Bab 484: Chapter 484: The Unlucky Stalker
Three bullet-proof SUVs are speeding along the street, not far from the Charles River. On the other side of the river is downtown Boston and it is the most prosperous and fashionable Boston Back Bay.
"Matis, go to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel, where the traffic is very convenient and the location is excellent, not far from our goal!"
Ye Tian glanced at the map and then said to Matisse who was driving.
"Okay, I know!"
Mattis responded and drove onto Massachusetts Avenue.
At this moment, Peter's voice suddenly came from the intercom.
"Steven, Matisse, someone is following us behind. It's a gray Dodge Ram. It's followed from Belmont Street."
"Who is it? If it's a Boston policeman, then let him go. They followed on the first day I came to Boston. If it's someone else, then we have to see who he is!"
Ye Tian replied with a light smile, his expression relaxed, without the slightest tension.
For him, being tracked is already common. This is the same treatment no matter where he goes. He has been accustomed to it for a long time, and naturally he will not feel nervous or surprised.
"It's not a Boston policeman. This guy is following the two police cars. He is always in the blind spot of the police car. He is very hidden. He is obviously a veteran tracker. The police have not noticed it yet!
If we hadn't been watching the surveillance camera in the car and constantly comparing the cars behind, it would be difficult for us to spot this guy. What should we do? Take down this guy or let him continue to follow?"
"Take this guy and figure out his origin. Since he is not from the Boston police and the FBI, it is probably sent by a opponent. I have probably guessed to whose eyeliner this is!"
Ye Tian said decisively, with excitement flashing in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Matisse began to arrange actions.
"Peter, you drive into the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and close this car from the back. Let's act on the Harvard Bridge. As long as he get on the bridge, this guy must have nowhere to escape!"
"Roger that!"
Peter replied in a deep voice and immediately drove into the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
The Marauderr and the other Suburban continued to move forward without any abnormal behavior. The two police cars behind still followed closely and did not relax for a moment!
A few tens of meters away, the guy driving the Dodge Ram was not suspicious. He was very confident in his tracking skills and thought he would never be discovered.
But how did he would know that he had already fallen into the sight of others and the trap had been dug in front of him, just waiting for him to plunge in!
It didn't take long before the Paramount Marauder drove onto the Harvard Bridge and Peter and the others also circled behind the Dodge Ram. The net has been cast out and can be closed at any time!
As soon as he drove onto the Harvard Bridge, Matisse immediately reduced his speed and waited for the guy behind to follow.
Really! Less than 30 meters behind, the two Taurus police cars and the Dodge Ram drove onto the Harvard Bridge one after another and the net could be closed.
"Matisse, that guy is on the bridge, I've blocked the back route!"
Peter's voice came again.
"Okay! Guys, close the net! See what kind of eyeliner this guy is."
Matisse gave a hands-on command in a deep voice, simply and neatly.
With an order, the Marauder and Suburban who followed immediately began to signal with lights and then stopped at the center of the Harvard Bridge.
The other Suburban that Peter drove suddenly increased its speed and immediately stuck to the rear of the Dodge Ram, completely blocking the route of the car's back and escape.
At this time, there were not many vehicles driving on the Harvard Bridge, no more than ten. As soon as Matisse and their actions started, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Coupled with the sudden action of several huge bulletproof SUVs, it is even more eye-catching!
"squeak--!"
In an instant, a series of brakes sounded on the bridge, which was very ear-piercing.
All the vehicles driving on the Harvard Bridge came to a halt and the people in the cars were shocked. Looking at the aggressive behemoths ahead, they didn't understand what these guys were going to do!
The policemen who followed were the same. They all looked at the Marauder ahead in confusion and every policeman felt a little frightened.
"Why did they stop on the Harvard Bridge? What tricks the bastard Steven is going to play?"
"They probably want to deal with the Dodge Ram behind. The Suburban that left just now blocked the back of the Dodge Ram. Who is in that car? It's worth the fight!"
