LA Detective

Chapter 679 Action
Christopher Community 203.

A black car stopped on the side of the road. David sat in the driver's seat and did not get out immediately. Instead, he said to Luke beside him, "Jones is not a bad person. He should not be treated like this."

Luke said, "Many detectives are unable to take good care of their families because of their work, and this is not an isolated case."

David shrugged, "Maybe, that's why I don't want to remarry."

Luke smiled and said, "Don't be so negative. I heard that the deputy captain has a new date."

"are you serious?"

"Of course, I wouldn't dare joke with the deputy captain."

David shook his head and laughed, "I don't want to attend his wedding again.

He’s not a good role model.”

Luke said, "Everything has multiple sides. Why don't we learn from his optimistic side."

"Be optimistic. You're right. Now that it has happened, we just need to solve it." David said and got out of the police car.

Luke pried open the door lock and entered Jones' new home.

The furniture in the room was very simple, with an open suitcase in the corner. There were not many items in the room. It didn't feel like a home, but more like a dormitory or a temporary sleeping place.

David shook his head, “This poor guy has made a mess of his life.

There were no personal belongings in the house except clothes, bedding, toiletries and wine.”

Luke walked around the house and didn't find any valuable clues. Based on his experience, this should not be the first crime scene.

However, necessary inspections were still required, and the technical team also rushed to Jones's home for a routine inspection.

Luke walked out of the house and looked around. He saw a white man in his sixties standing in the neighbor's house to the east, looking around.

"Good afternoon, sir."

The white old man asked Luke, "A few days ago, I heard that a policeman moved in here, and today so many policemen came again. Are you planning to have a party here?"

“No, the previous police officer… was killed.

We are here to investigate a case.”

"Oh my god, he just moved in... What a shame, I didn't even get to have a few drinks with him."

"Yes, Jones was a good police officer and we all miss him."

"Is his name Jones?"

"Yes."

"How did he die?"

"The case is still under investigation..." Luke responded and asked, "Sir, what's your name?"

"Lady Valdez."

"Mr. Valdez, did you hear or see anything unusual last night?"

"last night?"

"Yes."

Rady Valdez thought for a moment and said, "Yes, now that you mention it, I remember that I heard a quarrel around nine o'clock last night.

When I came out, I saw Jones arguing with a white man at the door. Jones seemed very angry and then drove the white man away. "

"Mr. Valdez, the clue you provided is very important. Can you describe the man's appearance in detail?"

“I’m sorry, the light was dim and I was quite far away, so I couldn’t see clearly.

However, he left on a black motorcycle and appeared to be wearing a blue helmet.”

"Do you remember the license plate number?"

"I can't see clearly."

"Do you know what brand of motorcycle it is?"

"I didn't notice it. But, that motorcycle is pretty cool. I should be able to recognize it if I see it again."

"What time did the man on the motorcycle leave? Which direction did he go?"

"A little after nine, walking towards the east side of the community."

"Thanks again." After getting this clue, Luke immediately sent people to investigate community surveillance.

Soon, the police found the suspect riding the motorcycle from the surveillance video and asked Radi Valdez to identify him.

After obtaining confirmation from Radi Valdez, the police used technical means to amplify the surveillance video, found the clear license plate number of the motorcycle, and looked up the owner's information through the license plate number.

Owner, Larry McCain
License plate number, 17k0947
Sex: Male
Height, 182cm
Weight, 150 pounds

Eye color, blue

Hair color, brown

Date of birth, March 2001, 3

Criminal record, theft, intentional injury

Gang affiliation: Carlos Mon
Address: No. 232, Leweko Community

After seeing the information, David frowned slightly and hummed, "Carlos Mon, I know this gang. It's a newly established small gang with only dozens of members in total. It operates in the Matri district."

Luke pressed, "If it's a small gang, why do you remember it so clearly?"

"Jones had someone check out this gang some time ago."

Luke asked, "Why is Jones investigating this gang?"

"He didn't say the reason for the investigation... Now it seems that his death is very likely related to this gang." David showed a cruel look on his face, "If Jones' death is really related to this gang, then there is no need for this gang to exist."

Although David spoke a little wildly, a small gang of dozens of people was really not enough to worry about. As long as the Los Angeles Police Department had the determination and motivation, they could destroy it with a wave of their hands.

