North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 300

  Chapter 300 Important Discovery

   "Madam, you don't want your husband and son to be thrown into prison, do you?"

  Dean spread his hands on the sofa and looked at the crying woman in front of him. Her whole body exuded a villainous smell, and she was still the kind of shameless and shameless villain.

  The weeping woman is Fadili's wife and Tiger's mother.

  After hearing Nellie say that her husband had also been locked up because of his conviction, this petite, kind-hearted woman suddenly lost her backbone and could only hold Nellie's little hand to wipe tears.

  Nellie is soft-hearted.

  She could only comfort the helpless woman in a low voice, while looking at Dean, who was sitting beside him shaking his feet, for help.

   Thus, the opening scene appeared.

  Nellie stared at Dean with wide eyes.

  Listen!

  Is this a human language?

  She originally wanted Dean to follow her to appease poor Mrs. Fadili, but she didn't expect this guy to look like a dog, but he spoke in a standard villain tone.

   This guy's job, is he really a detective?

Dean ignored Nellie's weird eyes, and threw a stack of photos on the table: "Ma'am, you should know me, I am the detective invited by Mr. Fadili, if you want your husband and son to return to your home safely Beside me, please wipe away your tears and cooperate with me!"

  Fadili's wife wiped her tears and glanced at Dean secretly before looking at those photos with red and swollen eyes.

  When she saw the content of the photo clearly, her face changed slightly, and then she said in a panic, "What do you want me to cooperate with you?"

   These photos were obviously put away by her husband, how could they appear in the hands of this new detective?

  She still doesn't know that her husband went out earlier just to get rid of these photos.

  Seeing the change in Fadili's wife's expression, Dean knew that she knew the inside story, so he went straight to the point and said, "These photos must have been taken secretly by Tiger, right?"

  Fadili's wife hesitated for a moment, then nodded hesitantly:

  "Yes, Teacher Totti has always taken good care of Tiger, which made Tiger have a good impression of Teacher Totti.

   Don't know when to start.

  Tiger started to take his father's camera, followed Mr. Totti, and took sneak shots, but this kind of thing was quickly discovered by Fadili.

  Fadili is a person who cares a lot about what people think.

  He thinks that Tiger is only fifteen years old, and he is still a student of Ms. Totti, which is not a normal emotion.

He was very worried that Tiger would do some impulsive things in the future, and he didn't want Tiger's behavior to be discovered by others one day, and he would be regarded as a stalking and sneak shooting maniac, so he deliberately found an opportunity to go to the school secretly to complain to the principal Teacher Totti, I hope that in this way, Teacher Totti will not take care of Tiger so much.

  After that, Fadili also talked to Tiger.

  Their father and son had a fight because of this incident, but Tiger was very afraid of his father, so he finally agreed not to do such a thing again.

   As a result, it didn't take long for him to be regarded as the suspect who killed Mr. Totti. "

  Fadili's wife spoke slowly and paused from time to time, but it also allowed Dean and Nelly to finish listening to the incident.

  Dean raised his eyebrows: "Ma'am, you mean, Tiger and Teacher Totti didn't have a relationship that surpassed teacher-student relationship?"

  Fadili's wife shook her head affirmatively: "Absolutely not. Although Tiger is very afraid of his father, he is very dependent on me and will not hide his thoughts from me. If he does such a thing, he will definitely not be able to hide it from me."

  Hearing this, Dean fell into deep thought.

  He could tell that Fadili's wife was serious both in her demeanor and her tone of voice, and she didn't have many twists and turns like his husband.

   thought about it.

  Dean continued: "Madam, since Tiger relies on you, you should know Tiger better than your husband. Based on what you know about him, do you think Tiger's sneak photos are all here?"

  Indoor murders are rarely random, and usually have a motive.

  According to my understanding, Mr. Totti is kind and responsible, and has never had conflicts or disputes with others on the surface. The interpersonal relationship is also very simple, and the relationship is even more single. There is no love killing due to emotional disputes.

In this situation.

  The photos secretly taken by Tiger have become clues to understand Totti's private life.

  Dean has high psychological skills and understands the behavior of these rebellious teenagers.

  He suspected that Tiger hadn't handed over all the photos!

   Sure enough.

