NovelEnglishChapter 1479
The two men looked at each other with a relieved expression.
Luther's voice was even colder, "Besides, you are no match for me." He said, he threw hard, and the man he had just pinned down,
was flung away by him and crashed heavily into the man who was coming in at the door.
The two men fell in a heap, all wounded.
And Luther had already picked up the papers Mr. Moore had given him, as well as his own cell phone at the door. He paused, his
eyes flashing slightly, and took Mr. Moore's cell phone with him by the way.
Then, stepped over them.
Two subordinates, looking at the interior of the fallen Mr. Moore, clearly Luther did not have a gun, the window has broken,
indicating that the bullet cin from the outside.
There was fear in all their eyes. How is it possible? It was clear that they had all checked the neighborhood and there was no
external deployment at all.
Where's the sniper?
Unless it comes from very far away.
Is it possible? Is there such a sniper master now?
But apparently, there really was, and Mr. Moore was dead. The sniper's gun was probably aimed right at them.
The two men looked at each other once again, forget it, the director was dead, what was the need for them to fight for their lives?
What's more, Luther had left a lot of cash for them.
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They watched Luther leave and go down the fire stairs, and they didn't stop again.
Immediately after Luther left, he returned to his car and drove out sdistance before calling Cecelia.
"Mom, I've left."
Cecelia put down her sniper rifle, "Okay, you pickup under the TV tower."
"Hmm." Luther responded and hung up.
He drove to the bottom of the TV tower, where Cecelia had already packed her equipment and was waiting for him.
As soon as he saw his car arrive, he hurriedly opened the door and sat in it.
Luther drove away.
On the way, he handed Cecelia the material given by Mr. Moore , "Sure enough, he's backtracked. You were not wrong in your
expectations."
He turned his head slightly, "Mom, thank you for tonight."
Cecelia turned on her headlights and flipped through the material, "Family, how can you talk about family."
"Mr. Moore was clearly perfunctory, he was too shady and wanted both the money and my life." Luther smashed the steering wheel
in anger, in fact, he was most angry that did not get the information about Anderson.
Joyce must be very anxious, and so is he. But right now, Mr. Moore is dead.
They couldn't even find a breakthrough.
What should | do next?
"These materials, not all of them are useless. I'll go back and study it." Cecelia flipped to sinformation and her eyes lit up.
"I'll give you a ride back to the Military Staff House," Luther said.
"No, I'm coming with you to the Special Investigation Unit. joyce has been at the Special Investigation Unit tonight, right?" Cecelia
asked.
"Hmm." Luther responded.
"How are you going to explain to her about Mr. Moore? The Special Investigation Unit will soon know about Mr. Moore's death."
Cecelia asked, her head bowed.
Luther, "..."
Indeed, Joyce would have blamed him if she had known that he had gone to see Mr. Moore alone, without even Karl's knowledge,
and had dragged Cecelia down with him.
He really hadn't thought about how to explain it.
Cecelia smiled, "So, letexplain."
Luther smiled awkwardly, "Thanks Mom."
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