Legendary FBI Detective

Chapter 388 [Case of being sniped during the Judge Hotel Movement]

Monday, nine o'clock in the morning, room 1196 on the 11th floor of a hotel.

This room is a very common suite in the Federal Hotel. There are two LAPD officers standing at the door of the suite, and several FBI agents from the Trace Inspection Section are working inside the room.

On the big bed in the bedroom, there lay the body of a middle-aged white man without clothes. The cause of death was a bullet wound on the victim’s head.

 There wasn't too much blood on the bed, but there were a lot of yellow and white things on the sheets, which looked very visual.

There was a clear bullet hole next to the glass not far from the big bed. Using technical means, detectives from the Trace Inspection Section quickly located the location where the murderer shot: the 14th floor of the high-rise office building diagonally opposite the hotel.

 In the bedroom, a group of Trace Inspection Section agents were handling the scene in an orderly manner. Outside, in the corner of the living room, the air was extremely quiet.

After listening to Spark's narration, even Lacey, who was born and raised in the Federation, felt that the amount of information was a bit overwhelming. Luo An felt even more emotional in his heart. The Federation is worthy of being a beacon to the world. The 2005 version was so far ahead of other countries. many.

Luo An also suspected that Spark's true identity was Chicken Head at the beginning, and Samia was just one of his lucky daughters.

However, after calling Mona, I learned that Speck’s identity information showed that he was just an ordinary office worker. He went to church every week, had some money saved in his account, and even made a reservation with Samia for a year. After the wedding hall, there is no problem.

 Hang up the phone, Luo An looked at Sparks with admiration in his eyes.

Spike couldn't find any clues here, so Luo An turned his attention to the person involved in the crime scene last night who witnessed everything, Samia, who had a clear distinction between public and private matters.

 “I was shocked!”

In response to Luo An’s question, Samia took the tissue handed by Spark, adjusted her mood and replied:

“Tyler is an old customer of mine, and he called me yesterday afternoon to make an appointment for this room and time.

 After we got here, we both drank a little wine to cheer us up, and then..."

 “Pause, Samia.”

Roan quickly stopped Samia's detailed description of last night's process. It wasn't that he was embarrassed, but that Spark's boyfriend sat aside and listened nonchalantly. The impact of this scene was really too great.

 Luo An’s version has not been upgraded to this point, so he said:

“Samia, you can directly describe the moment when the crime occurred.

 In addition, how is the victim Taylor Davis feeling today? Is there any performance that is different from the past? "

“I was down there when the incident occurred. Before I could react, I heard the sound of glass breaking, and then I noticed that Taylor was not moving.”

Samia then said that she was shocked, and she quickly ran out of bed and lay on the ground behind the bed. In a panic, she first called Speck downstairs for help. Speck helped dial the police number. .

As for Luo An’s next two questions, Samia said that Taylor-Davis was no different from before. He didn’t mention anything about work. Even the entire process and posture were exactly the same as before, with nothing new.

Spark and Samia both had a look of disdain in their eyes.

 “…OK, thank you.”

 Luo An twitched the corner of his mouth, nodded and left the living room with Lacey. Upon seeing this, the LAPD waiting nearby took the two away from the scene.

After all, Samia is engaged in the work of physically helping others. Although calling the police is commendable and can be exempted from imprisonment, she still has to pay a fine.

“Samia and Sparks should have nothing to do with this case.”

Lacey, who was also eye-opening, shook the phone in her hand and said:

“Michelle found the surveillance video at the entrance of the hotel at the time of the incident. Spark was indeed waiting in the car and never got out of the car.”

Luo An raised his hand and rubbed his temples with a complicated expression.

It's not that they are worried because they didn't get any clues, but that Spark and Samia regard this kind of thing as a normal "job", and one code is the same, and the version of values ​​​​that separates public and private is a bit ahead of its time, Luo An Admit that you are lagging behind and need to slow down. “Team Leader Greenwood.”

At this moment, an agent from the Trace Inspection Section came over, holding a transparent bag in his hand, which contained a bullet stained with a lot of red and white.

 “This is the murder weapon we found in the bedroom.”

Luo An took the bullet handed to him and looked at it, frowning slightly:

“This is a .338 Lap Magnum bullet.”

 “That’s right.”

 The agent from the Trace Inspection Section nodded:

“One of the most common sniper rifle bullets on the market, suitable for many types of sniper rifles.”

Luo An returned the transparent packaging bag to the Trace Inspection Section agent. Lacey glanced at the building in the distance and asked:

“Have you checked the location of the sniper?”

 “Two of my colleagues have been there.”

 Trace Inspection Section detectives return to:

“Based on the sniper rifle ballistic test, my colleagues determined that the location where the sniper fired was the corner of the stairs on the 14th floor of the office building.

 But unfortunately, there were no surveillance cameras there. The murderer also took away the bullet casings after firing a shot, and nothing was found at the scene. "

“Thank you for your hard work. Please let us know as soon as the bullet trajectory report is completed.”

 “OK, no problem.”

There were no useful findings at the crime scene. Luo An and Lacey went to the office building opposite the hotel and walked around the location where the murderer shot. They also found no useful clues and drove back to the special investigation team.

 “Can you two pretty ladies tell me any good news?”

  Pushing open the door of the special investigation team, Luo An looked at Mona and Michelle and asked with a smile:

 “Lacey and I gained nothing this time...but we gained some insights.”

 “Have gained knowledge? What does it mean?”

Mona asked casually, then moved her chair and took a step back, looking at the computer and said:

"Judge Taylor-Davis's personal financial situation is good, and his family's financial situation is not a problem. Among the couple's loans, except for the college loan, the car loan and the house loan were all paid off a year ago. Now their account is poorer than mine. .”

“Sure enough, even for a judge, it’s not easy to pay off college loans quickly.”

Lacie picked up her coffee and took a sip and complained speechlessly. She also had unpaid college loans on her shoulders.

Michelle next to him continued:

“Judge Taylor-Davis’s son is still in school, and his wife will arrive here soon. She is not in Los Angeles during this time and has gone to Texas on a business trip.”

Roan walked to Michelle, bent down and glanced at the photo of Taylor-Davis's wife on the computer. She was a middle-aged white woman with glasses and a very attractive face, named Heather. Roan asked:

 “How likely is it that this case is related to Heather? Killing for love? Jealousy? Revenge?”

“I don’t know, but the probability is not high.”

Mona loaded Heather’s personal information, consumption records, and travel records for the past year onto her computer desktop and said:

“Heather has traveled to Texas several times for business in the past year, stayed in hotels many times, and many times other men were seen staying in the same room as her.

 But there is no record of quarrels and conflicts between Heather and Taylor in the records. I suspect that the two of them are likely to have an open marriage. "

　　…six.”

Luo An, who was several steps behind in the version, was a little speechless. He swallowed his desire to complain, and then asked:

“How is Judge Taylor-Davies’ work? Has he sinned against anyone or had any conflicts with anyone in his recent work?”

 (End of this chapter)