Chapter 479 Who is he?
Hilton hotel restaurant.
It was past six o'clock in the evening, and Luke's family was preparing for dinner.
Although the matter of the room being stolen is a bit depressing, I still have to have a good dinner.
The fat man looked at Orti who was sitting opposite, and asked curiously, "Are you the legendary female detective?"
"I am a female detective, but not a legend."
"You look very beautiful, especially your eyes, like blue gems."
Ortie smiled, "You're as cute as Luke said."
"Is your usual job as exciting as the one in the movie?"
"My job content is more clerical, and I have more contact with the client. To be honest... most of the time is quite boring."
"Are you also traveling to Hawaii?"
"I hope so." Orti shrugged, "I accepted the entrusted task, and I came to ask your brother to return to work in Los Angeles."
The little fat man frowned, "What job? It sounds a bit confusing to me..."
"It's really complicated here, so don't ask, and have a good dinner." Luke interrupted the little fat man. There are some interests involved, so it's not good for too many people to know.
Val curled his lips. He didn't think there was anything complicated. Such a beautiful woman came to her door on her own initiative...
He glanced at Orti secretly again, always feeling as if he had seen this beauty before.
By the way, the time I went to Washington.
She went to the bar to see Luke that night...
When did the police become so popular, or should they change careers?
Orti is very good at communicating with people, told some anecdotes about the detective industry, and quickly became one with Luke's family.
"Jingle Bell…"
Luke's cell phone rings.
He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Martin George's number.
"Hi, I'm Luke Lee."
"Captain Li, I found the thief according to the characteristics of the suspect you gave.
You are amazing! "There was a little more admiration in Martin George's tone.
"Did you find the ID?"
"Yes, because the arrest was timely, not only the documents were found, but also the cash you lost was recovered."
"Thank you, Officer George.
Why did she rob our room? "
"She said it was to steal money and subsidize the family."
"Then why did she steal our ID?"
"I also asked, and she said that she just took it away, and didn't think too much about it at the time."
Luke said, "Officer George, is it because she is a habitual thief that you caught her so quickly?"
"Yes."
Luke shrugged, "An experienced and habitual thief should have a clear goal. I don't think her reason is valid."
Martin George nodded, "Maybe, but she won't admit it."
Luke was silent for a moment, "Officer George, can I talk to her?"
Martin George pursed his lips, "It's not allowed according to the rules."
Luke said, "This afternoon, I just received a call from the boss asking me to participate in the investigation of a major criminal case, and I originally planned to book a plane ticket to leave.
At this time, my certificate happened to be stolen. I don't think this should be accidental.
I suspect that the thief was suspected of being involved in that major criminal case. The purpose of stealing documents may be to hinder the investigation of the case.
I request her arraignment as an FBI forensic consultant. "
"OK, I'll apply to my superiors."
"Thanks."
Ten minutes later, Martin George called again, "Sir, are you FBI or lapd?"
Luke smiled, "FBI, do you need to apply for the relevant procedures for arraignment?"
"No, come to the police station, no one will doubt your identity."
Subsequently, Luke drove to the Hawaii police station.
Martin George greeted Luke downstairs at the police station, "Sir, I've read your news, no wonder you look familiar. It's just that you are too young to recognize him."
"I hope you see positive news about me."
"certainly."
The two exchanged a few words, and Martin George took Luke to an office, "Sir, because of the special situation, I think this is a more suitable place for conversation than the interrogation room."
Luke nodded, "I have no objection."
Soon, a young girl was brought into the office. This girl had a wheat complexion and looked a bit like an Asian-European mixed race. Luke guessed that the other party might be a native Hawaiian.
The indigenous girl glanced at Luke and quickly lowered her head.
Luke laughed, "Am I more handsome than my ID photo?"
The indigenous girl whispered, "sorry, sir, I... shouldn't have stolen your things, I knew I was wrong."
"Why are you stealing money?"
"I need money."
