North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

As soon as Tony Gerrard finished speaking, Harry Sumner immediately took two steps away and said in surprise: "Tony, I didn't expect you to be such a person. You actually stared at the anus of the corpse..."

He said to Locke again: "Locke, you have to be careful!"

fuck!

This guy turned out to be waiting here!

Fortunately he didn't say...

Locke gave Harry Sumner a middle finger and said to Tony Gerrard: "It is not ruled out that the three male deceased are mutually exclusive..."

Tony Gerrard did not react at all to Harry Sumner's joke and nodded, "It is indeed possible!"

"Hey, can you show some respect to the deceased..."

Madeleine Hill glared at Harry Sumner coldly and said, "It will be clear after the forensics department tests the genetic material of the corpse..."

It turned out that the anus of the three male corpses had signs of being violated.

According to the way the corpses were arranged, there was either a male standing at the very back, or the three male deceased were leaving the female deceased and gesticulating with each other.

At this time, Riley Haby led a middle-aged man in his forties over. He was wearing black-framed myopia glasses, a gray suit, and a computer bag on his shoulders.

Riley Haby introduced: "Captain Hill, this is Mr. Howard from East Los Angeles College. He is responsible for confirming student information..."

"Hello, Mr. Howard..."

"Hello, Captain Hill..."

After greetings, Madeleine Hill arranged for Harry Sumner and Jack Talbot to assist Mr. Howard in identifying the bodies. Finding out the information about the four deceased persons as soon as possible would help advance the case.

"Deputy team, you and Locke go and talk to the person who reported the crime..."

"Raven, call Brian and ask him to transfer the surveillance information around here. I want to know if any suspicious vehicles passed around the villa last night..."

"..."

As he walked towards the ambulance, Tony Gerrard suddenly said, "Locke, how come we haven't seen you for a day, and I feel like you are a little different?"

Locke felt calm, touched his face, and said with a smile, "Have you lost weight?"

Tony Gerrard stared at him curiously, "Not only have you lost weight, but you also feel different. Well, it's hard to describe what it feels like. It feels like you have become calmer, but also that you have become relaxed... "

"Uh, is there any?"

Locke looked at Tony Gerrard in astonishment, shocked in his heart. What a keen insight the deputy team has!

The calmness is naturally because he has become stronger, and the reason for relaxation is also for this reason.

You will be more calm when facing any problems.

Locke touched his chin and replied: "I only know why I lost weight. I ate Japanese food at Nobu in Malibu the day before yesterday and ended up with diarrhea at night. If you want to lose weight, I suggest you try..."

"As for becoming calmer and relaxing, I don't know what you are talking about..."

"..."

When they arrived at the ambulance, their conversation ended.

Seeing Tony Gerrard get into the ambulance first, Locke pursed his lips. He was worthy of being a deputy, what a keen insight!

In the ambulance, Miss Gevlin Langley was wearing a blanket. Her hair was brown, her skin was fair and rosy, she was slightly fat and fleshy, she had freckles on her face, and she had a majestic mind.

The medical staff were measuring her blood pressure and inhaling oxygen. Her mood was still unstable and her body was still shaking slightly.

As soon as the two people came in, they immediately attracted the attention of Miss Gevlin Langley and the nurse, but both of their eyes were focused on Locke.

On the instrument, Gevelin Langley's heartbeat accelerated instantly.

This was the first time that Locke saw so intuitively how lethal he was to women.

"How's it going? Can Miss Langley take notes?"

After introducing his identity, Tony Gerrard asked the nurse for her opinion.

Without waiting for the nurse to answer, Gevelin Langley took off the oxygen mask and nodded: "Yes, officer, I can..."

Tony Gerald twitched the corner of his mouth, moved away, and completely exposed Locke to Gevlin Langley, and asked: "Miss Langley, do you know the four deceased people?"

Gevelin Langley stared at Locke, trying his best to maintain a reserved smile, "Yes, I know them. They are all students from East Los Angeles College, namely Carter Weeks, Shaquille Moore, Jordan Morris, and Mi Ya Ham, this bitch, uh, Carter Weeks is my ex-boyfriend..."

Locke quickly wrote down four names and said in shock: "Ex-boyfriend? When did you break up?"

He didn't know if it was because of Gevlin Langley's unstable mood that he couldn't accurately read the woman's emotions, but he could feel that she was scared. Was she frightened by the scene in the room?

Gevelin Langley's expression froze, "Mr. Detective, Carter Weeks is dead!"

Well, if he dies, it will be his ex-boyfriend, which makes sense!

Tony Gerrard asked: "As far as I know, the owner of this villa is named Robert Beasley. What is the relationship between the four people you mentioned and Robert Beasley?"

Gevelin Langley hesitated for a moment, glanced at the handsome Locke, and said hesitantly: "I heard from Carter that the owner of the villa is the sponsor of that bitch Mia Hamm..."

Locke and Tony Gerrard looked at each other and knew instantly, sugardaddy.

Even though East Los Angeles College is the first mile community college in California, it is still just a community college, and the quality of students here varies.

"ok..."

Tony Gerard nodded, "Miss Langley, how did you find this place?"

Gevelin Langley took out his mobile phone, "I have Carter's position..."

Tony Gerrard's eyes lit up, "Miss Langley, where is Carter Weeks' cell phone now?"

Gevelin Langley shook his head and said: "No, I found Carter's mobile phone location here last night, but I didn't want to go out at night, so I prepared to come over in the morning to block these bitches. In the morning, I found that Carter, this bitch's mobile phone was turned off. , fortunately I took a screenshot, so I can find it here..."

The clothes, mobile phones and identity information of the four deceased were not found in the villa just now. They were obviously taken away by the murderer.

Tony Gerrard said: "Miss Langley, we may need to use your mobile phone later..."

He wanted to find the last location where Carter Weeks' cell phone appeared through the location information of Carter Weeks retained by Gevelin Langley.

"no..."

Gevelin Langley's expression suddenly changed and he refused immediately.

In the subsequent questioning, he began to become uncooperative, making Tony Gerrard's face look gloomy.

Why don't you just borrow your mobile phone?

Why did you fall out?

So Locke had to take action. He asked curiously: "Miss Langley, I can see that you don't seem too sad about Carter Weeks' death. So why do you have such big mood swings?"

Gevelin Langley's face instantly became even uglier, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I really want to kill this bitch. I just wanted to come over and slap these bitches. I didn't expect to be seen in such a disgusting scene. Shit, Carter." .Wicks, the son of a bitch, often made me lick him when he was with me again..., fuck, this is so disgusting, I didn't expect that he actually let others fuck him..., when I thought of..., vomit, It disgusts me to death, vomit..."

The cigars that have been eaten have gone into other people's sauce jars, and the cigars that have been licked have gone into other people's sauce jars.

Well, that's actually kind of gross.

Seeing that Gevelin Langley's mood was out of control again, the nurse had to terminate Locke's questioning.

After getting out of the ambulance, Tony Gerrard said seriously: "Locke, we have to get Gravelin Langley's mobile phone..."

Locke rolled his eyes, "Deputy team, do you know what's in a young girl's cell phone? If you want her cell phone, you might as well kill her!"

But this Miss Gevlin Langley must have concealed some information.

Although she had just scolded Carter Weeks through gritted teeth, her main emotion was still fear, not hatred.

What is she afraid of?