Los Angeles Detective

Luke walked over slowly and said softly, "Hey, Caroline, I'm Detective Luke, are you okay?"

Caroline waved her hands, "Don't come here, don't kill me, please..."

"Don't be afraid, I am the police, I will protect you."

"Are you a policeman?"

"Yeah, tell me, what happened?"

Caroline trembled slightly, grabbing her hair with both hands, "There is a devil, the devil is going to kill me! I ran desperately..."

Luke pressed, "What kind of devil?"

"NoNoNo..." Caroline kept shaking her head.

"Where did you see the devil?"

"There are so many houses, I opened a house... the devil is inside... ah!" Caroline roared loudly as if she had thought of something terrible, waving her hands and feet indiscriminately.

Brook came over and grabbed Caroline's arm, "Mom, I'm Brooke, the devil has been driven away, I will protect you..."

"Brook, you are my son..." Caroline calmed down, staring at Brook with bloodshot eyes, looking a bit pervasive.

"It's me, don't be afraid, I'm right by your side..."

Caroline shook her head and pushed the other person away forcefully, "No, you go, I don't want to see you..."

Emma came over, squatted beside Caroline, and said in a crying voice, "Mom, don't scare me, I'm Emma..."

"Emma, ​​my daughter Emma."

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Emma grabbed Caroline's right hand.

"There is a devil, the devil is going to kill me! I'm so cold, don't leave me, I only have you now." Caroline hugged her daughter tightly.

Brook sighed softly, and walked to Luke, "Officer Luke, my mother is in a very unstable situation and is easily irritated, can you stop asking?"

Luke looked at Caroline, then at Brooke, "You found her?"

"yes."

"Can I talk to you?"

"Can."

The three of them left the ward. Luke took out a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Brook, "You sent Caroline to the hospital?"

"Yes." Brooke took the cigarette and lit it with a lighter three times before lighting it up.

"I called Caroline last night when I got out of the police station, but no one answered.

I went to look for her at home in the morning, and found her shivering in a corner of the yard, feeling a little out of order, as if frightened, so I rushed her to the hospital. "

"Why did you call her last night?"

"That thing... I only told her. I want to ask if she told you."

"Apart from the mental aspect, does Caroline have any other abnormalities?"

Brook thought for a while, "She has some wounds on her body, but it looks like a fall, and it's nothing serious."

David interjected, "A fall like your father did?"

Brooke defended, "No, I explained it very clearly yesterday. That incident was not the fault of Sophia and me. It was Lawn himself who wanted to hide the incident of being attacked."

David said, "Lauen is still in a coma, you can say whatever you want, once Lawn wakes up..."

Brook spread his hands, "I have a clear conscience."

Luke continued, "Do you know what happened to Caroline?"

"I asked, but she seemed to be frightened by something, and her mind was a little abnormal."

"Do you know what she did last night?"

"have no idea."

"Does Sophia know about this?"

"I haven't told her yet."

Luke didn't really believe Brook, so he asked Caroline's attending doctor.

After the examination, the attending doctor also believed that Caroline was frightened and caused mental disorders. He suggested that she should not be stimulated any more and should be treated as soon as possible.

Luke and David can only return to the police station and report the situation to Susan.

...

At half past six in the evening, Luke left the police station on time.

He has often worked overtime in the past few days, and today's investigation has encountered a bottleneck again. Luke wants to relax.

He made an appointment with Daisy to meet at the Flying Bar.

Luke went to the Flying Bar first, ordered a curry mutton rice bowl, and drank two glasses of wine.

It was after eight o'clock in the evening that Daisy came late.

"Sorry, I kept you waiting." Daisy kissed Luke on the cheek.

Luke glanced at his watch, "Yeah, it's been a while, a few hot girls came over to strike up a conversation just now."

Daisy smiled, "That proves that I have good eyesight."

Daisy ordered a glass of red wine and clinked glasses with Luke, "How is the investigation going?"

Luke took a sip of vodka, "It's not good, Lawn is in a coma, and no one knows what happened at that time.

Caroline is crazy. "

"What?" Daisy thought she had heard it wrong, "What do you think happened to Caroline?"

"Caroline has been frightened and is now delirious and mentally ill."

Daisy couldn't believe it, "Such an arrogant person, how could she be like this?"

"It's not clear yet. She hasn't been able to communicate normally. We also tried to track her whereabouts last night, but we haven't found any clues yet." Luke didn't say in detail.

In fact, when I returned to the police station this afternoon, everyone discussed it at the case summary meeting.

Players also have different opinions.

Marcus thinks Caroline may have been robbed.

Luke felt that she might have known something she shouldn't have known and had been retaliated against.

The deputy thinks Caroline is playing crazy.

All three views are possible, but there is no evidence for them.

