Super body leads the era

Three more headless corpses were transported into Larolle's morgue. This was the fourth homicide in a week. Everyone's neck wounds were exactly the same. It was like being torn apart by a beast like a brown bear.

John stood aside helplessly, with an unlit cigar in his mouth, and looked at each corpse of Larolle's comments in annoyance.Beside him, multiple officers from the LAPD listened.

"Our murderer was very cautious."

Speaking with a strong British accent, Larolle analyzed seriously: "Except for the boot prints left on the scene for the first time, there were no other clues in the next few times. From this, it can be seen that he is a typical high-IQ Criminal. Or rather, his murder should have been planned."

A police officer interjected: "But his method of committing the crime is very brutal, like a brawny man with no scruples and no culture."

Larolle nodded and said: "So, our enemies are very cunning and sinister, and at the same time have perverted hobbies, because every corpse has lost its head, and the blood in the whole body is drained as much as possible. Let me ask you, officers Guys, have the mental hospitals in Los Angeles been peaceful recently?"

Many police officers smiled wryly, and then kept looking at John.

John McLean, he just felt that he had been really unlucky in the past week.When he first took office in Los Angeles, he encountered a serial murder case. He was the first to report to the police four times and three times. After several times, his boss directly handed over this difficult task to him. "Very peaceful..."

John couldn't help sighing when he remembered that he had really gone to investigate the city's mental hospitals yesterday.

It was already dark when he left the site of Larolle, a veteran forensic doctor. When it was time to get off work, John smoked a lit cigar to say goodbye to his colleagues, and wandered around the bustling streets of Los Angeles.

"……Um?"

In the distance, he seemed to see a familiar figure.

"that……"

Just as he was about to shout, John found out depressingly that he seemed to have forgotten the name of the other party?

"...Miss A!?"

When he yelled like this in the downtown area, he just felt stupid.

The figure in front turned around quickly, and brought the cute little girl holding her hand.

"Wow, isn't this Mr. M?"

Sun Xiaowei was pleasantly surprised to see John McClain appearing behind her. She waved her hands happily and shouted, "The A&M group is reunited!"

After agreeing to accompany Jessica to buy chocolates, Sun Xiaowei really led her to wander around the city, and the Albas, who knew their daughter's taekwondo level was good, were also relieved.At this time, with a handbag on her shoulder, a shopping bag in her left hand, and her little sister in her right hand, and then seeing a certain unlucky policeman appearing, Sun Xiaowei immediately waved to him and said, "Hurry up, let me see your injuries." How are you doing?"

John came forward with a wry smile, looked at Jessica and said, "Hi, hello, little girl, are you going shopping with your sister?"

Jessica held her sister's hand, showed a cute smile full of dimples, and said obediently: "Hello, Uncle M, my name is Jessica."

John smiled dryly, squatted down and patted Jessica's slender shoulder and said, "Jessica, don't listen to your sister's nonsense. My name is John McLean. You can just call me John, and forget about Uncle M."

Jessica shook her head like a rattle: "No, the A&M combination is so cool! And my sister said that she is going to make a movie about what happened at Zhongfu Building that day, with you as the protagonist. The movie is called Die-Hard !"

John rolled his eyes, stood up, looked at the smiling Sun Xiaowei, was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, organized his words, and said, "Die...hard?"

Sun Xiaowei showed him a silly bright smile. I have to say that when the Asian face with a hint of mixed-race beauty was shown like this, it really made John feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. M showed his might and won a complete victory against twenty kidnappers alone. He was still alive and kicking with all kinds of injuries. It's really hard to die~"

John looked up to the sky and sighed, but fortunately he didn't know that Sun Xiaowei had opened a film company, otherwise he would definitely ask the court for an injunction immediately.

"Girl, to be honest, I really don't want to see you again, I'm afraid I'll be unlucky again."

Having said that, he really planned not to chat with Sun Xiaowei anymore. As for the greetings, any fool can see that she is living a very healthy life now.

However, although John began to stride forward, Sun Xiaowei, who was aroused by the interest, did not let him go, and dragged Jessica to follow him.It's not far away, just one foot behind, chatting with John unilaterally from time to time.

"John, how are you and your wife doing?"

"John, are you working at the LAPD now? Have you had any big cases lately?"

"John, are you done eating? Shall I make you a braised pork rib?"

"John, what time do you get home? Didn't your wife set a threshold for you?"

"John, John? John!"

John stopped, and the three of them walked to a less-populated street. There were almost no cars passing by on the quiet street.He turned around and said in a deep voice: "Little devil, hurry up and take your sister home. Los Angeles is not peaceful recently, and you will be in danger so late."

Seeing that he was serious, Sun Xiaowei also straightened her face and said, "Why, is there really a big case recently?"

