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However, just then, a huge explosion sound came!

A ball of fire burst out of the window on the thirteenth floor of the NYPD building!

This even made the ground beneath Ouris's feet tremble slightly!

A cloud of dust rustled down from the ceiling above.

"What's going on!?"

Ouris's heart was greatly shaken.

It wasn't just him; in fact, everyone present at this moment was filled with complete confusion.

These United States police officers were not like China's Ministry of Justice; although they usually dealt with criminals who might be armed, to ensure their own safety, they would shoot to kill directly once they determined a criminal might be carrying a gun. Many innocent people even died from this kind of paranoid shooting.

This precisely reflected the national conditions of the United States and also showed how afraid of death these United States police officers were.

When facing a real attack, they were feeling a bit panicked at this moment!

This kind of explosion!?

How was it formed!?

How many people ran out? Where did he get the bomb!?

"Damn it..."

"What on earth is going on?"

"If he detonates the bomb in such a dense crowd, many people will die!"

"Let's spread out!"

At the fire escape door, they could already hear dense footsteps coming from above.

The Inspector in charge of the scene could only make his decision at this moment: "Hold the other doors!"

"Temporarily yield the fire escape door!"

"Check everyone leaving the fire escape. If any Chinese person attempts to resist, shoot them on the spot!"

If he didn't make such a judgment, these police officers would likely leave on their own.

Because in their judgment, there might also be terrorists here, and if they dropped a bomb here, they might lose their lives for nothing.

However, the reality was not as they imagined; among the people who rushed out, there were no terrorists.

Moreover, they didn't see any chinese among them.

The fire alarm was still ringing; at this time, there was chaos in the NYPD United States Police Department building.

This was a farce!

It proved that although the NYPD enjoyed a good reputation, the grassroots police officers simply couldn't bear the title of "police officer"; they were more like a group of thugs who bullied the weak.

When facing ordinary people, they were naturally imposing and unmatched, but when facing the current situation, they had already begun to panic!

Clearly, their opponent was only one person, yet they were being forced into a situation where they had completely lost face!

While it's understandable that these police officers are also people, sons or fathers, and shouldn't die for no reason, this scene was truly embarrassing.

At this moment, Chief Erlik George arrived at the scene after receiving the news.

Seeing his car drive in through the main entrance on the surveillance footage, Ouris's expression worsened. If he couldn't find and kill that guy, everything would be in vain, and even his status as an Inspector would be revoked!

Now that George was here, the command of the scene would no longer be his.

And if Zhang Qi was captured alive, everything for him would be over!

His heart turned ruthless; he grabbed his gun and left the monitoring room!

Since the explosion happened on the thirteenth floor, it was very likely that the guy was also around the thirteenth floor at this time!

"Go kill him yourself!"

"Only this way can I salvage the situation!"

A cold light flickered in Ouris's eyes.

He never expected things to develop to this point!

Who on earth was that chinese!?

Owen, a former elite detective, whose personality traits should have made him thrive on this career path.

He possessed extraordinary observation skills and a keen eye for detail, which allowed him to rise step by step to the position of Inspector.

However, his talent was both appreciated and used as leverage by some with ulterior motives.

Owen was ambitious; the position of Inspector could not satisfy his appetite, and he yearned for a higher status.

This frame-up incident, for him, was an excellent opportunity to acquire funds and connections, therefore, that Chinese man named Lin Mo had to become a sacrifice.

The situation had developed to a point of no return; he had to continue forward.

Owen was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his steps light, his eyes sharp as an eagle's.

Failure meant a bottomless Abyss, so he dared not be the slightest bit negligent, which also made him more focused than ever before.

At this moment, he had arrived at the explosion scene on the thirteenth floor. Flames soared, the corridor lights flickered on and off, and the power of the explosion was shocking, even making the electrical circuit unstable.

Light tubes were shattered, documents, pictures, and badges on the wall were scattered everywhere, a scene of chaos.

He stepped on the shattered light tube pieces, making a crunching sound.

