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约翰尼·肯德尔第一个跳出警车,第一个举着枪冲进胡同。地上到处是雪,所以很容易追踪逃跑者的足迹。他很熟悉周围地形,知道那是一条死胡同。他寻找的人逃不了。“我是警察!”他喊道。“举起手!出来!”没有回答,只有穿过胡同的风声,以及一个走投无路的人绝望的呼吸声。肯德尔听到自己身后拉辛警官的脚步声,知道他也已掏出手枪。他们寻找的那个人砸碎了街上一个酒店的橱窗,抢走了好几瓶杜松子酒。现在,他逃不掉了。
Johnny Kendall first jump out of the police car, the first gun into the alley. Snow is everywhere on the ground, so it is easy to track the runner’s footprint. He is familiar with the surrounding terrain and knows that it is a dead end. The person he is looking for can not escape. “I’m the police!” He shouted. “Raise your hand! Get out!” No answer, only the wind through the alley, and the desperate breathing of a desperate man. Kendal heard the footsteps of police officer Racine behind him knowing that he had already taken his pistol. The man they were looking for smashed the window of a hotel in the street and snatched several bottles of gin. Now he can not escape.