Los Angeles Detective

The shooting case is relatively complicated, involving multiple victims and the gunman, the social impact is relatively large, and the time for closing the case is relatively long.

In the second half of the month, Squadron 1 was mostly busy sorting out the closing procedures and files.

Taking advantage of this time of not being busy, Luke got off work on the hour every day and used up the three newly drawn study cards.

They are profile cards, observation cards and micro-expression analysis cards.

These three skills have also improved a lot, and Luke feels very fulfilled.

Soon, June entered, and the weather temperature was slightly higher than the previous two months.

The clothes became cooler and cooler, and Luke started to wear half sleeves.

In the morning, Luke drove a Harley into the police station, attracting many people to watch.

The modified Harley is cooler, with a more streamlined body, wider tires and more dazzling colors.

Fashion domineering is in line with Luke's temperament.

"Hey, Harley's modification is good." Captain Jones came over and patted the back seat of the motorcycle.

Luke smiled, "You have a good eye, too."

"Do you have time? Let's talk."

"I thought you simply liked my car."

Jones laughed, "No conflict."

The two reached the smoking area, and Jones handed Luke a cigarette.

"Captain Jones, what do you want to talk to me about?" Luke really couldn't figure out why Jones was looking for him.

Jones took a drag on his cigarette, "Can we talk about David?"

"What happened to David?"

"I know that David's investigation style is relatively hard-line. He has offended many people and been investigated by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I don't think he is very suitable to stay in the Robbery and Murder Division. Maybe it is more suitable for us to come to the Anti-Mafia and Anti-Drug Division. I There is a good job for him.

But before the official invitation, I want to know more. You are his partner, and you should be the person who knows him best. "

Luke frowned slightly, "If David went to the Anti-crime and Anti-drug Division, what position could he hold?"

"Vice team.

The former deputy team has been transferred, and there is no suitable candidate in the team. I have a recommendation qualification. Of course, whether the transfer can be successful depends on his personal ability. "

"Sounds good." David is in his thirties and has been in the Robbery and Murder Division for seven or eight years. He is indeed qualified to be promoted to the deputy team.

A squadron usually has one or two deputy squadrons. The First Squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division already has Vinson’s deputy, and it is only a matter of time before Luke is promoted.

Either get Luke away, or get the deputy team back. It's a chance to be transferred to the anti-crime and anti-drug department. Of course, the key depends on what he thinks.

As for Luke, it doesn't matter much.

The anti-crime and anti-narcotics department is just downstairs from the robbery and murder department. They can often meet each other on and off work, and they can go to the bar to drink together at night.

In addition, the relationship between the two is very good. They are in different departments and can exchange news, which is beneficial to each other's future development.

Luke explained David's situation objectively.

There is no need to be overly prettified at this time. Even if David is successfully transferred, he will still be the deputy team in the past. If his words and deeds are different, his immediate boss Jones will not be happy.

The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and Jones almost understood everything, "Luke, don't tell David yet, wait until I have definite news from my side, and then talk to him."

"OK."

Jones patted Luke on the shoulder again, "I'll go first, and I'll buy you a drink next time I have a chance."

Luke smiled.

I believe you ghost, if you want to buy me a drink, it would be nice to go to the bar to chat at night, you don't need to take me out early in the morning to chat.

However, this is good news. When a suitable opportunity is found, Luke will send a letter to David.

As for Jones, he didn't bother to care.

Whether the relationship is far or near, Luke can't tell the truth.

come back to the office.

David pointed out the window, "Your motorcycle is so flamboyant."

Luke smiled and said, "This is standard equipment for a tough guy, you just envy and hate."

David raised his chin and pointed to Xiao Hei's desk, "Our squadron has already lost a tough guy, maybe you will be next."

Xiao Hei held his chin, looking listless.

Luke shook his head, it doesn't matter, one tough guy is enough in this office.

