The lawyer immediately said, "I'm asking for my client to be bailed out immediately …"
Jack got up and left. "He's a suspect in multiple murder cases and can't be bailed out. If you have the ability, get the chief to order the prisoner. Otherwise, you can leave."
The lawyer was helpless.
He could prevent Johnny from giving an unfavorable statement to the police, but he couldn't bail Johnny out.
The bar massacre this time had caused too much of a ruckus, and almost twenty people had died. It wasn't something that could be handled casually, and even a big lawyer wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
Jack went to the break room and poured himself a cup of coffee.
It wasn't long before his deputy, Edward, returned.
Jack asked, "How did it go?"
Edward chuckled. "I locked him up in the big room. The big star seems scared."
Jack smiled. "He's got guts for daring to pull stunts, but that doesn't mean he's not afraid of those scum."
Edward asked, "Do we need to keep an eye on him?"
Jack said, "No need. Let him enjoy this night first. If it's too short, the effect won't be obvious. We'll just let those scum torture him enough, and he won't be able to keep his mouth shut tomorrow. "
At that point, both Jack and Edward looked like they had victory in their hands.
Not far away, in a 24-hour fast food restaurant outside the police department, Luke smacked his lips and took a leisurely sip of coffee. "Well … nothing big will happen, right?"
He had just sent a mini drone into the police station to monitor the movements in the interrogation room.
He wasn't worried about Johnny, but about Ghost Rider suddenly appearing and using the Penance Eye on Jack and the other police officers.
There weren't many police officers in America who dared say they hadn't done anything immoral.
Jack was no exception.
His method of locking Johnny up in the big detention room just now wasn't clean.
But none of the detectives in the Major Crimes Division were clean. Luke had used a gun loaded with training bullets to lure suspects, so he wasn't qualified to condemn Jack.
Looking at the hooligans surrounding Johnny, Luke thought for a moment, but didn't do anything.
Most of these hooligans were unrepentant, and it wouldn't be wrong for them to die.
Johnny tried his best to resist the hooligans' attacks, hoping that they would give up on dealing with him.
He wasn't afraid of being beaten up by these hooligans. It was already common for him to feel like his bones were about to shatter when he fell from a speeding car.
He was afraid that Ghost Rider would suddenly emerge.
There were surveillance cameras in the detention room. Once Ghost Rider came out, wouldn't everything be captured clearly?
Therefore, as soon as he entered the police station, he immediately found a lawyer to bail him out.
If he did a gorgeous transformation in the police station, there would be a lot of fun.
Unfortunately, Johnny's resistance was futile.
These hooligans were basically not good people.
Only a big kid opened his mouth and tried to stop these people, but he was slapped to the side by a gangster.
The scoundrel grinned hideously as he beat up Johnny on the ground and yelled crazily, "I bet a hundred dollars that you'd smash your head. In the end, you fell out of the car, and nothing happened to you. You made me lose a lot of money. I'm going to beat your brains out today! "
Luke's lips twitched. That was courting death!
Serves you right for being unlucky! He actually wanted to beat Ghost Rider's brains out.
Putting everything else aside, did Ghost Rider's skull have brain matter in it? That was a problem.
But these hooligans clearly didn't have a chance to verify this guess.
Surrounded by a bunch of people, Johnny, who was pressed to the ground and beaten up, suddenly screamed. It no longer sounded like a human, but Ghost Rider's strange and terrifying roar.
Sparks suddenly appeared and exploded.
Bang!
A bunch of hooligans were blown away, and Ghost Rider, covered in flames, suddenly stood up and roared.
Luke shrugged when he saw that. He packed up his things and left the fast food restaurant. He walked into an alley and got on his Triumph motorcycle.
…
On the other side, Jack and Edward were driving in the police department's underground parking lot.
Edward drove the car to the exit and asked, "What time should I pick you up tomorrow morning?"
Jack said, "Nine. Not too early. Let that big star suffer a little more, and it'll be easier to interrogate him later."
Edward smiled. "This guy must be having a 'good time' right now."
Jack smiled. "Then I can only wish him a good night. Let's go back and get a good night's sleep."
As they spoke, the car drove out of the underground exit.
Suddenly, there was a roar from the underground parking lot. Jack frowned. "What's that sound?"
It didn't sound like a police car or a patrol motorcycle. It sounded like an engine, but it was accompanied by a loud explosion.
Edward was about to say something, when the explosion quickly approached, and a strange object burning with raging flames sped out from the depths of the garage.
They had just caught a rough glimpse of the thing in the rearview mirror when it leapt from behind their car and jumped over them.
The moment it landed, there was a loud noise from the exhaust pipe behind its butt.
Bang!
In the car, Jack and Edward screamed in horror, their arms covering their faces as they ducked down.
Crack!
The bulletproof glass on the front windshield shattered and was covered in a layer of black smoke particles, making it look like the bottom of a pot.
This thing seemed very pleased with itself, and even shook its handsome butt.
At that moment, there was a whistle, and the thing immediately abandoned Jack and Edward as it charged at the police department entrance.
Jack and Edward crawled out of the car, guns still in their hands, and looked in the direction that the strange thing had left.
At that moment, they could clearly see what had destroyed the front windshield of their car.
It was a skeleton tank that was burning with raging flames — and it wasn't being driven!
Just as they were looking at the flaming skeleton chariot, a flaming skeleton knight swaggered out of the police station's entrance and boarded the skeleton chariot.
The knight's skull wrapped in the flame seed seemed to be staring at the two of them with its two pitch-black eye sockets. Its lower jaw cracked open, letting out a weird sound, as if it was laughing at the two of them.
Then, the skeleton tank instantly sped up and disappeared at the end of the street, leaving only a long line of fire behind to prove that it had indeed been here.
Jack and Edward looked at each other in dismay, before they ran into the police department.
On the other side, Luke followed the line of fire with ease, and in less than ten minutes, he arrived at a familiar place — a cemetery.
This was the cemetery that Johnny had last visited last night.
He didn't continue approaching, but connected to the surveillance feed of the mini drone and watched the conversation between the two people in the chapel.
Johnny was asking the old man about the whereabouts of the San Venganza contract. This strange old man had talked to him about this in the morning, and definitely knew more than Luke did.
On the phone.
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