LA Detective

Chapter 680 Shake people
Morning of January 4th.

Larson Pawn Shop.

A black Challenger pulled up to the side of the road, and Luke and David got out of the police car.

David laughed and said, "You know what? I suddenly found the feeling when we were partners again, haha."

"Please spare me, I don't want to clean up your mess anymore." Luke waved his hand.

"But you have to admit that you have learned a lot from me, right?"

Luke asked back, "Kick the door?"

"Ha ha……"

Both laughed.

Luke glanced around, locked onto Larson's Pawn Shop, and said, "We're here."

"I bet this is definitely a stolen goods collection den." David said, and walked towards the pawn shop first.

The United States is the only country in the world that had pawnshops before it was founded, and they have always kept pace with banks.

After more than two hundred years of ups and downs, America has become the country with the most developed pawn industry in the world.

Many pawn shops are engaged in shady businesses, such as collecting dirty money.

These people usually have gang backgrounds, and the police usually won't touch them.

After we seize this stolen goods trafficking den, a new one may appear the next day.

Therefore, as long as they don't go too far, the police rarely take drastic measures to crack down on them.

An old white man sat behind the bulletproof glass counter of Larson's Pawn Shop. He looked at Luke and David as they walked into the store and asked, "Good morning, gentlemen."

David showed the police badge on his waist, "lapd!"

The old man put on his glasses, looked at Luke and the other man and asked, "Officers, what do you want to do in our pawn shop?

If you want to pawn something, I will give you the most suitable price. "

David took out a photo from his pocket and put it on the counter. "Have you seen this watch?"

The white old man picked up the photo, looked at it, and shook his head, "No, I haven't seen it."

David twisted his neck and said sternly, “Listen, I’m not here for a routine inquiry.

We got the news that the watch is in your pawn shop.

If you lie, we will apply for a search warrant, and you should know the consequences..."

Most pawnshops are directly or indirectly engaged in gray business and cannot withstand searches.

The white old man picked up the photo and looked at it carefully again. "Wait a minute, I'm not here every day. It's possible that someone else received it. Let me check the pawn record."

David snorted, "Don't keep me waiting too long."

The old white man walked to the side of the counter, turned on the computer, operated it for a while and said, "Yes, I found the record.

A few days ago, our pawn shop did purchase a watch, but I was on vacation at the time and it was not my responsibility. "

"When?"

"May 12th."

"Who is the pawnbroker?"

"No record."

"Then think about it carefully. Don't fool me with that nonsense that you were not at the scene. Do you understand?" David said in a bad tone and was already a little impatient.

The white old man thought for a moment and replied, “As far as I remember, there were two black people who came to pawn their items, a man and a woman, both of them were young.

The man was wearing jeans and a grey top with a hood.

The woman had a big afro and a plump figure.

That’s all I remember.”

Luke glanced at the rooftop, "Do you have surveillance here?"

The old white man shook his head, “No.

However, there is surveillance at the convenience store next to us, you can try there.”

David waved his hand, "Bring me that watch."

The white old man said, "I don't know why you are investigating that watch, but we purchased that watch legally and we paid for it..."

"Shut your filthy mouth!
The watch was a relic of a police officer.

The officer died and his belongings turned up in a pawn shop.

I have enough reason to suspect that his death is related to your pawnshop." David waved his hand and said to his men beside him, "Take this old man back to the police station."

"Wait, I'll give you the watch right away." The white old man immediately gave in and hurried back to the store. After a while, he came back with an exquisite box in his hand. After opening the box, he found a Rolex watch with a dark green dial.

David took the watch and asked, "How much did you pawn the watch for?"

"Five hundred dollars."

David cursed, "You are such a dark bastard!"

He was sure that the old white man knew it was stolen goods when he bought it, and said with some annoyance, "Take this old rascal back to the police station."

The white old man was a little scared, "I have already given you the watch."

"If I let you go so easily, Jones will definitely be unhappy when he finds out." David instructed his men beside him, "Interrogate him carefully. This guy might know the person who pawned the watch."

"Understood. I will take good care of him for Boss Jones."

……

Then, Luke went to a convenience store not far away and checked the surveillance footage from December 12. He saw a black man and woman who met the characteristics of the suspects and took screenshots of their facial features.

Although we have a clearer image, their identities still cannot be confirmed.

Luke had the image sent back to the police station for comparison with the facial database.

David asked, “What do we do now?”