Matthew walked into the office and greeted, "Luke, is anyone looking outside?"

"who?"

"A fat white guy who looks cute."

"What the hell?"

Fat white guy, kinda cute? Luke was a little puzzled, who would come to find him.

Luke went downstairs and saw a familiar figure, Uncle Val.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

"I happened to be passing by and came to see you. The working environment is good. Wow... This is your modified Harley? It's super cool." Val yawned and patted Luke's motorcycle.

Luke took a step back and frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

"a cup of beer."

Luke couldn't believe it, the smell of alcohol almost made people faint.

"Uncle, what can I do for you?"

Val scratched his cheek, "Uh, I bought a lot of stocks recently, and I'm stuck...you know."

Luke cut to the chase, "How much?"

"Two hundred dollars."

Luke sighed softly, still took out two hundred dollars from his wallet and handed it to him.

"I will pay you back in the future, double."

Luke didn't expect much about it, "Why didn't you call me?"

"The phone is off."

Luke "..."

Val puts two hundred dollars in his pocket, "I won't always be like this, trust me."

What can Luke say, "Get a job first."

Val said, "I have a job, and I'm recording a song... In fact, I wanted to play my song for you to listen to at a family gathering last time. But I'm afraid your mother will beat me up."

Luke nodded, "It's possible."

"Man, thanks, I will give it to you when I record the song."

"I am looking forward."

"Good." After Val finished speaking, he turned and left. After walking a few steps, he warned again, "Don't tell your mom that I've been here, she's super annoying."

Luke "..."

With such a wonderful uncle, what can he say?

At this moment, David and others came down from upstairs, "Is your friend here?"

"That's right, an unreliable friend." Luke said perfunctorily, "Why are you all down?"

"There is a case."

"What case?"

"Get in the car and say."

Subsequently, Luke, David, and Xiao Hei boarded the Ford Explorer.

David drove, Luke sat in the co-pilot, and Xiao Hei sat listlessly in the back seat.

David said, "A female body was found by the sea."

"David, honestly, do you like investigating cases?"

"If it were possible to live a prosperous life without working, most people would choose to be unemployed."

"That's not what I mean. I mean, besides staying in the Robbery and Murder Division, have you ever thought about transferring to other departments?"

David shook his head, "Marcus is quiet, now it's your turn to talk shit?"

Luke didn't say any more. Although Xiao Hei was not an outsider, it was David's private matter after all, and he didn't directly point it out.

This is not something that will happen in a short time.

Soon, a group of people rushed to the scene of the crime, and the patrolmen had cordoned off the surrounding area.

The body was located on the beach not far from the road, and it was likely that the body was thrown directly into the sea and washed back.

Luke approached and checked. It was a Caucasian female corpse. She looked young, probably in her twenties, with blond hair, and the corpse was not seriously decomposed. It is estimated that the death time should not be long.

Wearing a blue one-piece skirt, which has been rolled up to the waist, revealing light blue underpants, there are many scratches on the body, judging from Luke's experience, both caused by life and death after the scars.

Among them, the scar that Luke paid the most attention to was on the neck, and there was a tooth mark on the left side. At first glance, it looked like an animal's tooth mark, with two round holes left by fangs, but upon closer inspection, it looked like a human tooth mark. .

Luke couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, what kind of thing bit this?

Apart from these things, there are not many traces left at the scene. This is definitely not the first scene. The body has been washed by sea water, so there is not much evidence left.

Might not even be able to prove her identity?

As for the cause of death, that is a matter of forensic medicine.

The survey team and forensic doctor who arrived later took over the scene.

Raymond, David, and Jenny went to visit nearby.

Lu Ke took Xiao Hei to make notes for the informant.

The informant was a white man in his forties, wearing a baseball cap, with a big beard, looking a bit sloppy, and smelled like a mixture of bad smell and alcohol.

Luke asked, "Are you the informant Jamie Andari?"

"it's me."