After a preliminary judgment, the explosion occurred in a police officer's rest room on the thirteenth floor.

"Was it caused by a microwave oven?" he speculated inwardly.

But he didn't linger at the explosion scene for too long, knowing that the suspect couldn't still be on this floor.

They would definitely continue to flee downwards.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, a black hat caught his eye.

Although the hat was tattered, the name embroidered on it was clearly visible.

It was a name he was familiar with. Did the presence of the hat mean that person might still be nearby?

Just then, he suddenly felt a cold gun muzzle pressed against the back of his head.

"Who is it?" he demanded sharply.

"Besides you, who else wants me dead?"

Lin Mo's cold voice sounded in his ear.

Hearing this voice, Owen felt his whole body tremble.

He suddenly realized that his coming here was entirely Lin Mo's carefully planned scheme.

If not for this, he would never have found himself in this predicament.

This left Owen deeply shocked.

A suspect desperate to escape, yet making exposing the mastermind the top priority?

He asked himself again, who on earth was this person? What kind of psychological fortitude did he possess to be so calm and composed?

Although the identity he had fabricated for Lin Mo was that of a habitual offender, this young man from China actually had no prior record!

How could he possibly remain so calm?

At this moment, with the gun muzzle pressing against the back of his head, Owen knew he was in a desperate situation.

However, he absolutely could not fail!

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His brain raced, searching for a way out.

Owen also kept talking; this was the only weapon he had left. He said, "You should know, you have nowhere to run."

"If you kill me, you will have no proof."

He raised his hands, allowing Lin Mo to see the gun in his hands.

He said calmly, feigning composure, "Think about it, if you want to clear your name, the only way is for me to voluntarily reveal the truth."

"Only this way can you survive; otherwise, you will only fall into endless pursuit."

"And besides me, no one knows who the mastermind is."

"You should understand how serious the current situation is."

Owen's words were flawless. For an ordinary person, the current situation indeed required legal procedures to get acquitted and turn the situation around.

After he finished speaking, there was silence behind him. He knew his words had taken effect.

In this situation, to turn the tide, one must shake the mindset of the person holding the gun. Only by ensuring his own safety could he reverse the situation.

At this moment, it was clear that the Chinese man Lin Mo behind him had begun to think.

He continued, "If I die, you will never be able to clear your name."

"Moreover, those fabricated pieces of evidence will be further confirmed after you escape and kill me."

"So killing me will actually put you in a deeper desperate situation."

As an NYPD Inspector, Owen had studied a lot of relevant knowledge.

When facing threats, saying things that are appealing to the criminal is the easiest way to turn the situation around.

No matter how calm a criminal appears, as long as he is still resisting, it means he has not truly despaired.

Talking about the future and life can always touch their heartstrings.

Just like now.

Moreover, how could an innocent person easily kill someone?

Feeling Lin Mo's hesitation, he slowly turned around.

This time, the gun muzzle did not press closer, which made him even more certain of his judgment. Although this Chinese man was indeed smart, he was still a bit inexperienced.

At this moment, he had fallen into a trap!

He raised his hands and slowly faced Lin Mo.

Then he continued, "Look, things have gotten so big now, I don't want to guarantee that guy anymore."

"This is also troublesome for me. I can testify for you, and I can even make Stan the scapegoat."

"This way, you should be satisfied, right?"

"Put down the gun, my friend, this is not good for either of us."

He pretended to persuade, while observing Lin Mo's eyes.

Owen could see the struggle in Lin Mo's eyes.

But his gun was still not put down.

Owen knew that Lin Mo's struggle now was just one step away from the goal.

However, Owen did not continue to speak at this time. He knew that if he continued to pressure, it would easily backfire.

This was the time of struggle, but the more he struggled, the more it developed in a direction favorable to him.

"Why should I believe you!"

After struggling for a long time, Lin Mo finally spoke: "Tell me that person's name! Otherwise, I will kill you right now!"

Owen nodded: "Of course I will tell you, we are on the same boat now, my friend."

