Chapter 24 Chapter Twenty-Three

Ian McCarthy stood up, looked around the room, and finally set his sights on Heko Hamada.The Japanese woman looked at him in shock, and through the two blackened bullet holes on the dark red sweater, she could see the gray bulletproof vest lining it.McCarthy raised a finger to signal the woman to keep quiet, and then beckoned to her. The woman obediently followed behind him, carefully moving from the living room to the kitchen, then the bathroom, the living room, and after checking the first floor, the two again Walked up the stairs one after the other. McCarthy took Hamada Kako to search the house from top to bottom—no accomplices, no children hiding in the corner of the closet, no dead bodies frozen in the freezer, no trace of the second person.In the mezzanine of the first-floor living room closet, he found what he was looking for—as many as ten cans of chlorine bleach of various brands, oversized syringes, three Tyvek suits, four pairs of oversized Gum shoes, old sneakers, body bag, double-strand nylon rope, rollers for cleaning up marks, a pack of plastic medical gloves, luminol spray for checking for liquid evidence left at the scene, and a quarter-and-a-half-cent can Coins... neatly filled the entire compartment.

Kako Hamada screamed and grabbed McCarthy's arm in horror, but the inspector breathed a sigh of relief and put the gun back in the holster.There is no doubt in his heart that it is this scum who sneaked into the police who committed all these crimes. As for how this young police detective with a security level of only A-9 obtained the CIRIS system authority above A-10, it is obvious that It is impossible to get the answer from the criminal himself, but he has obtained decisive witness and physical evidence, and the rest are just some irrelevant details.He caressed Hezi Hamada's hand, and said softly: "It's okay, Keira, it's over, you're safe. Tell me what happened?"

"This guy came to my office in the afternoon, around three o'clock. He claimed to be a detective from the Pittsburgh Police Department's Robbery and Homicide Unit. He showed me his police badge and ID card. He said he was in charge of a serial rape and murder case. Detective, and I'm going to be the next victim, like you said to me. I told him you came for me, so the bastard told me he worked with you, and he had pictures of you together. Police Badges, documents, and photos, you can’t believe it. He said that the situation is urgent now and that I need special custodial protection, and he will take me to a police safe house for a few days.”

"Why don't you call me to check?" "I wanted to call you, but he told me my cell phone and phone were not safe and might have been tapped, and asked me to hand over my phone, which I did. He said he would call you, and you would Meet us at the safe house later. God! I don't suspect any of his nonsense. Ian, is he really a cop?" McCarthy hesitated for a moment, and replied embarrassingly: "Yes, he is indeed a police detective of the robbery team." "My God! Then he has other accomplices? It wasn't this guy who attacked me the night before, he's not that strong, I'm sure!"

"That attack was probably just a trick to give him an excuse to approach you and eliminate your vigilance. I will continue to investigate this case, don't worry, you will be fine, I promise!" He held Hezi Hamada's hand hand.McCarthy knew in his heart that there would be no more danger, he had overcome fate, he had won.The inspector looked at the pretty face of Hamada Hezi whose tears were still wet, and showed a relieved smile, and he made a promise casually.And the promise of the secret that had haunted him since the "timequake" had happened, had been fulfilled.

Hamada Kako gradually calmed down, and her tone began to become firm: "After arriving here, he attacked me from behind when I was not paying attention, strangled my neck with a rope, and I stepped on his toes violently, and then used my hands to attack me. Hit him in the ribs with an elbow. It works best when someone is strangling your neck from behind. I break free and he's no match for me, so he shoots me. Shit, it hurts, but Thanks to this body armor you gave me, otherwise I would have died here!" The Japanese woman withdrew the hand held by the inspector. The hand that was covered with cold sweat had become warm and dry. The inspector noticed that she was still holding the GLOCK26 in the other hand.

"I pulled out my gun to fight back. He was stunned at that time. That bastard didn't expect that I was not only wearing body armor, but also had a gun. Look, I hid the gun here!" gun holster. "You've been very brave, Kayla!" The Japanese woman smiled: "I guess, I don't need this anymore." She took the holster off her lap and handed it back to McCarthy along with the gun. The inspector wanted to say "keep it", But he suddenly realized that the GLOCK26 was an important evidence for killing the murderer, and Hamada Hezi didn't even have a gun license.He took the gun and holster, and couldn't help laughing at the stupid idea of ​​ingratiating himself for a moment.

