Los Angeles Detective Chapter 419

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   "Will, my poor boy.

  Where are you... woo..." As soon as the two Asian police officers left, Yao Xin couldn't help crying.

   Li Zhaonian glanced at his wife, and his eyes were red. He wanted to comfort him, but didn't know what to say, so he patted his wife's back lightly with his right hand.

  Li Zhaofeng persuaded, "Zhaonian, brothers and sisters, don't worry too much, the police just came to find out about the Bawang meal that day, didn't they explain everything clearly.

  We grew up watching Will, and we know exactly what kind of child he is.

   Rather than thinking about it here, it is better to find a way to find Will sooner. "

  Yao Xin wiped away tears, "That's right, brother is right, let's find Will, as long as we can find Will, everything will be clear."

Li Zhaonian is not so optimistic, they have been looking for, but Will has no news at all, Will has lost his temper before, but never like this time, "Luke, you are an expert in criminal investigation, what do you think? "

  Luke said, "The police investigation is a gradual process. When clues or suspects are found, they will verify and investigate as soon as possible to eliminate false clues; if there are doubts, they will also focus on investigation.

  Taking the matter of Will as an example, I think it should be divided into two situations. The first situation, the conflict between Will and the bald head, is limited to the restaurant, which will be relatively simple.

  In the second case, the police have other clues proving that Will and the bald head had other contacts, because we don't know this situation, it will be more difficult.

  No matter which of the above situations, the police will send someone to verify as soon as possible, just like just now, find Will, make a record, and if he can explain clearly, he will be ruled out of suspicion.

  If Will cannot be found, they will increase their suspicion of Will, and even guess whether the other party is absconding in fear of crime. "

  Yao Xin showed a worried look, "Then what should we do?"

  Luke replied, "The easiest way is to find Will and ask him.

   As far as finding people, the police will have more means, such as mobile phone location and credit card location.

  If Will had simply run away from home, the police would have easily located his address.

   Maybe there will be news from Will soon. "

   Li Zhaonian asked, "What if the police can't locate Will's address?"

   "That means that Will is not only avoiding you, but also avoiding the police." Luke didn't clarify the point, but everyone at the scene already understood.

  Yao Xin's eyes were red, and she choked up, "Will won't, he's not that kind of child."

  Luke comforted, "I think so too. So don't worry too much, maybe there will be news from Will soon."

  Li Zhaonian grabbed Luke's arm, "Luke, can you find a relationship and inquire about the case of Zhang Qilong's murder? I still feel a little uneasy, his death is too coincidental.

   Moreover, Zhang Qilong is from Heshengtang, if they knew that Zhang Qilong's death was related to Will, they would not let Will go. "

   "Okay, I'll try to find a way." They are all close relatives, Luke can't refuse, but he won't promise too much, "I have been working in Los Angeles, if this happened in Los Angeles, there would be no problem.

   But I am not familiar with the New York Police Department, so I can only ask my friends to help me find out. I am not sure how much I can learn. "

"I see.

  I will withdraw 10,000 US dollars in a while. You can't let your friend help you for nothing. Give as much as you should. "Li Zhaonian has been in business for many years, and he is very sophisticated in human relations.

   "I will speak up if necessary." Luke will definitely not stand by and watch his cousin's matter, but there is no reason to add money to it.

"Jingle Bell…"

   Just then, Luke's cell phone rang.

   Anthony's number is displayed on the screen.

   "I'm going to answer the phone." Luke left the restaurant and pressed the answer button, "Hi, I'm Luke."

   "Hey man, how's your day?" Anthony's voice came from the phone.

   "It's not good." Luke used to ask others, but this time he became the object of questioning.

   "Hehe, it seems that my call was timely.

  I contacted the FBI New York office and told them about you.

   I have a friend in the New York office who just happens to be able to speak.

  He agrees to give you a status as a temporary forensic consultant in the New York office. "

   "Sounds good, looks like I've changed my luck."

   "Don't talk about **** luck, it's my credit."

