North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

"Zizi, three cars were burned down in the parking lot at the Tlov subway entrance. We need to go there to complete routine records..."

Not long after driving out of the Wilshire Police Station, a mission was announced on the radio.

Hearing the familiar place name, Locke's heart skipped a beat. He quickly picked up the phone and rushed to reply: "7adam15, copy..."

"I'm very motivated today!"

David drank coffee, glanced at Locke in surprise, curled his lips, "Maybe it's Tesla again..."

Locke turned around and retorted: "Fuel vehicles also spontaneously ignite!"

David asked unhappily: "Hey, boy, where are you standing?"

Locke reminded: "Catherine is driving a Tesla!"

David's expression froze, and he nodded without hesitation: "Yes, compared to Teslas, the probability of spontaneous combustion of fuel vehicles is indeed higher!"

Locke was speechless, amused by the old man's shamelessness, and soon arrived at the Tlov subway entrance.

He successfully found three cars that had been burned down to their frames. After all, he knew where the cars were parked and there were three people standing next to them, who should be the car owners.

Looking at the three unrecognizable cars, Locke didn't show any guilt or guilt on his face, but he was still a little lucky that only three cars were burned.

It should be that after the Cruze was burned, the two cars in front and behind it were not spared either.

However, the fire did not spread further, and only three vehicles were burned before being extinguished by the fire department in time.

After getting off the car, Locke and David took notes on the three car owners respectively. They came here just to follow the procedures.

The owners of the three cars looked calm. After all, they were all insured.

The reason for calling the police was also to go through insurance procedures.

David asked: "What did the firefighters say? Is it a spontaneous combustion of the vehicle or arson..."

The owner of the car in front was a Mazda. He was very fat. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I slept very well last night. I didn't receive a call from the firefighters. I didn't know the car was burned until I came over earlier..."

The Cruze owner looked a little tired and replied: "The firefighters said that the fire spread from my car to the front and rear cars. It is suspected that the wiring is aging. The insurance company will conduct further testing on our car..."

The owner of a Honda car in the back urged: "Officer, can you finish it quickly? I have a meeting later..."

According to the procedure, Locke and David have to conduct a simple inspection of the three vehicles, and then they can call it a day and leave.

When it was Cruze's turn, Locke stared at the floor of the back seat carefully for a few times and found black charred ash. He knew very well that this was the form of burnt blood.

Then I climbed down and looked under the car. There were also a few drops of dried blood on the ground, which were already brown and black.

Damn, it actually leaked.

I ran through my mind a few times, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Locke hesitated for a moment and then made a decision in an instant. He asked David, who was taking a statement to the Mazda owner, "What color was the car that the FBI sent here this morning? What model was it?"

If the insurance company inspected the car, they would have discovered the burnt blood stains in the car. To avoid causing unnecessary problems, it would be better for the insurance company to take the initiative to discover it.

There are also blood spots leaking under the car, and intentional omissions are just superfluous.

Anyway, he was confident that there would be no traces of him left in the car, not to mention it was already burned like this.

However, his behavior properly exposed himself.

David thought for a moment and replied: "It seems to be gray, and it didn't say the model number. What's wrong?"

Locke asked again: "What color is this Cruze registered?"

Both the Cruze and Honda owners have left. The Mazda owner is the most leisurely and remains at the end.

David flipped through the transcript and replied: "Gray!"

He also realized that Locke must have discovered something, so he hurriedly walked to Cruze's frame and asked, "What did you discover?"

Locke pointed at the completely burned blood spots and said with determination: "It should be this car!"

David also lay down to confirm, then stared at the burnt object on the floor of the back seat for a while, then turned to Locke and said, "That's probably it. You can report it!"

The Mazda owner asked with a gossipy face: "What's wrong? What happened?"

David said angrily: "This is not something you should know!"

Locke took a few steps away and reported on his walkie-talkie: "7adam15, code1, we found a gray car suspected to be pursued by the FBI among the three burned cars. The vehicle has been completely burned, but the back seat and bottom of the car are still intact. Traces of suspected blood were found and further testing is needed..."

"Copy, I will notify the FBI as soon as possible. Please protect the scene before the FBI arrives, over!"

"copy!"

David also finished recording the transcript and sent the Mazda owner away. Seeing Locke end the call, he came over and asked: "So, the murderer's accomplice used this car to rescue the murderer under the nose of the FBI? What did he drive? Just kidding, this is so crazy. This car seems to be a 08 model. Is it 1.4t or 1.5l? It can be lost like this. It will be embarrassing for the FBI..."

Seeing that Locke looked calm and did not agree with him, he asked curiously: "Why did you react like this?"

I can't brag about myself!

Locke shrugged and replied: "I was wondering if I could get the video of last night's pursuit from the FBI. I want to see how powerful this driver is!"

David retorted, "Just dream! Unless you join the FBI..."

"..."

In fact, after what happened these days, Locke also considered whether to join the FBI.

The main reason is that compared to the arrogance and arrogance of the CIA and the FBI, Lapd is as honest and innocent as a flower girl. He is either intercepted by the FBI or the CIA.

Even the LAPD's ace detective agency had to give way to CIA and FBI, which made him feel very aggrieved.

When David saw Locke's expression, he instantly became angry and looked like he was being taken advantage of. "Fuck, you really want to go to the FBI! Locke, please listen to my advice. You don't know how deep the FBI water is. You can’t control it, your future in lapd is absolutely..."

Locke hurriedly denied, "No, I was thinking that maybe I could ask Detective Hunter for help. Detective Hunter also participated in yesterday's hunt. He called me last night... Well, actually, it doesn't matter whether I watched the chase video or not. So to speak, we have nothing to do with that case anyway..."

David frowned, as if he had found an adulterer, "This is the guy who keeps tempting you to go to the FBI!"

Locke said calmly: "He did invite me again later, but I refused. He came to me last night to ask for my help. Don't worry, I promise that I will be lapped once and for the rest of my life..."

With lapd, you can do three days off and four days off, or four days off and three days off. You can spend a lot of time with your family or girlfriend on weekends. I don’t know how comfortable it is.

On the other hand, FBI employees often need to work overtime, work harder than LAPD employees, and are as busy as dogs. The salary at the same level is 20% lower than that of LAPD employees.

For him who wants to change his life, lapd is the best choice.

In less than 5 minutes, the FBI's motorcade came over. Coincidentally, the team was led by Detective Henry and Agent Liv.

After saying hello, FBI forensics personnel immediately came to the burned Cruze with professional equipment, and other agents skillfully established an isolation zone at the scene.

Locke pretended to be surprised and asked: "Why did you come so fast?"

Bald Hunter glanced at David who was giving him a look in confusion, ignored him, stared at Cruze who was burned into a frame, and replied gloomily: "We are nearby, 18 Sunset Boulevard, there is a fire over there too, We also found the murderer’s body, which had been burned to charcoal…”

Locke and David suddenly looked at each other, looking confused.

David asked in confusion: "So the murderer's accomplices rescued the murderer, killed him, and set fire to destroy the body to eliminate traces?"