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North America Gunman Detective

Chapter 962: 555 Too Much Credit

Author: Fat bamboo
updatedAt: 2025-09-21

Jimmy and the others returned to the stairway, and the Anti-Terrorism Team had caught one person on their side who didn't resist. The agent group and the Anti-Terrorism Team began to clear each room, capturing everyone who was still alive.

Jimmy didn't join them; instead, he went to the first floor, gazing at the underground doomsday bunker. When they first arrived, Jimmy saw that the bunker was empty, but now there were two people inside. It seemed that while he was dealing with the workshop, someone in the main building had already gone down through the passage.

This doomsday bunker has two entrances, but Jimmy couldn't go directly to open them. So he just walked near the entrance of the passage to take a look. The entrance on the left was beside the pantry near the kitchen. The pantry stored foodstuffs like rice and flour, and there was a freezer next to it, with the passage entrance right behind the freezer.

He crouched to look at the ground; there were no marks from the freezer being moved. It seemed they didn't go down from here.

He stood up and went to the other side, into a small study. Behind the bookshelf was a hole, and the entrance was right there. Several books had fallen on the floor, suggesting they went in hurriedly and didn't notice the books falling because they moved so quickly when closing the door.

But something was off. The main building's lights weren't turned on before, and they wouldn't just stay in a dark study room. How did they get in so quickly?

Jimmy looked up, and sure enough, there was a bedroom upstairs, so there must be a hidden door in that room's ceiling that leads directly down.

But now, he couldn't just move a table to check, so he let it be. If Bill and the others couldn't find it, he'd remind them later. As for the two people below, they couldn't escape, at least not while he was still on-site. They would surely be dug out.

He left the main building and went to the stables and annex area on the left. There was a tunnel here too, leading towards outside the estate, but the exit wasn't visible. This tunnel wasn't short.

Jimmy stopped a member of the Anti-Terrorism Team, "Did anyone escape over here? How many were caught?"

The member wasn't impatient, "Four armed terrorists, two were killed, and two were seriously injured, now captured and receiving emergency care."

Jimmy: "No one else, right?"

Anti-Terrorism Team: "That's all, we only found these people."

Jimmy nodded, "You guys call for support and ambulances first, I'll go inside to check."

Jimmy entered the building next to the stables, discovering it was a warehouse, similar to a barn—a high-roofed structure with lots of hay and tools inside. From outside, things weren't clearly visible, but now inside, it made sense that the Anti-Terrorism Team didn't find the tunnel; the entrance was hidden under the hay.

It's now certain that there's no one inside, but since this area wasn't initially in Jimmy's focus, he hadn't discovered the tunnel back then and naturally didn't know if anyone had escaped through it.

Jimmy exited the warehouse; all lights outside were turned on, the entire estate brightly lit. The wounded agents and Anti-Terrorism Team members had been moved outside, emergency treatment done, now just waiting for ambulances to take them to the hospital.

Jimmy re-entered the main building. Bill and the others were bringing all the living ones to the main building for centralized supervision. There were still people in the adjacent workshop. Jimmy had noticed they didn't take weapons out to fight back, so he never went inside to handcuff them, and now Bill was bringing them out.

The on-site investigation was handed over to the DHS people; Jimmy went straight outside, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stood there smoking in a daze.

"Hey, buddy, can I have one?"

A member of the Anti-Terrorism Team approached. Jimmy handed him the cigarette box and lighter, "Share them with our buddies."

"Thanks a lot." The guy wasn't shy, took the box and lighter, gave a cigarette to each wounded guy to lift their spirits, and then distributed some to the people outside. When returning them to Jimmy, there was only a lighter and an empty cigarette box.

Jimmy put the cigarette box and lighter back into his pocket. Soon, the sound of police cars was heard, and in the headset came the report from an Anti-Terrorism Team member at the entrance: "Two police cars."

They stopped the police cars to verify identities and let them drive in. Four officers got out, checked the DHS credentials, and under Bill's command, handcuffed the living ones and guarded the scene.

The ambulances quickly arrived, first taking the shot agents and Anti-Terrorism Team members, and subsequent ambulances and fire trucks arranged to take the three shot but still alive people away, with members of the Anti-Terrorism Team accompanying to ensure they wouldn't escape at the hospital.

More police arrived. DHS was handling the case, and although they hadn't notified the local police beforehand, they didn't openly show contempt to the DHS folks but followed their instructions to secure the estate and guard the captured people.

After a busy hour or two, everyone in the estate was finally arranged for temporary detention, transferred to the holding center. After registration, they awaited DHS interrogation. Besides leaving a few police at the estate, only Bill and his group remained. Two Anti-Terrorism Teams had returned, some to guard these people at the holding center, others going to the hospital to ensure those who were shot wouldn't escape.

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