   "You are right, I owe you a favor."

   "Wow, it's not easy to make Captain Luke owe you favors, I have to think about how to use them."

   "You can think about it, but whether it will be fulfilled is my problem."

  Anthony complained, "You are such a bastard, you turned your face before the status of consultant was confirmed."

   "I just put the ugly words up front, lest you have too high expectations."

   "You think too much, I never have high expectations for you."

   "That's good. By the way, is my consultant status effective immediately? Where can I get the certificate?"

   "It's not as simple as you think, there must be a program.

  You go to the New York office of the FBI and find Negan Thomas, the director of the office. He wants to talk to you in person.

   If there is no problem, he will help you with the formalities. "

   "I remember." Luke responded, which is also very good, more formal and complete.

  Luke hung up the phone, returned to the restaurant, and said, "I know some friends from the FBI. I'm going to visit. Maybe they can help."

   "FBI?" Yao Xin spoke with trembling voice, this organization gave her a bad impression and instinctive fear, "Are they also investigating Will?"

   "No, but they have a wide range of sources."

  Li Zhaonian doesn't understand it very well, but he can only rely on Luke now, and he is willing to trust Luke, "Go and do your work, we will wait in the restaurant."

  Luke nodded, "Call me if you need anything."

   Li Zhaofeng chased him out, "Luke, drive my car, be careful on the road."

   "I see." Luke took the key and drove away.

  The FBI New York office is also in the Manhattan area, a ten-minute drive from Chinatown.

  Luke drove the car to the door, but the barrier did not rise.

  An old bald white man poked his head out of the sentry box and asked, "Hey, boy, who are you looking for?"

   "Negan Thomas, director of the FBI's New York office."

"Who are you?"

   "Luke Lee."

   "Oh, it really is you. It's very similar to my temperament when I was young."

   Luke smiled, "You know me?"

   "Of course, Medal of Valor for the public safety officer who killed the shooter in the Las Vegas shooting, you are a hero."

   "I don't even know I'm so famous?"

   The bald old man asked, "Are you going to join the FBI too?"

  Luke "…"

  This question really... stumped him.

  The bald old man waved his hand, "Needless to say, I understand.

   A capable and famous elite like you is definitely suitable for a larger platform and a wider space. "The bald old man whispered,

   "The boys in the Bureau have been at ease for too long, it's time to find someone to stimulate them.

  I like you. "

   "Thank you." Luke squeezed out a smile.

  What else can he say?

   "Didi..." A car behind started to sound its horn, urging.

  The old man remembered something this time, "By the way, who did you say you were looking for?"

   "Negan Thomas, director of the New York office."

   "You entered the building and passed the security check. There is an elevator on the right hand side. You can go straight to the seventh floor and you will arrive. He is in the office on the easternmost side."

   "Thank you, I don't know your name yet?"

   "Shaq, the Bureau likes to call me old Shaq."

   "See you another day, old Shaq."

   "Bye, Luke.

   By the way, I love your hair.

   I also had thick hair when I was younger. "Old Shaq touched his Mediterranean Sea.

  Luke looked at the top of his shiny head, and wanted to say, we are different, really different...

  Luke drove into the FBI's yard. He had been to the FBI's Los Angeles office before, which was bigger and lower than here.

  Luke drove into the parking lot and found that the parking lot was divided into front and back. The two parking lots were separated by an iron fence, and the parking lot where Luke was located was in front.

  Luke got out of the car and entered the building. There was a security check in the lobby. Luke took out two pistols from his body, checked his identity information, registered, and then let him enter the building.

  Luke suddenly doubted the role of this security check.

   What are they checking for?

  C4 or Dirty Bomb?

  Luke went up to the seventh floor according to Old Shaq's reminder, and found the supervisor's office, and next to the supervisor's office was the assistant's office. A white woman wearing glasses asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"

   "Negan Thomas."

   "Do you have an appointment?"

   "Yes, my name is Luke Lee."

