I’m A Detective In The American Movie World

Chapter 135: Bart

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Hearing Xie Lun's words, Chen Meimei wondered: "If they want to convey information to you, why did they release that video?" "I don't know, and I don't care." Xie Lun smiled calmly, "Don't be fooled by the smoke bomb. We have to jump out of the chessboard and become chess players instead of chess pieces. The twins, Vigo, etc., they are important to us or not, what their condition is, it is not important to us at all." Chen Meimei still looked puzzled. : "But why did they do this?" "They must have their purpose, but if they are pursued, they will lead them away." Xie Lun took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling, "Instead of racking his brains, It's better to wait for the opponent to take the initiative. From the moment Vigo called me, it shows that they have requests from me, and we have the upper hand." Chen Meimei slapped her face: "Returning to customers, turning passivity into initiative, what a deep calculation." "It's just a little trick of those old guys who play politics," Xie Lun sneered, "Don't forget, I have two old foxes in my family, and I have been fighting with them since childhood." Having said that, he touched his phone with some guilt. Yes, he did often compete with James and Hollis in battles of wits and courage, but basically he lost more than he lost, and to be precise, he never really won. These hateful adults, in the end, relied on their seniority to make a fool of themselves. "Bing" It was a coincidence that Xie Lun's cell phone rang at this moment. Xie Lun subconsciously shuddered, and the sports car suddenly began to drift in an S-shape on the road. The cars behind him honked their horns in anger. Those who were so angry would just drop the car window and yell. Xie Lun stabilized the car and slowly parked the car on the side of the road. He took out his mobile phone and took a look. He raised his eyebrows and answered the call in a deep voice: "Hey, I'm Xie Lun. What do you mean when a person disappears out of thin air?" Half an hour later, Sherron rushed to the hospital where Bart's short, fat man was being held. At this time, the hospital was surrounded by SWAT teams with loaded weapons, and a detective quickly led Xie Lun to the special custody area of the hospital. "45 minutes ago, when the nurse was changing the medicine bottle, she realized that there was no one on the hospital bed. But two hours ago, the prisoner was still lying on the hospital bed in a coma." Looking at the empty hospital bed, the detective Explaining to Xie Lun, "There are always two police officers guarding the door, and the door and window vents are also inlaid with iron bars, and there are no signs of damage." "Judging from the surveillance video, the police officers on duty did not leave their posts without authorization. No one came in or out during this period. Judging from the on-site inspection, the handcuffs were still on the bedside and the blanket was spread flat on the bed. But after lifting the blanket, we discovered this." A bright red strange pattern. Xie Lun squinted his eyes, put on his gloves, and came to the hospital bed to take a closer look. He nodded and said, "This case is under the control of our Sixth Group. You can withdraw." The detective was obviously relieved: "Then we need "Leave a team of special police as support?" "Let Luke's team stay." With the command "Understood", except for Luke's team, the other NIA agents evacuated the hospital. Tina walked in, leaned her nose up, smelled the pattern, and couldn't help but swallow her saliva: "It's human blood, and the soul is dirty and ugly, but it's also chewy." "Are you just paying attention to eating?" Xie Lun took out a piece of paper and handed it to Tina, "Don't you think this pattern is very similar to the engravings we found in the school?" Tina shrugged: "I have already seen it, although the strokes are different. There are some differences, but overall they are holding candles, so we can be sure that they are from the same witch." Xie Lun spread his hands: "But the key point is that the person lying here is a short and ugly fat white man." "The witch's servants can use some of the witch's power." Tina frowned, "So the situation may be that the prisoner finds himself trapped here and has no choice but to ask his master for help, or the witch finds that her servant is in trouble and uses magic to kill him. Teleported away." "Transform into a living person." Xie Lun frowned and said: "This kind of spell should be difficult." "Theoretically speaking, it does require a lot of magic power." Tina curled her lips: "But according to me Based on experience, the longer a witch lives, the stronger the magic power will be, and the easier it will be to cast this kind of spell." Sherron said thoughtfully: "Then it can at least explain one thing, this dead fat man named Bart, for that... It should be more important for the witch, otherwise it would not have consumed a lot of magic power to save him." Tina nodded: "That should be the case." "But when we were in the fighting ring, I didn't see anything special about that guy." Xie Lun was startled and frowned, "Donny" he immediately picked up his phone: "Willy, I need to issue a wanted order for Bart and Donny immediately and launch a city-wide manhunt." Willy said in a deep voice: "When I knew the prisoner was missing, I had already issued a wanted order. Don't worry, Xie Lun, as long as the prisoner is still in New York, he can't escape." Xie Lun frowned and said, "But what if he escapes from New York?" Willy He sneered and said: "I have deployed police forces at all the entrances and exits into New York, waiting for them to fall into the trap." "The prisoner is probably not an ordinary person. When you find the target, you must not act rashly and notify me as soon as possible." Xie Lun put away his mobile phone and said to Tina: "Put the sheets away, let's go to school." At the same time, in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs. Bart was wrapping a bandage on his left hand, and saw that he had lost three fingers on his left hand, leaving only his index finger and thumb. In front of him, stood two tall, muscular and round-waisted men. "Mayed, Ihsan" Bart looked at his bandaged left hand and said coldly, "During my coma, did you find the whereabouts of Downey?" The two strong men looked at each other. The shorter man among them said cautiously: "Boss, we are looking for him, but that boy Downey has gone somewhere, and we can't find him no matter how hard we look." The taller man next to him nodded and agreed: " Boss, I see there's a wanted order for you, so let's just ignore Donnie and escape from New York first." "Escape" Bart shook his left hand and said with a sinister smile, "How do you think you can escape from the master's grasp? "Looking at Bart's miserable left hand, the two men did not dare to speak at the same time. "The master is still very kind. He only needed me to sacrifice three fingers before he rescued me. But the master is also very strict. If Donnie can't be found again, then next time I will need to sacrifice more than just It's as simple as a finger." Bart stood up, walked to his two subordinates, reached out and patted their cheeks: "Remember, my life was given by the master, and yours is mine. Give it. If I can't survive, I will definitely kill you two idiots first." The two men, who looked as strong as calves, started to tremble slightly. The taller one, Mayed, even spoke with a cry: "But boss, we really don't know where to find Downey. That bastard got into some dog hole without even showing his head." "Don't worry, the master has given us a clue." Bart said with a grin, "Wisteria Orchid School, he is nearby."