North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 53

  Chapter 53 gives you a chance, don't!

   Out of the hospital.

  Lawrence couldn't wait: "How?"

"Some gains." Dean handed him a cigarette, lit it, and exhaled a puff of smoke: "Marcus said that when he arrived at the Sheen family, he had never seen their dog, and the Sheen family left At that time, the four members of the family were worried and left in a hurry."

"A family of four."

  Lawrence frowned: "If what he said is true, the Sean family is indeed abnormal, which fits your first guess."

   "Yes." Dean nodded: "So I'm going to go to Sean's company to find out the situation. His colleagues may know something about him."

   What Marcus said is not necessarily true.

   But before other people's investigation results are collected, Dean can only take his words as truth and then investigate.

   This is the real case-solving.

  Before there were no obvious clues.

  Detectives can only collect clues little by little, trial and error.

  Finally, all the clues are connected into a big net to lock the hidden criminals!

  Sheehan works for a large machinery company in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

  He is the financial director inside.

  Appointment via company phone.

  Dean and Lawrence met the boss of this company at two o'clock in the afternoon.

   This is a fat old man with a kind face.

  The fat old man is called Hutu, a rare black boss.

  Hu Tu beckoned to the enchanting secretary with big buttocks in revealing clothes: "Good afternoon, two detectives, what do you want to drink?"

  Seeing the secretary's **** figure, Lawrence choked up his saliva subconsciously: "No need, Mr. Hutu."

   This embarrassing performance attracted old man Hutu's mocking gaze.

  The plump and exposed secretary also covered her mouth and laughed lightly, her beautiful eyes flicked to Lawrence from time to time.

  Lawrence flushed ugly face.

  Dean had no choice but to joke: "Mr. Hutu, it seems that the years have not killed your fun."

"Yes, maintaining sexual desire is the key to my energy." Hu Tu patted the secretary's buttocks: "But Mr. Detective, you should not come to discuss with me today, my **** secretary Bar?"

  The secretary left with interest.

  Dean then said: "We want to know about Mr. Sean's situation, and if possible, we would also like to chat with Sean's colleagues."

   "Xion?" Hutu's face changed: "Xion was fired by me more than a month ago. If he committed a crime, it has nothing to do with our company!"

   "Mr. Shinn has been fired?"

   Dean asked quickly.

  This is another new clue.

"Yes, this **** stole more than one million dollars from the company account. I thought he was an old employee of the company and wanted to give him a chance, but he refused to admit it. In a fit of anger, I fired him !"

   Hutu said it now with anger on his face.

  Dean found something was wrong.

  More than one million US dollars is not a small sum.

  Why did Sean disappear for more than a month, but Hutu just fired Sean, but did not pay attention to the more than one million dollars?

To know.

  As long as Hutu reported the case and prosecuted, the police probably would have discovered the disappearance of the Sean family long ago.

  Since there is no.

   Then it means that there is something hidden in this matter!

  Dean immediately pretended to ask casually: "It is really a sad thing to be betrayed. I wonder if Mr. Hutu has recovered the money."

   Heard this.

  The anger on Hutu's face stagnated, and his tone became harsh: "This is my own business! Well, I have an important meeting in the afternoon. If you have nothing else to do, you can go!"

  This reaction clearly shows that there is a problem.

"Hu"

   Dean wanted to say something else.

  Hutu didn't want to give Dean another chance.

  He stood up straight away and shouted outside: "Annie, send these two detectives away"

  The words are not finished.

  Dean has already got up, walked in front of him, condescending, met the other party's puzzled eyes, and said flatly:

   "Old man, you made a mistake!

  Although this is your company, but now I have the final say!

  I ask you, not for your opinion, but for your answer! "

  Hu Tu was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly: "Haha, hahaha."

  He was out of breath from laughing, and tears came out: "Haha, sorry, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year. A little police detective actually said that he has the final say."

  Dean just looked at him like a clown.

  Lawrence on the side was confused by Dean's actions.

  His lips twitched twice, trying to tell Dean that these capitalists are not easy to mess with, but thinking of Dean's recent performance, he still didn't say much.

   But he has made up his mind to pay attention.

   If this **** dared to trouble Dean afterwards, he would definitely beat him up.

   Hutu almost laughed.

  Dean continued: "Are you done laughing? Answer my previous question after laughing!"

  Hu Tu finally confirmed that the handsome kid in front of him just has a brain problem.

He took out a silk scarf, wiped away his tears, and withdrew the smile on his face: "For the sake of making me so happy, get out of here, and don't appear in front of me in the future, or I will let you know what it means to be so happy." The power of capital!"

  In the United States, the rich are the masters!

   "Eh." Dean sighed.

  Give you a chance, don't you want it!

Dean grabbed the fat black man in front of him by the neck with his right hand, pinned him on the glass tea table next to him like a dead dog, and under the horrified gaze of the other party, picked up the ashtray with his left hand and smashed it **** his forehead. go down.

   crunch~

  The glass coffee table made an overwhelmed noise.

   Throw away the **** ashtray.

  Dean picked up the silk scarf on the side and wiped his hands before saying to Lawrence, "Dude, help me watch outside and don't let anyone come in."

  Lawrence took a deep look at Dean, and left the office without asking further questions.

  Outside the office.

  Secretary Annie was flipping through a fashion magazine, and when she saw Lawrence coming out, she gave him a wink: "Mr. Detective, is there anything I can help you with?"

   Because of some needs.

  The sound insulation in the office is very good, so she didn't hear Hutu's call before.

  Lawrence glanced at the humanoid cow and licked his lips: "Bring me a cup of coffee, put more milk"

  Inside the office.

   Severe pain came.

  A wisp of blood slipped from the socket of the eye and flowed down the nose to the glass coffee table. Only then did Hutu realize what had happened.

  He let out a howl like a slaughtered pig, covered the wound on his forehead and stuck it on the sofa. His contemptuous eyes were full of fear, and he curled up and shivered.

  He almost thought he was going to die just now!

  This police detective is a lunatic!

  Dean looked at the huddled Hutu flatly, and said kindly, "Mr. Hutu, can you answer my question now?"

  The calm in the early stage is just to get familiar with the rules.

  Compared to Lawrence's 'friendly' old oil.

  He is the real carnivore!

   Let's satisfy our hunger first.

   The dog thief will update after cooking, and there are two more chapters to be added.

  (end of this chapter)

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