Luke replied, "Facial recognition and matching will take some time, let's investigate other clues first."

“Come on, by the time the facial recognition database is matched successfully, the suspect may have already escaped.

I have a better idea.”

"any solution?"

"Follow me." David waved his hand and shouted to the crowd, "Guys, get in the car.

Let’s go visit some friends from the nearby gang.”

After David got in the car, he turned right at the intersection ahead and drove for a distance before turning into a narrower street.

There were many vehicles parked on both sides of the street, and many black people gathered in groups of three or five to chat, smoke, and barbecue.

After several police cars drove into the block, they immediately attracted many black people to watch. David parked the car in front of a bar, then jumped out of the car, looked at the black people who gathered around, and said with a smile, "Good afternoon, bastards.

Come over here and stand in two rows so I can get a good look at you."

The rest of the police officers also got out of the car one after another. Each of them was wearing a bulletproof vest, holding a weapon in their hands, and looking at the gang members around them vigilantly.

The black people around were angry and shouted, "Fuck! You are the bastards. Why did you come to our territory?"

"We are not cowards and we are not afraid of anyone."

"You damn bald guy, shut your stinky mouth."

"This bastard looks so arrogant, can anyone tell me who he is?"

The commotion outside attracted more people.

A bald black man smoking a cigar walked out of the bar and looked at David and his group with a serious look on his face, "Isn't this Deputy Captain David?
Why is there such a big fuss all of a sudden?

I hate it when people come to my place to cause trouble, and so do my brothers.

Why not put away your weapons and go to the bar for a drink."

David teased, "You guys wouldn't add water to the wine, would you?"

"You'll know if you come in and try it."

"If the drink doesn't taste good, I'll smash the bar." David smiled, gave a few instructions to the police officers around him, and then entered the bar with Luke.

The black man smoking a cigar breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Luke, "What's the name of this officer?"

David said, "His last name is Li, and he's my partner." Then he said to Luke, "This is Douda Burke, and he's in charge of this neighborhood."

The black man smoking a cigar led the two men to the bar and whispered, “Deputy Captain David, I respect you, and I hope you can respect me a little bit.

If you have any questions, why don’t you contact me privately?
Why does it have to be such a big deal? "

"Jones is dead."

Douda Burke opened his mouth wide. "Dead! Is that true?"

"Do you think I need to play such a cheap joke on you?"

"Oh my God... This is so..." Douda Burke didn't know how to express himself. He took a deep breath and said, "Is there anything I can do?"

David took out photos of the two suspects and said, "These two people are in your territory. Help me find them."

"Why are you looking for them?"

“These two bastards sold Jones’ watch to Larson’s Pawn Shop.

I suspect they had something to do with Jones’s death.”

Douda Burke took a breath and looked at the photo carefully. "I'm sorry, I don't know them."

David tapped his fingers on the photos. "Help me find them."

"I can try, but there are no guarantees."

“Fuck!

Don't give me that shit. Don't think I don't know about your relationship with Larson's Pawn Shop.

If you don't find these two bastards, you know what the consequences will be."

"But I really don't know them?"

"Then go find it."

"give me some time."

"how long?"

"Two days."

David shook his finger and said, “I’ll only give you one day. Tomorrow morning, I’m going to meet these two bastards.

If you can't find them, you know the consequences.

Don't give me any conditions, just do what I say."

"Time is too tight..."

"Then do it now and wait for your news." David said, then got up and left the bar.

Luke followed him out of the bar, glancing around at the gang members, but didn't see anyone who looked like a suspect.

Douda Burke watched the two men leave, remained silent for a long time, and his expression changed again and again.

A black man wearing a gold necklace walked in, "Boss, those damn cops are gone."

Douda Burke grabbed the cup on the bar and slammed it to the ground, "Fuck! That damn bald guy!

I will teach him a lesson sooner or later!"

The black man with the gold chain asked, "Boss, are we going to do anything?"

"Gather all the brothers."

The black man with the gold chain was horrified and asked, "Boss, are you ready to... go to war with those policemen?"

Douda Burke glared at him and said, "Yes, I am going to let you carry TNT and blow up the Los Angeles Police Department.

what do you think? "

The black man with the gold chain took a step back and said awkwardly, "Boss, you are such a joker."

"You idiot."

Douda Burke picked up the photo on the table and threw it in his face. "Tell the brothers to find the person in the photo, immediately, right now!"