  The white female assistant wearing glasses sized Luke up and knocked on Negan Thomas' door.

"Come in."

  The female assistant opened the door, "Sir, Mr. Luke Li is here."

   "Ask him to come in."

  The female assistant invited Luke into the office and closed the door behind her.

  A middle-aged man in his forties came up to him, "Hey, Luke Lee, I know you."

   "Director Thomas, nice to meet you."

   "Can I call you Luke?"

   "Of course." Although there is no affiliation between the police and the fbi, Thomas, as the director of the fbi office, has a much higher status than Luke.

  Anthony is only the deputy director of the Los Angeles office, mainly responsible for interstate or major criminal cases.

  The two sat by the sofa.

   "Dong dong." The assistant knocked on the door and walked in, brought two cups of coffee and put them on the coffee table, and left the office again.

  Nigan Thomas picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, "I heard that you have encountered some trouble, can you tell me what it is?"

  “A few days ago, I flew to New York for the Spring Festival. On the night of January 21, I found myself being followed by a car, which made me a little uneasy.

   I'm used to being aggressive in LA, but in New York… it's going to be reactive.

  So, I contacted Anthony and asked him to borrow a temporary FBI identity. "Luke paused when he said this, and continued,

   "This morning, my cousin was involved in another murder case, and troubles followed one after another, which made me very disturbed."

  Nigan Thomas nodded, expressing his understanding, "I am also a law enforcement officer, and I know the feeling of being passive.

  Anthony mentioned this to me and asked me to arrange a temporary status for you.

  I agreed.

  If you want, you can temporarily serve as a criminal investigation consultant for the FBI New York office. "

   "Thank you." Luke sincerely thanked him and thought for a moment, "Although I shouldn't ask that, I still want to know, why help me?"

   "I read your information, you have excellent criminal investigation talent, and according to Anthony, your actual combat level is extremely high, and you are a rare talent.

  Although Anthony is a jerk, he rarely compliments people.

   And, you've been awarded the highest honor for a public safety officer, trustworthy.

why not? "

   Luke asked back, "Is there anything I can do?"

  Luke doesn't believe in a free lunch.

   "If I encounter a difficult and major criminal case, I may ask for your advice. After all, you are an FBI criminal investigation consultant."

  Luke laughed, "Is there a salary?"

  “Because it is a temporary position, there is no fixed salary, but there will be bonuses and subsidies.”

   "Happy cooperation." Luke stretched out his right hand.

  Negan Thomas also shook hands with Luke, "Welcome to the FBI."

   "Thank you." Luke felt that it was necessary to report to Reid later. Although it was only a temporary status, it was not a bad thing to communicate more with the leader.

   "Director Thomas, there is something I would like to ask for your help."

   "Negan, just call me Negan.

What's up? "

"My uncle owns a restaurant in Chinatown, and my cousin works in that restaurant. On the night of January 20th, a customer ate at the restaurant, but he refused to pay the bill, so there was an argument with my cousin, but nothing happened. .

  After the incident, my uncle reprimanded my cousin in order to calm down the matter, thinking that he should not quarrel with the guests.

  My cousin got a little angry and ran away from home.

   On January 22, a male body was found in a trash can in Chinatown. The dead man was the customer who hadn't paid for dinner two days ago.

   This morning, two patrolmen came to my uncle's restaurant. They knew about my cousin's quarrel with the deceased, and they wanted him to understand the situation.

   But there has been no news of my cousin.

  Decedent may have been a gang member.

  I want you to check the information of the deceased. "

  Negan Thomas was a little surprised, "I thought you wanted to investigate the whereabouts of your cousin or learn about the murder case in Chinatown."

   "Is it possible?" Luke asked back, he really wanted to, but it was a bit difficult to actually do it.

  The FBI is not allowed to intervene in any case. It is usually a cross-state case or a major criminal case. Just one death is not enough to alarm the FBI. Therefore, there needs to be a reason for the FBI to intervene in the Chinatown murder case.

