North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 334 Clues

When it was time to get off work, Jimmy packed up and prepared to go home. There had been no news from Chuck, which was normal. It was impossible to get more news in half a day. It was definitely still in the investigation stage.

Jimmy drove by Chinatown and came here specifically to refresh his tea. Speaking of which, he didn't feel much when he drank it before, but when he invited Ruiz to drink tea, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have done a little wrong.

When you invite someone to tea, you always have to drink something good, it’s not like you can’t afford it.

It's the same tea shop. Jimmy is actually quite lazy. Basically, as long as there is nothing wrong with the shop he is familiar with before, or there is something that is not available, he will usually go directly to the familiar shop and lazily look around for colleagues to experience a new feeling.

It was recommended by the shop owner. The Lapsang Souchong that was given to Mary before was a little more expensive, costing more than a hundred yuan per tael. It was not used as daily rations. It was enough for just entertaining other people. This time, there was no need to buy a tea set. The one I bought before

The set will work for a while, and I will change it later. I also bought some Longjing tea that can be brewed into glass cups, and I usually drink it by myself.

Having already spent money to buy tea, naturally I need some after-sales service from the boss. Jimmy is learning how to make black tea from the boss. The boss is very generous and directly uses the same Lapsang Souchong that Jimmy bought to teach. The first brewing is

I started tasting tea from the second brew, when a Chinese girl walked in from outside.

"Uncle De, how are you doing now?" The girl came in and didn't care about the guests and shouted directly to the boss.

The boss who was called "Uncle De" frowned and looked at her: "Don't you see any customers? Get out."

Jimmy also turned his head and looked over. Well, she was a very good-looking Chinese girl. She had long straight black hair, an oval face, and quite big eyes. She was just not very tall, only about 160cm, and she was on the thin side.

"Tch, I'll show you the plastic surgery effect, if you're not happy yet, just leave." The girl said, shook her head, and turned around to leave.

Well, I thought she was a gentle girl when she stood silent, but it turns out she has a very explosive temper.

Uncle De said sorry and continued to teach Jimmy how to clean the tea set. While Jimmy was learning, he thought about something just now, and then forgot about it after a while.

"Uncle De, who was that just now?" Jimmy picked up the cup for the third shot. The store owner, Uncle De, taught him the complete process. Naturally, he wanted to let Jimmy experience the taste of every brew. And because Uncle De's ancestral home is

In the north, there is no problem with Mandarin. Their communication has always been in Mandarin.

"Hey, my brother's daughter, I don't know what to think, but she likes those celebrities and insists on having plastic surgery to look like them. She is such a good girl, why doesn't she go to school? She thinks about these messy things all day long."

Uncle De sighed, their older generation

People can't stand today's children, so Jimmy looks young, but polite, and doesn't seem to have the shabby habits of those people on the street, so he teaches him so patiently, otherwise he is just an ordinary customer.

Who would go to such trouble to teach?

"Plastic surgery? I really can't tell. It seems like she has a very good foundation." Jimmy also shook his head. He had seen too many film and television stars in his previous life, and he had also seen too many of this kind of oval face, and there was nothing particularly stunning about it.

place.

Plastic surgery, change, Diego is a plastic surgeon, no, there is a loophole in the previous speculation.

Jimmy suddenly remembered the thought that had just passed by him. It was this. The reason why Diego was killed might not be drug trafficking or entertaining other people to take drugs in his studio, but his craft. Could it be one of his customers?

Come and kill him after plastic surgery?

If the plastic surgery fails and the client's appearance is ruined, and a killer is hired to kill him in revenge? Or if the plastic surgery is successful, and the client is killed to silence him in order to prevent others from discovering his previous appearance? It's possible.

Jimmy calmly drank the fifth brew of tea. It was already very, very light at this time, and the color of the tea was only a slight light yellow. Uncle De said: "You see, brew Lapsang Souchong normally, and the fifth brew is brewed normally."

The brewing time is almost over, and the subsequent flavor will be much lighter, so if you entertain guests, it is best to clean the teapot and tea utensils after the fourth brewing, and start over, so as not to give the guests a bad impression."

Jimmy nodded: "Thank you, Uncle De, I understand. I have something else to do tonight, so I won't bother you. Goodbye."