"Jamie, we want to take a note for you."

"Okay, but it's better to hurry up, I'm going to go back to sleep."

Luke thought he heard it wrong, it was ten o'clock in the morning, and it didn't look like bedtime, "Did you mean sleep?"

"Yes, is there a problem?"

"No, your freedom.

Can you describe how you found the body? "

Reporter Jamie recalled for a while and said, "Today I just finished breakfast, which was fried eggs and hamburgers I made myself. After eating, I wanted to go to the beach to fetch water and wash the dishes.

As a result, I saw a dead body by the sea. At first I thought I was wrong, but when I walked in, I found out that it was real. I was terrified and called the police.

Now I haven't even brushed the pan. I don't plan to brush it anymore, I will continue to use it at night. "

Luke was a little confused when he heard that, "Wash the pot to fetch water? Is there no water in your house?"

Reporter Jamie pointed to the right, "My home is there, I live in a tent, yes, I am a homeless man.

To be precise, I am a bum now, not before. "

Luke nodded and asked, "Do you know the deceased?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen it."

"are you sure?"

"Yes."

"What time did you meet?"

"About nine o'clock in the morning?"

"Please be more specific."

"Around nine forty."

"What time did you call the police?"

"It took less than two minutes to find the body."

"Have you been near the dead man?" Luke kept observing his expression, feeling signs of lying.

"Yes, I wanted to ascertain her condition and see if she needed help. I found she was not breathing and called the police immediately.

terrible. "

Luke probed, "Did you see any suspicious people before you found the body?"

"No."

lie!

"Think about it again, have you forgotten something?"

"No."

lie!

Through the transcript just now, Luke clearly saw that the other party had a lying expression.

Before the preliminary autopsy was completed, Luke was not in a hurry, so he simply had a good chat with the informant to find out why he lied.

As the informant, since he lied, he must have concealed some important facts of the case, which might become the breaking point of the case.

Luke didn't expose the other party as soon as he came up, and said in a chatty manner, "Jamie, why did you move to live near here?"

"It's relatively clean here, and it's closer to the sea. I like the sea. When I have nothing to do, I can play the guitar facing the sea. It feels great."

"You can play the guitar?"

"That's right, I haven't always been so down and out... To be exact, I just went bankrupt. Last year I was a middle-class man with a house and a car. Then I lost my job, my wife got divorced, my credit card broke, and all my things became the bank's money." up.

I can't even afford my daughter's college tuition.

I could only move to live in a tent. I was a little uncomfortable at first, but now that I think about it, it’s good. I have more free time, and I can do what I want. Isn’t this the ultimate pursuit of human beings? ? "

There are a large number of homeless people in the United States. There are about 500,000 homeless people, accounting for 1.7‰ of the total population. There are three main sources of homeless people.

The first is smoking alone and alcoholism.

The second type is illegal labor.

The third type is the middle class.

Americans pay attention to consumption in advance, regardless of whether it is useful or not, just buy it.

In addition, most people use credit cards, they don't have much cash, and it is easy to go bankrupt once financial problems arise.

With a bad record, it will be more difficult to find a job, and it is also difficult to rent a cheap house, and the landlord is not willing to rent to dishonest people.

When the middle class goes bankrupt, many men become homeless.

It's not that they want to wander, but they have to.

The huge debt is difficult to turn over.

The United States is very unfriendly to the middle class.

"Jamie, I'm sure you'll be fine." Luke comforted.

"Thank you, I'm happy now too."

Luke stared at him and changed the subject, "I sympathize with what happened to you, but this is not a reason for you to lie."

Jamie leaned back, hesitating, "I... didn't lie."

Luke said firmly, "I'm a policeman, and I deal with criminals every day.

They're all good at lying, but you're different, you're not like them.

I know you are a good person, but I can't think about it for a while, I am willing to give you a chance to correct, tell me, what happened? "

Jamie froze, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and lowered his head.

