Chapter 215
It was after eight o’clock in the evening.
A cross street intersection in the city of Los Angeles.
There is a convenience store on the northeast corner with white plastic tables and chairs in front of it.
A white man and an Asian woman sit at the table talking.
A police car pulls up near the convenience store, the passenger door opens and a middle-aged man in a police uniform steps out.
Luke would have recognized it if he were here, it was John, an old rookie from the Western Division.
John smiled and greeted, ”Hey, if it isn’t Detective Jackson. I heard you just solved a big case.”
Jackson smiled and said, “That’s right, it’s the carjacking serial robbery-murder cases, two of which took place in Caboolture Hill and the other in Santa Monica Beach.
There was more than one killer, one cunning and one vicious.
It’s hard to think of the identity of the real killer if you’re not involved in the case.”
The Asian woman spread her hands and grumbled at John, “Come on, he just told me all about it, and now that you’re bringing up the case, I bet he’s going to tell me all about it again.”
John laughed, “Honestly, I’d kinda like to hear it, I’m a detective fan too, my favorite is the Great Detective Polo, a short, fat, gentlemanly old man with two big beards, it’s a lot of fun.”
Jackson quickly said, “When do you get off work, let’s have a drink together, it’s been a long time since the three of us had a drink together.”
John shook his head, “I’m afraid I can’t tonight, I have to work the night shift. You two go ahead and drink, I’ll make up for it next time.”
“Zip ……”
The intercom on John went off.
The operator’s voice rang out from the intercom, “A shooting has occurred in the Yakay neighborhood on Solvay Street.
According to the reporting party, the robber is a sixteen or seventeen year old girl, the weapon is an M4 rifle, there are already two dead at the scene, please send immediate backup from the neighborhood.”
“Unit 7A15 is in the vicinity of the scene, rushing to support now.”
“The killer is dangerous, stay safe.”
“Copy that.”
John finished and sighed, “SORRY, I have to go.”
A little uneasy, the Asian woman stood up, pulling a gun out of her back and checking it, “John, I’m coming with you, sign me up for overtime.” She tapped Jackson on the shoulder, “Man, see you some other time.”
Seeing his two former coworkers leaving, Jackson sat up a bit and followed, “I’ll go with you guys.”
John turned around, “Are you sure?”
Jackson’s eyes widened and his tone was sure, “Of course, just like before, we’ll work side by side.”
John flashed a smirk and extended his right hand, giving Jackson a handshake, “Man, welcome back to the team.”
The policewoman laughed, “Jackson, I hope your shooting skills don’t suck as much as before.”
“Don’t worry, my marksmanship is great now, I even hit that murderer on this investigation, a sixteen or seventeen year old teenager as well.
Don’t look at the young age, it’s a tough character.
So, never underestimate young people.” While speaking, the three of them got into the police car and rushed to the crime scene.
Three minutes later, the police car drove into the Yakay neighborhood.
There were four people sitting in the police car, the driver was a black female police officer, John was sitting in the passenger side, and Jackson and Lucy, an Asian female police officer, were sitting in the back row.
There were a number of people standing in front of windows in the houses on the neighborhood streets, but few dared to go outside.
Jackson’s eyes were sharper and pointed to the curb not far away, “Hey, there’s a woman lying over there, looks like she’s bleeding from an injury.”
The black policewoman parked her car on the side of the road and the four of them got out of the car fully armed.
A white woman collapsed on the side of the road, shot several times, blood flowing everywhere, and her face was covered in blood, looking a bit scary.
Lucy, the Asian policewoman, touched her neck, “Still breathing.”
Jackson pointed in the direction of the doorway, “Hey, there’s a man over there who’s been shot too.”
John walked over with his gun in both hands, felt the other man’s neck and shook his head.
The black policewoman picked up her walkie-talkie, “There’s a woman with a gunshot wound in the Yakay neighborhood on Solvay Street, she’s in critical condition, please send an ambulance immediately.”
“Roger.”
The injured woman seemed to have heard a voice, slowly opened her eyes, and said with some difficulty, “Save …… save my …… daughter.”
“What did you say?” Lucy didn’t hear clearly and leaned over to listen.
“My daughter …… save her.”
Lucy asked back, “Where is your daughter?”
“She took off in an Audi Q5. The gunwoman is after her, stop her, don’t let her hurt my daughter.”
“What kind of car was the female gunman driving?”
“A white …… Honda sedan.” The woman was having a hard time talking as she was out of breath and out of breath.
The black female officer asked, “Which way did they drive?”
“East, the female shooter has a gun, it’s dangerous, she’s going to kill my daughter …… please …… surely.”
“We will.” Lucy reassured.
“My husband …… is he …… is he still there?” The woman choked back tears.
Lucy shook her head, “I’m so sorry …… Please be sorry for your loss.”
The woman whimpered, “Crazy, she’s crazy …… She shot us as soon as she came up, why did she kill us? Why?”
Black female police said, “Do not be excited, we will save your daughter, you rest, the ambulance will come soon.”
The black policewoman instructed directly, “Lucy, you stay.
John, Jackson get in the car with me.”
The three of them got into the car, the black policewoman turned on the police lights and police lights, and drove unimpeded all the way.
Jackson glanced back, “Is she going to be okay?”
The black policewoman shook her head, “I just checked, her injuries are very serious, the bullet hit the vital position, it is estimated that …… it is difficult to last until the hospital.”