Luke said, "Now that we have found this guy, why not talk to him first. If we are sure that this gang is involved in Jones' death, we can mobilize police forces."

“You’re right, since this guy is a gang member, let’s hand him over to our Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division.

Those guys are holding their breath, it’s time to let them move.”

……

Nine p.m.

No. 232, Leweko Community.

A black SUV stopped on the side of the road. Xiao Hei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked out and saw David and his men getting out of the car. He turned his head and asked, "Captain, why did you give the arrest operation to the Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division?"

"The suspicious persons are gang members, so it would be more appropriate to let them deal with them." Luke also intended to create an opportunity for David to make a contribution.

Xiao Hei shook his head, "I don't think this group of people will do better than us."

Jackson also looked out the window. "David's men are taking action. Wait, they are all wearing bulletproof vests and holding shotguns. Shouldn't they question them first?"

Xiao Hei laughed and said, "Don't be silly, how can these rough guys ask questions?"

During the conversation, people from the Anti-gang and Anti-drug Division had already entered the yard. The front door, the back door, and the yard were all filled with fully armed detectives.

With a "bang", David kicked the door open, "lapd!"

"Don't move!"

"Put your hands up, you damn bastard, and get on your knees!"

"Hold your head with your hands!"

Shouts rang out one after another.

Luke also led his men out of the car and stood guard around the yard.

At this time, a white young man was kneeling in the living room of the house, with his head in his hands and a nervous look on his face.

David walked up to him and asked, "What's your name?"

"Larry McCain."

"How many people are in the house?"

"only myself?"

"Do you know why I came to you?"

"I don't know." Larry McCain shook his head and regained some composure. "Why did you break into my house? Do you have a search warrant?"

"Fuck! You killed a policeman and you're asking me for a search warrant?

Believe it or not, I will kill you right now." David took the gun in his backhand and pressed the butt of the gun against Larry McCain, "Hold it."

"No, please don't kill me." Larry McCain stepped back in fear.

David patted his cheek. "OK, let's talk about this. Why did you kill Jones?"

"I didn't kill Jones, you got it wrong."

"if not you.

Then tell me, who killed Jones?"

"I don't know how to tell you."

“As far as I know, you were the last person to see Jones, and there was a conflict between the two of you.

Some time ago, he investigated your gang, so you harbored hatred and killed him."

"No, I didn't, and I won't kill him." Larry McCain took a deep breath and said, "I met Jones last night, but I didn't kill him.

I want to have a good relationship with him.”

"are you kidding me?"

"I dare not, what I said is true."

David stared at him intently. "Boy, if you dare to say anything nonsense and slander Jones, you're dead."

“I won’t, my going to him has nothing to do with the gang.

Actually...I'm dating his daughter."

"Mia Oliver?"

"Yes, I'm her boyfriend."

"Nonsense, Jones wouldn't let his daughter date a gangster."

"You're right, he has always been against us being together, so I took the initiative to find him and try to ease the relationship with him.

But unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse and he kicked me out of the house.”

"How did you know Jones lived here?"

"Mia told me."

"How do you want to ease the relationship with him?"

“I know some friends who run pawn shops.

A few days ago, someone asked me for information, saying that a big shot's watch was stolen, and asked me if I could help to get the information.

I saw the picture of the watch and it looked familiar.

Because of Mia, I met Jones. Although the process was not pleasant, I saw him wearing that watch, which was a limited edition and not very common.

So, I wondered if he had lost his watch.

I found out the whereabouts of the watch and went to find him.

My original intention was to have a good relationship with him, but when I brought up this matter, he became very annoyed and angry and simply kicked me out.

I was pissed too, but considering he's Mia's father...

I endured it and left his house on a motorcycle.

I didn't have a conflict with him, nor did I kill him.

I swear to God!"

Luke had been staring at him, and seeing no sign of lying, he asked, "Are you sure it was Jones who lost the watch?"

“He was not sure at first, but when I mentioned it, he seemed very excited, as if he had been touched on a sore spot.

I was sure it was his."

David came over and whispered, “Jones does have a limited edition Rolex, which was given to him by his wife, no, his ex-wife.

He always treated her like a treasure.

But I can't imagine what bastard would dare to steal his watch?"

Luke nodded, "Where's the watch?"

"Larson's Pawn Shop."