Chapter 319 Reason
"Who is he? Why is he doing this?"
“He is a radical liberal who supports female boxing, the legalization of drug products, same-sex marriage, exemption from the death penalty, and reduction of police funding. He has a completely different philosophy from the one who presented the award.
He planned this incident to deal with the award presenter, making him lose the public's trust and lower his approval rating. "
"That is to say, several award recipients were only used as 'retaliation tools'."
Frank nodded, "You can say that."
Luke thought for a while, "But why do I have a feeling that they are also targeting me."
Frank smiled, "It's true.
Except for the one presenting the award, you have indeed received special attention. "
“Why? I went to the SAR for the first time, and I rarely expressed my ideas, and I never targeted liberals.”
"It's true that you didn't target them, but some of your actions caused them a lot of trouble.
For example, in the 'kneeling pressure' case, the suspect George (Floyd) was kneeled and pressed by a police officer and was sent to the hospital for treatment due to breathing difficulties. Many people accused lapd of violent law enforcement. That incident caused a lot of trouble and spread all over the country There are demonstrators, and they are pushing behind.
That night, George was assassinated again, and it was you and his partner who saved George.
I realized the seriousness of the problem. George could not die, otherwise the Los Angeles Police Department and citizens would go against each other.
After discussing with Reid, I spread the false news that George was killed, so that the people behind the scenes thought that George was dead, so they would not send someone to assassinate him.
This matter is entrusted to you.
You did better than I expected afterwards, not only quelling the situation, but also cracking down on the demonstrators and smashing the conspiracy of the liberals. "
Luke said, "I didn't think so much at the time, I just solved the case and restored the city's stability and tranquility."
"I know, but some people don't want to.
To achieve their goals, they will have citizens take to the streets, planning one demonstration after another until their goals are achieved.
Through this incident, I also have a closer relationship with the award presenter.
That guy is not likable, but at least he will not support cuts to the police budget. I am responsible to the entire LAPD. "
Luke asked curiously, "How will this matter end up?"
Frank laughed, "It depends on what step that person wants to achieve, and it has nothing to do with us.
We only need to manage the safety and stability of Los Angeles. "
"I see."
Frank took out a business card, "Call me if you have anything to do."
"I will."
Luke took the business card and handed his own to Frank, "Sir, I am waiting for your orders at any time."
Frank put away his business card, "OK.
Let's go out.
You are the protagonist tonight, you can't disappear for too long. "
…
Eleven at night.
Luke returned home, washed the chair and leaned on the bed, weighing the pros and cons.
He received a medal of the highest honor. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, he did not suffer substantial damage.
As for those who plotted against him, they were all taken away as spies. It is estimated that life will not be easy, and Luke can be regarded as revenge.
In general, the gains outweigh the losses.
More importantly, Luke got Frank's approval.
Before, Luke had no direct contact with Frank except for awarding titles and receiving awards. Even if he joined the yacht club, he could only be said to have entered the circle, but they had no intersection with each other, and most of them passed on messages through Rhett.
This private conversation with Frank is of extraordinary significance to Luke.
As Frank said, the matter in the SAR is over, and Los Angeles is their base camp.
…
The morning of October 28.
"Hi, this is the 911 Emergency Center."
A trembling voice came from the phone, "I want to call the police, I'm super scared now..."
The operator asked, "Can you speak louder? I can't hear you well."
"Sorry, I can't speak any louder, he will hear..." The voice of a young woman sounded on the phone.
"Who is he? What happened?"
"I don't know him either, he killed my friend and there's blood everywhere..."
The voice was intermittent, and the operator couldn't hear clearly, "Where are you now? Is there any danger?"
"I'm in the closet, I dare not go out, he is outside."
"Is this your phone?"
"Yes."
"Can you tell me your address code?"
"Let me see..."
"did you drink?"
"I drank last night.
Hey, I'm wide awake right now, there's blood all over the house, and I see an arm by the bedroom door, there's supposed to be someone lying there, probably dead. "
"Is there anyone else in the house?"
"Yes, I can feel him outside, probably disposing of the body, please, call the police to save me."
"May I have your name?"
"Suri Shammari."
"Suri, calm down, I need you to recall the address."
"My friend brought me here. It seems to be No. 105 in the Prand community. On the east side of the community, there is a black pickup parked at the gate..." The woman's voice became more and more frightened.
"I can't say any more, I heard footsteps, he's coming..."
…
Detective station, fitness room.
At this point in time, there are not many people in the gym, only a few people.
And those who can come to exercise at this point are mostly middle-level and high-level police officers.
Luke works on the climbing machine on the east side of the gym while Red works on the treadmill.
Rett looked at the climbing machine, "What's the point of this thing? How about practicing on the treadmill with me, and we can have a friendly match."
Luke shook his head, "No, you are ten years older than me, and I don't want to be said to be invincible."
