Los Angeles Detective

Police Department.

When Luke returned to the police station, a squadron of people had already assembled under the building.

The deputy team took the initiative to report, "When we were tracking the clues of Brett Martell, we found his card swiping records in the early morning of yesterday, and the location was located in a motel."

Luke nodded, and it made perfect sense that Brett Martell ran away from home in a fit of anger over a dispute with his wife about work, and checked into a motel.

If he is really the deceased, it is likely to be the first scene of the murder.

"Deputy team, go back and rest first, I will lead the team to the motel to investigate." The rest of Luke's team waved, "Guys, get in the car and set off."

"See you tomorrow. I'll bring you delicious donuts." The deputy team watched everyone get into the car. Although he also wanted to go to the scene together, but at this age, he had worked all day during the day, and he really couldn't do what he wanted at night. .

Rosa Motel.

This motel is located off a Los Angeles suburban highway.

Each hotel room is independent, with upper and lower floors, the lower floor is the garage, and the upper floor is the room, which is very convenient for travel.

Luke and Xiao Hei went to the front desk of the motel and explained their purpose.

The receptionist of the hotel checked the credit card records. Brett Martell's credit card was used to open a room for three days, and the room number was 108. According to the monitoring, it was Brett Martell himself who opened the room.

They don't know if Brett Martell is in the house now, and motel guests can drive in and out directly, which is very private.

After asking about the situation, Luke took Xiao Hei to Room 108 to investigate. A red Dongfeng Nissan sedan was parked in the garage below Room 108.

Luke touched the front of the car, and it was still warm, which indicated that there might be people in room 108.

He exchanged winks with Xiao Hei, and both of them took out their pistols.

Luke waved to the distance, and Raymond came to support with several police officers.

Before coming, Luke had already figured out the action plan, and he made a gesture to signal everyone to act according to plan A.

Everyone walked up the stairs to the second floor lightly, and Xiao Hei and Jackson stood on both sides of the door, one on the left and the other on the right.

The door is a common wooden door, and Xiao Hei is very familiar with it. He raised his right foot and kicked at the door lock.

With a bang, the door opened.

Jackson was the first to rush into the room, "Lapd stay still."

"Raise your hands."

"Move again and we'll shoot."

Everyone rushed into the room quickly and saw a shy scene.

A middle-aged caucasian man was naked, kneeling on the bed, and in front of him was a long-haired brown-haired woman in a red skirt. The woman's skirt had receded to her waist.

The two stick together to play poker.

"My God, what are you guys doing?" Xiao Hei sounded like he was questioning, but his tone was faintly excited.

"Don't shoot, we don't have weapons." The middle-aged white man raised his hands and knelt on the bed, not daring to move, looking a little funny.

The woman in the red skirt in front of him was lying on the bed, pushing her skirt down with both hands, not daring to move.

Luke was also a little speechless when he saw this scene. He looked at the white man and recognized him, "What's your name?"

"Brett Martell." The white man calmed down and asked, "Why did you break into my room? Can I get dressed first?"

Luke shook his head, "You should really show your wife what you look like now."

"Sir, I didn't break the law, I was just dating a friend."

"friend?"

"Yes."

"Then tell me what your friend's name is?"

"Uh...we just met, not very familiar yet."

"How did you meet? On the street?"

Brett Martell sighed, "You broke into my room without any reason, it's against the law, shouldn't you make it clear first?"

"We are investigating a murder case. Your wife came to say that you were missing, and suspected that you were the deceased. Who would have thought that you would be here drunk?"

"This is a misunderstanding. I don't have anything to do. I just have a gathering with my friends. Sir, you can leave now."

Xiao Hei said, "You don't even know her name, but you still have the nerve to call her a friend, do you think lapd is a fool?

Or is that the only excuse you can come up with? "Xiao Hei walked to the head of the bed, looked at the woman with long brown hair,

"Ma'am, you should be a smart person, tell me, what is your relationship with her?"

"Friend." The brown-haired woman's face was covered by her long hair, so she couldn't see clearly.

"What's his name?"

"We just met." The brown-haired woman's voice was low.

"May I have your name?"

Xiao Hei carefully looked at this woman's clothing, attire, and belongings. From his experience, this may be a street girl, as long as she checks whether she has a record of prostitution.

"Reilly Kress."

"Get your papers out."

"My ID is in the bag." The woman sat up slowly, opened the purse, took out the driver's license and handed it to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei took a look at the driver's license and was taken aback for a moment.

"Rayleigh Kress." The photo on the driver's license turned out to be a Latino man.

"Is this your ID? Look up."

The woman with long brown hair raised her head slowly, and only then did everyone see his face clearly.

"You are actually a man!" Xiao Hei threw away his driver's license in disgust, and looked at Brett Martell, "Your wife is worried about your safety at home, but you are in a motel with a Men messing around, are you worthy of her?"

The people present also had different expressions.

Luke stared at the man with long brown hair, and finally saw his face clearly. It was indeed a man, with female makeup, not tall, wearing a female red dress, and with the ambiguous posture just now, it was easy to being mistaken for a woman.

Luke waved his hand, "Take this 'lady' out, and I'm going to talk to Brett Martell."

Many police officers left the house one after another, only Luke and Xiao Hei were left to ask Brett Martell.

Brett Martell took the initiative to say, "Sorry, I lied, he is not my friend, I... just want to have some fun."

Xiao Hei showed a curious look, "Do you know he is a man?"

