Black Light Virus in Marvel

Chapter 46 Finding Clues

Los Angeles Police Department, North Division.

Director Monlot, who was busy sorting out the report materials in the office, was suddenly disturbed by a knock on the door, looked up, and his assistant Corley pushed the door and walked in: "Director Monlot, Sokolovski Mr. Holford from the film production company came and said he wanted to see you."

Hearing this, Director Monlot frowned when he put down the pen. To be honest, he really didn't want to see this Holford, no, he didn't want to see the man from the Sokolowski Film Production Company. Anyone, these people are all difficult guys, but he can't refuse, after all, behind this company is Mr. Dorel.

After taking a deep breath, Monlot said to Corley, "Go and bring him in. Also, pour two cups of coffee over here."

Nodding, Corley turned and left the office.

Not long after, when the door was pushed open again, a white man in a suit and leather shoes, about 30 years old, walked in with a serious expression. The Man in Power - Rondo Holford.

Walking into the office, Holford swaggered to the sofa on one side as if he had returned to his own home, and then sat down.

Holford didn't even look at the coffee that Corley brought. In his opinion, the coffee smelled like a defective product, and he didn't have any interest at all.

"Director Monlott, there is something you need to do." Holford looked up at Monlott and said, "Ken Dorrell, the only son of Congressman Dorrell, disappeared yesterday and has not been found yet. Get in touch, so, send someone out of your station and find Ken Dorrell."

Ken Dorrell
Monlott is quite familiar with this person, saying that he is the only son of Councilor Dorrell, and he is actually an illegitimate son. If Councilman Dorrell has some health problems, where would he be in the position?Moreover, this guy's character is terrible, and he has been brought to court for assaulting women many times. If it weren't for Mr. Dorelle, this trash would have been shot countless times.

"Tell me, who did he meet before he disappeared? What did he do? We also have an investigation direction." Monlott said to Holford while taking out the notebook from the drawer.

"Yesterday afternoon, there was a little friction between us due to the casting of the film. After the quarrel, he went to the shooting scene and disappeared after that." Holford looked at Monlott and said: "The process is like this, Councilor Dorelle set a time limit and requested that it be retrieved before noon tomorrow, otherwise, all the consequences will be at your own risk."

After the words fell, Holford got up and left the office, while Monroit immediately called Corley in: "Take someone to the shooting site of Sokolowsky Film Production Company, ask , does anyone know who Ken Dorrell met yesterday and whether there was a conflict."

"Understood, I'll take people there now." After finishing speaking, Corley immediately turned around and walked out.

Central Avenue, 1074.

Accompanied by the screeching sound of brakes, a milk-white car slowly stopped. After Kohli and his companions got out of the car, they immediately found Mordov, the person in charge of the shooting scene.

"Are you the person in charge here?"

"Yes, you are?"

"Hi, I'm Los Angeles Police Department, Detective Ray Curley of the North Division, next to me is my partner Jill Toner." After a brief introduction, Corley explained to Mordoff : "We came here just to ask some questions"

However, before Corley finished speaking, Mordoff replied first: "Are you here to find Ken Dorrell?"

Looking at the dubious Kohli and the others, Mordoff continued, "Early this morning, Mr. Holford sent someone over to inquire. This is the Nth time to answer this question."

"This is still troublesome for you to tell us in detail again, I hope you can cooperate with our work."

"Uh okay."

After shrugging his shoulders with a smile, Mordoff looked at Corley and said, "Ken came very late last night, around ten forty in the evening, he came here slowly, and then he went to see who, What did we do, we really don’t know, because we had just finished filming and were busy packing things, and Ken’s popularity was not good, so no one would pay attention to him.”

"You seem pretty sure Ken came here at ten forty at night?"

"Yes." Mordoff nodded and said, "Because of Ms. Frost, many scenes were changed to night shooting, so it was very late."

"Frost? Whitney Frost?" After hearing Mordoff's words, Corley said with a serious face, "Is she here?"

"Yes." Mordoff pointed in the direction of the dressing room: "Ms. Frost has been staying in her exclusive dressing room since last night and never came out."

Hearing this, Corley and Jill looked at each other, then perfunctory Mordoff, and then quickly walked towards the dressing room where Whitney was.

But just when the two of them arrived at the door and were about to open the door to enter, there was a sudden clanging sound from the dressing room. Seeing this, Corley decisively kicked the door open, but now , There was no one in the dressing room, there were only cages on the ground and the fully opened windows.

However, the two people in the room didn't know it at all. Not long after Whitney went out through the window, they were discovered by the field agents arranged by Sartre here, and they followed orders.

However, the stamina and speed shown by Whitney made these field agents who were watching them dumbfounded. In just a few minutes, they completely lost their target.

Strategic Science Corps, Los Angeles Division.

Sartre, who was busy collecting information, had a puzzled look on his face after listening to the operator's report. Of course, he didn't doubt the information about Whitney from the police station, but rather doubted The capabilities of field agents in charge of stalking.

Sure enough, the operator who went back and forth came to Sutter again: "The first team sent a message. They successfully found the target, but they also successfully lost the target."

Hearing this, the doubt on Sartre's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a look of disbelief. Now he finally understands the reason why Luo Ang, as the chief of the bureau, has to do it himself no matter how big or small it is.

Because these field agents are really unreliable, and they can't keep up with a woman.

(End of this chapter)