Xu Chuan found Bella's home early the next morning, but unfortunately there was no one there. After asking the neighbors, it seemed that Bella had a fight with her boyfriend the night before, and he hadn't seen Bella since.
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The unlucky kid who lives next door told Xu Chuan everything he knew. Could it be that the people in New York have become more enthusiastic? Of course not, it's mainly because the feeling of having an HK45 on your head is probably not that good.
Just when he was sitting in the car depressed, Curtis called, "Boss, hurry up and watch the news. Another bank has been robbed, and I have already followed the garbage truck."
Xu Chuan found a coffee shop. The news was playing on the TV hanging inside. A red BMW 7 flashed left and right under the lens of the media's helicopter. A yellow taxi almost kept pace with it. Oops.
, there are indeed experts in New York.
The reporter on the helicopter who was broadcasting the live broadcast shouted excitedly. While he was reporting the situation at the scene, he was betting with the audience in front of the TV on who could win. This time he had caught up with the exclusive, and the bonus was probably indispensable.
People in the cafe were nervously watching TV. The boss came out of the back kitchen and opened the handicap directly. Many of the customers here were from the nearby streets, and bets of a few dollars were considered a small bet.
The red BMW drifted and turned around, then stretched out a pistol from the window and blew out the front tire of a car next to it. The car lost control and rolled across the street. This made the people in the cafe
Several people in the taxi exclaimed.
However, the yellow taxi also reacted very quickly and didn't know how to operate it. The car almost turned 360 degrees close to the out-of-control car while driving at high speed, then reversed and continued to chase the BMW. Finally, it was driving
After a certain distance, adjust the body with the same drift.
There was a burst of applause in the cafe, "Beautiful, well done..., I'll just say he can do it."
The two cars were chasing each other, as if they were competing against each other's driving skills. Sometimes they drove onto the sidewalk, and sometimes they passed between the two cars, leaving more than a dozen police cars far behind. It was simply more exciting than watching a movie.
"Oh, God, there is a red light ahead, and there are pedestrians crossing the road, but neither car seems to have any intention of slowing down." The reporter continued to shout from the helicopter.
Xu Chuan felt that the air around him was condensing, and everyone who was drinking coffee stood up.
The yellow taxi hesitated, turned and rushed towards the roadside. It hit the fire hydrant directly, and a jet of water spurted out. The red BMW sped away, and the TV station's helicopter followed for a while.
distance and then lost track near a tunnel.
The ones in the cafe who had just called me pretty looked like they were mourning for their heirs, and those who beat the BMW were in high spirits. Xu Chuan looked around, do you care whether you win or lose for one or two yuan?
After walking out of the cafe, he got in the car and drove towards the scene of the incident. He wanted to see who drove the taxi. His skills were not inferior to Vanessa's, and maybe even better.
At the intersection of Fifth Avenue, the taxi driver Bella and the white policeman squatted on the side of the road in frustration. Bella waved her hands and said, "I almost caught up with them."
The siren sounded and two police cars drove over. The white policeman looked at his boss who got out of the car and sighed, "It's over. Don't even think about reinstating your job this time."
Xu Chuan parked the car opposite and looked at the two people next to the taxi. He couldn't connect them with the one who drove the taxi like a racing car.
No wonder Curtis said that his ex-girlfriend’s driving skills are as good as those of racing drivers. It seems that he is not talking nonsense.
The two people were taken into the car by the police. They probably had a lot to explain, such as this obviously modified taxi.
He drove in the direction where the BMW disappeared. It stands to reason that at this time when the police were very alert, these four long legs should not be able to escape. There are surveillance cameras on the road and helicopters in the sky.
Even if no one can catch up, you shouldn't lose the car.
There are a lot of police on the road. The patrol officers are carefully searching for red BMWs. No, they should be all BMWs of the same model. They must also have thought that the other party may have a way to change the color of the car.
Xu Chuan walked aimlessly around the place where they disappeared until he saw a burning trash can under a hidden overpass. There was no one nearby, and no one even called the police.
He drove over, got out of the car and took a look. What seemed to be burning were a few pieces of clothing. They must have been doused with gasoline and were about to turn into ashes with the flames. Then he found a fallen piece of clothing from behind the trash can.
Xu Chuan touched his chin. It seemed that they used this method to change the color of the car and escape.
Continuing to drive along this road until Morningside Street, a police car stopped behind a blue BMW, and a police officer got out of the car and was about to inspect the BMW.
Xu Chuan whistled. These four women were quite brave. They must have parked here intentionally to let the police check them. They had no money in the car, and the four women could easily dispel any doubts.
Moreover, they all changed their clothes and burned all the clothes they wore during the robbery. The bikinis and short skirts they were wearing now were very polite, but the NYPD's eyes were already busy.
If a policeman has two eyes, how many of the four women will he have?
The person sitting in the cab was Vanessa at first glance. Although she was wearing a wig and exaggerated accessories, her height was too conspicuous. The police checked that her driver's license should be fine, and then asked her to open the trunk.
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The woman pretended that she was not very familiar with the car, and pulled on the trunk to lift it up. Her chest was jumping, and the NYPD seemed to be about to faint.
A woman got out of the back seat with a PPK strapped to her waist, but it was definitely not visible from the NYPD's perspective.
The trunk was finally opened with the help of the police uncle. Inside was a silver suitcase. The policeman asked her to continue opening it, and then he saw the box full of underwear.
Xu Chuan curled his lips, drove up from behind, opened the passenger window and shouted at the NYPD, "Officer, she is wearing high heels."
Vanessa's originally smiling expression froze for a moment, she lowered her head and glanced at the 12cm high heels on her feet, then raised her head and glanced at Xu Chuan with a murderous look on her face.
This guy was really mean, but after he said that, he drove away.
The policeman looked at Vanessa's legs with a look of realization on his face. His attention was all on the top two just now, and he forgot about the bottom.
"Sorry, ma'am, according to the requirements of the law, you are violating the law." The NYPD finally regained some of its professional attitude.
Fifteen minutes later, Vanessa, who had changed her shoes, angrily crumpled up a ticket and threw it on the center console, saying fiercely, "Don't let that bitch see you again."
But why did this guy seem familiar? Vanessa took out her phone and saw the annoying face in the photo sent by Emily.
'Isn't this the Asian pretty boy Emily mentioned? Is there something wrong with his mind?'
Xu Chuan drove his car in a circle nearby. His behavior just now was very unprofessional. He should have followed after the police checked, but after thinking about it, he couldn't follow anyway, so he might as well disgust them and forget it.