Chapter 605 (1/2)
It's all over, and it doesn't seem to be over.
The abandoned yard has been surrounded by a cordon. The forensics, detectives, the director, the sheriff, and charltz have already investigated the scene. They are gathering to exchange views. Two stretchers covered in white cloth are sent to the ambulance respectively. The injured FBI agent accompanied the captain's body into the same car. Two black agents are outside to help close the door.
”Don't be too guilty, Vic. It's not your fault.” With his helmet in one hand and Vic's shoulder in the other, the Swat captain comforted his colleague who had a close relationship with him.
”What do I feel guilty about?”
Of course, Vic is not guilty. He is distracted, trying to figure out the eyes that the director's group looks at him from time to time, while paying attention to the actions of three FBI agents. His ears are still listening to Sean, who is taking notes not far away.
Maybe the appearance of being in a daze gave the special police captain the illusion, ”don't hold on Vick, I know your temper. You must be thinking that if you enter there one minute earlier, you can save the life of an FBI...” He said.
”The FBI is none of my business.” Vick returned.
”I went in there with Vic and what? What did you just ask? Oh, I'm behind Vic. How far is it? Er, five meters or seven meters I'm sorry, I'm a little confused now, I can't remember clearly... ”
Sean is so hesitant that they have already colluded with each other in ”lines”, this guy! Vic lowered his head and twisted his eyebrows.
”It's OK. I understand.” The policewoman who made the record was not suspicious. Fortunately, she took a blanket and put it on Sean's shoulder, and asked her partner to get a cup of steaming coffee, ”would you like to have a rest first?”
”OK.”
Sean sat limply at the end of the police pickup's tug, pecked at the hot coffee, and took the opportunity to peek at Vic with his guilty eyes.
This idiot! At this time, we can't lose the chain. Vic didn't respond because he saw two black FBI agents taking off the ambulance and walked to Sean with a dignified face.
”May I continue?” Asked the policewoman.
”Yes, yes.” Sean nodded.
”What did you see the first time you came in after Vic?”
”Well, I saw a suit agent lying nearby, Sinaloa leaning against the front corner.”
”They don't have vital signs, do they?”
”No, oh, no, after Vic and I checked it out, we didn't have it. We found it didn't. For the first time, we can't be sure... ”
”I see. You're in charge of the inspection...”
”Sinaloa.”
”According to standard procedures?”
”Yes, the neck artery, then the chest wound...”
”But you didn't deal with his weapon first?”
”Well, I didn't find out. The light was not good and the day was not bright yet Sorry. ”
”When did you find Sinaloa's second gun?”
”What?”
”The second gun, the second gun the suspect left at the scene.”
”Yes, it was discovered later. After we called for support.”
“OK。”
At this point, an FBI agent said, ”don't you isolate people by taking statements?” He spoke to Victor Nunu.
”Er.” The policewoman looked up and saw Vic. ”Stay away from us, Vic.” She said jokingly.
”Yes, officer. Hey, hey... ”
Vick grinned and pulled on his belt. Just as he was about to turn around and leave with the Swat captain, he saw that the two FBI agents had come up to Sean, as if to ask a question, ”Hey! I said... ” He did not suppress the tension in his heart, choose to take the initiative to challenge each other, ”now who screwed up?”
The two FBI agents turned their heads and looked at him in a flash. Their eyes were mixed with surprise, embarrassment and anger. Everyone was stunned and the air seemed to be frozen for several seconds.
”I'm sure, you're still the bastard Vic.” The captain make complaints about his ear.
“YouM-fxxk！”
The agent who had teased him before was so angry that he threw his fist and was separated by the tall SWAT captain, ”Hey! Calm down! No one wants to see this happen, OK? ”