Ember Gun

  Chapter 6 Dear Winchester

  Eve felt that he was caught in the rhythm of this man, and put the iron cabinet on the iron frame. He tried the pulley, and it was smooth.

"what are you up to?"

   "Get out."

  Tear off the white coat hanging in the corner, Lorenzo used it to fix the two together.

"We can’t get out if we run directly. The fire will ignite your clothes first, and the temperature will melt your eyes. Then, in your panicked breath, Baidu’s air rushes into your respiratory tract and then your lungs. Think about it. If you want to be a police detective, it feels no different from Sheng Tan Huo Tan."

  Lorenzo described the penetrating method of death, and then moved the assembled iron cart to the wall.

   "So we need this thing, like skateboarding all the way out, I remember the route is a straight line."

   pointed to the inside of the gloomy iron cabinet, and Lorenzo waved his hand.

  "Lady first."

  Eve was a little confused.

  "You want me to get in here with you?"

  She began to pray that everything today would not be known to her family. Being in the same room with an unfamiliar male... even though it is a morgue, it has already made her father crazy, let alone such a big... iron cabinet.

   "We need a certain amount of inertia to rush out, otherwise we will stop in the sea of ​​fire halfway through, like two roast pigs, you know what I mean?"

   Compared to what Eve thought, Lorenzo cared more about his life.

  ...

  First, the steam pipe exploded, and then there was a big fire. The fire spread in the morgue. It seemed that no one was injured, but it also made Pres worry about it.

  But in this, he was looking for Eve's location. This newcomer has disappeared since just now. He is obviously passionate about cases and other matters, but he is not there now.

  Pres thought that this was what Eve really looked like. He had pretended it before, but another thought came up in his heart... Maybe she was at the center of the event? Such as in the morgue.

  This hapless kid!

Pres panicked, but at this moment the steel chariot rushed out of the burning passage. Lorenzo rushed out before stopping, and then the hot chariot took the Iraqi inside. Fu hit the wall.

  Fortunately, Lorenzo wears thick clothes. Lorenzo just has a lot more people, but he has no time to slow down. His eyes are swept back and forth in the crowd, as if looking for something.

In order to cover up Wall’s body, he would not hesitate to set fire in the hospital. You must know that this is the place where Su Yalan Hall takes care of it. Obviously the other party is very persistent in this matter. Then he cannot leave after setting the fire. He wants to make sure that no one can leave alive. .

  The man was in a corner, quietly waiting for the fire to go out.

  What are you going to do now?

  Lorenzo put his hand into his pocket. There is a gap in his pocket, which can be directly stretched under his clothes. In the eyes of others, he is inserting his pocket. In fact, his hand has already pulled the trigger.

  Now that there are survivors in the fire, what should you do?

  Gray-blue eyes reflected everyone's look. Lorenzo looked at everyone. They had never learned to perform, and there would always be flaws.

  So what would you do? Just leave or kill me?

  No one would have thought that the death of a sailor would be related to the sudden fire in the hospital. After all, the difference in value between the two was too great.

It took a lot of energy for Pres to get Eve out of the iron cabinet. The girl looked embarrassed, but she was excited. It seemed that she didn't realize that she would be with Luo in a while. Renzo became teppanyaki in the fire together.

  She finally felt the joy of being in her dream career, the urgent and true feeling.

   Pulled away the hair blocking the line of sight, not caring about the image, she wiped her face with her cuffs, and then stood up hard.

  The scene is chaotic. This is a hospital. Although the fire shows no signs of continuing to spread, it is enough to panic everyone.

  Lorenzo stared at it all.

  The crowd will move slowly, and they will leave after seeing the fire. Of course, there will be some people who like to watch the excitement stay in place.

doctor?

  There are not many white coats in the crowd. Most of them passed by and returned to their posts after a glance. The rest of the nurses were also working hard to collect water and control the fire.

patient?

  Most of the onlookers were family members, but only onlookers, they exclaimed and then prayed.

  Lorenzo shook his head vigorously.

   is wrong, my thinking is wrong.

  The person needs a safe place, retreat can mix in the crowd to leave, and enter can observe if there are survivors. He used a lot of oil for his arson, and neither the patient nor the doctor could bring such a large barrel of oil into it without attracting attention.

  The puzzle was shattered into countless pieces, and Lorenzo picked them up and filled them one by one. The broken mirrors were spliced ​​together little by little, revealing the final appearance.

  Lorenzo's hand squeezed the trigger under the windbreaker, and he found the man, the man who was destined to be no one noticed.

  A cleaning staff pushes a cart full of oil. He dumps the oil on the ground, then picks up the mop and pretends, lighting everything when no one is near.

  Yes, no one will notice a cleaner, let alone investigate his dirty bucket.

  Identity has been determined, so the location is also easy to judge.

   is at the corner in front of Lorenzo, as long as he shows his head, he can see here, step back and he can rush into the hall and enter the crowd.

