Chapter 123 Farewell, Mr. Williams
However, for some reason, York always felt that the atmosphere was very solemn.

At this moment, the voice of the female dispatcher from the dispatch center rang out in the car, as if following the solemnity in the air.

"10-L-11, Code 2-HIGH (priority, lights or sirens required), Code 246 (Residential Shootings), East 39th Street, Waltz, caller reports hearing what appeared to be several gunshots."

When the alarm sounded, York's heart became as heavy as the heavy air.

Because the address in this police report is exactly the area where Mr. Williams is located.

And he was driving on 39th Street.

Inexplicably recalling that Mr. Williams' voice was different from usual, without any fluctuations, Yorks took a deep breath and picked up the intercom to reply.

"10-L-11, received, on our way to investigate."

Officer York put down the walkie-talkie and turned on the police lights on the police car.

Compared to the direct reminder and warning of sirens, which would make the prisoners panic, in this kind of situation, he prefers to turn on the police lights to let people nearby know that the police are coming.

He slowly stepped on the accelerator, and the York taxi, which was already approaching, soon reached its destination.

As soon as he passed the intersection, York discovered that several residents of Mr. Williams' apartment building had appeared.

They stood outside on the sidewalk with their mouths covered and faces full of fear, as if they had discovered something in the open space in front of the apartment.

Seeing this, York's heart sank suddenly.

This whole scene shows that the protagonist of this suspected shooting case is Mr. Williams.

"No way?"

York drove the police car over and directly behind these people.

Report the situation into the intercom.

"10-L-11, calling dispatch, Code 6-A (Leaving the vehicle to investigate, attention required from nearby units)"

Dispatch Center: "Received! Notifying nearby units."

After unbuckling his seat belt, York quickly got out of the car.

"police officer……"

These people came back to their senses.

At the same time, after getting off the car, Yorks finally discovered what these people had seen and what they were afraid of.

I saw a body lying in a pool of blood outside the apartment.

It is so clear under the dim light of the street lamps.

The blood flowed from the corpse like running water from a spring, and it was obvious that the incident had just happened not long ago.

York immediately pulled out the police's service pistol, the Beretta 92FS, and waved his hand to ask the residents who were still there to leave.

"Leave now! Don't stay here."

After giving the order, York looked vigilantly at the apartment building in front of him that was plunged into darkness. He walked quickly towards the corpse while holding the intercom:
“10-L-11，代号187（Homicide-凶杀）华尔兹东部39号街687号公寓外发现一具尸体，请求增援。”

Dispatch Center: “Received.”

Listening to the report from the walkie-talkie, York had already walked to the body.

A bullet hole was clearly visible on the chest of the body lying on its back.

The murderer stood in front of the apartment door and fired accurately, killing the victim with one shot.

And most importantly, the body looked familiar to York.

A memory emerges.

It was the group of underage children who were found outside the apartment building that night after the police received a report about Mr. Williams.

Even York still remembered this guy's name: Zelos.

He was the first one to speak that night.

He still remembered the other person's indifferent look, full of vigor and vitality, and the lawless feeling of a young man. But now he was lying here with no breath of life.

York assumed a CARS tactical gun-holding posture and advanced toward the apartment.

At this moment, although he knew that it might have been done by Mr. Williams, and he also knew that Mr. Williams probably would not do anything to him, he still had to remain vigilant.

Yorks explored into the apartment building while being alert to everything.

The strategy has always been to maintain the corner-cutting strategy and explore forward.

On the second floor, he found another body lying on the stairs.

That same night, one of the kids.

The only difference between him and the dead Zelos outside was that the body lying on the steps had a gun in its hand.

The P17 pistol fires 0.22 LR bullet and has a magazine capacity of 17 rounds.

The total length of the gun is 169mm, the barrel length is 100mm, and the total height of the gun is 135mm.

The recoil is extremely low, making it perfect for girls and children.

York leaned against the wall, glanced at the corpse, pointed the muzzle of his gun at the staircase above, and walked up step by step.