   After a moment of silence, Tiger's mother nodded, "He also hid some in the attic."

Dean quickly made a look at Nellie, and then said: "Madam, please take Police Officer Nellie to get those photos, maybe there is a clue in a certain photo that we need to save your husband and son .”

   Heard this.

  Tiger's mother didn't dare to be perfunctory, and hurriedly took Nellie upstairs.

   A moment.

  Nellie came down with a backpack.

  Dean was a little surprised: "It's all in the backpack?"

  Nellie was also a little speechless: "Yes, it turns out that Tiger started secretly taking pictures of Mr. Totti a long time ago, and he only gave his father a small part of the photos."

   Put away the backpack.

  Next.

   Dean asked some more questions.

   Unfortunately, Fadili's wife is a rare traditional woman in the United States. She doesn't know much. Fadili didn't put pressure on his wife, and she carried it silently.

  So next, Dean has nothing more to gain.

  Enquiry completed.

Dean restrained the oppressive feeling on his body, changed into a kind expression, and comforted him: "Thank you for your cooperation, ma'am, I already have some ideas about the case, what you have to do now is to take care of your body, otherwise if Tiger And your husband, acquitted and you falling ill, they will be very sad."

  Fadili's wife made Dean think of his mother, so he showed some kindness in a rare way.

  His consolation is much more useful than the nonsense of the little policewoman Nellie.

  Fadili's wife nodded vigorously: "Thank you, Mr. Detective. In the days when Fadili and Tiger are away, I will help them take care of this home."

   Farewell to Fadili's wife.

  Nellie couldn't wait to look at Dean: "Detective Dean, do you really have a clue?"

  Dean gave her a blank look: "There's a fart!"

   "Now the situation is obvious.

  Tiger lied about the interrogation, because he didn't want to have a crush on Totti, and even tracked the secret filming to let outsiders know, even if this would cause him to be treated as a murderer.

  I even suspect that the reason why Tiger became the first person to discover the murder of the female teacher Totti was also because he happened to habitually come over to spy on Totti at that time. "

  It is very normal for this kind of shameful emotion to appear in an adolescent like Tiger. It is probably equivalent to a saying that Hua Guo often said: Don't be afraid of being broken into pieces, and stay innocent in the world.

  Under the threat of social death, some people will explode their potential even if they are hit by a car and fly more than ten meters.

  Nellie was taken aback when she heard the words: "Then Mr. Fadili knew the inside story, why did he hide it, and even wanted to destroy those photos?"

  As a clean-cut policewoman in a small town, she really doesn't understand this weird idea.

Dean shrugged: "First of all, those photos he took out are useless. They will only further confirm the suspicion of his son Tiger. Secondly, Fadili's wife just said that Fadili is a face-saving person. I guess He also doesn't want outsiders to know that his son is a stalker."

  Nellie shook her head in disappointment: "Okay, so what are we going to do next?"

  Dean gave her a strange look: "It's so late, of course I'm sleeping!"

"sleep!"

  Hearing this, Nellie was both surprised and delighted. She lowered her head, blushed on her cheeks, stood awkwardly on the spot, bit her lip, and whispered, "Will it be too soon?"

   What responded to her was the sound of the car motor starting.

  Dean pulled down the car window and waved to Nellie: "Come pick me up at XX Hotel tomorrow morning."

  Looking at the taillights of cars going away.

  Nellie: "."

  The next day, early in the morning, Nellie drove her police car to the town hotel to pick up Dean.

  She didn't seem to sleep well last night, and there were faint dark circles on her capable face.

"morning."

  Dean bites a sandwich and gets into the car.

"Um."

  Nellie looked through the rearview mirror calmly and looked at Dean, who was sitting in the co-pilot, with a guilty conscience in her eyes.

   She had a dream last night.

  Woke up today, pajamas are all wet.

  Dean glanced back at Nellie sharply.

  The other party has already retracted his gaze, holding the steering wheel, sitting upright, and looking ahead.

   I don't know if it's an illusion.

  Dean always felt that the little policewoman Nelly was a little weird today.

   It seems to have felt Dean's scrutiny.

  Nellie said a little guilty: "Detective Dean, are you going to school now?"

  Dean looked away and nodded: "Well, find Tiger's classmate and find out about the situation."

   Finished speaking.

