"A suspicious target has been spotted." Selina reminded.
Luke looked at the surveillance footage and saw a Chevrolet SUV parked on the highway west of the venue marked by Selina.
This Chevrolet neither entered nor left the parking lot. It was a bit far from the entrance of the parking lot, so people generally wouldn't be waiting there.
This distance is outside the danger range of parking lot bullets.
At the same time, the drone also detected that the car had been modified, isolating it from heat source detection, and the film on the windows was dark black, making it impossible to see the people inside.
Luke's mind raced, and he gave an order: "Immediately get two patrol teams over there to check the people in the car. Tell our guys to be alert and be careful of the people in the car opening fire."
It didn't matter that Chevrolet escaped, the police liked suspects with their backs turned the most.
Although doing so may seem a bit paranoid, in the face of a crisis, it is better to cause a mistake than to miss any clues.
The standard of this concert is extremely high, and the police station has mobilized a large number of police forces, so it would be a waste if they are not used.
Luke waited quietly outside the venue. In less than two minutes, two patrol cars rushed towards the suspicious Chevrolet on the west highway.
He frowned: Selina and Gold Nugget were also in the police car.
"Let the patrol officer go over to check it out later. You just stand by the car with your gun out and be on guard. Don't go forward." He instructed Selina.
In this situation, it is not wise for the police officers to approach the other vehicle collectively. Instead, they should stagger their positions and form an encirclement, which would put more pressure on the people in the Chevrolet.
The locations where the two patrol police cars are parked are also important.
There were two police cars, one in front and one behind, with the front car blocking the Chevrolet not far away.
The car behind rushed past the Chevrolet and suddenly turned, going behind the Chevrolet, forming a pincer attack from the front and back.
The police car at the front of the traffic jam was outside the road, about seven or eight meters away from the Chevrolet SUV.
The police car at the rear of the traffic jam stopped at the edge of the surface, and the two cars were staggered in angles front, back, left, and right.
Two patrolmen got out of the police car at the rear of the Chevrolet. Following Selina's instructions, they did not move forward, but directly opened the front door as a cover, with their guns raised.
The weapons in their hands are m4a1, not pistols.
Selina took advantage of the staggered positions between the police car and the Chevrolet and quickly leaned against the rear of the car, holding a Remington shotgun she had just borrowed from other police officers.
Within a distance of more than ten meters, the deterrent power of this gun is greater than that of a rifle.
The two patrol officers who got out of the police car at the front of the Chevrolet did not move forward, but also hid behind the front door with guns in their hands.
The passenger in the front passenger seat grabbed the external microphone and shouted, "LAPD, everyone in the Chevrolet with license plate xxxxxx, please raise your hands immediately, open the door slowly, get out of the car, and accept the inspection."
The two people in the Chevrolet looked at each other in shock and frowned.
After a brief silence, the middle-aged white man in the passenger seat said, "Get out of the car."
The young white driver said calmly: "Is it ok?"
The middle-aged man replied nonchalantly: "Haha, don't worry, we are here to investigate the case!"
The young man didn't say anything more and got off the bus.
Facing the muzzles of several guns, the two men looked very calm, which made the patrolmen nervous and they immediately shouted: "Get down, put your hands on your head, and lie on the ground."
The middle-aged man smiled and opened a wallet with a police badge in his slightly raised hand: "FBI, how can I help you, officer?"
The patrolmen were stunned, and the two people in the car behind even looked at Selina involuntarily.
Selina, however, looked calm, her attention remained focused, and she showed no intention of moving the gun away from the two men.
She is also the Los Angeles Kneebreaker, and now she is wearing the LAPD badge while on duty!
But with this incident, one of the patrol officers finally went up and checked the two people's IDs in turn, and even checked the ID numbers through the main reception desk, but found no problems.
The patrolman was a little embarrassed, but still asked, "Hello, Agent Garrett, Agent Ward. May I ask what you are doing here?"
The middle-aged man still had that nonchalant smile on his face, and casually put his police badge wallet back in his pocket: "We are investigating the case, you know the details of the case."
Of course the patrolman understands.
The local police department doesn't like the FBI interfering in their cases, and the FBI certainly doesn't like the local police department interfering in their cases.
Unless necessary, the details of each party's work will definitely not be explained to the other party.
The patrolman came back and gave Selina a questioning look.
She just nodded slightly and waited for the police car in front to start turning around before she put away her shotgun and sat back in the police car.
Watching the two patrol cars leave, the middle-aged man asked with interest: "Did you notice that female detective?"
Young man: "The one who kept pointing the gun at us?"
The middle-aged man opened the car door and got in. "This woman is the leader of these policemen, and she is very vigilant. If we wanted to get rid of these policemen just now, she would definitely shoot us at the first moment, so don't be too impulsive."
"If I had done that just now, I would have chosen to kill her immediately." The young man closed the car door and said calmly.
The middle-aged man shrugged: "But that would be very risky and unnecessary, right?"
At this time, the text message alert sounded on his mobile phone. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. He was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
Young man: “What’s wrong?”
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "The start command has been issued, but no operation signal has been received over there. Let's check the surveillance over in Basel."
The young man operated the center console, and a display screen appeared... It was pitch black.
"No picture. Is the surveillance on the x-bomb malfunctioning?" The young man also frowned.
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when he saw a Ford van driving slowly out of the parking lot, then stopped on the opposite side of the road and became silent.
Now the front ends of the van and Chevrolet are facing each other, and the front windows are just flush.
Although there was black film on the windows of both cars, preventing them from seeing each other, the three people in the two cars were indeed looking at each other.
In the Chevrolet, the faces of the two men first turned a little black, and then turned a little green.
The middle-aged man thought quickly for a moment and said decisively: "Cancel the plan, retreat."
The young man also shifted gears immediately, but still waited for more than ten seconds before driving the car onto the road. He drove in a normal way, gradually accelerating and moving away from the Ford van.
Seeing in the rearview mirror that the van did not move any further, both of them let out a sigh of relief.
Others didn't know what was in the Ford van, but they knew it clearly.
The x-bomb in the van was made by a young man and then delivered to an organization by a middle-aged man.
The text message the middle-aged man just received was from another person responsible for launching the x-bomb, informing them that the timed launch command for the x-bomb had been issued.