My Dreams Can Come True

"F***!"

There is so much movement here, the remaining three gangsters naturally found the clues. The police were here for five or six minutes at most. He was naturally unwilling to entangle, let alone **** every bargaining chip here. There are already a lot of them in the three travel bags. , Made a decision quickly, and yelled: "Go!"

The three men shook their guns to prevent anyone from taking the risk. They retreated to the hall, turned and ran outward until they couldn't see the figure. The gamblers in the hall screamed and fled, Bai Yu quickly merged with Du Ziqiang, and was also caught Leaving the crowd, staying behind is bound to have to deal with the local police again, this kind of trouble can be avoided or avoided, Nick also followed him in fright.

"White, what was it just now? Am I dazzled? It's a force field? Why can I block the bullet? Are you Xia Guo's Superman? Or a magical magician?" Nick stammered.

"Nick, you...know too much! Bah!" Bai Yu turned his head and said to him. Suddenly, his finger made a spear motion, and his mouth made a sound.

Nick: "Ah!"

He crawled to the ground and touched his face and chest, "Dead! I was shot! I need a doctor..."

Du Ziqiang looked down on this timid white man very much, Hua Ying and Bai Xiushuang also laughed stupefied.

Nick realized that Bai Yu was joking with him, got up and patted the dust on his body, complaining: "Bai, this is not funny at all. Okay, you are my savior. You have a saying from Xia Guo: Foot Mi Ji Well, although Da Yi Sheng Xiang...I want to repay you."

Listening to Nick's crappy Xia Guoyu, Bai Yu thought for a long time, and suddenly fell into a bitter cold, and he greeted each other with such kindness!

"Nick, this sentence, cough, is not suitable for such use, it can only be used on the opposite sex." Bai Yu said helplessly.

There was the sound of a police car whistling in the distance, and the five accelerated their pace.

"Bai, you are a magical person, your medicine must also be magical, I decided to cooperate with you." Nick said.

"Very well, you won't regret this decision." Bai Yu stopped, patted his shoulder, and winked at Xiang Huaying.

Hua Ying took out a business card: "This is the business card of our company's business representative. Please contact him."

Nick put away his business card: "Are you really not going to have a drink with me? Tonight is too thrilling, I think I will not sleep, I must find a place to drink."

"Forget it, any of you are interested, go?" Bai Yu refused.

"Knowing that I and Shuangshuang will not go, please ask Brother Qiang." Hua Ying shook her head.

"Who treats?" Du Ziqiang asked.

"You are Bai friend and my friend, I invite you." Nick said boldly.

The two quickly crossed their shoulders and left. Bai Yu was not worried about Du Ziqiang’s safety. If here, ordinary people could pose a threat to those who built the foundation, it could only prove that the foundation of Du Ziqiang was too watery. Language problems. Since the foundation was built, the development of the brain has also been greatly improved. Du Ziqiang's intelligence has now surpassed ordinary academic masters. Both his memory and comprehension ability have climbed a few mountains than before, in order to meet Isis Good communication, this guy has made great efforts to learn English, no professional words are involved, and there is no problem in daily communication.

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The scene of the robbery in An Le Palace.

There were three dead, one of whom was a security officer of the casino, and the other two were robbers. According to surveillance video, the security officer of the casino was shot and killed by a white man, and the other was a bargaining chip hit in the brain. Caused skull damage, brain tissue damage, intracranial hemorrhage and death. The person who took the shot could not see his appearance. However, it is suspected that the man of Chinese mainland descent, and one of them was hit by a blunt instrument in the chest. He died of blood accumulation and spine fracture.

This is only a preliminary judgment, and the specific situation can be determined after an autopsy.

The on-duty manager of the casino negotiated with the police with a ferocious expression: "We were robbed of more than 30 million face-value chips, of which more than 20 million were for guests. I hope you can find the robbers as soon as possible."

"We will try our best. We need you to provide all the surveillance video data 72 hours before the incident." The police said.

