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Chapter 26: The Good Show Begins

Guilty Hunter reappears?

George was stunned for a moment!

At the same time...

He felt a bit incredulous.

Why is it Locke's car again?

Wrong.

This time, even Locke was kidnapped. What kind of fate is this?

It's absurd!

Fifteen minutes later, the security captain in charge of the Xingchen Building frowned as he looked at Sheriff George Stacy, who was fully armored, and said solemnly, "Sheriff, there's something strange."

"Speak!"

"We found surveillance footage showing him taking Mr. Broughton down from the elevator, but there's no footage of how he got in."

The security captain spoke deeply, "No one can enter the building without us noticing!"

George, walking towards the monitoring room, stopped upon hearing this and looked at the experienced SEAL. "The day before yesterday, he also drove the car out secretly without alerting you."

Security Captain: "..."

Alright, this is true.

But...

After the incident the day before yesterday, the security captain ran a series of simulations to find the loopholes in their security. Despite the simulations, he couldn't figure out how someone could sneak into the Xingchen Building undetected.

Please, the residents in this building are wealthy, and the security measures are naturally top-notch.

And also...

There are many cars in the garage more expensive than the Audi R8. Why target the Audi R8 twice in a row?

Could it be that Audi specifically hired this guy to create big events and help advertise with the slogan "The Killer's Designated Car"?

Isn't this nonsense?

In the monitoring room.

Since the car theft incident the day before yesterday, the security company worked overtime to successfully install the monitoring.

"Look!"

A security guard pointed to the monitor. "It's coming out soon."

George looked intently.

On the monitor, as the elevator door opened in the underground garage, a man with sunglasses walked out of the elevator with a gun pointed at Locke, whose hands were raised.

Locke seemed a little excited and speechless, saying something.

The man with sunglasses behind him was expressionless, bringing Locke to the Audi R8. Then, he moved in front of Locke and opened his right hand.

Locke's lips moved again, and he took out the key with a helpless expression.

After...

The man in sunglasses opened the trunk, pointed the gun at Locke, and gestured to the trunk.

Locke turned and ran.

Then...

After Locke fainted gracefully, he was thrown into the trunk by the man with sunglasses.

George said in a deep voice, "Send this surveillance to the bureau and let the lip-reading experts interpret it."

"No need."

"What?"

A security guard stood up and said, "Our surveillance can record voices."

George looked at the monitor, which only had pictures and no sound.

The security team walked over and adjusted it. "What's going on? The guy on duty last night was assigned to watch the movie again, and the sound was turned off."

George: "..."

After the security team pulled the sound, suddenly there was audio on the screen.

"Brother, please, if you like the Audi R8, I'll give you money. Why don't you buy one yourself?"

This was Locke's plea when he walked out of the elevator with a gun pointed at by the man in sunglasses.

"Didn't you drive my Audi R8 last time? Why didn't you need my car key then?"

This was what Locke said when the man with sunglasses stretched out his hand.

"A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!"

This was what Locke said when the man with sunglasses asked him to lie down in the trunk, and Locke turned and ran. After saying this, Locke was knocked out gracefully and then thrown into the trunk.

The man in sunglasses didn't say a word from beginning to end.

But...

The silver gun in the hands of the man with sunglasses left a deep impression on George.

After all, George was once pointed at by this gun.

"Dad!"

"Dad!"

George came back to his senses and turned to see Gwen shouting loudly outside the monitoring room.

"Why did you come here?"

"Have you found him?"

George looked at his nervous daughter and shook his head. "Don't worry, this guy never kills innocent people. Locke might just be... unlucky."

For some reason, George suddenly agreed with what his wife Helen said.

Fortunately, it was the Guilty Hunter who kidnapped Locke.

If it were another killer or kidnapper, George wouldn't be able to say this.

But...

Locke is really unlucky.

Yesterday, when he got home, Gwen mentioned that Locke had just put a license plate on his car that afternoon.

And now it's stolen again?

While thinking, George comforted his daughter. "Don't worry. Luckily, Locke is clever and found a way to inform you. Inspector Beckett is outside..."

As he was speaking, the police walkie-talkie on George's chest rang.

With the sound of the wind, a police officer with good eyesight was hovering over the Brooklyn neighborhood. His eyes lit up, and he pointed to a speeding car on the street, signaling the driver to follow while opening the intercom. "Report, the missing vehicle is heading down 23rd Street to 45th Street in Brooklyn. Confirm the license plate LKNB. Repeat, confirm the license plate LKNB!"

George's eyes lit up. "It's him! Notify the nearby police to stop it immediately!"

"Clear!"

"Received."

"Clear!"

In an instant, replies from the walkie-talkie poured in like a tide.

George breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing this, Gwen couldn't help but pat her chest. "Locke..."

George hugged Gwen. "Don't worry, we will rescue Locke. You go to school first."

Gwen shook her head. "No, Dad. I'm going with you."

"No!"

"Locke is my friend."

"No!"

What a joke.

George decisively rejected his daughter's request. "Although the Guilty Hunter doesn't kill innocents, he is still a criminal, and this time, he is a cornered criminal."

The Guilty Hunter never kills innocents.

But...

George had met the Guilty Hunter face to face. Although he didn't see his eyes, George could tell from his tone that if someone stood in his way, he would shoot without hesitation.

While talking, George explained to a police officer next to him. Then, with a wave of his hand, he involved a lot of police force and drove towards Brooklyn.

At the same time!

The textile factory wasn't far away.

Locke looked up.