ca-book Caught him so quickly?
Caught him so quickly?
"I'm a reporter, Lynn." Kate spread his hands, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "This is my job. Moreover, the shooting has been over, and the murderer has been subdued, and the scene is not dangerous."
"Maybe it's not dangerous, but you know what kind of people this kind of case will attract." Lynn's voice was low, with an unquestionable coldness, "Reporters, onlookers, and even possible accomplices. This chaos The scene is far more complicated than you think.”
Kate sighed helplessly, "Lynn, you know I can't stop coming. It's big news, and-"
"And you think it's your responsibility." Lynn interrupted her, with no anger in her voice, only a calm fatigue, "Kate, I know what you think. But I'm here today, not to stop you, It's to ensure you're safe."
Kate looked at him, stunned for a moment, then his lips slightly raised, "So, are you here for me?"
Lynn didn't answer, just looked at her quietly. Her eyes were deep, with some emotion that she could not see through.
Kate lowered his head and smiled, "Well, since you're all here, I can't drive you away. But you have to promise me--don't interfere with my work."
"I won't interfere." Lynn's voice was still calm, but there was a hint of alertness in his eyes, "But if there is danger, I will take you away as soon as possible."
Kaite nodded, turned around and walked towards the cordon, and Lynn followed her silently. His steps were steady, and his eyes were always scanning the surroundings, like a beast ready to pounce on his prey at any time.
The cordon was already crowded with reporters and onlookers, and Kate skillfully raised his press card and negotiated with the police, and was soon allowed to enter the blockade. Lynn stood not far away from her, following her footsteps in a low-key manner, as if she was just a colleague.
The scene in front of the campus was a heavy mood: several police cars were parked at the main entrance, several policemen were talking in a low voice, and there were traces of bullet holes on the walls of the school, and there were several covered blood on the ground. The atmosphere is so depressing that it makes people breathe hard.
Kate took out the recorder and began to communicate with the police officers at the scene. "Can you reveal the identity of the murderer? Why did he choose this place as his target?"
The police officer glanced at her and spoke with a cautious tone, "We are still investigating. The murderer is a former student of this school. He is twenty years old and has just been expelled from the school. The motive is not clear yet, but it may be related to his recent psychological state. related."
"How is the victim?" Kate asked, a hint of worry in his eyes.
“Three people confirmed to have died, one teacher and two students, and five others were injured, one of whom was in critical condition.”
Kaite nodded and continued to record, then her eyes swept towards the campus gate and said softly, "Can I go in and take a look?"
"I'm afraid it won't work. There is an investigation area inside." The police officer shook his head, "If there is more news, we will notify the media."
Instead of continuing to fight, Kate turned around and left, gathering information near the cordon like other reporters. She seemed calm, but the worries between her eyebrows did not dissipate.
Lynn always followed her, her eyes swept across everyone around her like a hawk. He rarely interrupts, but only pays attention to everything on the scene in his own way.
"Linn, you really don't have to follow me." Kate stopped and looked at him, with a little helplessness in his tone, "I'm already used to dealing with this kind of scene."
"I know you can handle it," Lynn replied calmly, "but I won't leave."
Kate smiled helplessly and stopped persuading him. They continued to walk around the lockdown line, and Kate interviewed some witnesses and parents of students and recorded many details. As time goes by, police begin to clean up the scene and the scope of media activities is further compressed.
Just as Kate finished his last interview, a seemingly ordinary man squeezed into the crowd. He was wearing a normal black jacket with an ordinary face, but his movements seemed a little unnatural. His hands were in his pockets, his eyes wandering, but with a strange sense of tension.
Lynn's eyes instantly locked in him. His intuition told him that this person was not an ordinary onlooker.
"Kate," Lynn whispered, with a warning in his tone, "Stand behind me."
Kate was stunned for a moment, just about to ask what happened, but saw that Lynn had quietly blocked her and stared at the man.
