Brooklyn!

Lake and Joe parked the vehicle on the side of the road.

get off.

Qiao looked at a family across the road, looked at his phone, and said, "This is the IP address for sending the email, let's go."

Lake grabbed Joe.

Joe turned to look at Lake: "What's wrong?"

Lake didn't say anything, but just took the lead in walking ahead of Joe.

Joe blinked behind him.

Hopefully the Hydra's people have gone.

Lake sighed in his heart. When he slowly walked to the door, he thought in his heart that if nothing unexpected happens, the person who sent anonymous emails to Qiao's mailbox would have been hung up.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

No one answered.

It should be hung up. After all, looking through the window, the lights in the living room are on.

"Have you applied for a search warrant?"

"It's out."

"Um."

Lake nodded, took Glock into his hand, and kicked the door directly.

Bang!

The door lock broke down according to the sound.

“NYPD!”

Lake and Joe entered the room with guns. The room was neat and there was a cup of coffee on the dining table that was visible, but there seemed to be no one in the living room and the backyard.

Joe walked to the dining table and touched the cup of coffee: "It's still warm."

Lake and Joe looked at it separately.

but……

While Lake was about to go up the second floor, he heard Joe's shouting in the basement.

"Lack, here!"

Lake turned around, followed the stairs, and walked into the basement.

Enjoy the eyes.

One was tied to an iron chair, lowered his head, placed his feet in a basin of water, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.

I'll know.

Lake raised his eyebrows and took Glock back to his waist.

Joe retracted his finger and shook his head at Lake: "Die."

Lake took out his cell phone and called the New York Police Department office.

Just then.

Dong!

A sound suddenly came from above the basement, that is, the living room.

Lake and Joe looked at each other, quickly pulled out their guns, and prepared to go up and check them out.

With a bang.

The basement door was closed from outside and locked.

"Shet!"

“Get out of here.”

Lecca pulled Joe away, and Glock in his hand directly aimed at the position of the door lock to open fire.

Bang!

By the time Lake and Joe opened the door lock and rushed outside, the person who was still in the room had already left. At the same time, several surveillance monitors on the street had recorded videos about this time before being destroyed from the Internet, but the video of someone running out was left.

but……

Several surveillance monitors flashed a little, but in their database, there was another surveillance data that had just been completely deleted.

Half an hour later.

The New York Police Department's Forensics Division came over.

It was about half an hour.

A police officer from the forensics department came over and said to Lake, who was smoking a cigarette outside: "Sir, you can go in and collect evidence."

Lake nodded.

The study room on the second floor of the house was in a mess at this moment. The books on the entire bookshelf were scattered on the floor. Even the computer host was moved out, and the hard drive inside was gone.

Hydra is panicked.

You made this messy, isn't it obvious that you told others that there is something strange about the Howard Stark's case? You're the most correct choice to make someone missing.

Lake looked at the missing hard drive and shook his head. So, Hydra's failure is not without certain reasons. With this IQ, although there are more people than ASUS, what's the use?

Now even if there is no evidence, it will fully meet the restart conditions.

The man from Qianjiao came to send a video, but the man from Houjiao died. When he said it, he died unexpectedly. After all, a discerning person could tell at a glance that he had experienced severe torture.

I probably want to get the name of the little boy from this person.

I don't know if I have it.

Joe walked in from outside: "Lack, the surveillance has been found on the other side of the city traffic."

Lake turned around and looked.

On the way.

While Joe was driving, he handed the tablet to Lake.

Lake looked down and saw that in the surveillance monitor displayed on the tablet, a guy ran out of the room in panic. He was very fast, but he was still accurately captured by the surveillance monitor.

only……

This guy doesn't look like Hydra.

Lake looked at the person on the surveillance and thought, is this the backup plan of Hydra?

Moreover, this person who appeared in the surveillance has been identified in the database by the New York Police Department's facial recognition system.

"Cole Hant, male, thirty years old, a habitual criminal, from childhood thief to robbery with a gun. He was sentenced half a year ago, just released from prison with parole ten days ago, and currently lives not far from here."

Joe, who was driving the car, hung up the phone, with a very surprised expression: "I just contacted this guy's parole officer. After this guy was released from prison, he brought anklets with electronic anklets. He had just confirmed that an hour ago, the guy's position appeared on this street."

Lake raised an eyebrow.

All right.

I was stupid. Hydra's indeed had a trick and found a scapegoat.

Dingling!

"Hello!"

"Sir, Cole Hunt's position has moved."

"where?"

"You are three blocks away from Nineteenth Street."

"squeak!"

Qiao stopped the car and braked instantly, then started again, turned the front of the car, and quickly headed towards the 19th Street.

At the New York Police Department Information Center, an officer who retrieved electronic anklet data was telling Joe in real time via phone.

Wow wow wow wow wow wow!

The police lights and sirens flashed on the roof of a blue sedan. Joe had good driving skills and drove a speed of eighty yards on the road that was specified forty yards.

Lake, who was sitting in the passenger seat, held the pull-up ring tightly with his right hand, and looked at Qiao's skill in taking advantage of the opportunity on the road, and sweated coldly.

If this is not careful, it will definitely be a car that will kill people.

"Sir, you are three hundred meters away, and on your right hand, he is heading from the nineteenth block to the forty block."

"good."

Lake's eyes fell at the intersection three hundred meters away. For some reason, Lake suddenly felt that he seemed to know what trick Hydra was playing.

The scapegoat and the cicada escape?

Cole Hant, who was driving his car and preparing to escape from New York City, wiped his forehead, listened to the alarm ringing from behind, gritted his teeth, looked at the traffic light at the intersection not far away, and took the throttle of the right foot, ready to force it over.

but.

At this moment, a normal truck appeared.

Boom!

Cole Hanter's car, who was running a red light, was instantly hit by a large truck and rushed to the side, then flipped it twice in the air, and then hit the ground hard.
Chapter completed!