drop!
Click!
As Leon put his finger on the fingerprint collector, the red light on it turned from red to green, and then the door opened with a click...
Seeing this, Leon quickly walked in and closed the open door in reverse.
Then he looked forward and saw that Brooke's room was the same as his own, with a layout of two rooms and two living rooms. The entrance was the living room.
Because it was already late at night, the room was dark, with only the lights from the building opposite the window shining in, allowing him to barely see everything around him.
There is a set of black leather sofas in the living room, and in the middle is a black glass coffee table. On the coffee table are a large ashtray and two laptop computers.
The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts that were about to overflow.
Brooke likes to smoke very much, which is information that Leon collected a long time ago.
Leon passed by the living room and looked directly at the dining room next to him. He saw that the dining table had been cleaned very clean, but this kind of cleanliness was a bit strange.
He knew that Brooke never allowed hired servants to enter his room, so he was the one responsible for cleaning the room, and a person who had a regular schedule and could even clean the room in order was very scary...
Immediately, Leon looked at the two bedrooms inside. There was no bed in one of them. Instead, there were two huge bookcases inside, filled with densely packed books, ranging from current affairs magazines to scientific reports to various books. There are all kinds of history books.
Finally, there was the master bedroom. When Leon opened the bedroom door, there was a faint smell of smoke. The bedroom was slightly dirty. Clothes and socks were placed on the bedside, and the bedding was messily dragged on the floor. , some pillows are slightly yellow.
Even so, it still looks much better than most single men's bedrooms.
Leon walked around the bedroom. He didn't dare to touch the other person's things too much for fear that the other party would see the flaw, so he just installed a bug under Brooke's bed, then checked around, and finally chose to The other party's desk lamp was disassembled and a miniature monitor was installed on the base.
From the beginning to the end, Leon's movements were very skillful. It was obvious that he had been well prepared for this day.
After installing it, a gap the size of a grain of rice has been drilled out on the right side of the desk lamp's lamp holder. The gap is facing the bed, and the monitor looks out to the outside world through this gap.
After doing all this, he quickly restored everything, then went to the living room again, lifted the sofa, took apart the leather of the sofa, and installed another bug at the bottom of the sofa.
However, he had just finished pretending, when suddenly there was a crash outside the door!
Leon looked shocked. He rushed into the bathroom nearby without thinking, and then closed the door silently!
The reason why he reacted so quickly was because this was also within his plan. Because the layout of the suites where everyone lived was the same, the size of the bathroom was also the same. He could hold the side of the bathroom with both hands and feet. On the other side, climb to the top of the restroom.
In this way, even if the other party checks the house as soon as he comes back, as long as he doesn't raise his head, he won't be found in the bathroom.
The moment he hid in the bathroom, he climbed up as planned and waited quietly.
Click, click, click...
A steady footsteps came from far away and walked past the bathroom door.
Leon held his breath and waited quietly.
At this time, on the other side, Brooke paused at the door for a second as soon as he entered.
Because he saw that on the ground inside the door, a small bamboo stick had been crushed into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, Brooke's eyes became sharp.
He turned around and closed the door, walked towards the living room step by step, and turned on the light in the living room.
Everything in the room remained as he left it, without any movement.
Immediately, Brooke suddenly turned around and slammed open the bathroom door behind him.
He looked inside warily, but saw that the bathroom was empty.
After closing the bathroom, Brooke checked the study and bedroom again, but still found nothing.
Seeing this, Brooke's sharp gaze gradually softened. He turned off the light in the living room again and returned to his bedroom.
Hearing the other party's voice go away, Leon secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He moved down from the top of the bathroom little by little, and sat on the edge of the bathtub, listening silently.
Time passed minute by minute, and after about two hours passed, Leon walked out of the bathroom gently and moved to the door step by step.
He held his breath, opened the other party's door little by little, jumped out, and slowly closed the door.
After doing all this, Leon finally breathed a sigh of relief. He took one last look at the closed Brooke door, turned around and walked into his room.
But he didn't know that after he walked into his room, Brooke's door suddenly opened slowly, and a cold look stared at Leon's door. About ten minutes later, the door clicked again. Turn off the sound...
In the next few days, Leon would take time to listen to the sounds coming from the opposite room every day, but he soon became disappointed because neither the surveillance nor the listener collected any valuable information about the other person's life. Just like an old man being self-disciplined.
When you get up in the morning, the other person will have breakfast in the restaurant, and then start to exercise in the gym. When it's lunch break, the other person will just go back and take a shower, then surf the Internet in the living room, check some current affairs websites, and wait until dinner in the evening. It is convenient to go back to the bedroom, lie on the bed and read a book. When around ten o'clock in the night, Brooke will fall into a deep sleep.
This pattern is only briefly broken when the police team goes on a mission.
However, the BHB Police Team is not dispatched very frequently. Unless it is a crime case that has a great impact on the society, the BHB Police Team will only be called when the police cannot solve the case. Generally speaking, it will happen once every three to five days.
And for some unknown reason, when they were performing tasks together, Brooke, as the captain, was even more strict in his duties and completed any task in a meticulous manner. There were no mistakes as often as he remembered, and he did not use the public relations team of Blacklight Technology to After wiping his butt, what appears in front of Leon is almost truly a perfect superhero who is unsmiling and has a full sense of justice!
As he began to monitor the other party, Leon became more anxious, especially when there was no progress for more than a month. Sometimes he even began to wonder whether he had really misunderstood the other party and this super person. hero.
Compared with captain Brooke, the other two team members Bray and Hodge are more like normal people. Bray likes to fuck fans and often brings unknown wild women back to his dormitory to have sex every night.