The two bullet wounds in the chest were not fatal, but the cause of death was the bullet hole in the forehead.

"That's a bit cruel, Mr. Williams." York walked up slowly, made sure it was safe, and muttered something in his heart.

Two shots to the chest and one to the forehead, just like the shooting method he had seen and learned.

It's called the Mozambique shooting method.

This is a practical pistol shooting method developed during the Mozambique War.

The key to this shooting method is to first quickly hit the enemy's torso with two shots to temporarily stop his movement, and then shoot him in the head to ensure his death.

This way you can quickly defeat the enemy and control the danger. In game terms, this means you can stun the enemy and then deliver a fatal critical hit.

Everything is just for actual combat.

From his point of view, if God came and saw the two shots to the body and one to the head, he would shake his head.

Therefore, he, who likes to use the cars tactical gun holding system, also likes to use the Mozambique shooting method to cooperate.

But at this point, York began to be curious about Mr. Williams' identity. It was quite remarkable that he could still maintain such high accuracy at such an old age.

Forget about him, he cannot be viewed with ordinary eyes, but based on the level Mr. Williams has shown now, he is considered quite impressive among ordinary people.

And he still reached this level at the age of over 70. From this, we can imagine what Mr. Williams' level was when he was young.

"Mr. Williams, who are you?"

As soon as York went up to the third floor, he saw another body lying in a pool of blood.

It seems that the people who painted the graffiti downstairs of this apartment building and harassed Mr. Williams were the underage people.

At the beginning, he said to Kino: If they continue like this, they will suffer the consequences. They didn't expect it to come so soon. It really is a matter of time before retribution comes.

York took a look at the condition of the corpse. The other party did not have a gun in his hand, but he fell facing the ground, so there were two bullet holes on his back that were still oozing blood.

Related images emerged in York's mind.

The group of people ran excitedly to Mr. Williams' door and started smashing the door or window with something. Then Mr. Williams appeared from nowhere and shot and killed one person on the spot.

Then the group of people fled outside in fear, but the person who ran the latest became Mr. Williams' target.

That was the body lying at the corner between the stairs and the corridor.

Mr. Williams then continued the pursuit.

But I don't know why the group didn't run away, maybe they wanted to fight back against Mr. Williams.

However, Mr. Williams could not control his breathing and trembling hands while running, and he chose the Mozambique shooting method because he could not maintain accuracy in the first place.

Standing on the upper landing, he quickly fired two shots into the torso of the ambushed man.

Then, when the opponent feels pain and his body twists and temporarily becomes stiff, steady your breathing, shoot accurately, and calmly shoot him in the head.

Afterwards, the last person, Zelos, saw that the situation was not right and ran away directly, but Mr. Williams chose to stand on the second floor and aim at Zelos who was about to run outside.

Perhaps Zelos discovered it when he ran outside, and then turned to Mr. Williams to beg for mercy, but Mr. Williams stood in front of the window on the second-floor platform and pulled the trigger with a cold face.

Bang bang! Two consecutive shots killed Zelos.

"Ugh."

This was similar to a live profile video that flashed through York's mind. He didn't know why, but he couldn't help but sigh.

Then he stepped over the body that was killed during the terrified escape and continued walking towards Room 304 of the residential unit where Mr. Williams was.

Officer York still maintained the necessary vigilance. The muzzle of his gun remained unchanged and remained absolutely steady. If Mr. Williams wanted to attack him, York could be sure that Mr. Williams would be the one to die.

At the age of over 70, after accomplishing so many things, it is extremely difficult for him to keep steady and shoot quickly.

Even though the current situation proved Mr. Williams' ability, Yorks thought that Mr. Williams must have spent an unknown amount of time preparing and made countless action plans to achieve this point.

Pacing slowly to room 304 of the residential unit, York saw a dead body in front of the door.

This was exactly as he had imagined when he was profiling just now.

The four bodies happened to be the four boys seen that night.