A policeman looked back a few times and immediately noticed the situation behind.
Don't open fire here, we don't want to make other sandwich biscuits! Every policeman is praying secretly!
At this moment, the guy driving the Dodge Ram was already desperate, raised his hands and slammed the steering wheel, cursing in frustration.
"Fuck! These damn bastards are so cautious and cunning!"
No matter how stupid it is, this guy should have realized that his whereabouts have been exposed and he was sieged, with nowhere to escape!
These guys must have discovered him a long time ago, but only act now!
The place they chose to do their work is almost impeccable. On the Harvard Bridge, as long as the two ends of the bridge are blocked, he can only obediently be catch! There is no other choice at all!
As for drawing a gun and firing or driving out, he couldn't even think about it!
He knew exactly who was in these three bulletproof SUVs.
This is a bunch of cruel bastards, killing is easier than slaughtering a chicken! In their eyes, he is afraid the him can't even count as a plate of side dishes!
Small lives matter, he must never give that bunch of bastards an excuse!
Thinking of this, he immediately put out all fluke thoughts and could only sit in the car in frustration, waiting for Matisse and the others to come and check, not daring to make any extra moves.
"Peter and Miller, get out of the car and check the origin of the guy who drove, see who sent him, pay attention to safety! Keep the others on guard!"
Matisse spoke through the intercom and gave the order.
"Roger that!"
Peter responded, and others responded.
"Guys, let the following police officers come forward to investigate. This is their job. We only need to know the result. That's justified. There is one more thing. Only use guns as a last resort."
Ye Tian reminded him in time to avoid unnecessary conflicts.
Boston is now in its most sensitive period. Any shot of a gun can alarm all the police. More is worse than less!
"Received! We know what to do!"
With that said, Peter and Miller got out of the Suburban they were riding in and outflanked the Dodge Ram.
Miller first walked to the police car he was following, explained the situation to a few Boston police officers and asked these guys to come forward to investigate the background of the stalker.
Hearing that the Dodge Ram had followed all the way, several police officers blushed suddenly, quite embarrassed!
This group of people are all rubbish! After being followed along all the way, they didn't notice it. If it weren't for the reminders of Steven's gang, they are afraid they wouldn't be able to spot the stalker.
After the embarrassment, several policemen immediately got out of the car and walked towards the Dodge Rams behind them, each with their hands on the holster, their eyes were rather bad and they were obviously a little embarrassed and angry.
Seeing the performance of several policemen, Miller just chuckled softly and immediately followed.
The investigation went smoothly. Ten minutes later, Peter and Miller returned to their respective SUVs and began to report what they had learned.
"Steven, the guy in the Dodge Rams is a private detective, a native of Boston. He received an order last night and asked him to follow you 24 hours a day and report your whereabouts at any time.
The guy who commissioned this business was quite generous, but he did not show up. He commissioned it through the Internet and the remuneration was paid through bank transfer. He was very cautious.
Although this guy didn't show up, he left a mobile phone number for contact. Through this phone number, we should be able to find this guy. It's not that difficult!"
"Okay! Peter, you immediately send this cell phone number to Kenny and Byrne, so that they can find out the call history of this cell phone number as soon as possible. It is best to locate it accurately!
I roughly guessed who the messenger was behind the scenes. In all likelihood, it was the bastard Cook. He hadn't cleaned up his ass and he was so tired that send someone to follow me!
Coming and not going to be indecent! As long as you find out where the bastard is, immediately inform the Boston police secretly and the bastard Cook will wait for the police and the FBI to come up and kick the door!"
Ye Tian said with a smile, a biting murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"Hahaha"
There was a burst of laughter from the intercom and every voice was full of confidence.
Soon, the three bullet-proof SUVs started again, quickly crossed the Harvard Bridge and drove to the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Boston's Back Bay!
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