Volume 1: First Arrival Chapter 013 Malicious Injury
squeak!
Kirk stepped on the brakes to the floor and glanced with a depressed look at the car that stopped at the red light in front of him, and Adrian's car that was gradually disappearing in the traffic on the opposite side of the intersection, and then was obscured by the criss-crossing traffic in front and could no longer be seen.
Although it is now the end of the morning rush hour, the congested traffic in big cities is still the biggest obstacle to tailing and stalking, and it is impossible to get close at all; if you keep a little distance, the uncertainty of the traffic lights will tie your hands and feet, and you will have to watch the target drive away.
He let out a long breath, and the brief depression disappeared in an instant , because Kirk was fully prepared mentally that this matter required patience.
Besides, it’s not over yet.
Judging from the timeline, Adrian had just come to work and didn't even have time to drink a sip of water when he came out again. There are many possibilities, such as new clues appearing in the case he was investigating; another possibility is that he took over a new case and needed to rush to the scene immediately.
Kirk's brain began to work rapidly -
The red light turns green.
Kirk continued driving in the direction Adrian had just been heading, glancing at the in-car navigation to observe his location.
Perhaps, in the actual process of action, he lacks some sense of direction; but he is good at paper theory, and it is not difficult for him to analyze maps on paper.
His own location, the direction Adrian was heading, and the cases at the 911 dispatch center during the past period of time. Different pieces of information intertwined and collided with each other.
151 West 34th Street .
That was most likely Adrian's destination.
It doesn’t matter if you guess wrong. Just go back to One Police Plaza and continue waiting to see if you can find an opportunity to get close during lunch.
In the blink of an eye, the destination appeared in front of us:
Macy's flagship store in New York.
The traffic at the intersection was a little chaotic but not too bad. At a glance, you could see three patrol cars parked diagonally on the side of the road. There were traffic police on the scene helping to maintain traffic order. People could be seen leaving one after another, but there was no yellow cordon at the door.
In other words, the department store is still operating normally?
Kirk found the entrance to the underground parking lot and encountered no obstruction. He was not sure whether a large number of customers had left or the holiday shopping peak had not yet arrived. He found a parking space very smoothly, then took the elevator, walking alone like a ghost, and pressed the button for the sixth floor.
Just as he was thinking about the scene upstairs, the elevator door opened with a ding. Kirk looked up at the sign in surprise:
First floor.
Soon after, someone entered the elevator; afterwards, the elevator stopped at the second floor, the third floor, and each floor. In a blink of an eye, the elevator was already packed.
Suddenly, there was an illusion that this was just an ordinary Easter weekend. A huge crowd of people rushed into Macy's for last-minute shopping. Kirk, who was confused and full of questions, was also caught up in this wave and stood pitifully in the corner, which was completely different from the parking lot.
But if you listen carefully, you will find that this is not the case.
"I heard it was a murder of passion. Two women fought over a man."
"Why did I hear that it was a life-and-death duel between two men for a woman?"
"The scene was extremely bloody, as if the intestines were coming out."
"Someone heard gunshots!"
"It seems like a man just saved a child and ran away from the scene. It was like 'Die Hard' all over again."
"No, I came here because I heard there was a movie being filmed here."
There was a lot of chattering.
Different voices and tones were all discussing the same thing. They waited for the elevator to reach the sixth floor and swarmed out, allowing Kirk to experience the majesty of the spectators up close. Macy's did not make the decision to close the store, and it was difficult to judge whether it was good or bad.
Kirk followed the crowd out of the elevator, and the furniture area on the sixth floor was laid out before him.
Three layers inside and three layers outside.
Kirk couldn't help but confirm again that this was the furniture area.
Obviously, the furniture area is not a popular shopping place during Easter, and the bustling crowd in front of us are probably here to watch the excitement.
The crowds who were shopping during the holidays did not disperse because of the injury incident. Instead, they continued to move closer, filling the place up. The exploring, curious, and gossiping eyes were filled with a mixed feeling of excitement and sadness, and some even couldn't help but stand on tiptoe to try to get closer.
Among them, you can also see many young people taking out their mobile phones and starting to take pictures.
If you think about it, if it was a shooting, the scene should have been cleared long ago, because gunshots are intimidating and oppressive.
But now, the crowd is not feeling the impact, but is getting adrenaline rush from plasma, death, gossip and other factors.
Judging from this detail, guns should not be involved in the case.
So, the next step should be that you will be able to see countless stories of first-hand experiences at crime scenes on social networks.
Looking through the surging crowd, searching for order amidst the chaos, one can soon see that the area within sight is divided into two areas.
In the left area, there is a group of scattered policemen, questioning the eyewitness testimonies of the onlookers one by one. The yellow cordon can be vaguely seen fluttering.
In the right corner, there was an anxious and depressing atmosphere. A few security guards were standing here and there, blocking the people coming and going. But it was obvious that passers-by were not interested in this place. They just glanced at it and continued to move forward, following . The corner was quite quiet.
After taking a quick look at the overall situation, Kirk also started towards the left area, following the flow of the crowd, and approached in the blink of an eye.
There was a cordon ahead, and a uniformed policeman stood inside the cordon, looking at the crowd in front of him with a stern expression, like a door god.
The crowd stopped in front of the cordon. No one crossed the line easily, but Kirk did not stop.
Wearing a suit and tie, he looks calm and composed.
Kirk walked up to the cordon, opened his suit jacket, and simply displayed the "police badge" on his waist. However, he did not rush to try to get away with it. Instead, he signaled the uniformed policeman with his eyes. The confidence and steadiness he exuded from the inside out was very convincing.
The uniformed police were about to stop Kirk, but after seeing this series of actions, they did not ask any questions and took the initiative to help set up a cordon, allowing Kirk to pass.
Kirk nodded slightly in thanks and walked towards the crime scene without hesitation.
To be precise, he should be walking towards Adrian——
The person in front of him was Adrian, who was swallowed up and then spit out by the morning rush hour traffic.
As Kirk expected, Adrian received the case and went out. Although the surveillance failed, Kirk still successfully caught up with him.
Kirk stopped five steps away from Adrian. Judging from the scene in front of him, Adrian should have asked the patrol officer about the situation at the scene. Now he was observing the crime scene himself to collect clues and make a preliminary judgment.
However, the harvest was not great.
I could feel Adrian's irritation from a distance.
Maybe, this is Kirk's chance?