   He wiped his mouth, took out the photos that Tiger secretly took from his pocket, and checked again.

   Extra photos obtained yesterday.

  He has read most of it.

  The ones in hand now are the remaining dozens.

   Photos have dates on them.

  According to the date, Dean can summarize the approximate itinerary of the victimized female teacher on a certain day in his mind, which is very helpful.

   Actually.

  Ms. Totti's daily life after get off work is really simple: go to the supermarket, go home to eat, walk the dog, take a bath, sleep. Occasionally chat with acquaintances you meet, but there are no men who are too close.

   Tiger secretly took a lot of photos, no less than a thousand.

   But the content is the same, all those.

   This made Dean a little disappointed.

  He pulled himself together and continued to flip through the remaining photos in his hand, hoping to get even the slightest clue from these photos.

For convenience.

  These photos were arranged by Dean according to date, from back to front.

   That is to say.

  The remaining photos in his hand are closer to the time before Totti was killed.

   Photos were put aside one by one.

  Seeing that there are fewer and fewer photos, the penultimate one soon arrived.

Sudden.

   Dean's pupils shrunk.

His eyes locked on a seemingly ordinary photo: in the photo, the female teacher Totti, standing on the street, holding the driver's window of a gray car with her hands open, seemed to be talking to the driver something.

  Actually, Dean has seen similar photos more than once in Tiger's candid work.

   After all, the town is not big, so it is easy to meet acquaintances.

   But this photo is a little different!

  In the photo, the female teacher Totti, holding the gray car window with her left hand, clenched her right hand vertically down into a fist.

  Fist represents excitement and anger.

  What is the reason that Teacher Totti, who has always been kind to others, was so excited that he clenched his fists when talking?

  Dean glanced at the time on the photo again: the afternoon of August 2nd.

   It was Friday!

  The female teacher Totti was killed on August 4th, Sunday, and the school was on holiday!

  Dean shook the photo on his hand.

  He seems to have found an opportunity to solve the case!

  Nellie, the little policewoman, has been sneaking towards Dean.

   Seeing him focus on a photo for a long time, with a smile on his face, he couldn't help slowing down the car, and asked curiously: "Detective Dean, is there any new discovery from the photo?"

  Dean nodded: "I found out that the female teacher, Totti, had an argument with the driver of a gray car on August 2nd. The timing is critical!"

   "August 2nd.."

  Nellie muttered, then thought of something, slammed on the brakes, and looked at Dean excitedly: "This is two days before Teacher Totti was killed!"

   "Yes!" Dean nodded: "The driver of that car is very suspicious!"

   "Then I'll go to the police station to find someone to help. As long as the car doesn't come from outside, we can find the suspicious vehicle soon!", Nellie said happily.

  In the photo, although only half of the car body is exposed.

   But the color and model of the car can already be determined.

  There are only so many cars in the town, even if you check them one by one, it won't take too much time.

  Dean shook his head: "The clues are here, there is no rush, let's go to school first, and after we have finished asking Tiger's classmates, we will check the gray car ourselves."

   People's hearts are unpredictable.

  Dean was worried that after reporting this clue, the sheriff of the town would do some stupid things in order to protect his face.

   It's not impossible.

  Nellie heard that, although she was a little disappointed, she cheered up, restarted the car, and drove towards the school.

  In the United States, after reaching the age of 16, you can obtain a driver's license and drive on the road.

  There are also many parents here who will buy a second-hand car for their children to drive to school and play after they get their driver's license at the age of 16.

  So along the way, there are constantly overtaking students.

   Some daredevils deliberately ran parallel to Nelly's police car and whistled at her.

  Facing the molestation of those young guys, Nellie was not only not angry, but also showed a knowing smile, and then she was a little disappointed and said: "It's really a nostalgic scene, but I don't know how long it can last."

  Many young men and women who grew up in small towns yearn for life in a big city, and when they grow up, they will go to downtown Los Angeles to find employment opportunities.

   This has also led to a continuous decline in the birth rate in small towns.

  Maybe in a few years.

  Schools in small towns do not have enough students.

  Amidst her emotions, the police car finally arrived at the school.

   Thanks to the "Brilliant Night" book friend for the reward of 10,000 book coins, thank you boss!

  (end of this chapter)

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