The partner snorted angrily, lay down slightly, took another puff of cigarette, then raised his right hand and looked at the dark red cigarette butt between his fingers: "Unlucky, if you get shot directly, you don't have to wait for lung cancer, the wife and son are someone else …”
Whoosh!
A swirling black shadow suddenly came in through the gap of a few centimeters on the car window, cut through the butt of the cigarette he held up, and shot into the tissue box on the center console with a snap.
The two FBI agents lowered their bodies almost at the same time, but their eyes were trying to scan around.
The expected follow-up attack did not happen, and the surrounding area was silent.
The two shrank their bodies and looked at each other.
Or the driver stretched out his hand, took the tissue box that flew to the driver's side with his fingers, and pulled out half a handful of... darts that were exposed outside
The two looked at the strangely shaped dart for a moment, and suddenly their expressions changed, and they whispered together: "Batman?"
The dart in the driver's hand was completely black. The sharply curved edges on both sides resembled the wings of a bat, and the handshake position in the middle was slightly raised. The overall look was a slightly exaggerated bat shape.
After shouting, the driver brought the dart closer to his eyes and looked at it.
The surveillance lights in the car cannot be turned on, so he can only look at the dart in the dim light from outside.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and he tore off a small piece of paper from the flat side of the dart.
He quickly took out the small flashlight, lowered the note between his legs, and turned on the flashlight to look at it.
The partner has already asked in a low voice: "What is it?"
Driver: "An address, just three blocks away."
Partner: "What does that mean?"
The driver pondered for a moment: "Let's report to the boss first, if it doesn't work, we can go there by ourselves."
After a while, the driver hung up the phone helplessly.
The boss ordered them to stand by at the same place, and the backup team went to check that address to prevent the enemy from diverting the tiger away from the mountain.
The two could only continue to stare at the intersection with occasional passing vehicles.
The partner's cigarette was half smoked, and he was shot in half with a dart, and the car window had already been raised.
The dart just now scared him so much that he almost peed his pants, but he thought it would be safe to close the car windows.
As a result, only a few minutes after the car window was closed, a black figure swirled in the darkness and flew towards them again, piercing the hood in front of the two of them with an audible sound.
The two of them gave a fuxk sound in fright, and shrunk down again.
After a while, the two slowly poked their heads out and looked at the thing stuck in the hood.
The second bat dart!
The driver gritted his teeth: "The labor and management only sent the car to be repainted two days ago! Damn it..."
Having said that, he held back.
He still has a lot of admiration for Batman.
The two looked at each other, covered each other and got out of the car. The driver took another note from the Batarang with ease, and immediately shone it with the small flashlight.
Another address, only farther away, five blocks away.
A bad premonition flashed through the two of them, and they called their boss again.
This time the boss was silent for a moment before saying: "Okay, I'll let the nearby team go and have a look, and you stay on standby. This may be a trick to lure you away. Maybe this is the direction the gangsters most want to open the gap. Don't main idea."
The two hung up the phone, and the partner swears: "bullshxt! How could Batman help the gangsters to deal with us?"
The driver shook his head, "But it's not necessarily that Batman threw it!" When he said this, he was still looking at the center console.
There were two evidence bags, which contained the two bat darts they had just received.
He suddenly said, "Open your car window by five centimeters."
The partner was surprised: "What's wrong?"
Driver: "Well, I think the smell of your cigarettes has not dissipated just now, it's a bit disgusting."
The partner grumbled in dissatisfaction, but did as he did.
Suddenly, the boss called: "Are you still where you are?"
"Yes." The driver replied.
Boss: "Without my order, try not to move, and notify me immediately if there is any situation."
The phone hung up, and the partner was puzzled: "What the hell is this? Why are we here..."
Whoosh!
A black shadow whirled and flew in through the gap in the car window on his side.
But this time, someone gained experience and controlled his strength much better. After the black shadow flew in, its momentum was greatly reduced, and it lightly bumped into the center console and fell onto the two batarangs.
The third bat dart appeared!
This time the driver had already skillfully removed the small note with his gloved hand, dialed the phone and passed the address to his boss.
He vaguely understood that tonight he and his partner were just messengers, middlemen in charge of delivering Batman's information to the boss.
The boss's voice was already excited this time, and he didn't have time to say anything more: "Very well, you continue to wait for the news."
Under the excitement, the boss has actually leaked a little truth that the address on these small notes was indeed for him.
After hanging up the phone, my partner suddenly said, "Just now you asked me to open the window and lower my body, just to make it easier for Batman to shoot darts in?"
The driver lay back indifferently: "Otherwise? Should I let him stick a dart on my hood again? Or on the door? Repairing the car is very troublesome, so it will be more convenient for everyone."
The partner was speechless, and could only take out a cigarette silently: "Then I will smoke another one, do you object?"
The driver shrugged: "Whatever, do you want coffee?"
"...you bitch like shit!" The partner cursed angrily: "Bring me a cup of coffee made by your wife."
The driver's expression remained the same: "I'm sorry, I made the coffee myself today, and I was picking my feet at the time, do you want more?"
"Get out!" The partner vomited, and finally retreated.
These two people didn't know that they were the most leisurely two people tonight.
Like their boss, who is already on the phone with a red face at this moment, frantically mobilizing people: "I don't care, I have to drop 20 more people. I have caught more than 50 guys, and there are at least three of them. Yes The most wanted criminals in the bureau, the identity of the rest is still being verified. If you don’t want to let the big fish go, you’d better send me more people... "
Luke is also very busy here.
In the past few days, the drones he has deployed around here for regular patrols, as well as the surveillance heads on top of a large number of high-rise buildings, combined with the information he obtained from the gang, allowed him to lock down multiple suspicious locations.
According to the pre-planned route, check one by one, as long as a group of unknown people with guns gathers illegally, it may be the target.
Fuck a gangster who overturned a den, he will come back and send a dart to send a letter once, and let professionals come to clean the ground.
After this series of cleanings, out of the sixteen locations, five belonged to friendly forces, including but not limited to the FBI, DEA, CIA, and the Homeland Security Affairs Bureau.
In the remaining eleven locations, a large number of bandits gathered from all over the world to earn a reward of 100 million dollars. .
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