His right hand trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether it was from being frightened or from drinking too much alcohol.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Luke changed the question, "You just said that you also have a daughter, do you have a good relationship with your daughter?"

"Yes, I used to have a good relationship with my daughter. I would drive her out every week, and her mother. Our family of three is very happy, at least I think so." Jamie nodded at Luke .

Luke pointed to the corpse not far away, "The female victim is not much older than your daughter, she also has a father, and she is probably anxiously waiting for her daughter to come home at this time, I believe you should be able to understand that feeling.

But he... can't wait anymore.

What we can do is to investigate the case and find the murderer who killed the girl, and maybe bring some comfort to his father.

can you help us Specifically, helping a father who is anxiously awaiting the return of his daughter. "

"I am willing." Jamie raised his head, perhaps thinking of his daughter, his eyes were a little red, "I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't lie."

"Everyone makes mistakes, and you still have a chance to correct it, and it's not too late."

Jamie nodded and took a deep breath, "I saw it, last night...no, to be exact, around two o'clock in the morning this morning, I saw a black pickup truck driving to the beach.

Two strong men got out of the car, as if they were carrying something and threw it into the sea. I was sitting at the mouth of the tent drinking beer, because I was far away and it was dark, I couldn't see what they were throwing, so I instinctively felt that it was not a good thing.

But I don't bother to care about it, I've already messed up like this, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

After they finished throwing things away, they seemed to have spotted me too.

The two scolded each other a few words, and then walked towards me, and I realized that the situation was not good.

I wanted to run, but I drank too much and couldn't run fast at all, so I was quickly chased by two people.

One of them put a gun to my head and demanded loudly, "What did you see?"

I just said no.

After a stalemate for a while, they took out a thousand dollars and threw it on the ground, telling me to take the money and keep my mouth shut, and if I dare to speak nonsense, they will kill me.

Also, if I told the truth to the police, the money would be confiscated.

I was intimidated by them.

They were gone, and the body was gone.

It wasn't until this morning that the body was washed back to the shore by the waves that I decided to call the police.

Sorry, I shouldn't have hidden these situations. "

After finishing speaking, Jimmy took out ten crumpled green bills from his pocket, "This is the money they gave me. I originally wanted to buy something for my daughter...uh...but obviously, they don't belong to me."

Luke thought for a while, then glanced at Susan's direction again, "Put them away, they belong to you now."

"Really?"

"Although the police department has regulations, the regulations are dead. People are alive and have warmth. Take the money and buy something for your daughter." The Los Angeles Police Department's funding is not lacking in this. Instead of sinking into the sea, It's better to give it to those who need it more.

Of course, Luke will not make up the money out of his own pocket, as long as he says hello to Rhett and Susan, there are many ways to solve it, and the problem is not big.

"Thank you, thank you." Jimmy put the money away, obviously relaxed.

"Jamie, have you seen the face of the thrower?"

"It was very dark at that time, and the distance was relatively far. I didn't see it clearly at first. When they chased me, I didn't dare to look back. I only knew it was a black man and a white man.

Among them, the one who pointed the gun at me was the black man. "

"Is there anything special about their clothes?"

"No, it seems to be a dark T-shirt."

"What about the car?"

"I only remember the black pickup, and I can't see the others clearly."

"Where did the car come from, and where did it go?"

"It came from the east. I didn't dare to look at it when I was leaving. I didn't check it until a long time later. By then, the car had long since disappeared."

Luke wrote down the direction of the car in his notebook, "Was anyone else there at the time?"

"No."

Luke thought for a while, "Why didn't they kill you?"

"I don't know, I was worried that they would kill me and throw me in the sea too, but they didn't.

To be honest, I'm kind of grateful for them afterwards. "Jamie's expression was a little complicated.

"Did you see the corpse up close when they threw it away?"

