Los Angeles Detective

Five minutes later, patrol officers rushed to the scene to support.

Luke rushed into the house with the patrolman and searched.

The murderer has left.

The house is a little messy.

The dog owner was leaning against the wall. He had two gunshot wounds on his chest. Blood flowed down his body. The body was still warm, so he should have died not long ago.

His eyes were wide open, staring straight ahead, as if he was dying.

She was already changing, but God didn't give her enough time.

At this time, Luke also felt a little emotional in his heart. He had seen the other party two days ago, but he was killed in a blink of an eye.

Luke began to look at the scene and simulate the incident.

The murderer was probably stalking the dead.

After the deceased opened the door, the murderer also broke in. The long-haired white dog wanted to bite the murderer, but was shot by the murderer, and the long-haired white dog ran out of the house in fright.

The murderer approached the dog owner with a pistol, and the dog owner leaned helplessly against the wall.

And the murderer shot, and a shot hit the heart and killed him directly.

Afterwards, the murderer searched the house and fled.

Of course, the above is just Luke's speculation, and he is not fully sure whether the murderer is Benjamin Nassi.

Ten minutes later, Susan brought people to the scene.

Luke reported the situation to her.

Susan checked the scene, "Do you think the murderer is Benjamin Nassi?"

"Yes."

"Is there any evidence?"

"I saw a thick-soled rubber shoe with dog poop on the community road, which allowed the investigation team to identify whether it matched the murderer's shoe.

The other is to check the surveillance around the community and the identification of bullet marks. "

Susan nodded, and didn't continue to struggle, "Are there any witnesses around? Or saw someone suspected of being the murderer."

"No.

However, I asked the neighbors around, and the deceased had a red Honda car with the license plate number 5eeb324 in his home.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, someone saw the car leaving the community. It is likely that the murderer drove the car away. "

Marcus asked, "Since the murderer killed someone, how dare he drive away the deceased's car? He is not afraid of being followed by the police."

Luke explained, "There is a time difference, the deceased lived alone, even if he was killed, it would be difficult to find the body immediately.

When the police found the body, they would have to wait until tomorrow at the earliest. By then, the murderer had already abandoned the car and fled, probably without a trace.

The murderer never thought that I would find the body so early.

Of course, thanks to the dog. "

Marcus asked, "Can the dog be saved?"

Luke shook his head, "I don't know, I have been sent for treatment."

Susan followed Luke's analysis and said, "The suspect can choose other escape methods, which are less risky.

However, the other party chose to drive the deceased's car away, indicating that he was in a hurry and probably wanted to flee Los Angeles.

Without further ado, we must act.

Luke, collect surveillance around the neighborhood.

Jenny, contact Honda for assistance in locating the car.

Marcus, call Matthew and ask him to call the surveillance along the way and track the red Honda car. "

"Yes, captain."

...

Downtown Los Angeles.

A red Honda was parked in the alley.

A man in a baseball cap got out of the car, carrying a backpack, and entered the adjacent apartment building.

The apartment building is a bit dilapidated, in disrepair, and there is not even a doorman.

The door of that Honda was still open, but I don't know if I forgot to close it or did it on purpose.

It is estimated that before dawn, it will be driven to an unknown garage.

The man in the baseball cap didn't go upstairs, but went to the basement. When he reached the second floor of the basement, he felt that the air was much damper.

The iron gate on the second floor of the basement was closed, and there was a black man guarding the gate inside.

A man in a baseball cap knocked on the door, "Hey, I'm here to get the goods."

The black man glanced at him, "Name?"

"Linton."

The black man looked it up in the record book, "No, if you don't have you today, you have to wait until tomorrow."

"I want it to be expedited."

"Everyone wants to hurry up. If it can't be done, it just can't be done. If the process is wrong, it is likely to be recognized as fake."

"I am willing to pay more, and I will get the certificate tonight."

The man in the baseball cap took out ten green bills from his pocket and handed them through the iron gate.

"Help."

"Wait." After the black guard finished speaking, he put the money in his pocket and entered the room inside.

When he came out again, he pointed five fingers at the man in the baseball cap, "If you want to hurry up, you need to add five thousand dollars."

"Fuck, you are simply vampires."

