The American Scripture

"There was a murder in the outskirts of New York. This is information!" Sarah threw a bunch of photos on the desk in front of Zhen Fan. "I got this from a former colleague, but it's no longer available. It’s classified, because the media has already broadcast these. If you want to watch it, you should have seen it during prime time last night. This is the clearest picture we can get."

Zhen Fan took the photos, then looked at Sarah, pointed to the comfortable seat in front of the desk and said, "Why don't you sit down and tell me? You are now the boss of this private detective agency, I'm just you Just a few months ago, Zhen Fan gave Sarah a sum of money to set up such a detective agency. After two years, she will develop into a security company. This is what Zhen Fan did. Things planned with Sarah. The first step has now been taken, but it seems that Sarah is doing well.

"Insincere!" Sarah glared at Zhen Fan. "Here you have to face the grievances of those who were stolen by their mistress and their husbands, as well as the staff who want to investigate the scandal, or want to play tricks. The guy who tried to blackmail others, I was going crazy! Is this the world so dirty?"

"When you were there, there were more dirty things than this!" Zhen Fan smiled and pointed to her, then took the photo and looked at her, she couldn't help but frown. The corpse in the photo The wound made him feel familiar, like...like being bitten by something or torn by hand.

"How do you feel when you see such a wound?" Sarah nodded to Zhen Fan, "This is a very similar wound in the case I have been in contact with when I was here. So after the news yesterday, I immediately I found these photos, and this case is similar to what you helped to handle before!"

"Yeah. This kind of wound reminds me of someone!" Zhen Fan slowly raised his brows, "John Beasley, he is probably no longer in New York now. I didn't expect that he would even let children go. !" He threw the photo to the table and made a "pop" sound, yes. There is also a little girl's body in the photo. A large part of the little girl's neck has been torn off, and only a little bit of poor flesh is left on the whole neck.

"What are you going to do? Do you want me to send someone to find him?" Sarah looked at Zhen Fan. "I like this kind of work, it's challenging, and of course...it can also get me out of that annoying investigation of cheating!"

"No, this person is too dangerous!" Zhen Fan categorically denied Sarah's proposal. After thinking about it. "I will arrange this matter, you don't care about it, by the way, continue to pay attention to the news in this area, well...I'm leaving, I will take this thing first, and I will return it to you in a few days!" Zhen Fan Then he picked up the pile of photos.

"Well, I knew this was the result!" Sarah shrugged. Then he stood up and said to Zhen Fan, "Would you not stay for a meal with me?"

"Of course. Okay!" Zhen Fan smiled, then walked over, gently hugged Sarah, kissed her, and said to her, "I'll wait for you below!" He said to Sarah. After blinking, he left Sarah's office. Sarah’s office is on the 16th floor of a building in Los Angeles. This is her office. There are some hired employees outside her office, and some field staff. Some field staff conduct investigations outside, and most of them are It is a person who has retired from the police, the army, or has changed careers.

After dinner, Zhen Fan bid farewell to Sarah. After getting in the car, he did not rush to start. Instead, he gave Milk a call. When the call was connected, he asked: "Do you know the New York case? "

"Yes, I knew it before the news broke. This time someone has been sent, and I also asked Steve Runa to participate in the investigation, but...I still worry that he can't handle it. So now Gicarlo is also going to leave, the two are safer!" Milk said some of his own arrangements very readily.

Zhen Fan nodded, and the reaction was faster this time, so he said: "I need to do something? Do you already have his trace?"

"No, we didn’t find anything apart from seeing a few corpses in New York, but... there is a situation you need to know, because a few days before the case, we found and The homicide here is similar to the wound of the deceased, and the heart has been dug out. Someone has negotiated in the past, hoping to get first-hand information, but my estimate is that it should be the same person!" Milk continued to know what he knew. The matter told Zhen Fan.

"So... who this person should be, you must already know it, it's the werewolf John Beasley!" Zhen Fan nodded and said to Milk on the phone.

"I think so too. But I have a question... This guy seems to be hiding from someone. It only took a few days to get from Tijuana to New York, and it was a relatively remote cemetery in New York. He killed one to watch the grave. People, and then killed a family. Seeing that the body of the tomb was hidden deeply, basically if it weren’t for the death of that family, he wouldn’t be able to find out. This meant he wanted to stay in this place, but this The family may have annoyed him, so..." Milk continued his analysis and had to say that what he said made sense.

