The first 200 lines.
Papers.
Secure code 6-47.
What happened to the usual guys?
We killed them and stole the van.
Yeah, boss, gate guard reckons there's no way the weapons got in.
They say the place is as tight as a duck's bum.
Checked the van too?
Inside, outside, underneath. Everything.
Popey, how much?
Says six million. Give or take.
Except someone already took.
OK, you lot, let's go. We've got a crime scene.
Superintendent Waverley will be joining us.
What's the story, Sarge?
Joint taskforce with Armed Robbery.
Oh, not those bastards again.
Is Calabrese working on this? Ah, don't know as yet, Simon.
Because if he points another gun at my head, I'll deck him.
OK, everyone, listen up.
The boss believes our colleagues in Armed Robbery
could do with our help on this one, so we work with them.
Best practice, do not buy into their politics, OK?
You mean their crap?
Duncan, you have a bunch of flags on your file already.
You cannot afford another one.
Yes, Sarge. Jarvis would love to fly you a few more.
Yeah, precisely, so stay out of his face.
And, Simon, you stay out of Calabrese's.
Best behaviour, Sarge. That's right.
Best behaviour means best practice.
With any luck, you'll have a legitimate opportunity
to demonstrate your superiority.
Jesus.
What's AGB?
Australian Gold Brokers.
They on-sell gold to manufacturing jewellers.
They always use Securevan? Yeah, most of the time, he reckons.
Alright, let's check their security camera footage.
Er, boss...
Whoever it is, I'm not in.
I asked for Crime Scene, not Homicide. What's this?
Interdepartmental cooperation, Terry.
Armed Rob and Homicide -
Bill Mulholland wants a joint taskforce on this one.
Is that right? We'll see about that.
Boss, you'd better take this. It's Assistant Commissioner Mulholland.
Hello, boys and girls.
Yeah, g'day, boss.
Well, I don't understand...
Well, I wasn't told anything about it, so...
In at the fourth rib, out below the fifth.
Elevated trajectory.
Only ever seen that kind of long-range through and through
once before.
It was in pictures. Ballistics seminar.
Some FBI bloke talking about snipers.
Recreational sport in the States.
Mmm.
Righto, Simon. Let's check it out.
OK, 'bye.
Alright, if we're gonna get into bed with each other,
we'd better work out who's sleeping where, eh?
Stan, you wanna fire off some memos? Have a little meet in the morning?
We'll get the Crime Scene report in first.
Where do you wanna meet - your place or mine?
Oh, mine. We've got electricity.
Door's been forced.
Second roof lucky.
The shooter was definitely up there. The door had been forced.
What was the range? Ah, it'd be about 1,000 metres.
A bit more, I'd say. 1,200.
How high? 44 floors exactly.
The trajectory fits.
Sarge. Crime Scene located a deformed bullet at the warehouse.
The bullet went straight through the guy.
It skidded off the concrete and embedded itself into the ground.
Details? Ballistics are working on that now.
But all they can confirm is that it's a high-velocity round.
They said they'd have more details for us first thing in the morning.
So, high-powered weapon, HV rounds.
They knew they couldn't get the guns into the compound
so they came up with a long-range hit.
Two hits. Just took them out.
These guys are pros.
Does Jarvis know about the bullet?
I said I'd pass the information on.
Mmm. Yeah, we might, er... we might wait until we get all the details.
Matt, see if you can sign that bullet out
before the briefing in the morning.
Sure, Sarge.
Anything to help.
Alright. Good morning, boys and girls. And Carmel.
Now, the Assistant Commissioner
has asked us to work in the spirit of mutual cooperation,
so that's what we're doing.
Stan, if you'd like to join us.
Your blokes done the death knocks on the two stiffs?
Ah, the families of the guards were informed last night. Yes, sir.
Terry. We're not big on ceremony here at Armed Robbery, are we, guys?
Not big on clearance rates either.
Are you right?
You sure?
Now, this is a big one, even for us.
