Chapter 20 Chapter Nineteen

It's fucking bad, it's just bad! Sent a warning letter, because of suspected fraud, they canceled one of my accounts, and the bank account I bought can no longer be used-this means that the police have discovered my secrets on ebay, pretending to be an ebay buyer. One move can no longer be used. But that's not the worst. Worst of all, prey number three got attacked by some sleazy moron, hell, I knew it was going to be bad when I saw that guy follow her into the alley, but there was nothing the fuck I could do but Watching that idiot who thinks with his lower body sabotage my plans.No, of course I couldn't run up to stop him and take his place, luckily I didn't, Three was stronger than I thought; and of course I couldn't call the police.I can't do anything that could implicate me until the plan is in motion.

In this way, No. 3 will definitely increase her vigilance, and any usual tricks to approach the prey will not work. She may even ask the police for protection. There is nothing worse than this! Calm down, calm down, three years ago in Philadelphia the situation was more difficult, more dangerous than this, and you finally figured out how to handle it perfectly.Calm down and think carefully, you will be able to reverse the disadvantage. McCarthy picked up the phone, and there was a growling voice mixed with coughing: "Fuck, you bastard! Cough cough... You fucking almost killed me! Why didn't you tell me that she knows kung fu? Cough cough... I have done you a disservice!"

"I told you she was a bit dangerous." "A bit dangerous? You call that 'a little bit dangerous'? She's a fucking female version of Bruce Lee, ahem... My collarbone, first and second ribs are all cracked, if I were any shorter, Cough... just a little bit, if you get that kick in the neck, buddy, you have to go to the morgue to find me!" "How could I know that she is so powerful? Her information only says a karate brown belt. I just let you scare her, not for real." "You fucking don't come here, cough... how can you scare that kind of woman if you don't play for real? I will always do the coolies, and the good things will never happen to me. Tell me, since you joined the robbery team, How many times have I helped you? Cough... Is this how you fucking treat the brothers you grew up with?"

"Okay, sorry, I was wrong, are you sure no one saw you?" "Don't worry, detective, this matter will never be implicated in your head. When did I screw up? My chest hurts like hell when I move it. The doctor said I must lie in bed for at least two weeks. Listen Well, I can't come tonight, Gisele will come instead, the girl you saw at my place last time, give her the money. Hey, listen, you'll pay me an extra $500 this time, I won't Like you have health insurance." "Understood, listen, Big Z, I checked the report records, and the woman did not report the crime formally, so you can lie in bed to heal your injuries without worrying that the door of your house will be kicked by the police one night On. See you later, man."

"See you later, you crafty bastard." At the end of this conversation, McCarthy finally let go of half of his hanging heart.His plan of finding someone to pretend to "attack" Hamada Hezi seems to be in no danger of going through the gang, but Hamada Hezi did not call the police to seek protection as he expected.She had not formally reported the crime, so McCarthy had no reason to link the "attack" to serial murders and send the police to protect her.But it may be too late to use this trick until now. The detective called Jason. He was still tracking down the bank account theft, and called Frank to help him. Right now they are busy dealing with the guys from the intelligence and resources team, hoping to Follow up some clues from this thread.To investigate those anonymous online transactions is simply to find a needle in a haystack. Even if something can be found, it may be too late. It is less than a day before the killer kills next time.

But even sitting in an office like him, nothing would happen.McCarthy idly scrolled through Facebook with his mouse.The only thing he can do now is to follow the "quasi-victim" Hamada Kako.But thinking about what happened to "Big Z", he dismissed this idea.The thought of "Big Z" made McCarthy feel a little guilty, but visiting a suspected rapist before it was all over was the stupidest thing possible. "Big Z", whose real name is Nick Meyer, has been an expert in street fighting since he was a child.McCarthy thought back to his childhood, and when it came to his ability to adapt to that run-down and dangerous neighborhood, he, a white Irish boy, was incomparable to those black and Mexican boys, and he was bullied a lot in his teenage years.But it was because of the existence of "Big Z" that McCarthy was able to survive those hellish days. He was very strong, and he was the only one among the white boys who dared to fight with his life. He was almost the patron saint of all the white boys in the area.But then things changed. McCarthy was admitted to university by hard work and a little cleverness, while "Big Z" high school dropped out of school because he was arrested for stealing cars and selling marijuana.Since then, the fate of the two has drawn two lines that do not intersect each other, and they did not meet again until five years ago in a joint anti-pornography and anti-drug operation.At that time, "Big Z" was a thug in a local strip club. His side job was pimping and occasionally helping people bring cocaine and methamphetamine.He was pouring ounces of cocaine into a ditch when McCarthy caught him.Then, just like in the movie, the two point guns at each other until they recognize each other's faces from behind the guns.In fact, it was "Big Z" who recognized McCarthy first.When Ian, who was working in the anti-pornography team, was hesitating whether to arrest his childhood friend, "Big Z" had already put away his gun, turned around and disappeared into the darkness of the alley.After that, "Big Z" became McCarthy's most important informant, and McCarthy also rose all the way because of some "exclusive information". In less than two years, he was promoted to the position of second-level police detective and entered the Pittsburgh Police Department The most important crime-fighting unit of all time, the Robbery-Homicide Squad.Nine out of ten chiefs of the Pittsburgh Police Department were promoted from the homicide squad.However, in the talented robbery team, his life was not so easy. It wasn't until a year ago that he seized the opportunity of the "Professor" Kilgore Trout's case to rise to the top position in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, McCarthy's mood improved again. As long as the case is solved, not to mention the detective, the deputy director, director, and even the position of director of the FBI can be easily obtained.He had never felt so close to success.