"Suspicious target found." Selena reminded.
Luke looked at the surveillance screen, and a Chevrolet SUV parked on the road west of the venue was marked by Selena.
This Chevrolet neither entered nor left the parking lot, but it was a little far from the entrance of the parking lot, and waiting people would not normally be there.
This distance is outside the dangerous range of x bombs in the parking lot.
At the same time, the drone also detected that the car had been modified to prevent heat source detection, and the film on the window was also dark black, making it impossible to see the people inside.
Luke's mind turned, and he ordered: "Immediately call two groups of patrolmen to check the people in the car, and ask our guys to be more vigilant, and be careful not to shoot directly from the people in the car."
It doesn't matter if the Chevrolet runs away, the police like to turn their back on their suspects.
Although doing so is a bit of a waste of time, but in the current crisis, it is better to make a mess than to let go of the clues.
The standard of this concert is extremely high, and the police station has mobilized a lot of police force, so it is not in vain.
Luke waited quietly on the sidelines. In less than two minutes, two patrol cars rushed towards the suspicious Chevrolet on the west road.
He frowned: Selena and Nugget were also in the police car.
"Let the patrolman go over to check it out later, draw your gun by the side of the car to be vigilant, and don't go forward." He instructed Selina.
In this case, it is not wise for the police officers to approach the opposing vehicles collectively. They will stagger their positions and form a surrounding posture, which will put more pressure on the people in the Chevrolet.
The location of the two patrol police cars is also particular.
The two police cars were in front of each other, and the car in front was directly blocked not far in front of the Chevrolet.
The car behind rushed past the Chevrolet, turned suddenly, and circled behind the Chevrolet, forming a front and rear flanking posture.
The police car at the head of the traffic jam was outside the road, about seven or eight meters away from the Chevrolet SUV.
The police car at the end of the traffic jam stopped on the verge of showing up, and the angles of the two cars were staggered in front, back, left, and right.
Two patrol officers got off the police car at the rear of the Chevrolet. They were commanded by Selina, and they didn't step forward. They opened the front door as a cover, and raised their guns.
The weapons in their hands are m4a1, not pistols.
Selena took advantage of the staggered positions of the police car and the Chevrolet, and quickly leaned against the rear of the car, holding a Remington shotgun just picked up from other police officers.
At a distance of more than ten meters, the deterrent effect 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 also did not step forward, and also hid behind the front door with guns.
The co-pilot pulled the external microphone and shouted: "PD, people on the Chevrolet with the license plate xxxxxx listen up, please raise your hands immediately, open the door slowly, get out of the car, and accept the random inspection."
The two people on the Chevrolet looked at each other in astonishment and frowned.
There was only a brief silence, and the middle-aged white man on the co-pilot said, "Get out of the car."
The young white driver looked calm: "Is there any problem?"
The middle-aged man replied indifferently: "Hehe, don't worry, aren't we here to investigate the case!"
The young man stopped talking and got out of the car.
Facing the muzzles of several guns, the expressions of the two were very calm, which made the patrolmen's hearts tighten, and they immediately shouted: "Get down, put your head in your hands, and lie on the ground."
The middle-aged man laughed, 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 Selena involuntarily.
Selena's expression remained the same, her attention remained focused, and the muzzle of the gun in her hand did not intend to move away from the two of them.
She is still a Los Angeles Knee Breaker, isn't she also wearing a PD badge to be on duty now!
But with this episode, the patrolmen finally went up to one person, checked the IDs of the two in turn, and even checked the ID number through the main station, and found no problems.
The patrolman was a little embarrassed, but he still asked, "Hello, Agent Garrett, Agent Ward. Can I ask, what are you doing here?"
The middle-aged man still smiled nonchalantly, and put the police badge wallet back casually: "We are investigating the case, and you understand the specifics of the case, right?"
Of course the patrolman understood.
The local police station doesn't like the fbi intervening in their own case, and of course the fbi doesn't like the local police station's meddling in their case.
If it is not necessary, the details of their respective work will definitely not be explained to each other.
The patrolman walked back and gave Selena a questioning look.
She just nodded slightly, and waited for the police car in front of her to start turning around before she put away the shotgun and sat back in the police car.
Watching the two patrol cars leave, the middle-aged man said with great interest, "Did you notice that female police detective?"
Young man: "The one who keeps pointing the gun at us?"
The middle-aged man opened the car door and sat on it: "This woman is the commander of these policemen, and she is also very vigilant. If she wanted to clean up these policemen just now, she would definitely ask We shoot, so don't act impulsively."
"If I had done it just now, I would have chosen to kill her immediately." The young man said calmly as he closed the car door.
The middle-aged man shrugged: "But that risk would be great, and it's not necessary, right?"
At this time, the text message on the mobile phone sounded, and he took out his mobile phone to look at it, and was taken aback: "Huh?"
Young man: "What's wrong?"
The middle-aged man frowned: "The command to start has been issued, but no running signal has been received over there. Check the monitoring over there in Basel."
The young man operated on the center console, and a screen appeared... pitch black.
"No picture, the monitor on the X bomb is 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 from the parking lot at a slow speed, and then stopped on the opposite side of the road without moving.
Now the van and the Chevrolet are facing each other, and the front windows are just flush.
Although the windows of the two cars were covered with black film, so that the two parties could not see each other, the three people in the two cars were indeed looking at each other.
On the Chevrolet, the faces of the two of them turned black at first, and then turned green again.
The middle-aged man's mind turned quickly for a moment, and he said decisively: "The plan is cancelled, retreat."
The young man also put into gear immediately, but he still waited for more than ten seconds before driving the car on the road. In the way of normal driving, he gradually accelerated and moved away from the Ford van.
Seeing in the rearview mirror that the van did not continue to move, both of them involuntarily exhaled.
Others don't know what's in that Ford van, but they know it.
The X bomb on the van was made by a young man himself, and then delivered to a certain organization by a middle-aged man.
The text message the middle-aged man received just now was another person in charge of starting the X bomb notifying them that the timing start command for the X bomb had been issued.