Los Angeles Detective

Chapter 678 Indifference

Outside the deputy director's office.

Luke and David walked out of the office one after the other.

David said solemnly, "Luke, how are you going to investigate?"

Luke thought for a while, "Tight inside and loose outside, the first thing you have to do is to manage your subordinates and don't let them cause trouble."

The Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division is the most dangerous department in the entire detective bureau or lapd. Their job is to deal with drug dealers and gang members. The team members who can enter this department are not easy to deal with. This department is also the most "loyal". Their boss Jones was killed. This group of people must have exploded. Maybe they are already thinking about which gang to go to for a cleanup and relieve their anger.

"I can restrain them, but it's impossible for them to do nothing when Jones is killed.

I will let them spread the informants and collect clues about Jones's murder."

"Good idea."

David asked, "Where do you want to start the investigation?"

"I'm going to meet the patrolman who stopped the suspect vehicle and find the driver of the suspect vehicle and the first crime scene."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"I will notify you as soon as I find the location of the first crime scene. You can visit the local gangs. Maybe they can provide some clues."

"Leave it to us. This is what my men are best at. No matter whose territory Jones died in, they are responsible and must provide clues."

Luke reminded, "Don't go too far."

"Don't worry, I know my limits.

I have to go back, lest my men get the news from other places." David said, waved and left.

Luke shook his head and sighed, "If you have any sense, then hell."

Returning to the office of the first squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division, Luke gathered everyone together, "Guys, I just heard a sad news...

Jones was killed yesterday."

"Captain Jones of the Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division?"

"Captain Jones is dead?"

"How is this possible? I saw him yesterday?"

"Fuck, which damn bastard did it!"

Luke pressed his hand to signal them to calm down, and then briefly introduced the situation.

He said solemnly, "Red handed this case to us for investigation. I didn't refuse and I won't refuse.

No matter who killed Jones, we have to find him."

Xiao Hei echoed, "Yes, we must catch the murderer and avenge Captain Jones."

Jackson said, "Captain, you arrange the task."

Luke nodded, his eyes swept across the sad or angry cheeks, and said, "Get your equipment ready and meet in the parking lot in ten minutes."

"Yes, sir."

...

Near Kazka Street.

The alley on the right side of the street has been cordoned off.

Two police cars stopped on the side of the road. Luke got out of the car first and hung the police badge on his chest.

"Captain Li!"

"Sir."

The surrounding police officers greeted Luke one after another.

Luke nodded and crossed the cordon. He saw a black Honda in the alley ahead.

John came up and said, "Hi, Luke."

"Hey, buddy, I heard that you stopped the suspect's car?"

"Yes, I was patrolling nearby at night yesterday." John pointed to the black Dongfeng Honda in front. "The car was speeding, so I drove up and signaled the other party to pull over.

But the driver not only did not stop, but also drove faster. I felt that there was something wrong with this car.

Then, the driver drove into the alley, abandoned the car, and ran deep into the alley.

It was too dark at the time, and we didn't catch him."

Luke asked, "Did you see the driver's face?"

"No, he kept his back to us and was wearing a hood when he ran away, but he looked like a man from his body shape."

"What time was it? ? "

"11:10 p.m."

"Was Captain Jones dead at the time?"

"Yes.

When I searched the suspect car, I smelled blood. When I opened the trunk of the car, I saw Captain Jones' body.

He was no longer breathing and his heart was no longer beating.

Luke walked to the car to check and found a lot of blood in the trunk. He said with a heavy heart, "Can you think of any other clues?"

John thought for a while, "I didn't recognize Captain Jones' identity after I saw the body. After reporting to the main station, the night detective of the branch took over the case.

The body was also taken back to the West Branch for examination. I have an autopsy report here." John returned to the police car and took out an autopsy report and handed it to Luke.

Luke opened the autopsy report.

Name, Jones Oliver

Time of death, between 9 and 11 p.m. on January 2.

Cause of death, three shots in the chest, one of which hit the heart, causing traumatic heart rupture, blood loss in the heart cavity, cardiac arrest, and sudden death.

No signs of binding or defensive injuries were found.

The murder weapon was a 9mm pistol.

Luke asked John, "Hey, did this car come from somewhere?"

John replied, "We found this car in front of the Lawson convenience store on Kazka Street. It was driving from south to north at a very fast speed."

Luke asked, "Did you find any clues about the suspect in the car?"

"It was just after Christmas, and the West City Branch was short of manpower. The technical team has not yet arrived at the scene.