The man seemed to notice Lynn's gaze, and the expression on his face became even more unnatural. He suddenly took something out of his pocket - in an instant, Lynn drew his gun.
"Stop!" Lin En shouted loudly, pointing his gun straight at the man.
The crowd screamed in an instant, and everyone fled in scattered. The man was so scared that he stood there, and the thing in his hand fell to the ground - it turned out to be a folded knife.
The police rushed up quickly, pressed the man to the ground, and put on handcuffs. Lin En slowly lowered his gun, his eyes still as sharp as a knife.
Kate stood aside, and his heart beat faster as he witnessed all this. She looked at Lynn with a complicated emotion in her eyes, “How did you know him?”
"Intuition." Lin En replied coldly, then turned to look at the man taken away by the police, with a low tone, "He is not a reporter here, nor an ordinary onlooker. His movements exposed everything."
Kate looked at Lynn, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes, but more complicated and helpless. She understood that Lynn's alertness saved her life, but it also made her realize that the world she was in was more dangerous than she thought.
"Thank you, Lynn," she said softly, with sincerity in her tone.
Lynn didn't respond, just glanced at her and put the gun back to his waist.
As night fell, Kate and Lynn sat in the return car, and the car was silent. Kate looked out the window with thoughts, while Lynn drove the car intently, still with a trace of vigilance that had not completely disappeared in his eyes.
"Linn." Kate finally spoke, his voice low and soft, "Why do you always protect me like this?"
Lynn didn't answer immediately, holding the steering wheel tightly, and after a few seconds he spoke, "Because I know no one will protect you. And I'm here to ensure you're safe."
Kate looked at his side face and raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Do you know? You are not as cold as you are."
Lynn did not respond, but just stepped on the accelerator and drove into the night of Brooklyn.
On an afternoon in Brooklyn, the sun shines through thin clouds on the streets. Kate stood outside a cafe, holding a reporter's notebook in his hand, looking down at the clues recorded during the morning interview. The streets were crowded with people and vehicles, but she was focused on her work and seemed to be completely unwilling to the hustle and bustle around her.
Lynn stood in front of an ice cream stall not far away, looking down at the taste of the ice cream on the counter. The stall owner is a woman in her fifties, who is slowly introducing her "secret recipe". Lynn's expression was as cold as a piece of ice, but his fingers slightly lit up at the counter and signaled to choose a simple vanilla flavor.
At this moment, Kate's eyes suddenly moved away from his laptop. She had just subconsciously glanced at the street, but was deeply attracted by a figure in the distance.
It's him.
Although only for a moment, Kate recognized him despite the man wearing a low hat and a seemingly ordinary gray coat. The steps of those panicked but alert steps, the movement of lowering their heads slightly but looking around from time to time... she would not admit her mistake. This is a description of one of the suspects in the shooting provided by the morning police—the possible accomplice of the murderer.
Kate's heartbeats faster and her reporter's intuition told her that she had to keep up with the person. But at the same time, her rationality also reminded her that this was a dangerous thing. But she didn't hesitate for too long and finally chose the first reaction.
"Linn!" She shouted subconsciously, but Linn obviously didn't hear it at the moment. She was still standing in front of the ice cream stall and lowered her head to take change from her pocket.
Kate gritted his teeth and did not wait for him anymore. Instead, he picked up his bag and quickly chased the man in the direction where he disappeared. She shuttled through the crowd, trying to slow down her pace and avoid being noticed by the other party. At the corner of the street, the man's back appeared again, and he quickly walked across the road, as if he was deliberately avoiding something.
"He is right." Kate whispered to himself, holding the strap tightly with his fingertips, staring at the target with his eyes focused.
She knew her decision was irrational, but she knew better that it might be an opportunity to break the deadlock.
At this time, Lynn was picking up the ice cream he had just bought from the ice cream stall. He turned around and was about to walk towards Kate, but found that the position she was standing was empty.