"Okay, it's all over, Kayla, let's get out of here." He went to take Hamada Hezi's hand, but felt obvious resistance. "What's the matter, Keira? What happened?" McCarthy looked at the woman who had survived the catastrophe in amazement. She was leaning on the armrest of the sofa, her emotions had calmed down, but she still hesitated to leave here. "Is there anything else you haven't told me, Kayla?" the detective asked tentatively. Hamada Hezi looked at him, and said slowly: "I want to sit for a while, Detective McCarthy, can you sit with me for a while?"

McCarthy sat down on the arm of the other sofa, resting his elbows on his knees, watching Kako Hamada without saying a word. She didn't look at him but looked around, running her fingers through her hair.He didn't rush her.In this situation, impatience would only mess things up, and he had to let the Japanese woman speak first, so all he could do was wait. Finally, the Japanese woman focused her eyes on his face, but McCarthy did not see any joy in her eyes after escaping death. "Getting out of this room..." she said finally, "will mean the end of my life in America."

McCarthy didn't answer, Hamada Hezi continued on his own: "You will call your colleagues, right? This case is such a big one, it is impossible to hide it, my father will know soon, He will send me back to Japan immediately." She paused, adjusted her breath, and said, "Detective McCarthy, I know you have investigated me and know a lot about me. But there are more things, you I don’t know. In fact, I have a fiancé in Japan, the kind of fiancé I’ve never met before, and my family helped me decide. Can you believe it? In this era, there is such a thing..." Hamada Kako began to tell her family's story, which was not found on CIRIS.McCarthy listened quietly, with mixed emotions in his heart.This beautiful, independent, and strong woman had just survived a catastrophe, but was about to be swallowed up by life, but he couldn't help her at all. For a while, he was even a little jealous of her fiancé who was far away in Japan.

Kako Hamada stretched out his hand, and McCarthy held the hand with slender fingers and beautiful knuckles with both hands, and he obviously felt the gravitational force from the opponent's hand, pulling him over. "Hold me, Detective, let's stay a little longer." Kako Hamada put McCarthy's hand on her shoulder, and McCarthy naturally passed his arm over the nape of her neck, stroking her back. "Detective, you may be the last man I hugged in America." Hamada Kako leaned into his ear and whispered. "Ah, there is one more thing to give back to you." The Japanese woman took his other hand, guided it through the hem of the sweater, and placed it on the Velcro of her underarm bulletproof vest. "Take it away," the Japanese woman said.The police detective put his hand there, not knowing what to do. Under the detective's embarrassed gaze, the Japanese woman hugged him, and he could feel her soft breasts under the hard bulletproof vest on his chest. "Take it off," she begged again.McCarthy withdrew his other hand, slid it into the hem of her sweater as well, and undid the Velcro on either side of the bulletproof vest.He pushed up the bulletproof vest together with the sweater, Hamada Kako obediently raised his arms to meet him, the sweater and bulletproof vest that were taken off were thrown aside casually, the two kissed and stuck their tongues into each other's Between the teeth, the warm cotton underwear and woolen skirt also left her body.Now only her black lace underwear is left on her body, and two bruises have begun to emerge from the area where she was shot in the abdomen, but this does not hurt her sexiness in the slightest. "Kayla..." Hamada Kako didn't let McCarthy continue talking, she hugged the inspector again and blocked his mouth with a long kiss. I don't know how long it took, the lips of the two who seemed to be glued together finally separated. "No, not here..." "Why not? Don't worry, since that son of a bitch is planning to kill me here, no one will ever come!" "I'm not worried about that..." "Didn't you have sex next to the corpse?" Kako Hamada half-jokingly said while unbuttoning McCarthy's belt. Yeah, what else is there to worry about?I succeeded, I just dragged this woman out of the abyss of death, I rewrote the fate of both of us, and it couldn't have been better.No amount of celebration is too much.wedding anniversary?Every year there is a wedding anniversary, and this kind of thing will not happen again, let this year's wedding anniversary go to hell... Hamada Kako's lips approached again to calm down all the thoughts in the inspector's mind, and the two rolled down on the bed, and soon became entangled naked. This unexpected intercourse did not last long. The sweetness of the two was suddenly interrupted when it reached its climax. The wooden door outside was kicked open with a "bang", and the blade-like cold wind blew away within seconds. The warm air in the house was torn apart, and with the loud footsteps of leather shoes trampling the floor, the intruder rushed into the house with a gust of cold wind—McCarthy and Hamada Kako didn't even have time to wrap a sheet around themselves, and broke into the house. The assailant had already rushed to the door of the living room. McCarthy stared in shock at the woman who appeared in front of him—Laura was holding a 38-caliber revolver in both hands, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his face. "Laura, no..." Before he could get his words out, Laura had turned the gun and sent three bullets into her bare chest before Kako Hamada could utter a single scream.