North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

David asked, "What's wrong?"

Locke did not answer him immediately. Instead, he walked to the Ferrari F430 with its engine completely exposed and looked at the passenger window. The passenger window was completely shattered.

There was no impact damage to the outside door, but blood was seen on the window.

Locke immediately deduced the situation. The person in the passenger seat didn't know what he was doing, so he unbuckled his seat belt.

The white young man in the driver's seat kept accelerating because time was up. After hitting the car, the Ferrari F430 instantly lost control and turned into a high-speed spinning top.

So the woman in the passenger seat was thrown out of the window, and the young white man in the driver's seat was also released because of that last blow.

Locke looked at the narrow window of the sports car and felt a chill go down his spine. Being thrown out of such a small space showed how fast the car was going at that time.

It can be imagined that the woman should have flown out like a cannonball at that time. At such a speed, the chance of survival should be low.

David followed Locke to the Ferrari and asked again: "What did you find?"

Locke pointed to the blood stains on the window, "There was a person in the passenger seat, probably a woman, who was thrown out of the car during the car accident. This kid was indeed high at the time, but it was not high from eating flour, but..."

David turned around, trying to find the woman who was flying out, and cursed, "Fuck, these damn rich people!"

He immediately shouted to Superintendent Mona: "Mona..."

Locke's expression suddenly became unnatural when he heard David scolding rich people. He had 3 million in his storage space. This was also scolding him.

Then he thought about the last time he went camping in Gaviotas State Forest Park. Jennifer Gray also did this. Although with his driving skills, there was a high probability that he would not get into an accident, but he must take this as a warning in the future.

Driving without driving, driving without driving.

Superintendent Mona walked over vigorously and asked, "How many were found? Do you need to call the DEA?"

David pointed to the blood stains on the car window, "Locke speculated that there was a woman in the passenger seat who was thrown out during the car accident..."

"fuck..."

Superintendent Mona had the same reaction as David. She subconsciously turned around, trying to find the woman who flew out, but naturally found nothing.

She asked, "Locke, are you sure?"

Locke replied: "80% sure!"

Then he explained all his reasoning. Although Mona is a female, the analysis of the case is based on a fact-based approach and it is impossible to consider gender.

After listening to this, Superintendent Mona did not show any shyness. She communicated the details with Locke professionally, basically agreed with his reasoning, and ordered: "David, Locke, go get the car." Take a video of the road to see if we can find any trace of the woman..."

Locke added, "In fact, it may also be a male..."

Superintendent Mona rolled her eyes and walked towards the white young man expressionlessly. She stared at the silent white young man coldly, observed his crotch and the elastic band in front, and saw that it was exactly what Locke said. .

She asked Nathan, "Hasn't he spoken yet?"

Nathan shook his head and was about to answer when warm applause erupted from the Toyota Corolla rescue office next to him. The female driver who was stuck in the car was rescued.

Superintendent Mona said to the white young man: "Where did the passenger in the passenger seat go?"

In view of Locke's reminder just now, she deliberately used cautious words.

The white young man's eyes instantly focused and he stared blankly at Mona, but he still didn't speak.

Superintendent Mona said: "You also saw that the female driver of the Corolla was rescued. No one was killed in this car accident so far. We have to find the... female passenger in the passenger seat as soon as possible... "

The white young man said hoarsely: "I want to call my lawyer..."

Superintendent Mona's face instantly turned gloomy, "If we find her now, maybe we can save her..."

But the white young man's mind became clearer and he insisted: "I want to call my lawyer..."

Superintendent Mona looked helpless, but this was his right, so he could only say: "Nathan, let him call!"

He added, "I'll be reminded to give him a blood test later..."

……

At the Mexican restaurant, more than a dozen police officers from the Wilshire Police Department came to dine this time. There was a commotion in the corner, everyone talking about the car accident in the morning.

After the car accident in the morning, it took more than an hour to get Santa Monica Boulevard back to normal.

The woman who flew out of the passenger seat of the Ferrari F430 was also found. Yes, she was a woman.

Locke and the others found the direction in which she flew out based on the video of the car accident, and finally found her twisted body in an advertising lampshade on the second floor of a building next to the road.

The deceased was a white woman in her early twenties, a student at the University of Southern California, from Tennessee. She had notified the school and asked the school to notify her family members to come and identify the body.

The perpetrator was his boyfriend, who was also a student at the University of Southern California, but a native of Los Angeles. His family was engaged in the film production industry in Hollywood.

The accident was almost as expected by Locke. The perpetrator was getting more and more happy at the time, so he stepped on the accelerator to get double happiness. He was distracted and bumped into the car in front, resulting in a series of crashes and the Ferrari F430 also lost control.

When the perpetrator was brought into the Wilshire Police Station, his lawyer was already waiting there. Accompanied by the lawyer, he completed the transcript and was subsequently released on bail.

According to the transcript, the perpetrator said that his girlfriend took the initiative to unbutton his pants. He refused at the time because he felt unsafe, but he could not resist his girlfriend's teasing. He was distracted because he was stimulated.

There were indeed scratches on his gadget, but it was more likely caused by the moment the woman was thrown away.

While recording the transcript, the guy cried bitterly and felt guilty about his girlfriend's death.

Elsa said angrily: "This bastard, it would be a pity not to go to Hollywood and become an actor!"

Nathan also said with a regretful look: "If he had informed him of the female companion as soon as possible, we could have found her earlier, and maybe she would not have died..."

Mark shook his head and said: "No, according to the injuries on her body, she died the moment she hit the billboard after being thrown out of the car. The speed was too fast, and her body turned into a cannonball..."

Elsa said angrily: "Then he shouldn't have kept hiding the fact that there was someone in the passenger seat. He even called a lawyer immediately. He must have something on his mind. I don't believe a word of his confession..."

Seeing that Elsa was going too far, Superintendent Mona had to speak out, "Hey, please shut up, we have to work this afternoon! Elsa, pay attention to your words, I don't want to hear such unprofessional words again. , procedurally, he has no problem..."

Randy smiled indifferently and said: "Guys, this is America. The rich can do whatever they want in this country. You will slowly adapt. You see, Locke and Tedis didn't say anything..."

"..."

Locke and Teddy suddenly looked at each other, speechless. One of them belonged to the rich class, and the other belonged to the elite class.

To some extent, there is a reason why Tedis likes to play with Locke.

Superintendent Mona scolded: "Shut up too!"

Randy hurriedly made a zipper movement, but then said to everyone: "Guys, we haven't even thanked Locke yet! We can finally change cars, Crown Victoria, I'm really going to vomit. yeap , this time we relied on Locke to save the rich man’s eldest lady, and we can finally drive on the Explorer..."

Everyone raised their juices or sodas one after another. Whether it was donating the Ford Explorer police car or the $100 million, it was all closely related to them, the frontline patrol officers.

"To Locke..."

"Thank you, Locke..."

"Locke, thank you for changing our car..."

"..."

After the fun, David raised the soda in his hand, touched it with Locke, and said with regret: "Boy, what a pity, you got the car, but you didn't have the chance to drive it!"

Locke's cup was already brought to his mouth, he put it down again, and said angrily: "Don't worry, I will have a better car to drive!"