Jimmy took the tea, turned around and left the tea shop, went to the public parking lot, got in the car and went home.

It's already night now, and Chuck and the others are not bad at solving cases. Let's go to the police station to find him tomorrow. This case is interesting, so we should have nothing to do. Let's solve the case together. Now there are three directions,

Drug trafficking, plastic surgery failure, plastic surgery success, it all depends on which of the three directions is the most likely.

With the new clues, Jimmy was also energized. He went straight to the police station early the next morning. Chuck was still at the police station and did not go out to look for clues. Good news. Jimmy told his guess. Chuck was there.

Bian also asked someone to bring in the evidence list. Jimmy and Chuck checked and found that there was no case file of Diego here.

Chuck frowned. He must have gone to his studio during the previous investigation. If he didn't get it back, it's still a question whether he could find it in the past.

Chuck put the evidence list back on the table, picked up his clothes and took Jimmy to Diego's studio. Fortunately, the studio has been closed since Diego's death, and no one has touched the things inside. Speaking of which, it has been

Two weeks later, Diego's family is still immersed in grief and is not in a hurry to clean up Diego's things.

Chuck and Jimmy entered the studio, and instead of looking for them themselves, they were waiting for someone. The front desk had already contacted them in advance, and she would come over later to help get the information.

Jimmy also took a look and saw that there was no surveillance inside the studio or in the corridor outside. It seemed that if there was information, it would still be troublesome to find someone.

By the way, Diego has really good taste. The girl at the front desk is very beautiful. She looks about 30 years old, Hispanic, with wheat-colored skin and long dark hair with slightly curly tips.

Opening the filing cabinet in Diego's office, he took out the case files. "It's strange, there is a file folder missing." The girl said to herself while rummaging around in the office.

Chuck: "What's going on? When is the file missing?"

Girl: "There should be three case folders here, but now there are only two. The latest one currently in use is gone. It should have been recorded since the middle of last year."

Chuck and Jimmy looked at each other, and it seemed that the problem lay here, "Look again. Also, is your reservation information still there?"

Girl: "Yes." She took out a register from the filing cabinet, handed it to Chuck, and then continued to look for the latest case file.

In the end, they still couldn't find the case folder, so they had no choice. It seemed that the cases in the case folder were what Chuck and the others were looking for, but fortunately, the information in the register was still there.

Jimmy returned to Federal Plaza, and Chuck returned to the police station with the registration book. They had more manpower there, so they could find out all the registration information, and then compare it with the system to determine the corresponding person. Jimmy would not do this troublesome thing.

After participating, he found out the key information of this case. There is no need to handle everything by himself.

The long week is coming to an end, and Jimmy packs his things and prepares to go home. It's time to relax at the weekend. It's been a long time since he went out for a walk to relax. After getting his own apartment, Jimmy spends significantly more time at home than before.

When I was in Little Rock, it was normal to go out for a walk after get off work. Even if I had nothing to do, just go and kill time. After coming to New York, I seemed to have the same cautious feeling as when I was just reborn. Jimmy was not that cautious. He travels frequently, and after buying his own house, he became more of a homebody.

After going home for a simple dinner, Jimmy changed his clothes and went out. There was a speakeasy bar not far from his home. I had been there once before and it felt pretty good. Apart from the different decoration and structural environment, the place unexpectedly reminded Jimmy of

Justin's Camlite Bar and the speakeasy at the Continental Hotel.

The difference was that their two bars had live singers, while this one only played music. Maybe it was the wrong time, and Jimmy didn't see the resident singer, but he did have a small performance stage.

In a dark environment, there is a row of special chandeliers above the bar, which only illuminate part of the bar. The lights on the surrounding walls are also very dim. There is also a small lamp imitating a candle on the table next to it, but the brightness in the bar is enough.

People can clearly see the passages and tables and chairs, so they don't have to worry too much about bumping into them.

Most of the people who came here were two or more people, and they all sat directly at the table area next to them. There were not many people at the bar. Jimmy sat in front of the bar and ordered a special honey ginger cocktail that was limited to that day.

Spend your leisure time slowly.

It didn't take long for the bar to be almost full. There are still a lot of people coming to the bar to have a drink and chat in the evening in New York. Although there are many people, it is not particularly noisy. Jimmy is still very satisfied. This place can become a

The future base will have a nice environment, and most importantly, it's not far from his apartment.