Rett said unconvinced, "Running is about physical fitness and endurance, and it has no absolute relationship with age. If you run fast when you are young, then everyone will be better than their age in the future, and there is no need for track and field competitions."
Luke turned off the climbing machine and said with a smile, "As you wish, what's the bet?"
Rett said, "The loser will treat guests to a drink next time."
"OK, no problem."
Luke also changed to a treadmill and adjusted to the same pace as Rhett to jog.
The two chatted while running, "Director, when will we add more people to our team?"
"What kind of newcomer do you want?"
"Can I choose myself?"
"I will send you a list with candidates' information on it, and you can choose from the list."
"Thank you Director, that's a very sweet idea.
So, I've decided that it doesn't matter who wins or loses this run.
It's all up to me to treat guests. "
Rett laughed, "You can't run anymore, find a step for yourself in advance."
Luke said, "Believe me, I can run for a day at this speed."
"Dingling..." Rhett was about to say something when the phone rang.
Red turned off the treadmill and stepped aside to answer the phone.
"it's me…"
A moment later, Reid answered the phone and said, "Luke, we can't play today."
"What happened?"
"The 911 emergency center received a call from a woman named Suri Shammari. According to her, a homicide suspected to have occurred in the house at No. 105 in the Prand community. A black pickup truck was parked outside the house. The murderer hadn't left yet. She said I hid in the wardrobe in the bedroom."
"OK, I'll take people there now."
Rett reminded, "Saving people is the most important thing."
"I see."
…
Half an hour later.
Luke led the team to No. 105, Prand Community.
Several police cars were parked on the side of the road, a cordon was drawn up around the house, and several police officers were holding guns.
Many residents gathered around to watch the fun.
After Luke got out of the car, many officers looked at him. Most of the officers watched the awards ceremony in D.C., and probably watched it more than once.
Luke is a big hit right now.
"Hey, Captain Luke, I watched your awards ceremony three times." The old rookie John came over and greeted with a smile.
Luke asked, "How are you doing?"
"not bad."
"Tell me about the situation at the scene."
"After receiving the dispatch call, I was patrolling nearby and arrived at the scene at about 10:50. We didn't dare to rush into the house immediately because we were worried about the safety of the hostages.
The resident of the house is James Robinson, who rented this house. According to the neighbors around him, he rarely goes out during the day, and sometimes it is noisy at night.
He rarely communicates with other residents and does not attend parties. He only knows that he is a white guy with gray hair and some curly hair.
We shouted, but there was no response. "
"Are you sure there are people in the house?"
John nodded, "Yes, someone in the house spoke, swearing and threatening us not to approach.
He should have a gun and be a violent jerk. "
"Where are the hostages?"
"I don't know, I'm also worried, this situation...may not be optimistic." John sighed.
"Which house is the suspect in?"
"Thanks buddy."
Luke patted John on the shoulder, and said to the subordinates beside him, "You all heard it, what do you think?"
Little underworld, "This guy closed the curtains, most likely because he was worried about being sniped by the police. I guess he is probably in the room."
Jackson said, "This can only show that he has been to that room, and there is no way to prove that he is in the house now."
The situation in the room is unknown, which will affect the judgment of the police to a certain extent.
Now we only know that there is at least one suspect and one victim in the room. The victim is a girl named Suri Shammari, and the identity of the suspect is temporarily unknown.
It is not clear whether the resident James Robinson is a suspect or a victim.
The more critical point is that there may not be only one suspect.
At this time, if you forcefully break in to rescue the hostages, there are many unpredictable factors and the risk is too high. Not only the hostages are in danger, but also the police officers.
Luke asked someone to find a loudspeaker, turned on the switch, and hesitated when he was about to speak.
I have been in the limelight recently, so it is better to keep a low profile. I looked at the players around me and handed the megaphone to Xiao Hei, "Marcus, come and shout."
"I..." Xiao Hei's face was full of surprise, "Is it okay?"
Luke encouraged, "Hey, you're a detective now, have some confidence in yourself."
"You're right, I'm Inspector Marcus now." Xiao Hei took a deep breath, took the loudspeaker,
"Ahem...
Listen up there, I'm Inspector Marcus, First Squadron, Robbery and Murder Division.
You are now surrounded by the police.
I know you're in there, and I know you've got a hostage in your hand.
If you have any demands, you can tell me.
Don’t hurt the hostages, don’t make any dangerous moves, open the door, put your head in your hands, and walk out of the room…”
Marcus shouted for the first time, with a loud voice, and he was a little nervous at first, but the effect got better and better.
Marcus asked in a low voice, "How is it?"
Luke gave a thumbs up, "Very good. Continue."
Marcus continued to shout, "Listen inside, we have found out your identity and know what you did. The reason why the police did not disclose your name is to protect your privacy..."
The door opened with a "click...".
A curly-haired white man came out and looked outside blankly, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing, why are you blocking my house.
Hey, don't point a gun at me...
I have no weapons. "
This sudden move caught the police by surprise, "lapd!"