  As for checking the whereabouts of the cousin, this is somewhat taboo, not to mention the cousin, even the own son is taboo to investigate the whereabouts of others without my consent.

  Of course, it's not impossible for the FBI to investigate a person, as long as they find a suitable reason. Taking a step back, it's not impossible for the FBI to investigate secretly without reason.

   But Luke has only become the FBI's temporary consultant for the first day, and they have never cooperated with each other before, so it is a bit shallow to make this request.

   It would be okay if it was Anthony, but he, Negan Thomas, didn't say a few words in total.

  Nigan Thomas said, "What's the name of the deceased, I'll help you look up his information."

   Luke said, "Zhang Qilong, a Chinese, may be a member of the Heshengtang gang. He died in a trash can in Chinatown on January 22."

   "I'll ask Chris to take you to go through the formalities of the criminal investigation consultant. After the completion, you come back to me." Negan Thomas pressed the number 1 button on the landline,

   "Chris, come in."

   After a while, the female assistant opened the door and walked in, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

   "You take Luke to go through the formalities of the criminal investigation consultant."

  Chris looked at Luke in surprise, nodded, "I see."

  Luke followed Chris out of the office. Chris didn't say much, but simply asked Luke if he had his ID card, and then took Luke to take pictures, fingerprints, registration, and formalities.

   The journey went smoothly, and within two hours Luke got the certificate of the FBI New York Office of Criminal Investigation Consultant.

  A brand new black wallet with the FBI emblem printed on it, with a somewhat complicated shape.

  The three letters of FBI are printed below.

  After opening, it is divided into two pages. The left side of the upper page is still the coat of arms, with the three bold letters of FBI printed in the middle, and Luke's photo is on the right.

   very handsome.

   On the next page, there is a golden badge, which is very beautiful. The badge pattern has an eagle on it and a shield below it.

  Chris stretched out his right hand, "Consultant Li, welcome to the FBI."

   "Thank you." Luke smiled and shook hands with the other party. Without the assistant in charge leading the way to give the green light, this certificate would definitely not be obtained today.

  Luke returned to Negan Thomas' office.

  Negan Thomas held a printed document with temperature, "This is Zhang Qilong's information."

   "Thank you." Luke took the file and sat by the sofa to check it out, "I won't bother you."

   "You can do whatever you want." Negan Thomas returned to the desk and started busying himself with his own affairs.

Ten minutes later, Luke finished reading the information, and instead of taking it away, he put it back on Nigan Thomas's desk and took out a business card, "Director Thomas, this is my business card, you can call me if you need anything." .”

  Negan Thomas also took out a business card of his own and handed it to Luke, "I will."

  Nigan Thomas got up and sent Luke out of the office, "If you encounter trouble in New York, come to me anytime."

"Thanks."

  After bidding farewell to Negan Thomas, Luke greeted Chris again, and then got off the elevator to the lobby on the first floor.

   After all, Luke came here for the first time, so he turned around while walking, and came to the back door of the building.

  Out of the back door, it happened to be the backyard parking lot that I had seen through the iron fence before. There were a lot of vehicles inside, including cars with FBI logos and ordinary vehicles.

  Luke turned around in the parking lot, parked next to a black Citroen car, stared at the license plate number for a while, and touched it with his fingers. There were some magnetized iron filings.

  Luke touched the **** of the car, turned and left.

  He found his car, said hello to old Shaq, and drove away.

  In the seventh-floor office of the FBI's New York office, Negan Thomas was standing by the window, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, and made a call, "Hello."

   "Is the date going well?" Anthony's voice came from the phone.

   "Fuck! What kind of weird tone are you talking about." Negan Thomas snorted, "There are some minor problems."

   "Did you have a good talk?"

   "The talk is okay, but he should know that he is being followed by our people."

  Anthony smiled, "As I said earlier, his criminal investigation skills are very powerful, otherwise, I wouldn't recommend it to you."

   "Since you are so optimistic about him, why not let him join the Los Angeles office?"

