North American Gunslinger Detective

Chapter 492 Investigation Begins

Jimmy waited in the hospital for a while, Hughes brought two people over, "Jimmy, is he awake?"

Jimmy: "Ryan is still in a coma and hasn't woken up. What's going on?"

Hughes: "The specific situation will not be known until he wakes up. I have already asked people in the Brooklyn-Queens Field Office. Others still don't know which case he is working on."

Jimmy: "Okay, the doctor said it might take a few hours. I'll just wait here."

Hughes came to the window and looked inside. After a while, he didn't look back, and said directly: "You guys are waiting here. Jimmy, Ryan woke up and asked what happened."

Jimmy nodded, "Okay. Who handles the investigation of the shooting scene?"

Hughes: "People from the field office have been arranged to investigate. You can investigate as soon as you get the information here."

Jimmy: "Understood."

Hughes turned and left. The two people who came with him did not leave, but stayed and sat outside the ward.

Jimmy was not in the mood to say hello to these two unknown people, they must be agents from the office, but he had never seen them.

After another hour or so, Ryan woke up. The nurse called the doctor for an examination to make sure that he was in good condition for questioning, and then let Jimmy go in. The two door gods just waited outside.

Ryan was still lying down. He was shot in the abdomen and right chest, and his head was also wrapped with a bandage. It seemed that his head was also injured, and he should not be able to lean on the head of the bed.

Ryan: "Jimmy, why are you here?"

Jimmy: "Ryan, what's going on now? Others are investigating. I'll stay here until you wake up."

Ryan: "Okay. How's Derek?"

Jimmy: "Sorry, I couldn't be rescued."

Ryan coughed, closed his eyes and cursed in a low voice.

Jimmy: "What the hell happened? Briefly, just to the point."

Ryan: "Two days ago, a friend of mine and her family had a car accident. A pickup truck hit the car she and her husband were taking their son to school at an intersection near her home. Her husband and son were taken to the hospital shortly after. Death was pronounced and she was very lucky to survive.

The pickup was stolen, and the driver ran away after the crash. There was no surveillance at the intersection, and no one around could recognize the driver.

She felt that this might not be an accident, but someone deliberately attacked them.

I went to investigate the intersection where the accident happened, and when I visited the people around, I was attacked from inside the house. "

Jimmy: "Location, characteristics of the shooter."

Ryan: "Brooklyn East 51st Street, I can't remember the house number. The shooter was two people, one black, one suspected of black mixed race or Mexican, I didn't see clearly, but whites and Asians can be excluded. They used It was a semi-automatic pistol, probably with an extended magazine, and I fired a lot of shots, I was shot first, and then lost consciousness."

Jimmy: "What are their facial features? What clothes are they wearing? How tall are they?"

Ryan: "The black male is about 180cm, close to bald, with only a little hair. I can't remember other features. The other person only saw slightly curly hair, and didn't notice anything else."

Jimmy: "OK, I need you to think for a while before answering the following questions, of course, you don't have to answer.

who is she?Why would she consider a traffic accident to be a deliberate murder?Who is she and her family?What is your relationship with her?Has this case been reported to the bureau? "

Ryan coughed twice: "The identities of her and her family are protected, so you don't have to delve into it."

Jimmy nodded: "I understand, so this case has not been reported, right?"

Ryan: "Yes."

Jimmy: "If it was premeditated murder, are there any suspects?"

Ryan: "Call me, call Hughes."

Jimmy took out his cell phone from his pocket and called Hughes: "Hughes, Ryan is awake, he wants to call you."

After Hughes agreed, Jimmy put the phone to Ryan's ear and stretched his arms out of the way.Ryan: "Hughes, I'm awake. ... The Thompsons. Yes, it could be. ... No. ... Understood. Jimmy, Hughes told you to go back to the office and find him first."

Ryan signaled to Jimmy, Jimmy put the phone back and looked at it, and Hughes had hung up the phone.He put away his mobile phone, "Okay, Ryan, I'll go back to see Hughes first, you have a good rest."