"Yes I know."

"Whose car is downstairs?"

"is his."

"You admit the fact of prostitution."

"Can you tell my wife?"

"We don't need to talk about your prostitution, but she always thought you were missing. Now that we find you, we have to tell her."

Brett Martel covered his face with his hands, "Can I...can you keep it secret for me? I'm not referring to prostitution, but his gender. I don't want my relatives, friends or even children to look at me strangely." .”

Xiao Hei asked, "Don't they know you're gay?"

Brett Martell shook his head, "Don't say they don't know, I didn't know before...

Recently, I have been under a lot of pressure at work. I was looking for a way to release the pressure. I found some videos of men playing poker on the Internet. I found it very stimulating and decompressing. "

"I swear until then, I really didn't know I had this tendency, I always thought I was a straight man."

As if to cover up his embarrassment, Brett Martell changed the subject, "Why do you think I have something to do with the murder."

"Do you have to cross the Los Angeles River to get to work?"

"Yes, I cross the bridge over the Los Angeles River almost every day."

"We found the body under the bridge. The body was damaged beyond recognition, and the time of your disappearance was similar to the time when the body died, so we will investigate your whereabouts."

After Luke explained, he asked, "Did you pass the bridge over the Los Angeles River the night you ran away from home?"

"Yeah, there is."

"Did you see anything unusual?"

Brett Martell thought about it and recalled, "I do remember there was a car parked on the bridge, it was a black Buick, and a man got out of the car and seemed to throw something under the bridge."

"what?"

"It seems to be a dark bag. The sky is a bit dark, and I can't see it very clearly, but the bag is not too big, and it is impossible to hold a corpse. That person may not have anything to do with the case."

Xiao Hei Dian turned on the phone, pointed to the photo on the phone, "Is it this kind of bag?"

"That's right, it's very similar, it should be this bag."

Luke asked, "Do you remember the license plate number?"

"It's so dark I can't see at all."

"Recall carefully the characteristics of that car and that person."

"I just remember it was a black Buick. The man was about 1.8 meters tall and wearing a hat. I couldn't see his face clearly, but judging from his size, it should be a man.

Sorry, I was depressed after my wife and I had an argument, and I wasn't in the mood to observe anything else. "

"Tell me the exact time?"

"It should be around 12:20 in the morning."

Luke recorded this time, took out a business card from his little black pocket and handed it to him, "If you think of any clues, you can call Inspector Marcus."

Xiao Hei was dumbfounded.

why me?

"I will, and I hope you can keep it secret for me, thank you." Brett Martell said pitifully, like a child who has done something wrong.

Xiao Hei looked at him and sighed, "Dude, apologize to your wife, go back and live a good life. If you really like... you can ask your wife to cut her hair short."

Brett Martell "…"

I fucking thank you.

Luke "..."

After leaving the motel, Luke re-arranged the task and prepared to divide into two groups. One group went home to sleep and recharged for investigation tomorrow; the other group investigated the suspect vehicle overnight, trying to find clues to the murderer as soon as possible.

It fell to Raymond and Jenny to investigate the suspect vehicle.

When Luke returned home, it was already half past ten in the evening.

The light was on in the house, Luke opened the door, entered the living room, and saw Daisy sitting on the sofa wearing a black lace tulle pajamas, which seemed to be covered, but could be seen faintly, which made people itch.

Luke was a little surprised, "I thought you wouldn't come tonight."

"As a lawyer, the most important thing is to abide by the agreement." Daisy walked over slowly, her slender fingers gently brushing Luke's cheek, "In order to reward your heroic behavior, I can satisfy you tonight." any request."

Luke smiled, "Then you have to be prepared to be late tomorrow."

In the evening, Daisy took the initiative and served Luke with great care.

no doubt.

The next morning, both of them got up late and went straight to work without having breakfast.

Luke had exhausted himself a lot last night, so he must have breakfast. On the way, he bought a beef burger, a hot dog, and a carton of milk.

After arriving at the Office of the Robbery and Murder Division, he finished his breakfast in ten minutes, drank another cup of coffee, and regained his energy.

Luke calls the crowd into a meeting.

The deputy team put a box of donuts on the table, "Who wants donuts? It's delicious with coffee."

"Thank you, I'm full." Luke politely declined. Compared with pure sugar food, he still prefers to eat some protein, after all, what he eats will make up for him.

Luke glanced past Raymond, and looked directly at Jenny, "How was the investigation last night?"

Jenny said, "There is no surveillance on the bridge where the body was thrown. We can only investigate the surveillance near the bridge. Around 12:20, we did find a black Buick."

Jenny walked to the projector and put a few photos, "This is a high-definition screenshot of the suspect vehicle. The driver is wearing a hat, so I can't see his face clearly, but his body looks like a man.

We had Brett Martel identify it, and he thought the hat and clothes were very similar to the suspect he saw throwing the black bag on the bridge.

The car did not block the license plate number, and we found the owner's information based on the license plate number. "

License plate number, 8ASb323

Owner, Arnet Stone,

Sex: Male

Height, 183cm

Weight, 170 lbs

eye color, blue

hair color, brown

Date of Birth, March 13, 1983

Mobile number, 828 836 4736

Address, 207 Leitner Community

Luke stared at the information on the projector. According to Brett Martell's description, the driver of the black Buick was probably the murderer of the corpse case.

And the owner of the suspect car is either the murderer.

Or be a victim.