"No, I was also terrified at the time. And the body was swept away by the sea. It was very dark, and it was very dangerous to go into the sea at this time. I didn't dare to go close to search for it.

I didn't dare to look closer until I saw the body again in the morning. "

Luke sighed. Sure enough, this is just the scene of the corpse throwing. After the corpse is washed by the sea, many clues will disappear. If Jamie has seen the corpse before being washed by the sea, it may provide some valuable clues, but now it is obviously Impossible.

Luke asked a few more words, then left a business card and left.

Luke suddenly thought of his uncle. If he hadn't had a reliable father and sister, he would have lived on the streets long ago and became a member of the homeless.

Luke briefly reported the case to Susan.

The technical team also quickly completed the on-site survey task.

They found nothing of value, nor did they find anything to identify the deceased.

Forensic doctor Sheila found something.

Sheila completed the preliminary autopsy, called Luke and the others over, pointed to the corpse and said, "The deceased was washed by seawater before his death, which to a certain extent affected the judgment of the time of death. It is roughly estimated to be between 9:00 p.m. .

No features have been found to identify the deceased.

The deceased was about 25 years old and about 165 cm tall. He had many abrasions on his body, including defensive injuries caused during his lifetime and scratches after death, but none of them were fatal.

One of the more special scars is on the neck. Sheila pointed to the tooth marks on the neck, "You can see that there are obvious bite marks here, but unfortunately after being washed by sea water, it is difficult to extract valuable biological samples. "

Luke looked at the scar on the neck again and asked, "Did she get bitten?"

David said, "Based on my experience, it should not be. It is impossible for a human to bite out two blood holes. They are more like animal fangs, longer and sharper."

"Both of you are right, but not entirely right.

Most of the bite marks of the deceased had the same characteristics as human teeth marks, but the two blood holes were indeed not caused by human teeth, more like animal fangs.

So..." Sheila seemed a little hard to judge.

Jenny said, "This is very similar to the legendary... vampire."

Sheila nodded, "Yes, it does look a bit like it."

"Come on, there is no such creature in this world, even if it existed, it would have been wiped out by humans long ago." The deputy team was a little disdainful.

Susan asked, "What was the real cause of her death? A bite wound to the neck?"

Sheila shook her head and sighed, "No, she has no fatal injuries."

"Then how did she die?"

"Scared to death."

Luke thought he heard it wrong, "You're not kidding, are you?"

Sheila explained, "No, when a person is in a state of extreme panic, the adrenal glands will suddenly release a large amount of catecholamines, causing the heartbeat to suddenly increase, blood pressure to increase, and the oxygen consumption of myocardial metabolism to increase sharply.

Excessive blood circulation impacts the heart like a flood, tearing the myocardial fibers, bleeding the heart, causing cardiac arrest and death.

It was the same as her autopsy, so she should have been frightened to death. "

Jenny took a deep breath, "How can people be scared to death... Could there really be vampires?"

Calvin died yesterday. Another late update.

The outline of the new case did not go well.

In fact, the real codeword is not difficult. If you do it for 12 hours, you can definitely write 10,000 words.

What I am most afraid of is that the case will not be sorted out smoothly, and I will not be able to write the desired feeling.

I write about one more case per week. The most difficult thing is the design of the case. It must not only be novel, but also logical and cool.

It is very likely that it will not be possible to sort out a case in two or three days.

I can only write, sort out, and look up information.

I wrote until twelve o'clock in the morning last night, and I still haven't finished a chapter. I'm so sleepy that I can't open my eyes, and my mind is messed up, so I can only sleep first.

I was still thinking about the update, so I woke up at five o'clock in the morning, so I quickly got up and continued writing.

I really didn't touch the fish.

Don't worry, everyone, the case has been sorted out smoothly, and there will be more updates on the running order.

I also know that everyone is anxious to wait for the update.

In fact, I am more anxious.

In the future, for the convenience of everyone reading, we are going to fix the update time.

What do you think is appropriate?