North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 101

  Chapter 101 Suspect

  The prison where the former school doctor Deren is located is an old public prison called Harper Prison, located in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

  The surrounding area is very desolate.

  Dean and Dean were on the road, and they saw many people on horseback passing by.

  This is the real countryside.

  This kind of public prison is no longer popular.

  Most public prisons only cost the government money. Compared with the consumption of prison revenue, they often cannot make ends meet, which is a burden.

   By contrast.

  Private prisons not only save worry and effort, but also earn money. They can also provide enough jobs and provide enough cheap goods for the market.

Compare.

  Any fool knows how to choose.

  The prison where Deren is in can be preserved until now entirely because it is surrounded by a farm, which can be self-sufficient to a certain extent, and can generate a certain amount of income by farming and stepping on the sewing machine.

   But the prison environment is a bit hard to describe.

   "This is Harper Prison?"

  Harry looked at the dilapidated yellowed concrete building in front of him, a little surprised.

  The perimeter of the prison is surrounded by a circle of barbed wire.

  Although there was a reminder of high-voltage electricity, a yellow dog blatantly rubbed against the iron grid, and backed up when it was done. After marking the site, it left contentedly.

  Harry felt that if he was given a spoon, he could escape from prison within half a year at most.

   "Look at the signboard, it's here."

   Dean wasn't surprised.

   According to the information provided by Daisy.

  Harper Prison, in order to save money, only hired four prison guards, and took two or two rounds of day and night shifts.

  The number of prisoners here is also decreasing year by year. Currently, there are only more than 80 people, and all the food and the like are handled by the prisoners themselves.

   can be called budget-conscious.

  Harry: ".So, it is possible for Deren to run out from here and come back after committing a crime."

  Dean nodded, and patted the rusty iron door.

  The iron gate was old and rusty, making a harsh creaking sound.

  A white prison guard with sleepy eyes poked his head out of the upstairs window: "Hey, today is not visiting time, get out of here!"

   "I'm Detective Dean from the Los Angeles Police Department. I'm here to find out about a prisoner." Dean took out his detective card.

"What?"

  Dean didn't know whether the other party didn't hear clearly or did it on purpose, so he had to repeat it again.

   A moment.

  A fat and white prison guard, panting heavily, came out of the office, opened the iron door, and welcomed the two of them in.

  He seemed to be living well here, but he was a bit silly and didn't introduce himself. After confirming the identities of Dean and Dean, he led them upstairs dully.

  The environment here looks a bit like an old apartment.

  Although it is dilapidated, it is also divided into three floors.

  Entrance reception area, cell + activity work area, kitchen logistics area.

  The location where Dean and the others are now is the entrance reception area,

  The other side of the building is a flat area for free activities, as big as two football fields, and further away is the flat cell area.

  Dean noticed that there were many cameras over there.

  A black prison guard was carrying a rifle, sitting on the watchtower and smoking a cigarette, looking very leisurely.

   entered the office.

  The door opens.

  A strange smell came over the surface.

  This smell is very similar to the smell brewed after a month of no hygiene in a boys' dormitory where more than a dozen people live, with toilet paper everywhere.

  Harry couldn't help covering his nose, and complained: "Dude, you should let more ventilation in here, by the way, my name is Harry, buddy, what's your name?"

"ah?"

  The white prison guard was stunned for a moment, and then said stupidly: "Hehe, my name is Al, and I am in charge of the day shift guard. They think I am stupid, so I am usually in charge of reception and doing some chores here."

   Harry: "."

   Dean: "."

   Well, it sure doesn't look smart.

  Seeing this, Dean had no choice but to take the initiative to ask: "We are here to learn about Deren Haas's situation. Can you give us a brief introduction?"

   "Derren?"

  Al nodded: "Yes, what do you want to know?"

   "How does he usually behave?"

   "It's pretty good. The prisoners here get along pretty well, and there's never even been a fight."

   "How many people visited him?"

   "Visiting?" Al thought for a while before hesitantly said: "His son and wife will come to see him every month and send some money or something. After all, the supplies here are relatively scarce."

  Harry was surprised: "Do you still have a store here?"

  He was not surprised that things could be sold in the prison, but rather surprised that there were still people running shops in such a dilapidated place.

   "There is no store, but if they want something, they can ask us to help buy it, and we will charge a little more money as a hard work fee."

   As he spoke, Al smiled a little embarrassedly.

  Prisoners also have wages, and the family will help them from time to time.

  The income of their prison guards is not high, and earning a little hard work fee can be regarded as an unspoken rule.

  During the conversation between the two, Dean kept looking at Al.

  Al seems to have a problem with his IQ. They were sitting, but Al stood like a child being questioned by his parents, with his head down, asking and saying something.

   "Al, have you ever seen Deren's mother come?" Dean said suddenly.

  Al shook his head: "When I was on duty, I only saw his son and his wife coming over, and I never saw anyone else come to see him."

   "Okay, can you call Deren over?"

   "No problem, let me talk to Kaniff." Al pointed to the black prison guard in the watchtower outside: "He is my companion, and we have always been on the day shift."

   Wait for him to go out.

  Harry finally couldn't help it: "Dean, do you think this guy has some brain problems? He makes me feel like I'm back in my school days, but this time I'm a teacher and he's a timid student."

