Five Hundred and Fifty-Six Chapters 30 Years of Hedong, New York, USA

The black man shuddered with fright, the crowbar in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and turned around nervously, his face full of embarrassment and nervousness: "No, no need."

When he saw the police badges on their chests, he was even more nervous: "Ah, I'm in a hurry to urinate. I'll talk later." He ran away.

Luke and Selena didn't bother to catch him either.

There are a lot of petty thieves in Los Angeles. If Luke hadn't seen it on the way, he would earn ten experience points for a few words, and he wouldn't care about it.

Scared away this stupid thief who didn't steal anything but lost a crowbar instead, Luke wanted to leave.

But the sensitive sense of smell controlled in an ordinary state is still much sharper than ordinary people, and suddenly discovered something interesting.

He looked at the car, and suddenly asked Selena, "The file says, did Jameson's license plate just now?"

Selena took out the file and looked for it: "Well, that's right, it's on this license plate."

Luke took out Jameson's business card from his pocket, and dialed the number on it: "Mr. Jameson? We were outside just now when someone happened to be pricking your car."

In less than two minutes, Jameson came out angrily: "Damn, what's going on in Los Angeles? Is hell descending on the world?"

Seeing the two of Luke, he didn't get angry with them.

He is not an idiot. The police detective position of the serious crime team is not high, but it is not comparable to ordinary police. The typical position is low and powerful.

Moreover, the serious crime team doesn't really need to care about the theft case.

Luke just nodded: "Mr. Jameson, is this your car?"

Jameson took out an electronic key, pressed it to unlock, and the car immediately chirps twice.

Luke: "Can you please open the trunk? The thief seemed to be prying there just now."

Jameson thought it was a little strange, but he did.

After the trunk was opened, Luke looked at the contents with a teasing expression on his face: "Mr. Jameson, this seems to be a kraft paper bag provided by a hotel entertainment venue? Look at the thickness, shouldn't it be the 20,000 cash you lost? "

Jameson can't believe it,

I grabbed the kraft paper bag and dumped the contents into the trunk.

The two stacks of US knives slipped out.

With the bundled banknotes and the denominations on them, Luke felt that as long as a few were not drawn from a certain stack, the $20,000 should have disappeared.

Luke looked at Jameson who was there while checking the cash with a dog expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jameson, it seems that you can call to withdraw the report, right?"

Jameson was annoyed: "But I was really beaten, and then took the money. How did I know he would throw the money in my trunk?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly understood: "No. He covered my head, just to prevent me from seeing him throw the money into the trunk? Or was he afraid that I would see his face? He is just trying to get revenge on me!"

Luke and the two also agreed with this speculation.

Unless Mr. Jameson was fed up, or drunk, and called the false police by himself, it was likely to be a petty revenge, not a robbery.

20,000 cash is not taken away in front of me, the possibility of this personal grievance.

Beating Jameson but not hurting, then the grievance is probably not big, it is purely disgusting for this guy.

Even if someone is found in this case, it is difficult to convict him. After all, Jameson has neither lost money nor been injured.

The two didn't mean to delay, just reminded Jameson to drive the car into the hotel quickly.

The ghost knows what this two-hundred-fifty rich man thinks. The parking lot of the hotel does not stop, he threw the car outside, and drove with cash.

However, according to Luke's speculation, this guy is afraid to use cash to pretend to be splurge.

Except for criminals, Americans do not have the habit of collecting large sums of cash in their daily work life.

In addition, some places are not suitable for credit card consumption, and will leave consumption records, and service personnel in some special industries like to accept cash.

Labeling this Jameson a playboy, the two drove off.

Selena laughed: "This guy has a newspaper office at home. Although it's in New York, the bureau doesn't want to be criticized by the New York newspapers for being bad, so they threw this case here. In other words, we here It can be considered half a day to solve the case, right?"

Luke smiled: "As for it? The newspapers in New York can just say sarcastic words. Who is the boss who cherishes fame so much?"

Selena raised her finger and pointed at him: "Be careful what you say!"

Luke: "Huh?"

"Because, this boss is Chief Brad, the leader of our leader's leader." Selena said.

Seeing Luke's embarrassed expression, she laughed.

After laughing enough, she explained: "The exclusive news from Elsa, Director Brad was squeezed out of New York before he came to our Los Angeles. When Director Brad left from New York, he swore Going back there one day."

Luke smiled wryly: Does this count as people fighting for a breath and Buddha fighting for a stick of incense?

Selena looked at his expression and added: "Also, I guess the big boss's tone at that time should be asking him to go back there."

Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi, don't bully the poor, the American New York edition? The thought immediately appeared in Luke's mind, and he immediately burst into laughter.

Chief Brad is not a teenager, and he has never been poor. He is also a big boss in the Los Angeles Police Department.

The position of the chief of the Los Angeles West District Police Department is at best a small low point in his life.

Putting aside the discussion about the life experience of the boss, the two drove back to the police station.

Luke didn't tell Selena that he actually knew who cleaned up Jameson.

The smell of some unreliable "strongest killer" is on that bag of money.

Judging from Luke's experience with that guy, that guy can really do such a thing.

Not for the money, just for yourself.

I just don't know how Jameson provoked the "strongest killer".

But the bottom line of that person is still there. He didn't cut Jameson into a few pieces with a knife. Maybe this personal grievance is not too serious?

Back at the police station, Luke went to read the corpses and evidence of the two bank robbery cases and murder cases.

The guy with the back of his head smashed is fine, but the robber who was hanged by the rope made him a little aware.

Looking at the knot that hangs this guy, Luke rubbed his chin: "This technique is a bit familiar."

In fact, this is not just a familiar problem.

This knot technique is highly similar to the rope technique of the assistant director, writer and screenwriter Tott Weiss.

Luke could even roughly imagine how the knot flew through the air, slipped into the robber's neck, and hoisted it up.

The Tot-Weiss guy had already flown under the tires of the big truck, and it was cool.

Of course this case couldn't have been done by a dead person, only by some guy who was proficient in rope skills.