"It's because you didn't come on time as agreed. If you want to hurry up, you have to pay more, or just wait in line honestly.

It is not easy to work in our line of work. If we are here today, we may change places tomorrow. Let alone five thousand dollars, even ten thousand dollars may not be able to find us.

Don't miss this opportunity. "The black guards look like you want it or not.

The man in the baseball cap sighed, took out five thousand dollars from his bag and handed it through the iron gate.

The black guard took the money and grinned, "I'll pick it up in an hour."

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The man in the baseball cap sat on the ground and waited.

after an hour.

The black case handed a paper bag outside the iron gate, "Remember, you have never been here."

The man in the baseball cap opened the paper bag and pulled out a driver's license, "Never again."

With this thing there is an extra layer of security, and it's time to leave.

The man in the baseball cap came out of the apartment and glanced in the direction of the red Honda, but it was gone.

The man in the baseball cap had a complex expression, "These bastards will destroy this city sooner or later, a bunch of rotten people."

A man in a baseball cap walked to the side of the road, ready to take a taxi and leave.

Suddenly, a black Dodge stopped on the side of the road, and a black-haired man got out of the car.

The four eyes are facing each other.

The man in the baseball cap instinctively lowered his head, turned and walked along the road.

Luke had seen pictures of Benjamin Nassi.

He has been in the police force for many years and is very experienced in identifying people.

Luke directly pulled out his pistol and shouted at the man in the baseball cap, "lapd! Don't move, raise your hands!"

"Hey, you arrested the wrong person, I did not commit a crime."

"Let me see your hands, now."

David also took out his pistol and warned, "Hey, don't make trouble for yourself, you are not facing a gun."

In desperation, the man in the baseball cap could only slowly raise his hands. His right hand was still wrapped in a bandage, and it seemed that a finger was missing.

Luke stepped forward and handcuffed his hands, "What's your name?"

The man in the baseball cap replied, "Linton."

"Don't be clever, it doesn't make any sense for you to lie now, just like your finger, once it's broken, it can never come back.

I ask again, name. "

"Benjamin Nassi"

"Good, you're under arrest."

The man in the baseball cap asked, "How did you find me so quickly?"

"I can only blame you for being unlucky. I found the injured white long-haired dog, and immediately located the red Honda car."

"It's that dog again. If it wasn't for that dog shitting everywhere, I wouldn't be discovered by you. I will leave this city tomorrow."

"So, we have to thank that dog." Luke smiled and glanced, "Where's that car?"

"It should have been driven away by the car thief, but it was still a step too late. If you found the body later, you might not be able to catch me." Benjamin Naxi sighed.

"We'll get it back, tell me, what are you doing here?"

"newborn."

David searched him and found a gun with a suppressor. The make and model were the same, and it was probably the murder weapon.

There is also a very new driver's license that still seems to smell of ink.

"Linton Polk, your name sucks. Are you here to create a false identity?"

Benjamin Nassi glanced at him, but did not answer.

David smiled, "It seems that we still have a windfall."

Soon, other team members and patrol officers came to support.

Hand over Benjamin Naxi to the patrol police.

Luke and others entered the apartment, ready to collect all the places where the fake certificates were made.

First, I asked Benjamin about the situation, and learned that there was an iron fence door blocking it, and they also brought a breaking hammer.

Afterwards, a group of people entered the second basement floor of the apartment.

Seeing so many people coming all at once, the black guard stood up in fright. Before he could run away, he heard a burst of yelling.

"lapd, don't move."

"Let me see your hands, don't play tricks."

With a sound of "bang!", the iron gate was knocked open.

The black guard was directly held down by Marcus and David and put on handcuffs.

Luke and others rushed into the inner room.

An old white man was taking out a lighter to light the document.

"lapd, don't move."

"Put down what you have in your hand, and don't destroy the evidence."

The old white man slowly raised his hand and smiled, "I won't move, I know the rules and will cooperate with you.

I have information to tell the police and am willing to be a tainted witness. "

This industry has high profits and high risks.

The old man saw that he was a regular visitor to the prison, so he took the initiative.

Luke went over to check and found several unfinished driver's licenses.

He directly took photos to store the certificates. Anyone who can buy fake certificates here is not a good person.

One catch one accurate.

Just waiting for the guests to arrive...