...

Although everyone basically knew that Passionfruit was already dead, quite a few viewers impulsively sent various gifts, with comments like "If it weren't for the helicopter, he'd have gotten away" and "Hope the streamer successfully escapes" flooding the screen.

Mr. York was so infuriated he nearly had a stroke, and turned around to shout at the dispatcher:

"Contact the Brooklyn Branch immediately and send more patrol units to continue the pursuit!"

After entering the Brooklyn District.

Gu Ji accelerated all the way, even though the car was already battered, it smoothly overtook several sedans in front, accelerating rapidly. Upon seeing a police car at the intersection ahead, he immediately changed direction.

While turning, he kept staring at the map on the dashboard.

"No time to reach the Brooklyn Center District, need to quickly avoid the helicopter!"

Gu Ji squinted his eyes.

Under the surveillance of the helicopter's bird's-eye view, if he kept dragging on, once the Brooklyn Branch and the Queens District Branch converged to encircle him, he'd be completely trapped.

The mall's underground parking lot!

This was the fastest way he could think of to shake off the helicopter, which is rather amusing as it was his usual tactic while playing "GTA", using buildings to avoid helicopter chases to lose stars.

After making four or five consecutive traffic light turns, a large mall finally appeared ahead, and Gu Ji rushed through the barrier without hesitation.

With a loud "bang", the iron barrier was shattered by his force, the windshield thoroughly cracked like a spider web, but at least he successfully charged into the entrance of the underground parking lot, and the yellow cab finally disappeared from the helicopter's view.

[666, really shook off the helicopter?]

[That was exhilarating to watch!]

[This could only happen in the United States, back home a traffic jam would trap him!]

[Oh no, boohoo, can't watch the streamer's moves now!]

[Dodging the helicopter is just the first step, soon the police will surround the entire mall, right?]

...

Underground parking lot.

Gu Ji recklessly crashed around, parked in a corner on the second level, and was just about to unbuckle his seatbelt and get out of the car when he noticed a patch of blood-red on his right ribs.

"Hiss…"

The searing pain instantly shot up to his head, causing his blood pressure to soar, and his eyeballs were engorged with blood.

"Must've been hit by a stray bullet while escaping from the highway exit just now..."

The portrayal of car doors blocking bullets in TV shows is completely false, as in reality, except for the engine and wheel hubs, which can block bullets, the rest of the car is just a thin layer of metal, unable to withstand bullet power.

There was no choice, this was already the limit of what Gu Ji could accomplish.

Without any assistance and with his position actively leaked by the bomber, Gu Ji single-handedly took on the entire precinct's police blockade.

If it weren't for relying on the bits of special driving memory from his cruise checkpoint and the experience of controlling turrets and planes in the BASF World War II checkpoint, he would've been taken down in the first intercept.

Grimacing through the pain, Gu Ji removed the seatbelt, disregarding the bloodstains, and didn't even have time to tend to his injuries, hurriedly grabbing his streaming phone and map, and opened the car door to flee.

Clutching his wound, Gu Ji could vaguely feel a hard lump wedged in his rib fracture.

The bullet's power was significantly reduced after going through the car metal and seats, apparently not penetrating into his organs.

He adjusted his cap brim low, pretending to be calm as he entered the elevator.

Upon reaching the first floor, he initially intended to walk out of the mall with the crowd, but didn't anticipate how quickly the police reacted, as patrol cars had already reached the mall entrance, with a female officer quickly running down to prepare to seal off the entrance.

Gu Ji knew that news media helicopters must have captured his clothing through the side window.

Even if they didn't, they would certainly get details from the cab driver.

He couldn't risk going out now!

Once discovered, injured as he was, he wouldn't stand any chance of resistance.

Therefore, instinctively following the quick reaction mechanism, he turned to follow alongside a middle-aged American woman, using her as cover to walk further into the mall.

Midway, a nearby supermarket caught his attention.

Gu Ji changed course once again into the supermarket, looking for medical supplies like gauze and alcohol for quick wound treatment, and spare clothing.

Meanwhile, the patrol cars had already advanced into the underground parking lot.

Nevia pressed her intercom: "Reporting to the chief, we've followed the target to the mall, the suspect has abandoned the car, there's blood on the seat, suspect is injured, we're extracting fingerprints and blood, the Brooklyn Branch has dispatched more personnel to seal off the surrounding area, and the Counter-Terrorism Bureau's Major Emergency Command and Quick Reaction Mechanism are en route…"

"Good, this time we must not let the suspect escape!"

In the command center, York was glaring at the streaming bullet screen on the tablet, his eyes ablaze with irrepressible anger, "How's the Bureau on handling his location, still can't pin it down?"

"We're doing our best, Chief."

The bespectacled tech guy shook his head wearily, "This level of encryption likely needs to be reported to the National Cyber Security Center for an expert decryption!"

"What about the live stream? Can't even shut down the live stream?!"

"Temporarily nothing can be done; Tik's backend live stream permission is completely locked down. If forcibly cut off, we'd have to shut down the main server, causing major platform data loss. Currently, the Public Communications Office is in further negotiation."

"These damn businessmen, I really want to kick their butts, can't they see what a mess the public opinion is in right now!!"

York roared with irrepressible fury, his voice rumbling like thunder.

FBI New York Field Office.

A woman with short blonde hair and a fiery figure was sitting in the office focused on processing documents, appearing to be around thirty, with the typical blonde hair and green eyes, and sharp facial features, dressed in a black business suit.

A stocky man with brown short hair and a square head was by her side.

Suddenly, the door swung open.

A slightly overweight middle-aged Caucasian agent hurriedly entered, holding a document and said: "Jillian, Jamie, perhaps we've found the lead you needed!"

The document title read: "The 9.8 New York Subway Live Broadcast Explosion Case"!

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