   "Thank you for giving me a favor!"

  Lorenzo suppressed the excitement in his veins. He approached that position. Seeing Lorenzo leaving, Eve immediately shouted at Pres.

  "This person has a problem, don't let him go!"

   After listening, Pres directly took out the pistol, and then shouted.

   "Sir, please cooperate!"

  Although it is not clear what the problem Eve is talking about, obviously the strange feeling on Lorenzo makes him suspicious, as if he had seen Lorenzo where he was.

  Troublesome people!

  Lorenzo cursed secretly in his heart, and then strode forward into the crowd in the next second. He knew very well what the marksmanship of this group of police officers was, and they dared not shoot when they were in the crowd.

  As Lorenzo's running crowd suddenly became a commotion, everyone was terrified of this man who had escaped from the sea of ​​fire, but looked strange and excited. They couldn't help but step back and open a way for him.

The man was still panicked. Seeing Lorenzo approaching a cleaning staff quickly, he couldn’t help feeling flustered and chose to step back. As long as he stepped into the corner and started running madly, Lorenzo couldn’t catch him. There is a large crowd and guards coming, and Lorenzo will not have any chance again.

  The seventh article in the "Lorenzo Holmes Detective Code" is needed at this moment. Lorenzo has always felt that his book should be included in the textbook.

  What if the suspect runs away? Shoot and break his leg before he gets out of sight!

   Winchester violently raised under the windbreaker, Lorenzo's hand has been supporting the trigger, he is the tight string, ready to attack.

  No one would have thought that this man would hide a shotgun under his windbreaker. The deafening roar made everyone's eardrums aching, the dust was flying and the gravel was splashing all over, and the running figure staggered down before it even started.

  This is Winchester’s effective shooting distance. The projectile directly penetrated and shattered his calf, and a smear of blood appeared directly on the ground. Before he had time to scream, he could only continue crawling on the ground with sobs.

Lorenzo wouldn't let him escape so easily. He squeezed the trigger guard, and Winchester gracefully rotated in the air. As a lever-type shotgun, it spit out the hot shell, and then there was a sound. The loading was completed in the intoxicating crisp sound.

  I really love this gun.

  The grip of this shotgun is a short handle. Only in this way can its length be just right to hide under Lorenzo's windbreaker. Of course, a deeper point must be beyond the imagination of other people in this world.

   "Don't run away my friend!"

  Lorenzo strode away, but at this moment a intensive gunfire sounded.

The shot came from outside. From the point of view of the cleaning staff, you can see the situation in the hall, so the people in the hall can also see him. He did not act alone. Now the mission has failed. His accomplices decided to sacrifice him to conceal him. all of these.

  The bullet pierced his head, and he died in a stalemate while crawling on the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground.

  This is not the end. The denser bomb rain suppressed Lorenzo and prevented him from approaching the hall.

  To be honest, Lorenzo became more and more curious about what the Silverfish was carrying, and what kind of weirdness was loaded in that mysterious iron box.

  Take a deep breath, presumably this is not a group of well-trained soldiers, it should be just a group of thugs who take money for their lives, so their IQ will not come to fire alternately, so there will always be a moment of interruption in this seamless barrage.

  As Lorenzo thought, there was a gap in the excitement of the bullet under the background sound of the mourning of the crowd.

  This is a fatal mistake. The most important lesson of any army is to teach them to fire alternately, some fire, some change bombs, alternate firing, which constitutes a continuous fire suppression.

  In this precious gap, the great detective jumped out.

  Winchester makes a thunderous sound, and the aftertaste of black powder lingers on the tip of the nose, which is more fascinating than hallucinogens.

  The dense projectiles directly smashed a person's chest, splashing a curtain of blood on the back, and then the figure was impacted and exited.

  I thought there would be a certain counterattack, but there was nothing.

  They are not changing bombs but evacuating.

This is Lorenzo's negligence. When the fire broke out, the reinforcements from the Suaran Hall were already on the road. At the speed of the group of mounted police, they would definitely arrive here within ten minutes. They didn't want to fight, wait for the mounted police Arriving at the scene is beyond their control.

  The horses neighed outside the hall, and then went away amidst the rush of hoofs.

  Lorenzo slowed down, slammed into the crowd, stepped on the corpse on the ground and chased him out, more gunshots greeted him, but fortunately, it was only intimidating Lorenzo without aiming at all.

  But at this moment, what this group of people should do has been done. Lorenzo couldn't catch up with them at all. He could only witness them galloping on horseback. Lorenzo was just an ordinary person, and he couldn't catch up with this group of **** guys.

  At this moment of inability to do anything, the loud whistle sounded, like the help of heaven, it galloped in not far from Lorenzo's line of sight, and the signal lights all the way turned red to make way for it.

  The iron snake swallowed white misty steam, and roared along the railroad tracks underneath.

  (End of this chapter)