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Hughes' office, Jimmy knocked on the door and closed the office door after entering.

Jimmy: "Hughes, what's going on?"

Hughes handed Jimmy a portfolio, which was not Jimmy's usual case file folder, but a kraft paper portfolio.

Jimmy frowned and opened the file bag, took out the information inside and looked through it.

The Justice Department's federal witness protection program, damn it, it does, no wonder Ryan didn't tell Jimmy about the victim.

A couple came to New York from San Francisco with their son. They have a new name. The wife is Carmen Thompson, the husband is Jack Thompson, and the son is Nathan Thompson.

Jimmy: "Hughes, Ryan is their supervisor?"

Hughes nodded: "This couple identified a drug dealer boss who led people to murder and dump the body. According to the arrangement of the Marshall Plan, they came to Brooklyn from San Francisco. It has been less than a year now. It was supposed to wait for them to pass the adaptation period. Afterwards, the witness protection was revoked, but Ryan and the others were attacked."

Jimmy: "You mean the drug dealers did it?"

Hughes: "It can't be ruled out. I just sent people to the San Francisco prison to investigate. According to the trial results, the drug dealer is still in prison."

Jimmy: "Ryan said that the shooter was two people. One was black and his hair was rarely close to bald. The other was suspected to be of black mixed race or Mexican descent, with darker skin and slightly curly hair. He was holding a semi-automatic pistol with a suspected extended magazine."

Jimmy paused, but decided to tell the direction he was considering on the road, "I have an idea, the people who attacked Ryan may not be the same group as the people who attacked the Thompson family."

Hughes: "Huh? Tell me what you think."

Jimmy: "The pickup truck accident that hit the Thompson family was two days ago. Carmen, who survived, has already left the hospital and returned home. If it is really arranged by the drug dealer, then they should monitor her around her home, not even Excluding the use of other means to attack Carmen.

Ryan and the others were investigating near the car accident, mainly to track down the driver of the pickup truck, and the gunman was also nearby. They were very far away from Carmen's house. If they were targeting the Thompson family, their location would be unreasonable.

I suspect that Ryan and the others were just bad luck knocking on the door of a gangster or criminal with a warrant.Calling the FBI outside the door probably stimulated the people inside the house. They were worried about being caught, so they shot and attacked Ryan and the others at the door. "

Hughes: "That makes sense. You should follow up. The shooting scene is investigated by Senior Detective Lauren Taylor from the Field Office. You can go to him directly and take over the case if necessary."

Jimmy: "Let him investigate. I'll ask about the results of the investigation. After that, we will advance together. Let me know about the drug dealers on your side. We have multiple clues going hand in hand."

Hughes: "Just judge for yourself, go ahead."

Jimmy asked Hughes to get the phone number of Senior Agent Lauren Taylor, and turned back to his office.To officially go out to handle the case, you still need to be fully prepared. Jimmy went back to the office and went downstairs with the equipment bag, and drove the Saab class to Brooklyn.

Coming to 51st Street and looking at the surrounding environment, Jimmy finally knew why the two of them were shot at the same time.

The two sides of the road here are not high-rise apartments, but small two-story buildings next to each other. If Ryan and the others want to ask the residents here, they must be outside the main entrance. Although they will not be completely opposite the entrance, they are also there The fan-shaped area, so the people inside can shoot them both.

If it is a high-rise apartment, they will stand in the corridor and knock on the door. Whether two people are on the left or on the same side, it is very difficult to shoot two people in the room. The angles are different, and the walls at the entrance of high-rise apartments are generally load-bearing. Walls, pistols are basically hopeless to penetrate.

The scene has been cordoned off, and there are several NYPD patrols on the left and right. There are also several people investigating and collecting evidence at the door and inside of the house, and some people around are watching.

"FBI." Jimmy showed his ID and walked into the cordon, "Who is Agent Lauren Taylor?"

"Me, who are you?" A middle-aged white man was standing at the door, but when he heard someone calling from behind, he turned and looked at Jimmy.

Jimmy: "The Manhattan office, Jimmy Young."

