MTL - Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 128 Family

  Chapter 128 Family

  Jacquier, who was in mid-air, saw Roan aiming at his gun in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he cursed:

   "F—"

   As soon as the initial letter was spoken in the words of greeting, Roan pulled the trigger of the Glock 18 with a smile on his face.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

   Four 9mm bullets flew out of the gun in an instant, and three of them hit Jacquier's left and right calves and left arm with great precision.

  The remaining bullet was because Jacquele subconsciously tilted his body in a hurry, and finally accidentally hit the root of Jacquele's right thigh.

  Boom—

  Jacquel, who was carrying a satchel, did not fall to the bottom of the building in mid-air, and finally succeeded in leaping to the top of the diagonally opposite building.

   But instead of standing, he lay directly on the ground.

   Still hit the face first.

   At the same time, there was a burst of screaming and cursing in pain.

   "Sonof than eat!"

  Feeling the pain from the three limbs, Jacquel's face twitched and he took a breath of cold air.

  But after all, Jacquier has many years of combat experience, and this gunshot wound is still within his tolerance.

  The moment he landed, his uninjured right hand touched the satchel not far away.

  There are not only pistols and rifles in the shoulder bag, but also grenades, smoke bombs and other weapons he prepared in advance.

"do not move!"

   As soon as Jacquel stretched out his hand, Roan arrived on the high platform on the edge of the roof of Mona's building. Without hesitation, he shot directly at the ground between Jacquel and the satchel.

boom!

  Feeling the cement debris splashed on his face by the bullet, Jacquel froze immediately, then slowly turned his head with a gloomy expression, and cast his eyes on Roan on the roof diagonally opposite.

   "Pull your hand back at once, Mr. Jacquel."

   Roan pretended not to see the look in Jacquier's eyes that wanted to kill him. He held up the Glock 18 and said kindly:

   "Move your hand a little further, and I'm going to send you to see God."

  The smile is very sunny, but the words are very cold.

   Staring at Roan's handsome face in silence for a few seconds, Jacquier slowly retracted his hand.

   "Good."

  Roan nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to speak, Jacquel, who was diagonally opposite, spoke first. He asked solemnly:

   "FBI agent, what's your name?"

   Jacquel didn't understand why Roan found himself so quickly, and he was very shocked by Roan's speed.

  He clearly remembered that when he left Mona's apartment, the other's Chevrolet had just arrived at the bottom of the building.

   "Don't move, Mr. Jacquier."

  Hearing Jacquel's question, Roan frowned.

  The other party obviously wanted to divert his attention by chatting, so as to find a way to escape from here.

   This routine Roan is too familiar with.

  So after hearing Jacquel's question, Roan didn't mean to answer, but directly arranged:

   "Now, Jacquel, immediately move slowly to your left, as far away from the satchel as possible.

  After reaching the proper position, stretch the limbs to the maximum extent and lie flat on the ground. "

   "Shit!"

  Hearing this, Jacquel cursed from the bottom of his heart.

   The guy on the opposite side looks so young, how can he be so sophisticated?

   Now that his limbs have been shot, if he really wants to spread his limbs and lie flat on the ground, then he will really be completely turned into a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

  Taking a deep breath, Jacquel was just about to speak when Mona, panting and hugging the computer, suddenly came out of the stairs.

   "Roan! Are you okay?"

   Seeing Mona calling Roan's name when she reached the top of the building, Jacqueline narrowed her eyes and looked at Roan expectantly.

  As long as the guy with the gun turns around when he hears the sound, he has a chance.

   "I'm fine, call Lacey first, then call an ambulance."

  Hearing Mona's voice, Roan stared at Jacquel without looking back, and said slowly with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth:

   "Let Lacey come to the roof of the building next door, Mr. Million Dollar is already under my control."

  Mona's eyes lit up when she heard the words, she took out her phone and nodded heavily:

   "OK!"

   Jacquel: ".Fu-k!"

  —

   Not long ago, the apartment was downstairs.

  Lacey put her arms around a slim-waisted white policewoman with short hair and whispered to each other.

  The female police officer is the NYPD Sergeant Charlizi.

  Not far away, the patrolmen who maintained order, blocked the area, and prevented passers-by from entering the building saw this scene with black lines all over their heads.

   Just when Lacey felt that the time had come, she licked her lips and was about to invite Xia Lizi to watch some good movies at her home after get off work today.

  Two middle-aged Caucasian men wearing FBI gray-blue coats suddenly appeared. After talking to the NYPD patrol in a low voice, they broke into the blockade and walked towards the gate of the building.

   When Lacey saw the faces of the two, her face changed, she hurriedly pulled out her pistol and quickly stopped in front of them, saying loudly:

   "Sorry, two, you can't enter here!"

   Seeing Lacey pull out a gun to stop him, the leading middle-aged white man stretched out his hand to Lacey, with a smile on his face:

   "Hello, my name is Terry, and I am from the Terrorist Screening Center (a department under the FBI Homeland Security Service, see the preface for details)."

"Yeah?"

   When Lacey heard this, a sneer appeared on her face:

   “But my colleagues told me before that you are from the Counter-IED Division.”

  “.”

  That's right, the two people who appeared here are the two CIAs who wanted to **** them from Roan before.

  Roan told everyone in the No. 5 investigation team about this incident afterwards, and also gave a brief description of their appearance.

   Had a grudge with the CIA, and Lacey, who came out of the intelligence service, naturally remembered the appearance of the two of them.

  Hearing Lacey's words, Terry's eyebrows twitched, and then he felt a headache.

  Not long ago, when Mrs. Heloise and her men went to the interrogation room of the No. 5 investigation team to interrogate De Monty, they used some kind of potion and successfully obtained a word:

  Family.

   Mrs. Heloise reacted instantly when she heard it, and immediately sent her men to Mona's house.

   It is best to find Jacquele, if not, Mona should be taken away, and the CIA will temporarily control her.

Mrs. Heloise knew that what she did would cause the FBI to be dissatisfied, but she couldn't catch Jacquel. Whether she could stay in the CIA in the future was a problem, so the FBI's dissatisfaction was nothing to her. .

   As long as Mona doesn't die, there will be no major problems.

  Standard CIA thinking.

   As for the reason why the two of Terry came here, Lacey could figure it out after a few seconds of simple thinking.

Roan said that these two people are Madam Heloise's subordinates, and Madam Heloise's target is Jacquel, and Jacquier's target is Mona, and Mona still lives in this building .

   If Mona was not the target of the two of Terry, she would not believe it even if Lacey was killed.

  So, when Terry coughed lightly and was about to say something, Lacey immediately raised her pistol unceremoniously:

   "Two gentlemen from the CIA, as I said, it is forbidden to pass here."

  Terry's face suddenly sank when he heard the words, but just as he was about to speak, Lacey's cell phone rang suddenly.

Jingle Bell-

  The moment Lacey took out her phone, Terry tilted her head and gave a look to her teammates beside her.

  The teammate did not hesitate, and immediately bypassed Lacey and broke into the apartment building.

   "Shit!"

   Lacey looked angry when she saw this, but Terry immediately stood in front of her and laughed:

   "Don't be angry, Agent Lacey, I won't leave, you should answer the phone first, maybe it's important news."

  “.It really is the CIA’s style of doing things.”

  Looked down at the phone and found that it was Mona. After Lacey gave Terry a cold look, she immediately pressed the answer button:

   "It's me, Lacey."

  The next second, when she heard Mona's words on the phone, Lacey was stunned for a moment, and then her face became weird in an instant.

  (end of this chapter)