"hands up."
"Don't come close, put your head in your hands and lie on the ground."
"Don't move your hands, put them where I can see them..."
Amid the scolding by the police, the curly-haired man seemed a little nervous, and stammered, "Hey...I'm a good guy...I don't have any weapons.
I came out only after hearing the call..."
Xiao Hei shouted, "Hey, don't get any closer, put your head in your hands and get down!"
"You can't order me like this. This is my home. You offended me. Leave my home immediately." The curly-haired man waved his hands indiscriminately with a bit of anger in his anxiety.
"Damn, put your hands up!"
"Don't move!"
The action of the curly-haired man made the police a little nervous.
"It's you who should put down your guns. Don't step on my lawn and leave immediately..." The curly-haired man pointed at the police with his right hand, his left hand on his hip, only a few centimeters away from his jacket pocket.
This action made the police even more nervous.
"Raise your left hand."
"Put your head in your hands and get down."
The curly-haired man took a few steps forward, becoming more and more excited, and put his left hand into his pocket, "You broke into my house and trampled my lawn.
I want to report, you have no right to do that..."
"Bang!" A police officer fired.
The stun gun hit the curly-haired man.
The curly-haired man trembled all over and fell on the lawn, and he became quiet.
Two police officers stepped forward, handcuffed him, and searched him.
took out an iPhone from the left pocket of his clothes.
"No weapons."
Luke stepped forward and asked, "What's your name?"
The curly-haired man slowly came back to his senses and took a deep breath, "Uh, it hurts me to death...I will sue you."
"You should be grateful that we didn't use real guns.
Answer the question I just asked. "
"James Robinson."
"Do you live here?"
"Yes."
"Do you know Suri Shammari?"
"No."
"think carefully."
"Really never heard of it."
"Who else is in the house?"
"There is no one left."
"you sure?"
"Yeah, it's just me."
"The police arrived at the scene 20 minutes ago, why didn't you come out?"
"I didn't hear that."
John added, "Impossible, we shouted."
“I was playing a game and the sound in my headphones was loud.”
John said, "We also heard what you said, and threatened us to enter the house and kill us."
"I said, I'm playing a game, a shooting game. I said it to the people in the game, not to you at all."
John “…”
Luke sorted out his thoughts and felt that something was wrong, but he didn't fully believe what James Robinson said, and asked, "Are you sure there is no one else in the family?"
"No."
"There was no homicide?"
"Absolutely not, I was just playing a game, how could such a terrible thing happen."
"Then why did someone call the police, saying that a murder occurred in your house?"
"I don't know either."
"Can we search your home?"
"Can I say no?"
"No."
"Don't break my personal items, especially my computer."
"Don't worry, we'll be careful."
Afterwards, Luke asked James Robinson to be brought into a police car for custody, and asked several team members, "What do you think?"
Jackson said, "Could it be that the reporter got the wrong address."
Jenny said, "The victim may indeed give the wrong address when he is nervous and afraid."
Luke thought for a while and arranged the task, "Raymond and the patrol are in charge of guarding outside.
The others followed me in through the front door.
Everyone must be careful. "
"Yes, sir."
Everyone put on body armor and entered the search through the front door.
"The living room is safe."
"East Side Safe."
"Toilet safety."
"The west room is safe."
…
Soon, under the leadership of Luke, everyone searched the house, and found no suspicious persons, and no obvious blood.
Luke didn't make a judgment immediately, put away his pistol, and prepared to check the house carefully.
Luke focused on the bedroom on the west side. The house was a mess, with beds, wardrobes, computers, takeaway boxes, and a smell in the air.
Luke checked all the wardrobes in the room and found no other personnel.
It was a bit embarrassing to miss such a big battle.
Jackson said, "At least forty or fifty minutes have passed since the victim reported the crime to entering the room. Did the suspect clean up the scene?"
Luke shook his head, "According to the victim, there were bloodstains everywhere in the house, and there were injuries. Even if the suspect could clean up the scene in such a short period of time, the smell of disinfectant would still remain.
But the room only smells of smelly socks and dirty clothes. This is not a crime scene.
Even if something happened, it was different from what the victim described. "
Jackson turned on the computer screen, "It is indeed a popular shooting game, and I will play it occasionally.
If resident James Robinson wasn't lying, he had been playing the game and he hadn't hurt anyone, then this wasn't a crime scene.
Would it be that the victim got the wrong address as I guessed before? "
Luke glanced at his watch, "If that's the case, we've wasted too much time..."
An extra minute, the more dangerous the hostage.
The atmosphere became tense again.
Xiao Hei shrugged, "Guys, don't be nervous, it might just be a prank.
Some **** like to call false police, and maybe this time will be the same. "
Luke ordered, "Jackson, take someone to search the community to see if there are black pickup trucks parked in other yards.
Marcus, contact the 911 alarm center, investigate the alarm records and alarm calls. "
"Yes, sir."
(end of this chapter)