After a while, three more girls came in. They took a look at the situation and went straight to the seat next to Jimmy. Unfortunately, there were only two seats left. Only one person could stand between the two of them, with their arms on the bar.

Leaning against the bar, the three of them chatted in low voices.

Jimmy was a little happy watching them. When he came, he saw security guards at the door. They had statistics on how many empty seats there were in the bar. Normally, they wouldn't let more people in. It was too much to stand without a seat.

It affects the mood of the guests. Waiting outside is better than coming in without a seat and not knowing how they got in.

After taking a sip of wine, he suddenly found that the unlucky girl standing in the middle looked familiar, and tentatively called out: "Nia? Nia Miller?"

Nia turned to look at Jimmy. She frowned and looked at Jimmy. She didn't expect that when she went out to play with her friends, she ran into someone she knew.

"Hi, Agent Jimmy." Nia changed her frown to a smile and greeted Jimmy.

Jimmy raised his glass and touched it lightly with her: "Is it really you, your friend?"

Nia nodded: "My old classmate." The girls next to Nia also glanced at Jimmy, then the three of them touched their heads and whispered something, and laughed softly together, looking very happy.

It was normal for the police to come to the bar after get off work. Since Nia came here with her friends, Jimmy did not disturb them. He reached out to flip the ancient horse racing game board next to him and watched the spinning horses gradually stop. There was someone next to him. After leaving, a round table became available, and Nia and the others also changed their positions and sat there.

Jimmy ordered another glass of penicillin. Well, speaking of naming the cocktail like this, I don't know whether to say that the bartenders are not creative or too creative. It is made with a slightly sweet and spicy whiskey base, which Jimmy usually drinks.

The whiskey has a completely different flavor.

After a while, at the invitation of Nia and the others, Jimmy also moved there. Two of Nia's old classmates, both models, came to participate in New York Fashion Week. It seemed that the quality of the girls in Nia's school was very high.

Jimmy chatted with them for a while, then said goodbye and left the bar. Unfortunately, they came and went alone.

On Monday, after Jimmy went to work, he received a call from Chuck and came to the police station. Chuck took Jimmy to the conference room, where Nia was already operating the projector.

Nia: "We have used the reservation information of Diego Studio to check the reservation information of more than 100 of their customers in the past six months. So far, we have confirmed the information of most people. At the same time, there are a few people who have not found any information in the system.

, the phone number left was also an anonymous phone number.

This is the surveillance we obtained corresponding to the scheduled time from the surveillance at the entrance of the building. Since the previous surveillance videos have been destroyed, there are only videos from the last month."

Jimmy nodded, and Nia continued to play the surveillance video. Several people who used anonymous phones and whose real identities were not found based on the reserved information searched the surveillance video for entry and exit records before and after the corresponding time point.

Since there were many people coming in and out of the building, they were not sure who went to Diego's studio. After watching the two surveillance videos, Jimmy waved his hand and told Nia to pause the video.

Jimmy looked at Chuck: "Chuck, there's no point in checking the surveillance like this. Diego is a plastic surgeon, that is, he did the surgery there. When he left, he was usually wrapped in bandages, and you couldn't see what they looked like at all.

.As for what they looked like when they arrived, it’s not of much reference.”

Chuck nodded: "One more thing. What I'm worried about is that if this person came to shoot Diego after plastic surgery, it means that he has recovered. Including the recovery period, it may be more than a month. The surveillance video we have now

It was completely impossible to photograph him."

Jimmy: "Yes, so I have an idea. We directly check the surveillance video after Diego's death. The gunman must have come to get the file as soon as possible. In theory, he only needs to look at the surveillance video a few days after Diego's death, and then

people can tell it apart. From the time Diego died to the time we got the files, in between

After two weeks, this time span is too big. Let’s identify the people in the video in stages. I think this may also require the building security personnel and staff to identify other people in the video and work in the building.

People can be excluded temporarily and prioritize investigating people they don’t know.”

Chuck nodded and looked at Nia, "Nia, please contact the property management staff of the building and ask them to come to the police station to assist in the investigation."

Nia nodded, packed up the files on the table, and then left the conference room.

(End of chapter)