Hodge, on the other hand, has an innocent and shy big boy character. He accompanies his wife peacefully and doesn't care about anything other than going on missions.
After observing for more than a month, Leon saw that the power in his monitor was almost exhausted. When he was hesitant to find a chance to replace it, his efforts finally paid off and he monitored a secret phone call.
This phone call was monitored by Brooke while he was surfing the Internet in the living room. As the phone rang with an old jazz sound, Brooke's deep voice also came from the monitor:
"Hey, there will be a big move by the police tonight. Don't go to Grimm Street to hand over the goods. Change the location. Go to Bartlett in the suburbs. I will inform them through other means of changing the delivery location..."
"The time doesn't have to change, it's still two o'clock in the evening."
"Yes, the news has been very tight recently. If you don't want to make mistakes, you'd better listen to me and do what I say. Do you understand?"
"If you are disobedient, I will consider changing someone to be my agent. I hope you will not challenge my bottom line..."
Immediately, the call was hung up.
After hearing these words, Leon finally showed a look of surprise. He jumped up excitedly, knowing that the other party would not be as righteous as he appeared!
"So, Brooke is acting as a protective umbrella for the gang organization?"
He recorded the previous conversation and played it over and over again, and then gradually analyzed some of the situation.
Obviously, the other party relies on his convenience in obtaining tasks in the police circles to tip off the gangsters. As long as this can be proved, Brooke's myth of justice will be shattered in an instant. Not only that, he will even be sued in federal court. , completely unable to turn over!
Thinking of this, Leon became even more excited. He started to turn on his computer and search for words about 'Bartlett, New York City'.
After half an hour of inquiry, he finally found this place. It turned out that the so-called Bartlett was a suburb of Queens, New York City, where there was a black neighborhood, and Bartlett was one of the unnamed Illegal bars.
After finding out all this, he no longer hesitated and made a direct call, "Ms. Austin, I want to apply for a freedom patrol mission in New York City tonight."
"Tonight? I'm afraid we don't have time, because tomorrow you have to attend a press conference at the police station, so you need to rehearse collectively tonight."
Austin is the agent of the BHB Police Team, the legal officer assigned by Blacklight Technology to wipe their butt.
"Sorry, please be accommodating, I really need to perform this task tonight."
Hearing this, Leon said quickly. He finally caught the other party's handle, so naturally he didn't want to miss it. "Can you please apply to your superiors?"
"this… "
At this time, on the other end of the phone, Austin was sitting in front of the office computer and hesitated. She frowned and was about to refuse, but then there was a sudden ding on the computer and she received an email.
Seeing this, Austin subconsciously clicked on it, but then he was stunned, "Well, Leon, I don't know why you insist on patrolling alone tonight, but just now a notice was sent from the superior, saying that tomorrow's press conference has been cancelled."
"That's great, Ms. Austin."
After hearing the other party's words, Leon finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly hung up the phone and walked directly to the changing room.
When he came out of the changing room again a few minutes later, Leon had already put on his own black armor again, revealing only a childish but determined face.
"Hey, rookie, where are you going?"
As soon as he walked out of the changing room, the door of Bray's room suddenly opened. Bray poked his head out furtively and asked suspiciously, "Have you finally thought about it? Are you going to go to that kind of place alone? But you shouldn't go to that kind of place alone." As for wearing combat uniforms?"
"No, I'm just, uh, on a mission."
Leon waved his hand, ignored Bray, who was never reliable, and turned around and walked into the elevator.
Then, he took the elevator directly to the garage, selected a motorcycle specially used to perform tasks and matched the armor of the policeman, and drove it to the door.
Just hearing the beeping sound from the railing in front of me, an electronic synthesizer sounded: "Combat armor number 0004, vehicle number #331, captured mission: freedom patrol, mission executor Pedro Leon, permission to go out..."
As he spoke, the railing slowly rose.
At this point, Leon turned the accelerator and rushed out of the BHB police station...
…
It was late at night in a blink of an eye.
Leon was wearing a majestic mechanical armor and standing on the roof of a building.
Here is the western suburbs of Queens, and not far ahead is the nameless black neighborhood, and the bar called Bartlett is also among them.
This black neighborhood also has an unrecognized name—Martin Luther King Boulevard.
Martin Luther King, a black civil rights leader, once delivered the famous speech "I Have a Dream." After leading the American civil rights movement, he was regarded as a leader by black people across the United States. Many black communities petitioned to turn over the main roads in their communities. Named Martin Luther King Boulevard.
Later, Martin Luther King Boulevard became a social phenomenon in Europe and the United States.
Although it cannot be said that all communities where black people gather, most of them are inseparable from violence, pornography, gangs, and crime, and the same is true here. Even late at night, you can still occasionally see people coming and going.
In this kind of community, unless you are a local or a gangster, even the police dare not go too deep. From morning to night, half of the time here is a restricted area of the law, a hotbed for crime...
Looking at the situation on both sides of the road, Leon couldn't help but think of a well-known joke in North America: a white man called and asked his black friend, saying that he was lost on Martin Luther King Boulevard. What should he do
The black friend replied without hesitation - run away.
Shaking his head, Leon dismissed these thoughts from his mind. If he had been in the past, he would not have come to this kind of place because it was too dangerous. But now that he has become a famous bionic warrior, there is no need to Afraid of these.
As he said that, he looked at his watch and saw that the time had arrived. Then he turned back downstairs with a sense of mission and got on his motorcycle in a remote location.
Then the motorcycle started and drove him towards Martin Luther King Boulevard...