MTL NOVEL Chapter 757: 320
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But he never expected that there would be an assassin in that room, who ended up killing a policeman.
Who hired these assassins?
And what on earth is their background?
In Lin Mo's heart, the police had always been a sacred profession. No matter who it was, anyone who dared to murder a policeman must pay a heavy price!
Lin Mo tightly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white from the pressure. He secretly made up his mind that he must find these assassins and personally make them pay for their crimes.
"Captain!"
"Kai!"
When they saw the tragic state of their team leader, Li Kai, each of the detectives was filled with anger and grief, their eyes tearing up.
David leaned against the tree trunk, clenching his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. Just now, Li Kai was still caring for him, but in the blink of an eye, his dear friend was lying on the ground, becoming a cold corpse. Such a drastic change was unbearable for David, making it hard for him to accept.
At this moment, static noise came from the speakers installed outside the old building, followed by a cold and familiar voice:
"Although you were all lured here by me, you ten assassins have crossed my bottom line. I will definitely find out your identities, uncover the organization behind you, and make you face my judgement. Remember, I am the Dark Law Enforcer!"
Hearing these words from the Dark Law Enforcer, everyone suddenly realized that all of this was a carefully orchestrated trap by the Dark Law Enforcer!
"Streamer, you're amazing, managing to manipulate all three forces into your control!"
"Amazing? Don't joke, you upstairs! He indirectly caused the death of a policeman!"
"Exactly, if the streamer hadn't lured them there, that policeman wouldn't have died! Hmph! Claiming to be a messenger of justice, but now just turned out to be a murderer!"
"Easy to talk when standing. If you say the streamer hasn't fought for justice, why don't you try it! Besides, the streamer is not omniscient, how could he know the assassins would bring a Barrett-level sniper rifle!"
"The streamer himself said he would not let those assassins go, which shows that the streamer is not a heartless murderer either. Since the first live stream, he has never harmed police or other innocent people!" Stay connected with My Virtual Library Empire
While the audience in the live stream room was having an intense discussion, there was a strong grieving atmosphere in the office of the Criminal Investigation Team of the Los Angeles Police Department. Some female detectives couldn't bear the sadness, sobbing quietly on the desk.
The team leader Li Kai, who had been with them day and night, even an hour ago discussing the case together, had now become a cold corpse, separating them by life and death. Such reality was unbearable for them to accept.
Meanwhile, James Smith, the chief of the municipal bureau, sat weakly in his chair, his eyes blank and filled with despair.
He had known Li Kai for over a decade; he was the one who had promoted him, and they shared a deep bond. Now that Li Kai had unfortunately died in action, how could he explain this to Li Kai's family?
Thinking of this, James Smith's eyes widened, and he roared in a contorted voice, "Everyone get yourself together! Go find them for me! I can't believe these assassins snuck heavy weapons into Los Angeles without leaving a trace! If it's not solved today, don't even think about going home!"
"Yes!"
The detectives rubbed their teary red eyes and responded in unison, their voices filled with grief and determination.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the live stream switched back to Jack Thompson's room. Jack Thompson was cautiously scanning his surroundings, a hint of unease and tension in his eyes. He didn't know what would happen next, nor whether he could leave there safely…
In the pitch-black room, Jack Thompson stared wide-eyed at Alicia Linder's eviscerated body in front of him, trembling uncontrollably. His forehead was covered with cold sweat, his breathing rapid, as if the air had been sucked away. His pants were already soaked, and the warm liquid dripped down his legs, forming a ticking sound on the floor, as if mocking his cowardice. His lips trembled uncontrollably, muttering, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" His voice was filled with despair and fear.
Upon seeing this scene, the audience in the live stream room mocked with barrage comments:
"Hahaha, how long has it been? Jack Thompson is so scared he wet his pants! What a waste!"
"How can such a cowardly person make so much money? It's outrageous!"
"Trash! Not even as good as me, yet dares to call himself a successful person?"
While the audience mocked, a sharp hissing sound suddenly echoed in the room, followed by a cold mechanical voice that slowly spoke: "Hello, Jack Thompson. You once tortured and killed eight innocent children with Alicia Linder. During the construction of your new development, you violently demolished buildings, resulting in the deaths of 32 people. However, with your slick lawyer team, you escaped legal punishment. Your wealth is soaked in the blood of the common people."
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