   "IQ is fine, it's just lack of self-confidence and lack of communication with outsiders." Dean pointed to his ear: "Didn't you find that he likes to measure his head and listen to us?"

"What's the meaning?"

   "His right ear is probably hearing impaired, and he is afraid of being discriminated against. He didn't wear a hearing aid, so he subconsciously did so."

  Harry looked at Dean adoringly: "Dean, the longer I know you, the more I feel that you are like the sea, unfathomable, knowledgeable, and like the clouds in the sky, vast and extensive."

   Being licked by a man so shamelessly.

  Even Dean was a bit overwhelmed.

  He pointed to the table near the window: "Harry, you are exaggerating, I just saw the hearing aid on the table."

   Harry: "."

  He practiced poetry and chanting Dafa all night, and he was slapped in the face as soon as he took it out.

  In order to ease the embarrassment.

He pretended to walk to Al's desk, picked up the hearing aid and looked at it: "Well, this thing looks ugly, and it's really easy to be discriminated against if it looks like a headset. Huh~ "

Sudden.

  As if he had discovered a new world, Harry opened Al's drawer and took out a pair of pink lace pantyhose.

  The top of the pantyhose is full of dried yellow stains.

  The two immediately understood what this was.

  Harry threw the thing back even more in disgust, and said with a bitter face: "He is so stupid for hand punching in the office, I just hope that this lace didn't belong to some old lady he stole!"

   "It should be a female visitor who left it here."

  Dean smiled and pointed to a corner of the desk: "Some couples who come to visit always need to solve their physical needs. Only this office is relatively hidden here."

  Harry looked down.

   There are a few small umbrellas that have not been cleaned

  He couldn't complain anymore.

  This place doesn't even have a gun room.

   Waited for about ten minutes.

  Al came back alone, with shame on his face: "Sorry, Deren doesn't want to see you, Kaniff covers him, and said that if he wants to see him, he needs the police department to send us a summons application."

   "FK!" Harry cursed secretly, a little helplessly said: "Dean, it seems that a lot of Deren's money is honoring that Kaniff."

   Few prison guards will get stuck and disgust them because of some procedural matters.

  Dean also frowned, and said to Al, "Do you have cameras installed in the cell area?"

   "Yes, this is the request from above, and it is also convenient for our management, and there will be spot checks and monitoring every week to prevent prisoners from colluding with prison guards to go out."

   "I want to see Deren's latest monitoring."

"no problem."

  Al took the two of them to another room on this floor.

   There are twenty screens here, half of which is the prison area, and the other half is the prisoner's activity area.

   Reviewed.

  Deron has been in prison around December, behaved honestly, worked hard, and completely changed his mind.

   And Dean noticed.

  Most of the prisoners in this prison are middle-aged and elderly in their forties or fifties.

   No wonder Al said it was peaceful here.

   After all, these prisoners have gone out, and it is not necessarily more comfortable than in prison.

  At present, the possibility of Deren himself escaping from prison and committing crimes can already be ruled out.

  Dean became suspicious of that Kaniff.

  Harry is right.

  The black prison guard is indeed covering Deren.

  Nine times out of ten, the other party has received bribes from De Lun.

  Also, Al said that he and Kaniff have always been on the day shift, and when Howard was hurt, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

  Karniff has the time to commit this crime!

  Think here.

  Dean tentatively said: "By the way, Al, do you know anything about Kaniff? How is his relationship with those prisoners?"

  Al hesitated, as if he was afraid of something.

  Dean winks at Harry.

  Harry understood immediately, stepped forward and hugged Al: "Dude, we are the only ones here, and we will leave soon, you can say whatever you want, it is impossible that you are afraid of that Kaniff, right?"

"I'm not afraid of him!" Al raised his head angrily, his face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head again: "But he is really fierce, and he will blackmail those prisoners. Every time someone brings something over, he will keep it for himself. For one thing, I don't like him, so we rarely communicate."

   "Well, thank you, Al, if Kaniff asks you, just say, we asked who came to see Deren." Dean patted Al on the shoulder gratefully.

   Al seems to have rarely met someone who treats him so kindly.

  He sent the two of them out of the prison all the time, and when they parted, he asked them if they would come back again, which seemed quite reluctant

  In the car.

  Harry took out his mobile phone and dialed out one by one.

  Dean quickly saw his connections.

   Only three minutes passed.

  Harry received the accurate information, and said to Dean excitedly:

   "My friend's friend lives in the town where Kaniff is.

  He said that Kaniff has an autistic son who often needs professional psychiatrist treatment, so life is very tight.

   But half a year ago.

  Karniff's wife took their son and went to New York to find a well-known psychiatrist for consultation.

  That price is not low.

  Consultation once a month.

  It costs more than 10,000 US dollars at a time.

  Plus round-trip fare and accommodation.

  Karniff's wife spent at least 70,000 to 80,000 US dollars on her son in just half a year! "

  Although Harry expressed admiration for Kaniff, a rare family man among blacks, he still expressed his guess unceremoniously:

  Kaniff is a poor prison guard, where did he get the money?

   The other party is very suspicious!

   Happy weekend guys!

   The three chapters are all in case, the update is complete.

   Before twelve o'clock, there will be more changes.

   But not sure when it will come out.

   The dog thief said good night in advance.

  (end of this chapter)

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