The Daily Life of American Drama Detective

Chapter 36 The simple folk customs are just right

Tribal police station.

"Agent Banner, what is this?"

The staff on duty naturally knew Jane's identity. After greeting Jane, they looked at Chuck beside her.

"This is……"

Jian was about to introduce it, but stopped when the words reached her lips.

How to introduce it well?

You can't just say it's the detective she hired, right?

As an FBI agent, although many people are just dawdling around, on the surface, investigating cases is still the basic skill of an agent.

Agencies like the local police department and the FBI have their own jurisdictional disputes. If the other party knew about it, they would definitely laugh at her.

"consultant."

Chuck's calm reminder.

"Yes, consultant!"

Jane nodded immediately upon hearing this.

"You still have money at the FBI."

The officers on duty at the tribal police station shook their heads.

Jane's face turned red.

She knows what the other person means.

A powerful agency like the FBI has a budget that is unmatched by local police departments, so it has the money to hire various consultants to help.

Many times, it is actually these external consultants who handle the cases, while they, the real detectives, just sit back and enjoy the results.

In the past she would have argued back.

But now she has also found a consultant, not from a department, but from a private detective with a personal relationship, which seems to make the other party's ridicule more credible.

I just thought of the girl who fell in the snow, and no one could help her. I was afraid that no one would help her redress her injustice.

Because although everyone knew it was murder, the autopsy results showed that the girl was running in the bitterly cold snow, choked by the cold wind for a long time, causing coughing of blood, and drowned in her own blood after falling... She could not find any conclusive evidence to prove it.

If the girl was murdered, her boss would definitely call her back immediately.

She could only suppress the shame in her heart, look at Chuck, and open her mouth.

"I need to see the police file."

Chuck starts working on the case.

"I want to ask the Sheriff for instructions on this."

The person on duty looked at Chuck and Jane, but did not agree immediately: "It's too late now, let's talk about it tomorrow morning."

"time does not wait."

Chuck frowned: "Agent Banner, you call the Sheriff now."

"good!"

Jane also felt that time was tight, so she agreed and immediately took out her cell phone and dialed the female police chief. The ring only rang once before she was connected.

"Chief Bishop will be here soon."

Jane hung up the phone and said to Chuck.

Chuck nodded.

After a while, the sound of a car suddenly stopping was heard outside the police station, and a female police officer walked in quickly.

Chuck looked around and saw that she was a middle-aged policewoman in her forties. Her appearance was more like an Indian, but there were signs of mixed race.

"Sergeant Bishop."

Jane took the initiative to say hello: "This is the consultant I hired, Dr. Chuck Wolf!"

"Hello, Dr. Wolfe."

The female police chief reached out to Chuck.

Chuck shook back.

"Go to my office."

The female police chief greeted and led the way, taking Chuck and Jane to her police chief's office.

"Is the FBI definitely taking over?"

The female police chief sat down and said excitedly.

In her opinion, before she only sent a rookie agent like Jane here, which was a routine perfunctory procedure, but now she has sent a doctorate consultant, who is clearly preparing to officially take over.

That's good.

Unlike most other police departments that resist the FBI, in her view, as long as they can solve the case and bring the criminal to justice, it doesn't matter who solves the case and who gets the credit.

Compared with local police departments, the FBI has the most abundant resources and can solve crimes better.

"not yet."

Jane knew that the female police chief had misunderstood, so she explained awkwardly: "Dr. Wolfe is a consultant hired by me for personal relations."

"That's it."

The female police chief nodded slightly, without showing any embarrassment to Jane. On the contrary, her eyes showed appreciation: "Is there anything I can do?"

"I need local case files over the years."

Chuck said.

"good!"

The female police chief immediately agreed and called the officer on duty to bring it in.

"Any more?"

the female police chief asked.

"Has a similar case happened here?"

Chuck asked.

"No."

The female police chief shook her head: "The people here are simple and honest, and there are not many cases, let alone such vicious cases."

The folk customs are simple... Chuck glanced at Jane.

It seems that he shouldn't have told him not to look for him in such a small case in the future, because it was so appropriate and reasonable for him to appear in a place with simple folk customs.

Jane smiled bitterly.

"Is there a problem?"

The female police chief was puzzled.

"nothing."

Jane shook her head.

For this kind of local case, even if the wording is changed from small case to simple case, it is still offensive to the female police chief and others.

"Are there any troops stationed nearby?"

Chuck asked again.

"without."

The female police chief shook her head.

At this time, the staff on duty had already moved the files in.

"These are the files from past years."

The female police chief signaled: "I'm afraid it will take a long time to finish reading. Why don't you just ask me directly? I know everything."

"Ask as you look, don't delay."

Chuck began to look through the file and continued, "Are there any other government agencies nearby?"

"Do you think this was done by government workers?"

The female police chief frowned.

This question was asked to the garrison and other government agencies. Obviously, this was the first target of suspicion.

As a staff member of a state agency, she instinctively rejects this kind of behavior.

"The town has a small population and simple relationships."

Chuck looked down at the file and said casually: "If even you, a senior police chief who knows the town well, can't find the suspect, then there is a high probability that it is not a person in the town, but an outsider.

If there is a garrison nearby, then the first suspect target is naturally the garrison."

"Why?"

Jane couldn't help but ask.

"You are the FBI, don't you even know this?"

Chuck looked up at her and frowned: "The crimes committed by the U.S. military garrison are countless. Wherever they are stationed, the crime rate soars. Three poisons are rampant. Just look at the island countries where the U.S. military is stationed.

This time the victim is an Indian girl again, her appearance is similar to that of an Asian. The identity of Indians on the mainland is not even as good as those of the island countries. At least the island countries are grateful for the abuses of the United States, but they do not have festivals like Thanksgiving to blatantly

Celebrate, once there is a garrison nearby, more than 90% of it will be done by the garrison, and it will definitely not be the only one."

After saying that, he lowered his head and quickly flipped through the files.

"..."

Jane was speechless.

The female police chief looked ugly.

Although she is of mixed race, her emotional tendency is still towards the tribe, and she works hard for the harmony between the tribe and the government. How could she want to hear such a well-known truth that she does not want to think about or mention.

The office fell silent for a moment.

"Can you really see so fast?"

Jane first recovered from this strange atmosphere. She looked left and right, not knowing how to break the atmosphere. Seeing that Chuck didn't seem to be watching at all, but just flipping through it quickly, she couldn't help but complain.

"The human brain processes 16 bits of information per second, equivalent to 65,536 pieces of information, while the subconscious mind can process 11 million pieces of information."

Chuck did not change his movements and looked up at her: "So yes, I can!"

Jane, female police chief: "..."

(End of chapter)