"It's John Chen from Chinatown."

He looked at Lin Mo's trembling hand holding the gun and continued, "I have already revealed him. You should understand that I am on your side, right?"

However, just then, Owen suddenly realized that Lin Mo's hand holding the gun suddenly stopped trembling.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Lin Mo's eyes.

But he found that a cold chill flickered in the eyes of this Chinese man!

"Damn it! He's trying to trick me into talking!"

He suddenly realized this, then violently slapped away Lin Mo's hand holding the gun and directly aimed his gun at Lin Mo!

Bang bang!!

Gunshots echoed in the empty floor. The chaos caused by the explosion made this area almost deserted; only a few distant surveillance cameras were barely working.

In this enclosed space, everything that happened would be covered up, and those who came later would only see the final result - death.

"Ahhhhh!"

A scream pierced the silence of the corridor, accompanied by the crackling sound of breaking wires, making the scream particularly eerie.

And this scream was precisely from Owen.

He originally intended to slap away Lin Mo's hand holding the gun but accidentally hit Lin Mo's wrist. However, this action did not stop Lin Mo. Instead, as Owen turned his gun towards him, Lin Mo quickly fired two shots at Owen's thigh!

The powerful impact of the bullets penetrated Owen's thigh and seemed to have broken bones. With the blessings of "Thought Palace", "Calculation Ability", and "Finger Dexterity", Li Xuan's shooting was exceptionally stable. Although he didn't have much experience, at such close range, he didn't miss.

The intense pain made Owen almost collapse to the ground, screaming repeatedly. But what made him more desperate than the pain was the calmness and killer intent Lin Mo displayed.

He had undergone professional training and knew that at such close range, a person's subconscious could not react quickly and slap away the gun holder's hand. Especially since Lin Mo's physique was weaker than his, according to common sense, such a thing was almost impossible.

However, the facts were right before his eyes; he couldn't do anything.

"How could this happen!?" He was deeply shocked.

He regretted coming alone to execute Lin Mo, but now it was too late.

Owen endured the severe pain, thinking about how to escape. At this moment, he noticed Lin Mo taking out a recording device from his pocket.

In this NYPD United States Police Department building, recording devices were everywhere; almost every office had one. He suddenly realized that Lin Mo's purpose in tricking him into talking was for this.

And his biggest life-saving evidence had disappeared! Lin Mo had this evidence and could now clear his name. Even if he died, he had already thought about how to resolve the situation.

Realizing this, his face became even paler. He also noticed that his position was very delicate. Lin Mo was standing behind the corner, while he was on this side of the corner. The camera at the end of the corridor was still working, and only he was exposed to the surveillance.

He suddenly remembered that hat; it was left by Lin Mo on purpose! Lin Mo had calculated this scene long ago and fired when he intended to fight back.

All of this was Lin Mo's calculation!

He suddenly understood how Lin Mo had broken free from the handcuffs. After Stan was approached, Lin Mo said he was going to get his wallet, but his real target was the handcuff key in Stan's pocket.

The hand that patted Stan's shoulder was a feint; the other hand was the real action, ultimately taking the key.

Immediately after, Lin Mo repeatedly spoke harsh words to provoke Stan, the purpose of which was to make them enter the next stage as quickly as possible.

This person's control over people's minds had reached a terrifying level!

Owen widened his eyes, recalling how Lin Mo had deliberately acted earlier to make him think Lin Mo was wavering. A chill gradually spread through his heart.

What kind of person is this!? Who on earth is he!?

"Now, tell me the name of the person who truly wanted to frame me."

Just as Owen was thinking wildly, he heard Lin Mo's cold and commanding voice.

At this moment, he had completely lost the thought of resisting, only thinking about how to survive.

"Could a John Chen from Chinatown make you go to such great lengths?"

Hearing this, Owen had given up thinking. He suddenly remembered what Lin Mo had said before: "The closer you are to me, the less you will see," "When you think you are about to catch me, I will be right behind you"...

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