Taylor: "Oh, you're Jimmy, I know you." He reached out to shake Jimmy's hand, "Hughes put you in charge of this case? Good, very good."

Jimmy shook his head, "You are still investigating the case, but give me the clues at the same time, and I will investigate at the same time, and it will not affect you."

Taylor nodded, understood, who didn't understand what it meant to ask him to do this.No problem, you can do whatever you want. The shooting of a colleague is a big deal in any department, and it is necessary to share the same hatred.

Taylor: "We didn't get much. We found some fingerprints in this room and sent them back for investigation. There are a lot of fingerprints, but there is no feedback yet.

After shooting Ryan and the others, the gunman should have taken something in the house and ran out. When we came, most of them were normal, but the two bedrooms were a bit messy.

There were no weapons or IDs found inside the house, and there were a few bullet casings on the floor, but the number didn't match the number of shots Ryan and Derek had been shot.They should have taken away a few bullet casings, but it should not have been intentional. There are still so many bullet casings on the ground, if they are just cleaned up, they should not be left behind.

This is a residential area, there is no monitoring, and there is no way to determine the direction of their escape for the time being.

I have already inquired about several nearby residents. This house has been rented out, and the landlord is not here.The house is rented to an intermediary, but they need to wait until they go home to find out the original agreement to determine who they rented to, and it may take until evening. "

Jimmy: "Any witnesses nearby?"

Taylor shook his head: "When we arrived, it was already blocked by NYPD. The surrounding companies have already asked, and no one saw what happened when the shooting happened. They hid at home when they heard the gunshots, and called The call to the police did not come out until the police arrived."

Jimmy: "Don't they know the information about the residents here?"

Taylor: "I only know that there are two black people living here, but they basically don't communicate at all. You can tell by looking at the two sides."

Jimmy looked around, most of the people onlookers were white, and only a few were dark-skinned, I got it.

Jimmy: "Ryan said the guy who shot them was a black man, a dark skinned man, possibly mixed race or Mexican."

Taylor: "It should be them."

Jimmy: "Understood, let me know when the bureau's fingerprints are identified."

The two exchanged their cell phone numbers. Jimmy went directly to the street and looked around. There is basically nothing special about a street like New York. There are too many places for two people to run from the house, and the traffic volume is not counted. Small, plus there is no monitoring, there is no way to find clues.

Jimmy took out his mobile phone and called Ruiz, the most reliable one had to be him.

Jimmy: "Ruiz, who runs this place on East 51st Street in Brooklyn?"

Ruiz: "I don't know, I have to go back and check, what's wrong?"

Jimmy: "Don't you know? Ryan was shot in the field office. I was investigating the scene, but the people around me were not familiar with the tenants. There were two black people living here. I thought maybe some group of people There might be a clue."

Ruiz: "I know someone in the field office has been shot, but I don't know the details. It's possible what you think, but it's unlikely, and they probably wouldn't say it even if they knew. Gang members sometimes Very sensitive about certain things."

Jimmy: "Derek, Ryan's partner, he died. He was shot together with Ryan. Ryan is still in the ICU of the hospital."

Ruiz: "Fxxk!"

Jimmy: "Help me find someone in charge of this area, and I'll persuade them to cooperate."

Ruiz: "It's a mess over there. I'm not sure if I can find it. It may take a lot of people."

Jimmy: "It's okay, as many or as few people you can contact, as long as you can find clues, everything else is easy to talk about."

Listening to Jimmy's voice, Ruiz was very calm and without agitation, which was not like him usually. Thinking about his words again, "I understand. I will go back to the office to check the information and wait for my news."

In fact, Jimmy has no friendship with the dead Derek, and he doesn't even have the opportunity to work together, but he still has enough empathy for his colleagues in an organization.

When I was a policeman, there was the thin blue line rule. Now that I am an FBI, I naturally project this feeling onto my colleagues.

If it is an ordinary person, at most it will be emotional, or it will be over if two tears are shed at the memorial service, but Jimmy is not an ordinary person, he has enough ability to do more things for his colleagues.

(End of this chapter)