His brows frowned instantly, his eyes swept around and soon captured Kate's back - she was walking quickly towards the corner of the street, her movements were hasty and focused.
Lynn's eyes became sharp in an instant. He threw down the ice cream in his hand and followed quickly.
Kate, what are you doing?
Kate followed the goal carefully, trying to keep his figure hidden in the crowd. She saw the man walking into a remote alley, and her movements became even more nervous, and she looked back from time to time.
Kate stopped at the entrance of the alley, hesitated for a second, but finally stepped inside.
The alley was dim and the air was filled with a damp musty smell. The footsteps of the target echoed clearly in the narrow alley, but soon, the sound stopped.
Kate held his breath, pressed his body against the wall beside him, and secretly poked his head out to look.
The man stopped at the end of the alley, as if he was making a phone call. His voice was low, with a hurried look: "...I've left as planned... No, I won't go back... These reporters and police are staring at it... It's impossible to be safe..."
Kate tried to hear every word clearly, but suddenly, a slight sound of footsteps came from behind her.
"Kate." Lynn's voice was low but cold, coming from behind her.
Kate was startled and turned around suddenly, seeing Lynn's cold face. His hands were placed at his waist, and he had obviously held the gun.
"What are you doing?" Lin Neng asked in a low voice, his eyes filled with unquestionable questions.
Kate was about to explain, but was interrupted by the target's movement - the man obviously noticed the movement, turned around suddenly, and glanced around in the dim alley. The moment he saw Kate and Lynn, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, and then ran away.
"Bastard!" Lin En cursed in a low voice, and without hesitation, he pulled out his gun and chased after him.
"Linn!" Kate shouted, but Linn had disappeared at the end of the alley.
Kate hesitated for a second, then chased after him.
The pursuit in the alley is like a battle. The target was obviously familiar with this area, and he flexibly shuttled between narrow passages, jumping onto the walls or climbing over obstacles from time to time. Lin En followed closely behind, his steps were steady and fast, not at all thrown away by the other party.
"Stop!" Lin En shouted in a low voice, a sense of oppression in his voice.
The man glanced back, a ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly took out a knife from his pocket and threw it at Lin En.
The blade slashed through the air, and Lin Neng quickly dodged sideways, and the knife brushed his shoulders, leaving a hole in his coat. Instead of stopping, he approached the target faster.
At this moment, the target suddenly climbed over a low wall, and Lin En followed closely and landed steadily.
The two rushed out of the alley and entered an abandoned factory area. The place is empty and messy, full of damaged equipment and debris, becoming a complex chase field.
Lynn's eyes locked in the target, but just as he was about to approach, the target suddenly pulled out a pistol from behind the abandoned box and pointed it at Lynn.
"Don't come here!" the man roared, his tone full of horror and despair.
Lynn stopped, raised his hands, his expression chillingly calm.
"Put down the gun." Lynn's voice was low and powerful, like an invisible oppression.
"Don't force me!" The target's hand was trembling, obviously not good at using weapons. "I just want to leave! Don't force me to do stupid things!"
Lynn's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he took a step forward slowly, "You have done something stupid, and now your only option is to put down your gun and follow me."
The target's eyes were filled with fear, his fingers trembled on the trigger, but just as he was hesitating, a clear sound of footsteps came from the side.
"Lynn!" Kate's voice sounded from a distance.
Lynn's eyes instantly became even more sharp, and he shouted loudly: "Kate, don't come here!"
The target was distracted by Kate's voice. Lynn grabbed the moment, took a quick move, rushed forward with a quick step, grabbed the opponent's gun with precise movements, and crushed him to the ground.
The target struggled on the ground, but Lynn held him hard and locked him up with his handcuffs.
Kate ran to them and looked at the scene in amazement, "You... why did you catch him so quickly?"
Lynn stood up, pulled his coat that was cut by a knife, and looked at Kate coldly, "Because you shouted, I almost got shot."