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North America Gunman Detective

A tale of a firefighter who was reborn in the United States to become a detective, where a revolver truly symbolizes romance. A slow-burning American police story, it is bound to be a complete narrative.

Fat bamboo · Urban
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210 Chs

139 There are safe houses everywhere

Jimmy descended into the basement. The girl inside looked up at him and then lowered her head again. Her hands were tied up to the wall. Although not too tightly, she still couldn't lie down on the ground and could only sit with her hands above her.

Thankfully, her clothes were normal and not too disheveled or bloodstained, which indicated that she probably hadn't been tortured or violated.

Jimmy approached the girl and asked, "Mary? Mary Hogan?"

The girl lifted her head, "Who are you?"

Jimmy: "You're Mary, right? I'm here to rescue you."

"Yes." The girl nodded. Jimmy reached out to untie the ropes binding her hands. As Mary's hands were lowered, her body slumped to one side, and Jimmy hurriedly reached out to steady her.

Mary: "I have no strength left. I haven't eaten anything in more than a day."

Jimmy nodded, placed her arm around his shoulder, and helped her to stand. He all but dragged and carried her out of the basement.