At the police station.
"Send someone to guard the hospital. If the fugitive is found, arrest her immediately!"
"Yes, sir."
"The airport and high-speed rail stations are all under martial law. Send someone to guard the entrance and exit, and send her photo to the system!"
"Yes, sir."
Even though he was being held hostage by Justin, Morris still gave out orders unhurriedly. Justin did not stop him either until he heard this sentence.
"Let my people look for her all over New York. If she resists…"
Morris paused. "Shoot!"
The word "shoot" made Justin's pupils shrink. He exerted some force with the gun in his hand and pressed it against Morris's temple. "Captain Ford, aren't you going a little overboard?"
Morris lowered his eyes. "Mr. Hunt, do you really know her?"
Justin sneered.