Jackson sighed softly, the atmosphere in the car was a little depressing.
Can only hear the voice in John’s walkie-talkie, he has been through the walkie-talkie and other colleagues to contact, we communicate with each other, share the location of the suspect.
This was the biggest advantage of police arrest, once the car driven by the suspect was identified, the patrol officers who were in the vicinity of the suspect would assist in the arrest by reporting the direction of travel of the suspect vehicle.
A few minutes later, Jackson and their police car finally caught up with the suspect’s car.
In the distance, a fast-moving white Honda sedan could be seen.
A gunshot could also be faintly heard.
Jackson looked closely and realized that the hand sticking out of the driver’s side of the Honda was holding a pistol and firing at the front.
The black policewoman said, “Sit tight, I’m going to make a stop.”
John, who was sitting in the passenger side, hurriedly grabbed the upper right armrest, “Do we have to?”
“The shooter has been firing, it’s easy to cause a misfire on the highway, and the other woman will probably drive off when she knows the police are after her, and then it’ll be even harder to catch her.
I’ve seen too many instances of lost followers, and I don’t want that to happen to me.”
John gulped, “Okay, you’re right. Jackson, get a grip.”
The black policewoman slammed her foot on the gas and the car picked up speed again, already over 100 kilometers per hour, rapidly approaching the left rear of the Honda.
The Honda in front seemed to have done notice, the car also shifted to the left side, blocking the front of the police car, so that the black policewoman could not make a stopping maneuver.
John reminded from the side, “If there is no way to cut off, lower the speed of the car, the fellow in front is going to use a tire breaker, let’s not get hurt by mistake.”
The black policewoman lowered her speed.
This time, if a helicopter looked down from a high altitude, it could see three cars chasing each other, the first car was an Audi Q5, the second car was a white Honda sedan, and the third car was a black police car.
A few hundred meters out in front of the three cars, a police car was parked on the right side, and the officer opened the trunk and took out the tire breaker.
“Whoosh ……” sound, Audi car quickly driving past.
Honda car also came quickly, just at this time, the police officer will tire breaker thrown on the road.
“Splat!” The right rear tire of the Honda pressed against the tire breaker.
“Bang!” Immediately the tire blew out.
The car began to sway from side to side, and it could be clearly felt that the body of the Honda had been crooked to the right side again, and it was not easy for the driver to control the car, so he could only be forced to reduce the speed of the car.
The black policewoman once again kicked the gas to catch up, directly into the left rear of the Honda.
“Bang!”
Both cars’ speeds were not slow, and after the collision, the Honda immediately lost control of its body, turned around, and drove directly into the right side of the greenbelt, hitting a railing.
Jackson, John, and the black policewoman got out of the car and walked around the Honda with their guns in both hands, “LAPD, put your hands up and don’t make any unnecessary movements.”
“No movement!”
“Put your hands where I can see them.”
The three officers surrounded the driver’s side and peered inside through the window.
A girl of sixteen or seventeen sat in the cab, her head seemingly cracked, her hands on the steering wheel, and two guns, an M4 rifle and a black pistol, rested under the passenger side.
Jackson instantly recognized the girl, the sister of the Santa Monica Beach robbery and murderer, the last time they had met, the girl had left a deep impression with him.
Jackson remembered her name, Anna James.
Jackson and John had their hands on Anna with their guns as the black policewoman opened the car door.
“Get out of the car with your hands on your head.”
Anna said, “I’m hurt.”
“Cut the crap and get out of the car right now.” The black policewoman showed no mercy.
Jackson was also holding his gun with both hands, not daring to have the slightest relaxation, he had seen this girl’s father throwing grenades, this family were all ruthless characters.
“Get out of the car!”
Anna grunted, but did as the police instructed, hands on her head, got out of the car and slumped to the ground.
The black policewoman held her down and handcuffed her straight away.
Jackson put away his pistol, “Search her, see if she has any other dangerous items on her.”
Anna twisted her head to look at Jackson, “I know you.
You’re the fucking cop who took my brother.”
“That’s right, I’m the detective in charge of investigating your brother’s robbery and murder.” Jackson glanced at the weapons in the car, “Last time, we had taken your family’s weapons, where did these two guns come from?”
Anna was a little disdainful, “We have plenty of guns in our house, what you took away was only part of it.”
Jackson frowned, “Why did you shoot someone?”
Anna said, “You should know exactly why my brother robbed and killed someone, it was because that Bitch seduced my boyfriend that a series of things happened behind.
It was that bikini who victimized my father and brother.
She deserves to die.
Jackson looked at the woman and felt that she was a bit incomprehensible, “Even if there was a conflict between you and her, why did you kill her parents, who were innocent?”
“So my brother my father isn’t innocent? They only did that to protect me.
And now I’ve lost them.
It’s all because of that woman, and I’m going to make her taste the pain of losing her loved ones too.”
Jackson shook his head, “You’re out of your mind.”
“John, she’s dangerous, be careful.” Jackson said and ran ahead to check on the Audi.
After the Honda was stopped by a police car, the Audi pulled over as well.
Jackson was far away when he heard a mournful cry.
Walking in, a white girl was sitting in the driver’s side crying, she had a gunshot wound to her right shoulder and glass cuts on her face and neck, but couldn’t care less about the pain at this point, she just kept crying there.
Jackson looked at this scene, also do not know how else to comfort, just stood by the side of the silent.