Jimmy: "That's the fire truck in front of us, I understand. Keep waiting, they're probably waiting for a pickup, we're casting a long line to catch big fish."

Chuck: "Yeah, the others have already been notified, I'm bringing people over now, if possible, wait for us to arrive at the scene before handling it."

Jimmy: "See the situation. Call me when you're near."

Jimmy hung up the phone and continued to watch the fire truck. Soon, two people got out of the driver's cab and opened the back door of the fire truck, dragging the person inside out.

Jimmy frowned slightly; he hadn't noticed any other suspicious people nearby. There were fences blocking the dock as well, and he hadn't seen anyone coming from that direction. What were they planning to do?

The two people pushed the stretcher bed toward the dock, and then to Jimmy's surprise, they pushed open a section of the fence. Wow, that's impressive, they didn't even use the main entrance. Jimmy strained to see the dock, and in the dim light, he could barely make out someone standing there who was probably waiting for them.

Jimmy immediately started the car while dialing Chuck's number, "They've entered the dock and might be running. Get your people to move."

He didn't hang up the phone, slammed the gas pedal, and rushed forward. He wasn't sure where else they could pass through the fence, so he drove directly towards the section that had already been opened and rammed through.

The two had been slowly walking with the stretcher bed, but when they heard the approaching engine sound, they turned to look and suddenly found the car heading their way. They immediately drew their guns and fired at Jimmy's car.

Jimmy leaned to the right, hiding behind the center console. He barely controlled the steering wheel with his left hand and drew the Python revolver from under his arm with his right hand, raised it high, and fired at them, emptying the cylinder.

The bumpy ride severely affected Jimmy's aim. Although he could still "see" the two's positions and movements through Heart Eye, this awkward posture was not good, and he only hit one person in this round.

Both of them dodged to the sides to avoid Jimmy's car. The person on the left was hit slightly later and got grazed by Jimmy's car, spinning around and falling to the ground.

Jimmy hit the brakes, reloaded the Python, and drew the 1875 from under his right arm with his left hand, firing directly at the person dodging to the right. His posture made it impossible for him to draw the Glock from his right waist as his body leaned to the right, compressing the Glock's holster and squeezing his right waist hard.

The 1875 used .44 Magnum bullets, and Jimmy rarely used this gun on people as the bullets were too powerful. This time, shooting at ultra-close range felt a bit too brutal.

The person on the right had no chance to stand firm and counterattack, getting hit by two shots from Jimmy, took two steps back, and fell to the ground, twitching twice and then not moving.

Jimmy pointed his gun with his left hand at the person who fell on the left, supported himself with his right hand to stand up, unbuckled his seatbelt, "Don't move, drop the gun."

The person who fell on the ground had already turned over and was pointing a gun in Jimmy's direction. Jimmy didn't wait any longer and fired directly through the car window without opening the door.

He didn't bother looking at the person on the ground but instead looked towards the dock where someone was jumping onto a boat. Jimmy immediately started his car and charged over, seeing a small boat moving. As he got closer, he noticed there were two people on the boat, and they were turning it around.

Reaching the dock, Jimmy applied the brakes, and as the car rushed forward, he fired three shots at the person standing to sail the boat. Luckily, the person fell to the side.

The other person on the boat had already started shooting at Jimmy's car when he rushed over, but his aim was affected by the rocking of the small boat, missing every shot. Seeing the helmsman fall, he immediately lunged towards the steering, abandoning his suppression of Jimmy's position on the dock.

Jimmy didn't reload, he opened the car door, drew the Glock, and fired with anticipation at the boat, emptying the magazine. Not bad, the person lunging for the helm fell too.

The small boat needed time to start and turn away, and Jimmy's judgment was precise. After taking down the two, he immediately drove over with barely any pause.

His speed was too fast, and the boat's speed was too slow. These factors combined to keep them within Jimmy's shooting range. If the distance exceeded dozens of meters, with only a handgun, he would only be able to set off fireworks at the dock to bid them farewell.

The small boat gradually stopped, and by then, police cars arrived with lights and sirens blaring. The time they received the directive was delayed compared to Jimmy's decision-making. There was no helping it as Jimmy's private car didn't have a car radio, and he had to rely on his cellphone to inform Chuck to relay orders.

Jimmy unloaded the magazine, loaded a spare one, then reloaded the revolver with spare bullets before turning back to the car and reversing out of the dock area.

He got out and went to the stretcher bed location, seeing an unconscious woman lying on it. Jimmy smiled slightly, indeed it was the waitress from Liliana's restaurant in the Poison Snake Gang. Now the bait was in hand, and alive too. Perkins is unlikely to give up on her, I think.

The police who arrived at the scene turned on their car lights to illuminate the dock and then ran through the gap Jimmy made, "Secure the area, have your people bring back that boat on the water, there are two more on it."

After giving orders, Jimmy stood aside, waiting for Chuck and his team to arrive. The two people on the ground had already been declared dead, there was no other way; Jimmy had to ensure that the people on the dock couldn't escape, so he had to let them rest in place quickly, avoiding wasting his own time.

The gunfight here attracted a small group of onlookers; with the police lights and sirens, especially after the gunfight had ended, some were even carrying cameras. It's unclear how they got the news and arrived so quickly. At this rate, tomorrow morning's news might mention this gunfight at the latest, and if rapid enough, the news station might broadcast a breaking news flash.

Chuck arrived not long after, "Jimmy, how's it going?"

Jimmy: "There were some unexpected events. Except for the female shooter who's still unconscious, everyone else is dead. Take her to the hospital. In this situation, we can't send her to the detention center, but you'll need to increase security around her; judging by this team's action, it's not ruled out that someone will try to rescue her."

Chuck nodded, patted Jimmy's arm, "Don't worry, I got this." He said, then headed to the scene.

Jimmy watched the busy officers on the scene and also took out his phone to call Mahong, briefly explaining his situation. After hanging up, he made another call to Mrs. Mason.

As the head of Jimmy's current department, Mrs. Mason needed to know about Jimmy's situation. His own people were shot in the daytime, and shooting others at night didn't seem unreasonable. However, as part of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Jimmy was not supposed to participate in case investigations. This was overstepping a bit too much.

Mrs. Mason hung up on Jimmy and directly contacted Deputy Director Dave. This incident indeed reached the office's upper management.

Mahong contacted Hughes, and Hughes immediately called Jimmy's phone, inquiring in detail about the day's events, and then told Jimmy to return to the office quickly to submit a report. It needed to be quick, settled before the Office of Professional Responsibility could react and determine the nature of this case, handling the troublesome aftermath.

Jimmy was still too impulsive. At night, when discovering the fire truck, he should have notified others in the office to handle it. As the aggrieved party, accompanying others, he could have distanced himself from responsibility, avoiding the risk of being investigated.

In the current situation, given the full involvement of the NYPD, without falsifying evidence, it's challenging for Jimmy to find a procedural justification for why he appeared at the dock, unless it was for revenge.

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