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    Chapter 367: The Fastest Response in New York Police Department History, The Real Battle Begins

    At this moment.

    The live footage from the surveillance video made An Quan’s eyes widen instantly. He blurted out almost instinctively.

    “Xiao Ming.”

    “They’re really going to blow up Queen’s Casino too!”

    An Quan’s exclamation immediately drew the attention of everyone else in the conference room.

    Without a moment’s hesitation, the others quickly gathered behind An Quan to closely examine the current situation at Queen’s Casino.

    On screen.

    The explosion at Queen’s Casino was still ongoing. Debris from the buildings had already begun flying in all directions. Tourists and staff who had been nearby were now scattering in panic, each scrambling to find cover.

    Thick black smoke billowed from the casino. The ten-story luxury complex was visibly starting to tilt.

    Though the explosion hadn’t yet ended, the final outcome already seemed inevitable.

    Standing nearby, Bai Yu stared at the increasingly slanted Queen’s Casino and spoke with a deep frown.

    “It’s going down.”

    As soon as he finished speaking.

    The ten-story structure, lavishly decorated and housing both casino and hotel, collapsed with a thunderous crash like a tower of blocks with its foundation yanked out.

    Boom!

    Dust filled the air, black smoke layered the sky, and debris from the building scattered dozens of meters in every direction.

    Although the live surveillance feed had no audio, the scene alone was enough for everyone present to imagine the terrifying sound of the building crashing down.

    The impact and scale of this incident were far greater than when Knight Bar was burned down.

    Even though a false fire alarm had been triggered in advance to evacuate guests and staff, the scene unfolding now was no different from a full-blown terrorist attack. It was enough to make headlines across the United States.

    Watching the footage, Xu Changsheng couldn’t help but suck in a breath of cold air and exclaim sincerely.

    “They really blew it up without hesitation.”

    “The unique freedom in the United States has become a haven for these ruthless criminals. They’ll go as far as this just to erase their tracks.”

    “They truly don’t fear causing even more serious consequences, or even being classified as a terrorist organization.”

    Compared to Xu Changsheng’s shock, Lin Tian’s expression remained relatively calm. After all, when they were pursuing Qiang Wei earlier, the heavy off-road vehicle driven by Bomber had been packed with high-powered explosives.

    If Su Ming hadn’t dug Qiang Wei out in time, something like this—destroying an entire building just to eliminate evidence—might have already happened at Red Rose Beauty Salon.

    Now that it had happened, they had to act quickly. Lin Tian turned to Su Ming and said,

    “Xiao Ming.”

    “We need to get to Queen’s Casino right away.”

    “Even though most of the clues and evidence inside were likely destroyed, there might still be something left behind that could help with our next steps.”

    Su Ming nodded, then looked up at the others around him and said without hesitation,

    “I’ll go with Chief Lin, Brother Sheng, and Chief Liu.”

    “The rest of you stay here and keep digging for clues. Focus especially on reviewing the Sky Eye surveillance around Queen’s Casino. See if we can spot any traces of K or other Poker Organization members.”

    “Time is critical. Move out immediately.”

    With that, Su Ming took the lead, grabbing the necessary forensic tools and walking out of the conference room.

    He hadn’t gone far when he spotted Liu Yang and Chief Walker sitting in chairs, chatting over coffee like old friends. He waved and called out without hesitation.

    “Chief Liu, we’ve got a mission.”

    “Queen’s Casino was blown up by K. We need to get there right away and assess the situation.”

    “Oh, and bring Chief Walker too. Some things will be easier to handle with him present.”

    Hearing this, Liu Yang, who had been discussing the challenges of police work with Chief Walker, immediately stood up. He tossed the two cups of coffee into the trash and grabbed Chief Walker by the arm, saying quickly,

    “Go, go!”

    “Big mission, big mission!”

    Chief Walker, still clueless about what was going on, looked completely bewildered as Liu Yang pulled him up.

    But then his phone rang urgently in his pocket.

    He pulled it out and answered.

    Three seconds later, Chief Walker’s expression changed drastically. He shoved the phone back into his pocket and, despite his still-swollen face, ran forward with his large belly bouncing.

    It was clear that, as the head of the New York Police Department, he had just received a report from his subordinates. Or rather… the NYPD’s phone lines were already being flooded.

    Dozens of calls were coming in every second, all reporting the explosion at Queen’s Casino.

    Given the lasting trauma of the 9/11 attacks—especially since they had occurred in New York—such a sudden and violent explosion made every American who saw it fear that another terrorist attack was unfolding.

    When Su Ming reached the front of the police station, he saw that the convoy that had brought them earlier was still waiting. Without hesitation, he opened the front passenger door.

    Once Xu Changsheng and Lin Tian were seated in the back, Su Ming pointed forward with a serious expression.

    “Queen’s Casino.”

    “Drive there as fast as you can.”

    The next second, the engine roared to life, and the expensive Mercedes van sped off toward Queen’s Casino.

    Just seconds after the van left the NYPD headquarters, several Chevrolet police cruisers with flashing lights and sirens followed close behind, racing in the same direction.

    Chief Walker floored the gas pedal in the lead vehicle, with Liu Yang riding shotgun.

    It was no exaggeration to say this was the fastest emergency response in New York Police Department history.

    …

    Inside the president’s office of Morgan Tower on Wall Street.

    Old Morgan stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying the bustling scene on Wall Street, watching the crowds of people hurrying by with briefcases in hand.

    Even though he had already brought in help from the Dragon Country police, he still felt an unshakable heaviness in his heart. Whenever he relaxed for even a moment, the image of Little Morgan being brutally killed would resurface vividly in his mind.

    Old Morgan sighed quietly and was just about to begin working when a sudden knock came at the door.

    “Come in.”

    With his permission, a sharply dressed secretary entered the office, head bowed respectfully and face solemn.

    “President.”

    “We just received word… Chief Su Ming and his team are currently en route to Queen’s Casino in Queens, in the vehicle we arranged for them.”

    “Queen’s Casino?” Old Morgan raised an eyebrow at the name but didn’t turn around. He continued asking,

    “What are they going there for? Did Chief Su Ming discover something?”

    Without any hesitation, the secretary quickly replied.

    “I just saw a news report. It said… there was a massive explosion at Queen’s Casino. The entire casino was blown to pieces…”


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