"Hi, gentlemen, we have taken over this case." As he was speaking, someone suddenly interjected.

The policeman raised his head patiently, trying to see who was so loud.

"I'm CIA Secret Service Inspector Carson." The visitor showed his ID.

The police took the certificate and checked it carefully, and then handed it back: "Whatever, there are you everywhere. I hope you can solve the case as soon as possible. There is no doubt, it should be a few Mo brothers who found two **** to make trouble."

Carson nodded: "I will check your clues. Okay, you can retreat."

"Are you sure you don't need our assistance?" The police are very sorry. The dead black man has already found out his identity. You only need to follow the vines to pick out the three who fled. This is obviously a great achievement, but at this time, they can only give their hands. people.

"Thank you, this matter involves national security and is not something you can participate in." Carson said calmly.

"Well, this **** weekend..." the policeman complained, turned around to say hello to the other police officers, packed his things and walked out.

Watching the people from the local police station leave, Carson made the same request: "We need the latest surveillance video."

The duty manager said: "Sir, this involves the privacy of customers."

Carson sternly said: "You just need to cooperate, understand?"

Behind the duty manager is also the capital. How can I listen to Carson's official voice: "Sorry, this involves the credibility of our Bellagio. I can't cooperate with you."

Carson sternly said: "I believe...you will, someone will contact you soon."

Carson is also an old man, so how could he not be prepared at all? After a few seconds, the phone of the manager on duty rang.

"Yes... yes, yes, they want to monitor the video... yes, I will try my best to cooperate."

After answering the phone, the duty manager smiled and said: "It is the duty of each of our citizens to cooperate with the investigation, please follow me."

Carson nodded, greeted the other secret service personnel who had already started collecting evidence on the scene, and followed the duty manager to the monitoring room.

"Sir, there are more than 300 monitoring probes in total, are you sure you want them all?" the staff in the monitoring room asked.

"Call out the video when the incident happened." Carson said.

"How many surveillance probes are locked in this position?" Carson frowned as he watched the video.

"Sir, each of our stations will have 5 to 6 monitoring heads to monitor." The staff replied.

"I want all the videos of baccarat, roulette, and dice cups. The time is from when they appear, from when they enter the hall, and every video with four of them is given to me." Carson said.

"Sir, this... there may be hundreds of video files." The staff was embarrassed.

"Please do it." Carson said lightly.

"Well, wait a moment." The staff replied impatiently.

For more than one hundred videos, you have to set the start time and end time respectively, and then transferring them down is a tedious and tedious task.

Carson watched him operate, and suddenly pointed to a video and asked: "Who is this person and why do you seem to know them?"

The technician zoomed in on the picture and compared the face in the video with the database.

"The fit is 95%."

"Customer Name: Nick Wilson Stan

Consumption quota: 44753 White Eagle Knife

Withdrawal amount: 8322 White Eagle Knife

Customer Rating: Samsung

Good at games:...

contact details:……

...

Occupation: professional investor, shareholder of XX Pharmaceutical Company...

..."

A long list of customer information popped up.

"Okay, give me this related video file too." Carson said.

The technician nodded and began to screen the video.

Two hours later, the CIA casino branch.

After obtaining the autopsy report and the video analysis report, the technician is reporting the relevant situation to Carson.

"Three of the four Xia ancestors came to participate in this fighting contest. The tall man is called Du Ziqiang. The dead man’s head is embedded with a 50 white eagle knife. The direct reason is that the dead man came to Dete. The criminal editor, I didn’t expect to come to the gambling city, killing people, selling independence, robbery, forcing money, loan sharks, and forcing women to engage in **** work. Wow, his case is really wonderful."

After hearing the technician's words, Carson asked, "Is it sure that the chip was thrown with bare hands?"

His gaze fell on the plastic bag on the table with a bargaining chip sealed in it, and it was the culprit that caused the death of the black robber.

