Super Detective in the Fictional World

Chapter 315: Rich bearded Nick (2 more)

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The black policewoman hesitated for a moment before she said: "Three mornings ago, someone robbed a cash transport truck. Our colleagues rushed over and all four of them died in the line of duty."

As soon as these words came out, Luke's face darkened.

Killing the police, and killing four at once, this gang of robbers is daring.

No wonder the black policewoman looked busy and impatient.

Sonia apologized, as a concession to the little verbal dispute just now, and the four of them walked to the office pointed out by the policewoman.

Sonia came over and said in a low voice: "Luke, we are coming here at this time, will..."

Luke was helpless: "Who knew it would be such a coincidence? But they are all police, can we not investigate?"

Sonia frowned and fell silent.

The Los Angeles County Police Department killed four police officers. Didn’t the Texas Mounted Police named Mark die in the line of duty

After entering the door of that office and looking in, the corners of Luke's eyes twitched: holyshxt! Who are you going to fight with

The grade of this office is not high, that is to say, it is separated by some wooden boards and glass, but it is quite spacious.

In a room of more than 50 square meters, more than a dozen policemen were murderous, checking their equipment and weapons in their hands.

I won't mention m4a1, a, even expensive things like hk416, but is this too exaggerated

The special police also need to be equipped with some micro-charged shotguns, and this group of county police are all heavy firepower.

A policeman facing the door saw Luke, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Luke took out his police officer's ID card and said, "Los Angeles West District Police Department, Luke."

The man froze for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Luke: "I'm here for the case of the Texas Mounted Police being killed."

The man looked ugly, turned his head and shouted: "Big-nik, here is a detective from the West District Police Department to investigate the case."

The people in the office stopped what they were doing almost at the same time and looked over.

A moment later, a tall, bearded, middle-aged white man came over with an unhappy expression: "What do you want to check?"

Luke's face was calm: "Mark Owen, the Texas Mounted Police who was blocked and shot three days ago, remember?"

Bearded Nick frowned: "Huh? So what?"

Luke: "So, I want to know, who approved the escort route."

The bearded Nick's face turned cold: "It's me, what else do you want to ask? Do you need to take me back to your police interrogation room?"

Luke's face remained calm: "Mark Owen is a policeman. He died in the line of duty. I think his family needs an answer."

Nick looked ugly, but he didn't dare to say anything radical.

Those who dare to mock the dead police officers will be rejected. After all, no one likes their colleague as a scum who doesn't even respect the dead police officers.

What's more, they just had a colleague die in the line of duty, so they can't talk nonsense.

"I see that you are very busy. Can you save each other's time and find a place to talk?" Luke asked.

The bearded Nick made a signal, and several people walked to the corner of the office. He kicked away a person who was busy packing his equipment: "Go over there, and give up a seat to our dear PD colleague."

The man got kicked, but grinned at Luke, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Luke didn't give this person a straight look.

He knows that his appearance is easy to be looked down upon, but he doesn't rely on his face for food.

The conversation lasted less than ten minutes, and Luke said goodbye and left.

Sonia came out of the office and wanted to say something, but Luke interrupted her: "Let's go out and talk."

Sonia looked around and closed her mouth.

After going out, on the way to the open-air parking lot next door, Luke said, "Sonia, what did you find?"

Sonia hesitated for a moment, but said, "Luke, did you notice those people's clothes?"

Luke hummed: "It's all handmade, not cheap. What else?"

Sonia: "There are also shoes. Although I can't recognize everyone's shoes, I happen to recognize the logo of the pair of leather boots on that big-nik's feet. It's from a small handmade shoe store in Los Angeles."

Luke hehe: "Let me guess, the price is quite impressive, isn't it?"

Sonia nodded: "Last time I wanted to buy a pair for my dad as a birthday present, and I specifically asked about the price. The cheapest pair I ordered was close to two thousand dollars. And the calfskin on the feet of Team Leader Nick For the special edition, at least double the price."

Selena clucked her tongue when she heard it from the side: "Isn't that worth our salary for several weeks?" She said, looking at the boots under her feet.

Well, the boots under her feet are also handmade, and they don't have any logos because Luke magically modified them for her.

Compared to her pair of real custom-made handmade models, that big Nick's calfskin boots can only be regarded as scum.

The special alloy compartments used in her boots alone are worth nearly ten thousand dollars, not counting Luke's manual costs.

Next to him, Alexandra, who was named the second generation of drugs killed by Luke, this young Hispanic police detective also said: "The watches of several of them are more valuable."

Luke looked over: "About how much?"

Alexandra: "There are three to five thousand dollars, and there are two more than ten thousand dollars."

Now both Selena and Sonia clicked their tongues.

It is not uncommon for a policeman to wear such an expensive watch once in a while, but the group of guys just now are all front-line police officers who often have to fight with others, so there is obviously something wrong with wearing such an expensive watch.

dirty-op! (black police)

The word came to everyone's mind.

Don't think that the police in the United States are strictly controlled. In fact, many policemen have dirty hands and feet.

The Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department is the largest county-level police department in the United States and the fourth largest police department in the United States. It manages the vast surrounding areas of downtown Los Angeles and provides law enforcement services for 42 of the 88 cities in its jurisdiction. .

Its number of employees is no less than that of the Los Angeles Police Department, and the population within its jurisdiction is similar to that of downtown Los Angeles.

As a policeman in this huge county police station, you want everyone to be honest and law-abiding, that's a joke.

An honest policeman would not even think of doing well here. Without enough flexibility and skill, he would not be able to deal with the complicated affairs and interests in the police station.

Dustin is about to be promoted to aptain recently, and he dare not wear those expensive handmade leather boots and clothes, as well as famous watches.

Bearded Nick is just a sergeant, but he dares to wear it blatantly, and he is bold enough.

Luke also noticed more details.

With his eyesight, he easily found that among the dozen or so people in the room, four or five had tattoos with the same pattern.

This is only exposed on the clothes, other people may not have this tattoo.

Obviously, the sheriff Nick the Beard is not alone, he has a group of very strong subordinates, or brothers.

During the discussion, everyone arrived at the parking lot, opened the door and got in the car.

Sonia asked from the open window, "Where are you going now?"

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