Luke looked at the beautiful woman beside him, and said with a smile, "Why did you think of asking me out for a drink today? Isn't it because you're afraid of going home alone?"

"Cough..." Daisy coughed lightly, and took out a document from her bag, "This is a will from Lawn two years ago. I think it may be helpful for the investigation of the case, and it took a lot of effort to get it. Get it, and send it to you as soon as possible.

And you? He even made fun of me. "

Luke took the document, "The will two years ago? That means the current written will was changed by Lawn later."

"Lawen was originally a client of a senior, and later, that senior went to New York to develop, and introduced him to me.

The will in this document was also accepted by the senior, but it has been invalidated. The senior found the electronic manuscript from the cloud after a lot of effort. "

Luke flipped through it. The content of this will is similar to that of the written will. Most of the property was given to Sophia, but this will has some more inheritance.

In addition to real estate and cash, Sofia also obtained a private warehouse.

This warehouse can be listed together with real estate and cash, indicating that the things stored in it are more valuable, but the written will does not mention this warehouse.

The warehouse piqued Luke's interest.

...

next morning.

Luke and David rushed to the Munn Warehouse Center to investigate.

This is a private storage center located in the suburbs of Los Angeles. It covers a large area and has thousands of private warehouses.

The warehouse manager's name is Brad, a middle-aged fat white man whose waistline almost catches up with his height.

Luke flashed his police badge, "I'm Detective Luke, we're investigating a major criminal case, and I'd like to ask you for a favor."

Boret was a little confused, and stood up with his big belly, "What's the matter?"

"We're going to check on someone named Ron Bull, who may have rented a warehouse from you."

"Do you have a search warrant?"

"As long as it is confirmed that he has a warehouse here, we will apply for a search warrant."

"OK, let me check for you." Boret worked on the computer, "I found Lawn Bull. He has indeed rented a warehouse with us, and there is still half a year left to expire."

Boret looked embarrassed again, "However, the private warehouse needs a key, and only the tenant can open it, and our company can't do anything about it."

David made a phone call, reported the situation to Susan, and asked her to apply for a search warrant.

It will take a while to apply for a search warrant, Luke suggested, "Manager Boret, can you show us around the storage center?"

"OK, no problem." Brat looked a bit reluctant.

The storage center has a large area, and there are three warehouses of different specifications according to the size of the area, which can be rented monthly, quarterly or annually.

If each warehouse is not marked with a number, it is easy to get confused.

Luke walked half a circle around the storage center, "Why is there no monitoring here?"

Boret explained, "We are a private warehouse here. We tried to install surveillance before, but the number of customers decreased instead. Then we simply dismantled it.

If you have valuables, you can deposit them directly in the bank safe, and there is no need to put them here.

Many people rent warehouses to put some sundries. "

Luke found a lot of people gathered not far away, gathered in groups of three or four, "What are they doing?"

"Today is the auction day for abandoned warehouses, and those are treasure hunters participating in the auction." Boret said with a smile, "Last time a lucky guy bought a warehouse for three hundred dollars, and found a bunch of treasure hunters in the warehouse. Gold coins can be worth at least hundreds of thousands of dollars.

If you are interested, you can also try it. "

Luke really wanted to go and have a look...

"Dingling..." David's phone rang.

After chatting for a while, David hung up the phone, "Marcus has arrived with a search warrant and technicians, and we can start work."

After receiving Marcus and others, the group went straight to Warehouse No. 53.

Boret read the search warrant, pointed to the silver shutter door, "It's yours now.

However, this is a door made of special steel, without a key, how are you going to get in? "

The technician opened his toolbox and took out a chainsaw, "How about this one?"

"I bought it for Karma." Brat patted his forehead, but there was nothing he could do.

"Zizi..."

Under the cutting of the chainsaw, the iron chain was quickly cut.

David directly opened the rolling door, and a faint smell wafted out from the warehouse.

David wrinkled his nose, and habitually took out his pistol, "It smells of rot."

The warehouse was a bit messy, with many oil paintings scattered on the floor, and a huge gray box was placed against the wall, about 70 to 80 centimeters wide and more than one meter long.

Marcus walked up to check, "Who would put incubators in the warehouse... Wow... There seems to be a pool of blood here."

Luke also took out his gun and said vigilantly, "Marcus, open the box."

"why me?"

David said, "You're the closest."

"Fuck!" Marcus was a little dissatisfied, took a deep breath, rubbed his hands, and pulled open the lid of the box forcefully.

A strong rotten smell wafted out.

"Ahem..." Marcus was almost fainted.

Luke covered his mouth and nose and went to check. There was a corpse lying inside, holding an oil painting in his hand, staring at him with piercing eyes...

This chapter is from yesterday.

It was almost twelve o'clock last night when I finished writing, so I didn't dare to post it, for fear of scaring the book friends.

Choose to send regularly in the morning.