guang what to do, but he cared about John. After a few words of emotion, Smith suddenly said: "Bottle Cap needs to recuperate, so you have nothing to do. Go on a vacation."

"On vacation? Going on vacation now?"

Smith must have had some deep meaning in making this call, otherwise he wouldn't have had to call at six in the morning, but what did this topic have to do with John.

Just as Gao Guang was starting to speculate, Smith continued: "The Los Angeles Police Department only cares about Los Angeles, but F.C. is in charge of the United States. You, the left-handed gun master, got the name on F.C.'s head. If you are not in trouble now, it does not mean that you will be in trouble in the future. There's no trouble, so you'd better go on vacation, and when you get back from vacation, this incident will be over."

Gao Guang understood that Smith meant for him to hide and not interfere in anything Linda did next.

But where should I hide? Gao Guang thought for a moment and said, "I want to go back to China. Do you think it's convenient?"

"It's inconvenient. Before this matter is taken care of, it's not a good idea for you to leave Los Angeles, let alone return to China."

After finishing speaking, Smith said calmly: "I have some friends who can help you, but it will take time. Now is not a good time to deal with it. Let's wait until the heat subsides."

"Thanks, so where should I go on vacation?"

Smith smiled and said: "Danny will help you book a flight. Just ask him for the specific details. Now I have to go back to bed and continue to sleep. Again, those two shots were really good, left-handed pistol master, haha."

The phone was hung up and Gao Guang was a little dazed.

Smith made this call to say that Gao Guang was in trouble, but he could help Gao Guang solve this problem because he had friends in F, and they were friends with high status. However, it is not easy to solve this problem in this hot moment. So the highlights have to be avoided.

But what does vacation mean?

Gao Guang thought for a while and called Danny.

The call was connected immediately, and Gao Guang whispered: "Hi, Danny, I'm sorry to call so early, I..."

"Hello, Left Hand Gun God."

Danny interrupted Gao Guang's words and said with a smile: "I really didn't expect to get to know you again like this, but I'm very surprised that before you let your magical video spread everywhere, everyone in the whole fuck knew someone Before the Left Hand God killed their colleagues, and before the LAPD heard about the Left Hand of God overnight, did they not think about the consequences of this? "

Gao Guang was silent for a moment, then he let out a long sigh and whispered: "I promise you, I saw this video later than you, and I really don't know how good those two shots were, I didn’t expect this effect at all, really!”

Danny probably chose to believe Gao Guang's words, so he no longer used a joking tone to ridicule Gao Guang, but said seriously: "You have been dragged into the water. You should be lucky that Mr. Smith saw this video in time, and he was willing to I'm going to catch you, listen! Mr. Smith will protect you from retaliation, but you have to go on vacation first and wait for the aftermath of this matter to pass. You must not get involved in this matter again, otherwise no one will I can’t protect you! But don’t give up your relationship with the police. It’s good to have a good relationship with the Los Angeles Police Department, so find a smart excuse to avoid it, understand?”

Just stop getting involved in this matter, avoid it, but you also have to have a reasonable excuse, so as not to make Linda and Wharton dissatisfied and affect the relationship that was finally established.

Gao Guang thought for a moment, then he sighed and whispered: "My arm is broken! So I have to recuperate."

Danny said in surprise: "No way, is it really broken?"

Gao Guang was silent for a moment and whispered: "We can really break it off."

Danny gave a bitter smile and said: "Forget it, it won't happen. It's a pity that God's left hand is broken. It will affect the function of the arm in the future."

"What? Will it affect the function of my arms? Then forget it, forget it, I'll just stop using my arms."

Danny couldn't help but cursed, and then he said helplessly: "I admired your cruelty to yourself at first, but the time you kept it was too short. Forget it, you won't leave by self-mutilation. , you can find an excuse yourself, think about it and tell me, goodbye."