Ingret showed off his ID and entered the cordon with Fang Han. Fang Han looked around. The ground was covered with blood, and a tragic aura was still lingering around.

"Are there any bodyguard casualties?" Fang Han asked.

Ingret shook his head: "They are all wearing bulletproof vests, and they are injured on their limbs, so there is no big problem."

"Moton is not wearing a bulletproof vest?"

"No."

“It’s so bold.”

"He wants to be handsome but not warm. He thinks wearing a bulletproof vest is too affecting his image." Ingret shook his head and laughed: "I should be honest after this time."

Fang Han said: "Is there a bullet?"

"It should be." Ingret said: "I'll go find it."

Fang Han nodded, still looking around, observing the terrain, and imagining what was going on at that time so as to determine how many people were.

Logically speaking, their escorts are very tight and there will be no such mistakes. Since several American presidents were assassinated, government agencies have attached great importance to and proficient in escorts. It is difficult for non-professionals to break through the escort network.

There were no casualties this time, so we could only find them through evidence. If there were no evidence, there was really no way to find the murderer quickly.

He frowned suddenly, looked at the building diagonally opposite, glanced at it and moved away quickly, and then continued to wander. Ingret brought a bag of evidence and came over: "This is a shell."

Fang Han said: "There are people on the roof of the building at 10 o'clock. Send someone to see it. Be careful not to disturb him. He is staring at this side."

Ingret's face darkened: "What a courage!"

She felt that this was a provocation, unscrupulous one, and ignored the police and the f-pants, nodded slowly, then took out her cell phone and gave a few instructions.

She asked her subordinates to drive away and then encircled them from elsewhere.

"Are we going to hunt down immediately?" Ingret asked.

Fang Han touched the bullet in the evidence bag, nodded slowly and said, "They didn't go far, go over and take a look, don't call anyone first."

The two entered the car, Fang Han was in the co-pilot and Ingret drove, and they stopped in front of a bar.

Fang Han looked at the "Black Hawk Bar". The neon sign outside was extinguished. It was obviously not open yet and it was only open at night.

Fang Han pointed: "They are here."

"Let's break in, or call someone?" Ingret asked.

Fang Han said: "I'll do it, these guys are too dangerous!"

He slowly came to the door, pressed it gently, and the door was pulled open. Fang Han quickly got in, and Ingret followed closely, holding a gun in both hands.

Fang Han strode in and walked straight through the first floor to the second floor. Two burly and majestic men stood at the stairs, staring at Fang Han with his eyes, but he didn't realize what he was doing.

Fang Han waved his hand naturally, as if he was saying hello and continued to walk up. The two big men reacted and hurriedly reached out to pull out their guns.

Fang Han accelerated sharply and stepped in front of the two of them. When they touched the gun, Fang Han's hand had already pressed on their chests.

The two of them stared at him in surprise, slid down softly. Fang Han reached out and gently held it and then put it aside.

Ingret didn't look here, and bright eyes glanced left and right to prevent anyone from suddenly attacking. Although she knew Fang Han heard about all directions and looked at the six directions, she still didn't dare to be careless. She was careful not to have any big mistakes, and bullets didn't have any eyes.

Fang Han put down the two of them and then went in, gently pushed open the door of a room, and stepped in, and no sound came out.

Ingret did not follow him and was alert outside. Fang Han quickly came out and pushed open the door of another room. Two "bangs" sounds came from inside.

"Fang Han?" Ingret shouted hurriedly.

Fang Han said: "Come in!"

Ingret came to the house and saw four young men lying on the carpet, filled with the smell of wine and smoke, which smelled badly when mixed together.

"Are you not injured?" Ingret asked hurriedly.

Fang Han shook his head: "It seems that he is from an army and feels very sharp!"

He tried not to make any sound. As soon as he opened the door, two people shot. If he hadn't had his body movements, he might have been shot.

They probably didn't hear anything outside, because they didn't make any sound, but were able to be alert in time, which must be due to their keen intuition.

They can have this keen intuition, although they are frightened and are always in a tense mood, so they are particularly keen, but most people are not so sensitive.

"If it's a soldier, it's going to be troublesome!" Ingret said.

It would be fine if it was a normal revenge. If it was a terrorist attack, it would be a big problem. Everyone in high-ranking officials would be in danger and dare not show up.

So far, terrorist attacks have not been specifically targeted at senior government officials. Most of them are facing civilians. They have set a precedent. What’s more important is that they almost succeeded, which will greatly encourage others, as if telling the world that senior American government officials are paper tigers, and assassinations against them will rise wildly.

Fang Han said: "Call the person now!"

Ingret got up and called. Ten minutes later, three f-boy cars came over and took the ten people away.

Fang Han clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I should quit, and I still have camping."

"You want to go back?" Ingret said angrily: "Is this important or is it important to camp?"

Fang Han said: "For me, camping is important."

ps: I have no choice but to say that there is another power outage. I am now in my hometown in the countryside, and there is a problem with the line. I have been outages for the past three days. It seems that I have been repairing today. I will only repair it for one day. I hope there will be no power outage tomorrow.
Chapter completed!