North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

Locke quickly thought of a possibility. The scavenger had been on the scene from the beginning, and the gunman had also made some preparations in advance.

This speculation made Locke's heart feel numb, and the scene of the bodyguard who committed suicide by taking poison when Hei Lu Dan interrogated the "Doctor" could not help but appear in his mind.

The "doctor"'s control over his subordinates is chilling. He can actually let the snipers carry out suicide attacks. He was prepared in advance to be counterattacked.

Locke closed his eyes and recalled the memory of the gunman in his mind. The gunman wore a bulletproof helmet. The sniper rifle did not use a stand, but was directly padded with sandbags, so there were no signs of wear on the stand on the edge of the roof.

He opened his eyes and looked at the floor again. If he guessed correctly, a waterproof mat had been laid under the gunman's feet to cover his footprints and other marks.

After his bullet entered the gunman's face, it was blocked by the bulletproof helmet, so there was no penetrating injury, and the blood in the brain was not sprayed out. The gunman finally fell directly onto the waterproof mat.

But the scavenger was nearby and immediately put the gunman into a body bag and then further cleared the scene.

Only in this way will time be enough.

It should be like this!

After figuring out why the traces were cleaned up in such a short period of time, Locke felt relieved.

He was still very confident in his profession, and when he suddenly discovered that his peers had done something he couldn't do, he inevitably wanted to compete.

Where did the body go?

It was impossible to dissolve the corpse in such a short period of time. Dissolution would definitely leave traces. So where was the corpse hidden?

Locke turned around and looked around the rooftops, scanning the huge air-conditioning inlets, water pipes, water tanks, distribution boxes and other buildings one by one. The detective bureau should have inspected these places.

So Locke walked around the edge of the top floor. There should be two scavengers. It would not be easy for one person to move the body, and the physical fitness of the scavengers was not that good.

When he walked around to the inside of the building, Locke's eyes froze. There was actually a crane here.

This crane should be used for daily maintenance of the building and high-altitude operations. There are two thick steel pipes on the inside of the building. The crane is connected to the steel pipes and can move along the building.

Locke's mind flashed, and he immediately thought of the way the scavenger left and the body disappeared. No wonder the video downstairs didn't capture the scavenger.

At this time, Locke heard footsteps coming from behind. He turned around and saw that Tom Williams was walking towards this direction with Sophia, Dean Dyson, and black Jimmy.

There were four forensics officers behind him, led by William Worrell, the head of the forensics department who he had met twice. To his surprise, he actually saw Katherine Murphy.

When Tom Williams saw Locke here, he was not surprised at all and asked seriously: "Inspector Locke, have you discovered anything?"

"..."

Locke curled his lips, ignored this bitch, and nodded to Katherine Murphy.

Catherine Murphy smiled sweetly at him, showed the toolbox in her hand, and signaled to work first.

Seeing that the forensics department was also heading towards the crane, Locke stepped aside and asked Inspector Sophia, "Has the identity of the gunman been found?"

Sophia glanced at Tom Williams and saw that he had no objection, so she replied: "I found it. The gunman's name is Roy Earl. He is a retired sniper from the Army's 1rd Infantry Division. The sniper rifle he is accustomed to using is SG[-]. He retired five years ago because of colorectal cancer. Three years ago, he was wanted for allegedly attacking the president in front of the Maine State Capitol. However, Roy Earl always claimed that he was framed. Not long after he was hunted down by the FBI, Roy Earl suddenly Disappeared..."

"..."

Locke was startled. This gunman actually assassinated the President of the United States.

Damn it, no wonder it’s so fierce!

At this time, Locke saw William Worrell and Catherine Murphy climbing over the railings and stepping into the gondola of the crane. Regardless of his shock, he couldn't help but remind him: "Don't you test whether the crane is safe first? "

He was still frightened when he thought about Johnny Dyson setting up a booby trap at the door just now. If the scavenger did anything after using the hanging basket, the consequences would be equally disastrous.

Well, if Catherine Murphy wasn't here, he wouldn't talk much. After all, David was his instructor.

William Worrell and Catherine Murphy paused and hurriedly retracted their stepped feet.

Tom Williams raised his eyebrows and ordered the black man Jimmy: "Test it!"

Jimmy immediately started the crane. After finding that it could rise and fall normally, he turned to Locke and said, "Don't be a lapd if you are so afraid of death..."

Locke ignored this idiot. Anyway, the black man already had a negative score with him.

Next to him, Detective Sofia scolded: "Jimmy, shut up, for the safety of William and Catherine, you can never be too careful!"

When he went up to the hanging basket again, William Worrell was much more cautious. He did not let Catherine Murphy go up with him. Instead, he went up himself. After checking the hanging basket, he allowed Catherine Murphy to go in.

Soon the two were watching the work at height and checking for marks in the basket.

Other forensic personnel began to take fingerprint information on the crane operating panel. Obviously, Tom Williams and the others already felt that the breakthrough was in this crane.

Tom Williams stared at William and Catherine who were working for a while, then turned to Locke and asked: "Do you also think that the body was hidden on a certain floor of the building through the hanging basket?"

Locke was in the Sividal Building downstairs before. The outside of the building was made of tempered glass and the windows were not too big. If there was enough time, there would be no problem with this operation, but in such a short time yesterday, it was simply impossible.

He pointed to the building opposite that was much shorter than the Sividal Building, "Why not the other side?"

Everyone looked at the building under their noses. This building was more than 30 meters shorter than the Sividal Building. The entire rooftop was exposed and clearly visible.

Jimmy chuckled and said: "You are not mistaken, the two buildings are at least seven or eight meters apart. How can people and corpses get past?"

Tom Williams stared at the opposite side, moved his eyes forward, and saw Burlington Street not far away. He touched his chin and said, "You mean they arranged a person on that building to monitor Burlington Street." Condition……"

Dean Dyson patted the black man Jimmy on the shoulder and drew a triangle, "Do you understand the triangle? As long as there is a pulling basket on the opposite side, the hanging basket can land on the roof of the opposite building..."

Jimmy asked in confusion: "What force? Even someone on the other side can't reach the hanging basket!"

Sofia said angrily: "Shut up! The IQ of the entire police detective bureau has been lowered by you..."

Jimmy was dissatisfied: "Fuck, Sophia, I want to complain about your racial discrimination!"

Sophia gave him a middle finger and asked Tom Williams: "Should we go to the other side to see it?"

Tom Williams did not answer Sophia, but said sternly to Locke: "Henry is retiring soon. If you come to the police detective station, I promise to let you serve as the deputy team in one year..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him in shock.

Including Locke.