"So... who do you think he wants to avoid?" Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then said to Milk, "Is it me or you? We haven't taken any action against him for a while, and this guy's whereabouts are also Only his companion knows, that is... Oh, I know, it must be him!"

"Who is it?" Milk was also thinking about this question. If it wasn't for himself and Zhen to threaten that guy, who else could threaten him? When I was thinking about it, I heard Zhen Fan's exclamation.

"Pleskin, Sia? Presskin!" Zhen Fan couldn't help but yelled loudly, "It must be him, my God, I should have thought of it, Preskin wants to kill him!"

"Why?" Milk over there obviously couldn't figure it out, and he said to Zhen Fan full of doubts, "Why did Preskin kill him? Aren't they in the same group?"

"Yes, it used to be, but now...maybe not!" Zhen Fan nodded and said, "If that is the case, I think...someone is coming to Los Angeles soon. Goodbye, Mr. Milk, I Think I am ready to receive my guests!" He cut off the phone.

Obviously, if it was Presskin who followed Beasley to cause such a murder, he would obviously give himself an explanation, if he still thought about or insisted on worshiping himself as a teacher. But judging from the performance that day, Preskin should really worship himself as a teacher.

The Pentagon, Southwest Washington, Arlington County, Virginia.

"This person is the impact that we can capture. The image taken by the camera in Tijuana City, Mexico is not very clear, but we can still find the overlap of some of the impacts we captured before. This is John Beasley, this is Shia Presskin. These two men are extremely dangerous. They once attacked our 51st district and caused many soldiers casualties. Now all we have to do is catch them. "A major general said to the projection in the meeting room. A group of generals and school officers sat at the table in the meeting room.

After the major general sat down, one of the lieutenants sitting in the main seat stood up, frowned and said: "These two men have posed a serious threat to the country. What we have to do is to eliminate all threats, so we can catch They are best, if they can’t, they can use all means to kill!"

"I hope that the intelligence department and the operations department will cooperate perfectly to complete this operation." The lieutenant said, waving his hand and said, "The meeting is over, Lieutenant Colonel Martin Kxlin, you stay for a while, and you will be specific about this operation. Responsible, there will be a briefing later, you can choose the manpower in the army at will, but what I need is to leave within two days."

"Yes, General!" The lieutenant colonel paused and said with a military salute.

"Let's go! The sooner the better, I give you the power of special operations!" said the lieutenant general, and was about to leave the meeting room, but Lieutenant Colonel Martin Xling said again: "I'm sorry, General, I have a request!"

"Let's talk, as long as it's not too much!" The lieutenant nodded, stopped, and looked at Lieutenant Colonel Martin Kersling. "Remember, don't take it too far!"

"I want to go to the fifty-first district to pick a man." Martin Kxlin said.

The lieutenant was stunned, then nodded and said, "I promise you that I will call General von Kasser there, and you can choose the manpower you need there."

"Yes, General!" Martin Kesling saluted, watched the lieutenant general leave, and then cleaned up the information in his hands~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and quickly left the meeting room, he didn't have much time. Now, he has to rush to Nevada. It is his best choice to pick people in the 51st District, because the people there have fought against those two people, and experienced soldiers are the best soldiers.

After Martin Kersling left, the Lieutenant General and the Major General were in the corridor side by side. The Major General frowned and said to the Lieutenant General: "You are sending them to death, knowing that they can't complete this task!"

"No, they are all brave American soldiers, and... they are just pathfinders. It is not them who really want to do their work. They are the property of the US Department of Defense. Our killers will be lurking aside, waiting for the best time to give them. The **** have a fatal blow, that's it!" The Lieutenant General smiled, "Let's start the x-17 project."

"You mean Albert Banks?" The major general's eyes lit up, and then filled with doubts. "But... we all know that Albert Banks is not stable yet, isn't it... "

"No, do it, this is the best time, don't miss it!" The lieutenant said, turning around and left.

The major general shrugged helplessly. Obviously he also thought of the x-17 plan, but this plan was obviously ahead of his expectations, but... he still had to obey the order! (To be continued...) u