As a policeman, John always maintains a vigilant mind and insightful eyes, and it is still the same tonight.Just as he was about to answer Sun Xiaowei's question, he saw a man following a lone woman from a distance.

John frowned, visually measuring the distance between the two, his professional instinct told him that the man was following.Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stamping it out, he strode up to follow, and at the same time threw out a sentence.

"Let's leave it alone!"

Sun Xiaowei frowned, watching John's figure go further and further away, while Jessica said softly, "Uncle is so cool!"

John followed the two of them closely, and saw that when the woman in the distance walked into an alley, the trail walker rushed in. John stared, and immediately rushed over.

After all, the distance was still a bit far away, and just before he rushed into the alley, a short exclamation sounded dully!

As soon as John rushed into the alley, he was suddenly stopped in shock.

Under the bright light of the street lights in the alley, next to a trash can, the girl's head has fallen off, and bright red blood is constantly gushing out.Standing beside the woman, the man's feet were indeed wearing leather shoes, his hands were scarlet, and he was glancing at John gloomyly.

John felt cold all over his body, because he clearly saw the appearance of the other party.

Hans Gruber!

It was a face that John would never forget. The instigator of the Zhongfu Building kidnapping case, the German who had a series of inexplicable conversations with some unlucky boy, the one who committed suicide by jumping off a building and fell to the ground...dead man!

"Oh, Mr. M, we meet again."

Hans-Gruber let the corpses around him keep gushing blood, just kept his formal suit from being soaked, and smiled at John: "It must be very busy these days, but I have watched you arrive in person several times. The one at the scene of the crime, why, finally found me?"

Hearing the other party's words, John recovered from his stupefaction, quickly drew out his pistol and pointed at the other party, and said sharply: "Hans Gruber, aren't you already dead!?"

Hans took a step forward, carefully took out a napkin from his pocket, wiped his palms, and said with a smile, "I am indeed dead, Mr. M, I am already dead."

John's eyes widened. He somewhat couldn't understand the meaning of the other party. He clenched his hands tighter and said, "Get down on the ground immediately, quick!"

Hans just took another step forward.

"Quick! Get down on the ground!"

John only felt chills all over his body, and he even took a step back.

Hans took another step forward with a mocking expression on his face.

Suddenly, a loud gunshot sounded, and John shot Hans in the chest!

Hans suddenly tilted his body, propped his left hand on the wall of the alley, but immediately stood up straight again, and said with a smile: "No, Mr. M, or Officer McLean of the LAPD, this level of shooting is harmful to me. Nothing worked."

John didn't answer, and pulled the trigger three times in a row. The three bullets hit Hans' chest, lower abdomen, and left arm hard, making him tremble and hit the wall by the impact.

But then, he stood up again as if nothing had happened, looked back at the headless corpse still bleeding on the ground, then looked at John who had widened his eyes, and said with a smile: "This is not from 28 Fell down a flight of stairs, John, and there's no one around. I can't help but ask, how many rounds do you have left in your pistol?"

John said in a deep voice: "Dracula, are you Dracula?"

Hans chuckled, stabilized his body, and said, "Dracula...that's just the most famous person in our family, and he can't represent everyone."

Because of panic, John squeezed his mouth tightly, and tried his best to suppress the trembling all over his body. The gunshot rang out again, but this time it only hit Hans' palm.Although his palm was instantly crooked, but even a few drops of blood did not fall.

"You were the one responsible for the recent headless murders, right? Vampires...just suck blood, what's the point of taking their heads off!?"

Hans nodded suddenly, and said, "Yes, I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and picked up the head of the girl on the ground, held it in his hand, and said, "There are blood-sucking tooth marks on the neck, how can I let such obvious evidence remain outside?"

Just when John was about to roar, a cold voice sounded.

"Oh, so you cut off the whole head? That's a good idea, and it can provide inspiration for my script."

Jessica hid at the corner of the street, and Sun Xiaowei came forward with a satchel. Passing by stared at her John, walked to a position only two meters away from Hans, and said with a smile: "It seems that this world is bigger than I imagined." It’s even more interesting, but I don’t know which setting you belong to?”

Hans raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Miss A? Excuse me, what setting are you talking about?"

Sun Xiaowei flicked up her handbag, tried her best to bring out the wind, and said with a smile: "Young man, uncle? Do you have wings? Can you cast spells? Is there a bright Holy See against you?"

Hans narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that Ms. A really understands our existence very well. In this way, I will never let you live..."

Sun Xiaowei turned her head and grinned.

"The combat power is not five, and it doesn't mean you are a Saiyan..."

Saying that, the handbag dropped out of his hand abruptly, and rushed towards Hans like an arrow off the string.Suddenly, his head was smashed and he fell back to the ground.

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