If you can't do it, it's useless to say that you are breaking the sky. Both Elsa and Luke added in their hearts.
After chatting, Luke and the two continued to investigate the case, and Elsa returned to the police station.
But she still gave Luke a little help: "Elizabeth and Billy's group, and Simmons, as long as you need help, you can go to them directly."
Luke, of course, thanked you.
This is already all the manpower in Elsa's hands, and there is nothing to say about the support.
The three parted ways.
Luke and Selena rushed to the second scene.
Another bank robbery, another homicide, another robber died after escaping into a certain passageway, and the stolen money from the same robbery disappeared.
What's even more weird is that the surveillance here also didn't capture how the man died when he ran away.
After reading the simple autopsy report at the scene, Luke took out a chocolate lollipop from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed it into his mouth, and said slightly vaguely: "Except that this guy was brain-dead after being hit hard, these two cases It's pretty similar."
Selena nodded: "Yes, so leave it to us."
Luke also walked around here this time, got in the car with Selena and left, and rushed to the scene of the third case, a five-star hotel called Colmore.
At the so-called crime scene, which is a side of the road, he looked at it and nodded: "At least this case and those two cases should have nothing to do with each other."
Selina rolled her eyes: "There is a gaming hall here, and the one who was robbed was a guy who won money."
Luke waved his hand, indicating that he could go in, and said, "So, what kind of weirdo would choose to go out with cash? Does he think that there are too few robberies in Los Angeles?"
Selena thought about the informant's information, and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe he is rich and self-willed, so he doesn't care about it?"
Luke smashed his mouth, and felt that there was nothing wrong with that.
Standing in the casino of this hotel, he and Selena had just hung up their police badges when they attracted security: "Two police detectives, what's the matter?"
Luke: "Yesterday, there was a Mr. Jameson who reported that he had been robbed of $20,000. We are here to find him."
The security guard sighed, with a helpless expression on his face: "Please wait a moment." Then, he walked into the hall, found a middle-aged white man who was yelling at the card table, said a few words, and pointed He pointed to Luke and the two of them.
The middle-aged white man muttered a few words in dissatisfaction, then got up and walked over.
Seeing Selena, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand and said, "Ah, hello detective, may I know your name? How about having dinner together after get off work? This is my business card."
Selena calmly picked up the cake in her hand and took a bite: "Sorry, I'm not hungry yet."
Jameson: …
Only Luke took a step forward as usual, and pulled the business card in his hand: "Mr. Jameson, you reported to the police yesterday that you had a sum of money robbed, right?"
Jameson nodded resentfully, and didn't care that Luke didn't introduce himself: "Yes, your efficiency is really bad. In New York, I would have complained to your director."
Luke's face remained motionless, maintaining that kind of smile: "Then can you tell me about what happened yesterday?"
Although Jameson was impatient, he was not someone who didn't care about money at all, so he quickly explained how he was robbed yesterday.
After listening, Luke nodded thoughtfully: "So, you made a sudden move and went out with 20,000 dollars in cash, but just as you walked out, before you got in the car, you were covered in a black cloth bag and beat you up." Dun, and then took your money away?"
Jameson nodded.
Luke looked at his face: "However, you can continue to entertain here today, so how did the robbers attack you?"
Jameson glared at Luke angrily, looking at that calm and handsome face, suddenly a little embarrassed: Bi Shuai, I seem to have lost! What to do
He turned his eyes away, and said impatiently: "It was just kicked."
Luke was still very patient: "Which parts did you kick?"
His question didn't mean to embarrass the Jameson.
In fact, if most robberies do not have a murder weapon and simply attack the victim with fists and feet, the attack will be insignificant.
If you are holding a gun or knife, it is either serious injury (killing) and robbery, or the victim honestly pays money to avoid disaster.
Most robberies in the United States are relatively "tacit" because it is almost commonplace.
People in Los Angeles who haven't been mugged are as rare as people who haven't been stolen.
Many robbers are like employees who go to work, appearing on various chaotic streets every night.
When they meet ordinary people walking alone, they will take out "tools" to stop the other party and ask these ordinary people to hand over cash, watches and mobile phones to them for "safekeeping".
Ordinary people in Los Angeles don't have much cash in their wallets when they go out, and scattered bills of thirty or fifty dollars are the norm.
Of course, it's also unwise to not carry cash at all.
When ordinary people meet an armed robber, it is still more cost-effective to let him "take" the twenty dollars away.
It's better than letting the looters get nothing, and getting angry for themselves.
Therefore, many people carry small change on their bodies just to cope with possible "tolls".
The robber who robbed Jameson wore a black hood to rob, and he seemed to be prepared.
Jameson doesn't have any injuries on his face, and his mental state is too good, and he can still yell and entertain, which is a bit weird.
Jameson hesitated for a moment before lowering his voice: "He kicked my ass a few times."
Luke raised his eyebrows: "Have you checked it? How bad is the injury?"
Jameson coughed in embarrassment: "The hotel security helped to check, there is no big problem."
Luke snorted and stopped asking.
Obviously, those feet were not even considered flesh wounds, and Jameson just hurt at that time.
Nodding, he said, "Okay, thank you for your cooperation. If there is any progress in the case, we will notify you."
Jameson was surprised: "Huh? Is this the end?"
Luke still returned a polite and calm smile: "Give us time to investigate, too? After all, Los Angeles is still very big, and the law and order are not as good as yours in New York."
Jameson was speechless.
He was used to pretending in New York, but now he realizes that he can't pretend here.
Who made his usual methods unpopular in Los Angeles.
Luke and Selena went out again, and before getting into the car, they saw a black man sneaking into the trunk of a car not far away.
The two looked at each other and walked over helplessly.
When he was two meters behind the black man, Luke still said, "Sir, have you lost your car keys? Do you want me to call and find the police to open it for you?"