   "This kid is very capable, and he climbs fast. If I do something wrong one day, I might be pushed by him.

  I don't want to find a successor for myself now, so that the people above have ideas that I shouldn't have.

   But you are different, he is not a threat to you.

   And he is nice, you can try to get along with him more. "

  Negan Thomas was a little dumbfounded, "Aren't you going to commit crimes?"

   "What's the point of that?"

  Ji Manxiang Restaurant.

  There is a closed sign at the door.

   It's past eight o'clock in the evening.

  Li Zhaofeng has brought Jack home.

   Li Zhaonian and his wife were sitting in the restaurant, they were not in the mood to receive guests.

  The husband and wife have not eaten for a day, and they looked at each other speechlessly. What should be said has already been said, and those who can ask have also asked, and they have also found the place to look for.

   They are really lost.

   Li Zhaonian's only hope is that Luke can bring back news of his son.

   It would be best if he could bring his son back directly.

"Da da…"

   There was a sound of footsteps outside.

  Li Zhaonian looked up and saw three young Asian men walking in from the restaurant door, led by Zhang Qilong's subordinate Lan Maoge.

   Li Zhaonian stood up with a flustered expression, "What's the matter?"

  The blue-haired man looked fierce and kicked over the chair next to him, "Where is your son? Let him get out."

   "What do you want from him?"

   Lan Mao pointed at Li Zhaonian's nose and cursed, "That **** killed our boss, Brother Long, let him get out."

  The two younger brothers beside him also yelled,

   "Just let the little **** get out."

   "Damn it."

  Li Zhaoyear took two steps back, "There must be a misunderstanding. My son couldn't have killed someone. You must have made a mistake."

  Lan Mao kicked over the table again, and cursed, "Did I give you a face, tell me where he is?"

  Yao Xin's eyes were red, and she said angrily, "We all said we don't know.

  You guys leave the store quickly, or I will call the police. "

   "Report Nima..." The blue-haired man waved his hand and was about to slap Yao Xin, but Li Zhaonian hurriedly stood in front of him.

   With a sound of "slap!", this slap landed on Li Zhaonian's face.

   Li Zhaonian was startled and angry, clenched his fists tightly, but didn't dare to resist, and dragged his wife into the kitchen.

   "Male Gobi, shame on your face, smash it for me, don't let me see a whole thing!" The blue-haired man waved his big hand, leading his two younger brothers to smash it in the restaurant.

  Li Zhaonian stood at the door of the kitchen, with his right hand behind his back, and did not stop him, but just looked at them coldly.

   "Hey, what are you guys doing?"

  Suddenly, a tall black-haired man walked into the restaurant.

  The three gangsters turned their heads to look, with unfriendly expressions on their faces.

  Li Zhaonian reminded, "Luke, they are Zhang Qilong's subordinates. They said they were looking for Will, and they beat people and smashed houses as soon as they came in."

  The blue-haired man rolled up his sleeves to reveal the tattoo on his arm, and picked up a chair leg on the ground, "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't be a hero."

  Luke said with a smile, "Dude, we all live in Chinatown, we are all neighbors, so why bother.

  If you want me to say, let's forget about today's matter.

   Just give me face. "

"Ha ha…"

  The blue-haired man and the younger brother both laughed.

   "Bah..." Lanmao spat, "I **** you up.

   If you don't leave, I will fight with you. "

  Hearing this, Luke sighed softly, turned and walked towards the door of the restaurant.

  A boy with a pockmarked face laughed and scolded, "You don't even look at how much you weigh, how dare you pretend to be big here."

  The blue-haired man also pouted, and pointed at Li Zhaonian and his wife with the table leg, "Hurry up and call that brat back, otherwise no one will be able to help you if he comes."

  With a sound of "Wow...", the rolling gate was pulled down.

  The blue-haired man pointed at Luke and cursed, "You're looking for death."

   "I can't bear to leave such a lively party." Luke stretched his waist. After being suffocated for the past two days, he can finally feel comfortable.

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