"We analyzed the video frame by frame and determined that he threw it with his bare hands and reached a speed of more than 400 meters per second. In other words, the chip he threw was faster than the speed of sound and was more powerful than most pistols. It's still big, but at such a fast speed, the chips are not damaged at all, so I don't understand. Maybe it's Xia Guo's "kung fu"? Who knows?"

Carson said: "This is not something you should know, you just need to provide me with analysis data."

He dialed the phone: "Listed Du Ziqiang as the No. 2 target, and focused on observation. All his actions within this month must be included in the monitoring range. It has been included? Okay, where is he now?"

Hanging up, Carson asked, "Where is the other one? The one named Bai Yu?"

"He stayed in the dice cup for about seven minutes, where he had some communication with Nick, but because the monitoring system did not have a recording function, it was impossible to know what they were talking about, but there was an angle that just included them all. In the screen, only the sharpness is not very good, but it can be repaired by technology, and then you can find a lip-reading expert to restore what they said. According to the content shot on the video, this guy has made a fortune. The middle leopard has turned it over two hundred times. Tsk tsk, this is six to seven million." The technician envied.

"Anything else?" Carson asked.

"Of course, they are in the rest area, where the other robber died. The light is slightly dim. We have repaired the video file. Looking at this picture, the deceased is a smuggler from Mo Ge, who is said to have offended the local area. A certain gang boss couldn’t get along anymore. Earlier this year, he smuggled into the White Eagle Country, and then went to the Casino. This screen showed that the other party punched him in the chest. Well, he opened his chest during the autopsy. It's all broken, um, or the picture, his back is obviously bulging, and because of the heavy punch, his spine...open fracture, the skin on the back has been pierced by the broken spine, and the front part of the sternum The comminuted fracture is a beast, it looks like it was hit by a truck."

"Made, are we dealing with alien monsters?" Carson cursed. When the target entered the country at noon, the shackles rounded into sticks were enough to scare people.

"Well, I agree with your statement. Now I have to show you even more amazing data." The technician said excitedly.

"Look, it seems that the robbers are going to rob them, and then this guy held the barrel and punched." the technician said.

"The power of this punch is more than four thousand pounds, or two tons, which means that his power is even more than twice that of Tyson, and this is not all his power. He is holding the barrel of the gun. His hand is the most important thing. We searched for the fragments after the blast to make a preliminary restoration. Hey! Guess what I got? He actually pinched the barrel closed with his bare hands! He still has him on it. His palm prints and fingerprints! This means that he can deliver at least 18 to 22 tons of grip with his bare hands. What kind of monster is this? Is it a human-shaped monster? Or is it a human-shaped hydraulic press?"

Carson's face is a little pale, maybe he should find someone at a higher level to take charge of this case?

"This is not the weirdest thing. Target No. 1 is not only powerful. After the robber was hit by him, he should lose consciousness on the spot, and then died soon, but the spinal nervous system still had some reactions, so it was deducted. The trigger, the gun is AK47, the recoil force is large, so when the arm muscles are out of control, the first shot is because the bullet cannot fly out of the barrel, which causes the chamber pressure to rise. After a few rounds, bang! Then there are the scattered trajectories, our Mr. Alien, maybe it is the mind force or the force field... In short, it is very reasonable to stop the flight of the fragments after the bombing. Look at this picture... These one fragment, two A bullet, he even picked them off like fruit..."

"Well, this is the result we got today. I think I was frightened. Why are there such monsters in humans? I think I should go out for a drink during the weekend. It is best to find this after I wake up. It's just a dream..." the technician said solemnly.

Carson smiled bitterly: "I have never come into contact with this kind of abnormal case. It seems that target one should not only be set to red, but I think it should be black. Don't let him enter the country. This way, it has bulletproof function and throws things with bare hands. The power of bullets, the power of a hydraulic press with your bare hands, and a random punch will make you seem to be hit by a truck... My Mingguangshen, I think our pension is a bit low now."

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