York couldn't help but look to the end in front of him. There was indeed a corner a few meters away, which undoubtedly meant that Mr. Williams had been waiting for them there for a long time.

Looking at the corpse lying in front of the door, York leaned against the wall facing the door and cut corners through the wide-open door edge, gradually expanding his safety range and narrowing the field of view inside.

However, by the time he finally stood in front of the door, Mr. Williams in front of him had been waiting for him for a long time.

He just sat in the living room in front of the entrance hall facing the door, covering his chest, breathing rapidly, and in his hand, he quietly held a pistol.

Sig Sauer P365-380, the ammunition capacity is determined by the magazine and can be divided into ten rounds and twelve rounds. The trigger resets quickly, which is conducive to rapid shooting and has small recoil.

These features allow P365 to be controlled well even in the hands of the elderly or women.

In other words, this pistol is suitable for someone of Mr. Williams' age.

"You are here, Officer York."

The old man gasped and laughed. He looked at York, who was standing at the door with a gun in both hands, with tender eyes.

York was silent for a moment, the Beretta 92FS still pointed at Mr. Williams, and replied calmly:

"Well, Mr. Williams, you..."

As soon as he said this, Mr. Williams shook his head and interrupted him.

"They thought I was an elderly person living alone and was easy to bully. They harassed me for almost two months, but they didn't realize that I was a retired officer and would not be so weak."

Mr. Williams said this while panting and smiling at the silent York.

"I specifically checked what these four people did.
They are all a bunch of beasts. They rape, bully, and take drugs. They even secretly killed an elderly person who lived alone. However, because their parents are rich and they are minors and there is insufficient evidence, they escaped the punishment they deserved. "

Hearing this, York glanced at the body lying in front of the door and shook his head in his heart, but a word emerged in his mind.

deserved it.

But he did not expect that Mr. Williams would be so decisive. After all, he was only in his seventies. If he took good care of himself, it would not be surprising at all that he could live to his nineties.

With the development of medicine and changes in life, human life expectancy has actually been increasing.

"Are you curious about why I did this?" Mr. Williams noticed the change in York's expression when he looked at the corpse, and said with a smile.

York nodded honestly without saying anything and without asking about Mr. Williams' current situation. He knew what he should do now.

"I have a disease that the doctor said is an incurable chronic disease called emphysema.

Because of this disease, I can’t do any intense movements. If I do something intense, I’ll have trouble breathing and feel chest tightness and suffocation. If it gets serious, I’ll faint and die.”

Well, this disease is very uncomfortable, and now I feel like I am going to die."

Mr. Williams coughed and began to have trouble breathing, but he continued speaking in a steady voice.

"So I thought that instead of living like this, I might as well take these scum away myself, so that they won't continue to harm other elderly people living alone."

Yorks looked at Mr. Williams, who seemed to be having difficulty breathing, and in silence he pulled out a hand and picked up the intercom.

"10-L-11, calling dispatch, code 10-52 (ambulance needed)"

Dispatch Center: “Received!”

However, during the briefing, Officer York discovered that Mr. Williams suddenly raised the SIG Sauer P365-380 and pointed it at him.

In the one or two seconds, York saw Mr. Williams's blinking eyes and smile, and he instantly knew what it meant.

"Goodbye, Mr. Williams." Yorks looked at the old man for the last time and sighed in his heart.

boom!
Mr. Williams, who had been sitting there, had a bullet hole on his forehead. His head drooped and the pistol fell out of his fallen right hand and onto the ground, sliding in front of the entrance.

During the entire process, Mr. Williams, who had a certain degree of strength, did not fire a shot.

Looking at Mr. Williams sitting there with his body limp and head lowered, York felt a little helpless.

What is all this about?

But he remained silent and picked up the walkie-talkie.

"10-L-11, calling dispatch, suspect has been killed, code 24 (assignment completed), requesting ambulance withdrawal."

It was obvious that the dispatcher was stunned for a moment, and it took two seconds for him to reply: "Received! The ambulance is being withdrawn."

(End of this chapter)