Six million - gold bullion, one missing van and occupants,
two bad boys, with a possibility of, er, help from an inside source.
This is the best the gate guards could do for us.
Ebony and ivory, eh?
I want you to get these out to the usual suspects -
snitches, fences, bottom-feeders.
We want that gold back,
so don't be afraid to kick some arse, kids, right?
They'll need to spread it about.
It's a lot of weight to move locally, Terry.
Sir to you.
And we don't know what the hell they're doing with it, do we?
VKC to Sunshine 102.
Can you attend a code 12 on Montague Street?
Vehicles involved are two cars and a pedestrian.
Sunshine 102. received that.
Mark us en route. Thanks. ETA 10 minutes.
Coburg 309 to VKC.
Mark us code 5 outside the Melbourne Magistrates' Court.
Expect to be about 30 minutes.
VKC to Coburg 309. received.
Crime 751 to VKC.
Nothing on our Armed Rob at the target destination.
That's 'cause they are looking in all the wrong bloody places.
Keilor 203 to VKC...
No bloody clue.
Tasking for my crew, Terry?
Colleagues in Homicide can, er, shuffle the usual papers.
Backgrounds on all employees at the bonded warehouses and at Securevan.
Criminal associations, etc.
Don't get any papercuts.
Anything from you, Stan?
Yes, as a matter of fact, there is, Terry.
Small thing, thank you.
Crime Scene recovered this deformed round. It's high-velocity.
The tool marks suggest a high-powered rifle,
like the Remington 308 or the Kresta 50.
The shooter would've had to have used a long-range scope.
The shot was fired from a rooftop 1,300 metres away.
Oh, professional. Maybe military?
Mmm, quite possibly.
If it's alright with you, Terry,
we'll follow up on the guns as well as shuffling paper.
Are you trying to make a mug out of me in front of my crew?
No, Terry. No, I am not.
Cards on the table.
That'd be nice for a change.
If we recover this bullion, fine, you can take all the credit you want.
But those two guards were murdered,
and I'm not gonna let you or anyone else sideline my team
in this investigation.
Fair enough.
You follow up the guns and the employees.
We'll chase the gold and look after the van.
But I'll tell you one thing -
you keep that Freeman away from me, OK?
Serious men, these.
Bit scarier than some menopausal housewife who's had a hot flush
and decided to stab her hubby, hey?
They're pros. You reckon you'll manage?
You wanna start watching your mouth...
Don't give him the satisfaction.
Come on, Si - if his dick's as big as his mouth,
his girlfriend here must be worried.
I don't have to listen to that! Yeah?
I don't have to listen to this smartarse mouthing off!
Alright, guys, forget the handbags at 20 paces. Just calm down.
Now, for your information, Calabrese,
there's nothing scarier than a menopausal woman.
Yeah?
Well, when we find these blokes,
you might wanna reconsider that opinion, Sarge, OK?
Because they're not going down without a fight.
I'm sure we can rely on you to protect us, should the need arise.
Not a problem, darling. Alright, my lot, out.
Hit the streets. Not you, O'Loughlin.
I want you to stay here, liaise.
Make sure we all find out what gets found out, when it gets found.
Boss, come on... No argument. Liaison.
I'll find you a desk.
Jennifer, you and Simon, backgrounds.
Matt and Duncan, you're with me. Wilton.
How do you like your coffee?
In a takeaway cup. Out on the street.
So, Wilton, if you could tell them what you were saying before.
Yeah, about four months ago, this, er, army bloke, Lieutenant Jensen,
got 5 years for stealing munitions from an army base out west.
What sort of munitions?
Oh, a whole bunch of stuff -
from, er, small arms to rocket launchers.
Definitely worth checking out.
He may have sold our shooter that rifle,
or at the very least he'd know who the middle men in the trade are.
We'll get on it. Thanks, Sarge.
Joys of heart failure.
Get to lie in bed and read the papers.
Linda. Sorry to interrupt.
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