However, we have been protecting the scene and it has not been damaged."

"Understood, I'll have someone take over the scene." This was not bad news for Luke. It would be more efficient to have someone take over the scene investigation. "By the way, have you found the owner of the car?"

John replied, "It's a registered stolen vehicle."

Luke took a photo of the suspected vehicle, sent it to David, and dialed his number.

"Hello, this is Luke."

David's rough voice rang out on the phone, "How's the investigation going, buddy?"

"I arrived at the scene where the suspected vehicle was stopped. It's a registered stolen car. I want you to investigate the clues of the car."

Luke made this request for two reasons.

One is to find some work for the Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division to do, so that they don't cause trouble.

The second is that many theft gangs have connections with local gangs, and the Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division can more easily get information.

"No problem, it's time to find some work for those guys. I'll have my men investigate.

As for me... I have something more difficult now." David sighed and said, "I'm going to go to Jones's house and tell his family in person about Jones's murder...

Do you want to go with me?"

Luke didn't really want to do this kind of thing, but the problem was that he was now in charge of investigating the case, and he would definitely have to talk to Jones's family, perhaps to get some valuable clues.

"Send the address, we'll meet there."

"See you later." David said, and hung up the phone.

Luke called the deputy captain and Raymond and assigned them tasks.

The deputy captain was responsible for on-site investigation and looking for witnesses.

Raymond was responsible for finding the first crime scene.

...

Half an hour later.

Luke and David met at Jones's house.

David pointed to a blue two-story building, "This is Jones's house. A few months ago, he invited us to a party here."

Jones's house is an open courtyard. David led Luke into the courtyard. At this moment, the door opened and a teenage white girl came out of the house with a bag on her back.

David waved and said hello, "Are you Mia Oliver?"

The girl looked at David, "Who are you?"

"I'm your father's colleague, David."

"I don't think we've met before."

"Last time, your father invited us to visit, and I saw your photo."

"You have a good memory." The girl said, and then pretended to leave, and turned back and said, "By the way, he's not at home."

"I know...

Is there anyone else at home?"

"My mother." Mia Oliver said, and was about to leave with her bag, David called her, "Mia Oliver, please wait a moment.

I want to talk to you about your father."

Mia Oliver pouted, "I'm not interested in his affairs."

David was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to respond like this, "It won't take up too much of your time, this matter is very important to you."

"OK, then you can talk." Mia Oliver crossed her arms.

"I want to talk to your mother after I see her."

"Come in with me." Mia Oliver turned and walked towards the house, opened the door, and shouted, "Mom, there are guests."

"Who's here?" A white woman with brown hair came out and looked at David, "Are you Jones's colleague?"

"It's me, my name is David."

"What's the matter?"

"I want to talk about Jones."

The white woman crossed her arms, "Then why don't you talk to him?"

The attitude of the mother and daughter made David feel a little uncomfortable, "Madam, I am talking to you seriously about Jones. He is your husband, and I hope you can respect him."

"It seems that he didn't tell you that we are divorced."

David was stunned, "When?"

"Half a month ago."

David rubbed his chin and looked at Luke again.

Since she is the ex-wife, some things really don't need to be said. Luke asked, "When was the last time you saw Jones?"

"Before Christmas, he came back to move things."

"Where did he move to?"

Jones' ex-wife shook her head, "I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Jones' daughter Mia Oliver asked, "Wait, my dad hasn't been to work?"

Luke asked back, "When was the last time you saw him?"

"Before Christmas too."

"Do you know where he lives now?"

"Yes, I remember... He seems to have sent me the address." Mia Oliver said, and seemed to be looking through her phone, "Found it, No. 203 Christopher Community."

Mia Oliver looked at Luke and asked , "What happened to him?"

"Is it important? No one cares about him here anyway." David had a trace of anger on his face. He turned and walked to the door, turned his head and said, "By the way, he won't bother you again, never."

Mia Oliver was a little panicked and asked Luke, "What does he mean, what happened to my father?"

Luke sighed, "David is your father's colleague. He cares about your father very much, but he speaks more directly. I hope you don't mind."

"What happened to my father?"

"He died."

"What? What did you say just now?"

"Last night, Jones was killed."

"Oh my God, you said my father is dead."

"Yes, now I am responsible for investigating his case.

We came here today to inform you that we hope you won’t be too sad.

Another reason is to ask if you know any clues about Jones’ murder? ”

Jones’ ex-wife said with a complicated expression, “You lied.

How could he die? He always killed others...