North American Rough Police: Starting from the Los Angeles Patrol

The smile on Tom William's face paused, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and then glanced at the body. He suddenly thought of something, and walked towards the door with a gloomy face, and everyone else followed.

At the door, two CIA agents looked at the four Locke people with cold expressions. After seeing Tom Williams, an older agent showed him his ID, "I am CIA senior special agent Jamie Howard. …”

Tom Williams frowned and stared at the CIA agents. He had roughly guessed their purpose here, "Detective Bureau, Robbery and Murder Division, Tom Williams..."

Jamie Howard curled his lips and complimented: "It turned out to be the famous LAPD detective Captain Tom. Captain Tom, the deceased was a retired CIA agent. This case..."

Tom Williams interrupted him coldly, "I remember that CIA has no law enforcement power in the United States!"

Jamie Howard's face twitched and he replied calmly: "Thank you for the reminder, so this case will be taken over by the FBI. They are already on their way..."

Tom Williams said with a stinking look on his face: "I need to make a phone call..."

Jamie Howard looked calm and said, "Please do it, but please ask your people to stop working immediately to avoid damaging the scene. In addition, the evidence you just collected will be handed over to the FBI..."

Tom Williams made a phone call in front of everyone, quickly hung up the phone, turned to the back and ordered: "Everyone, stop the work, William, you stay and hand over to the FBI..."

After saying that, he glanced at Locke, who was watching intently next to him. His face turned blue and white, and he left without saying anything.

Behind them, Sophia, Dean Dyson, black Jimmy, and all the police detectives all had ugly expressions. It was such a slap in the face to be robbed of a case in the middle of the case.

In Los Angeles, even the FBI will not grab a case so directly. They usually notify the higher-ups of the Detective Bureau first.

So Dean Dyson and black Jimmy led the detectives from the police detective bureau and left one after another. Sophia walked a few steps and then stopped, turning to look at Locke, "Locke, I apologize to you on behalf of Captain Tom, but he I really value you..."

Locke looked calm, gloating about Tom Williams being slapped in the face by the CIA, "Inspector Sophia, please remind Captain Tom that I won!"

Sophia was startled, and then she realized that Locke had just made a bet with Tom Williams, and Locke had won.

She frowned and asked, "You have already seen that we will hand over this case?"

Locke shrugged and glanced at Cia next to him, "I guessed it, but luckily, I guessed it right. Otherwise, I would have had to face Tom Williams' stinky face..."

"..."

Sophia smiled bitterly. It seemed that Locke was really disgusted with Tom Williams, but Tom still wanted to bring him into the team.

After Sophia left, Locke found two CIA agents looking at him. Although both of them were wearing sunglasses, he still felt their gazes. It was probably his conversation with Sophia that attracted their attention.

I have to say, these two CIA agents are so pretentious, even better than the FBI.

Locke immediately thought of one thing. Since this case involves CIA, they cannot get involved. After all, the relationship between LAPD, FBI and CIA is completely different from that of the Detective Bureau. They have no obligation to assist CIA and FBI.

He immediately asked: "Sir, since the FBI will take over this case, can we leave?"

Jamie Howard turned his head and glanced at the colleague next to him. The CIA agent who had been silent until now said, "Please wait a moment. When the FBI comes, you can sign a confidentiality agreement and leave..."

Locke frowned and said unhappily: "I need to ask my boss for instructions..."

In the United States, even for law enforcement, most people are unwilling to sign something like this unless they have to, and they will be bound for nothing.

And in terms of procedures, he has to report to Captain Jones.

The CIA agent hesitated for a moment and replied: "Yes, but the details of the case cannot be disclosed..."

Locke couldn't help it immediately. Damn it, the people from the police detective bureau didn't sign any confidentiality agreement just now. Why did they ask for so much when they came here?

He asked: "Sir, if you don't report the case, how can my boss assess the risk of this matter!"

"Wait a mininute……"

After the two CIA agents walked aside to exchange a few words, Jamie Howard said: "You can report to your boss, but we need to know your boss's confidentiality level..."

Locke was helpless, thought for a moment, and revealed the identity of Anna Davis. After all, Richard Jones' level was still a little lower.

After Jamie Howard learned that Anna Davis was a police superintendent, he immediately nodded in agreement.

Locke immediately called Anna Davis. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately said: "Captain, regarding the shooting case in the apartment building at No. 55 Bile Street, there are some changes here. This case involves the CIA..."

He told Anna Davis what had just happened, and also told Cia's request. After Anna Davis listened, she asked him to hand over the phone to Cia.

Locke handed the phone to Jamie Howard, "Sir, Captain Davis wants to talk to you..."

……

The atmosphere in the speeding Ford Explorer was very depressing, mainly due to the gloomy expression on Tom Williams' face in the passenger seat, which made Dean Dyson and Jimmy in the back seat afraid to speak.

After a while, Tom Williams asked: "What do you think of this case?"

Dean Dyson saw that Sophia, who was driving, had no intention of speaking, so he replied: "Since the deceased is a retired CIA agent, then many things will become clear. The killer's technique was clean and neat, and did not leave many traces. At first glance, It was a professional killer who did it. I suspect there is something wrong within the CIA..."

Tom Williams raised his eyebrows, "Do you suspect that the killer is also from the CIA?"

Dean Dyson nodded and said: "The deceased was not tortured to extract a confession. It is most likely that he was simply silenced..."

Tom Williams crossed his arms and said noncommittally: "There is nothing wrong with this logic. Then go back and compile a list of how many criminal cases across the United States from last year to now have been investigated by the CIA or FBI before they even started. Take over..."

Dean lost his voice and said, "What do you mean..., I understand!"

Tom Williams turned to Sophia and asked: "Why did that boy know that the deceased was related to CIA?"

Sophia replied: "He did not say that the deceased was related to the CIA, he just suggested that the case should be handed over..."

Tom Williams raised his eyebrows, "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is!"

Sophia also pondered for a moment and said: "He should have discovered something and realized that this case was beyond our ability to handle. It's just that we thought at the time that he thought we couldn't catch the murderer. Uh, but that's the same thing. The case was shut down. , we still can’t catch the murderer..."

Tom Williams asked: "What else did he say?"

Sofia gloated and said, "He asked me to remind you that you lost!"

"fuck..."

Tom Williams cursed angrily, but soon calmed down, with a nervous smile on his lips, "I'm looking forward to him coming to the police detective station more and more now..."