"Look up, look at me. Why stole the ID?"
The indigenous girl slowly raised her head, "I... didn't think too much about it at the time, so I took it away."
"Did someone instruct you to steal my ID?"
"No." The indigenous girl shook her head, her young and immature face showed a little strangeness.
Luke said, "You may be good at stealing, but you are not good at lying.
Who told you to steal my ID? "
"Sir, really not, you misunderstood."
Luke showed his FBI ID, "I just received a mission to participate in the investigation of a major criminal case, and then my ID was stolen.
If I can't get to the city where the criminal is committed, it may affect the detection of the case.
So, I have every reason to suspect that you were also involved in that major criminal case.
Once your suspicion is confirmed, you may face ten years or even life imprisonment.
This isn’t your small business of stealing on the street, answer me after you think about it. "
The indigenous girl bit her nails on her right hand, with a tangled look on her face, "I... I have not been involved in any major criminal cases, I really just want to get some money to spend."
Luke's tone was stern, "Then why steal my ID? Give me a good reason. Don't lie to me again, this is the last chance."
The aboriginal girl's eyes were red, "This morning, a white man found me... gave me two thousand dollars in cash, asked me to go to your room to steal documents, and asked me to pretend to be a normal theft."
"Why would that white man do that?"
"I have no idea."
"How do you know my room number?"
"That man gave it to me, and let me see your photo."
"Do you know that white man?"
"I don't know each other, I met you for the first time today."
"What does he want my ID for?"
"I don't know, he just told me to steal it and throw it away, but he didn't say what to do."
"How many times have you met him?"
"Only that one time."
"Where's the two thousand dollars he gave you?"
The indigenous girl looked at Martin George aside.
Martin George said, "Temporarily confiscated as stolen goods. They are all old twenty-dollar bills, which are difficult to trace."
The indigenous girl shook her head, "I don't know, I had very short contact with him, and he left after the deal was reached."
"Where did you meet?"
"In an alley behind Chinatown, he saw me and came straight over."
"Is there surveillance around there?"
"No."
"What were you doing?"
"I'm... going to steal."
"That is to say, he saw you stealing things, and then hired you to steal from my room."
"Yes."
"Can you help us find the white man?"
"No, but I should be able to recognize him when I see him."
"Describe his appearance."
"He's wearing a gray blouse, jeans, a gray baseball cap, and that's about it."
Luke asked, "Have you seen what he looks like?"
"Yes."
Luke looked at Martin George, "Officer George, can you help me prepare some tools for criminal investigation sketching? For example, pencils, easels, and white paper."
Martin George nodded, "OK, I'll look for it."
Soon, Martin George found what Luke needed.
Luke drew a sketch portrait while asking about the appearance of the white man.
Luke's criminal investigation sketching skills became more and more proficient, and he outlined the outline of a white man wearing a baseball cap with just a few strokes.
In less than an hour, Luke completed the criminal investigation sketch portrait. After adjusting some portrait details, Luke turned the easel to the indigenous girl, "How do you feel? Do you still need to adjust?"
The indigenous girl stared at the photo and shook her head, "No need to adjust, the sketch portrait is very similar to the white man in my impression. Is the FBI so powerful?"
"It's not the FBI, it's me." Luke pointed to the portrait and asked Martin George, "Have you seen this man?"
"No." Martin George shook his head.
Luke looked at the native girl again and asked, "Do you think he's native?"
"Probably not, his skin is fairer, unlike the skin color of the locals." The indigenous girl showed a pleading look, "Sir, I really know that I was wrong.
I swear, I'm just a thief. It has absolutely nothing to do with the major criminal case you mentioned. "
Luke didn't speak, turned and left.
This indigenous girl looks very pitiful now, but it's only now. If she is released, she may look different again.
Moreover, she did steal and is responsible for her actions.
As for the major criminal case that Luke mentioned, it refers to the kidnapping case in Los Angeles. From the analysis of the existing situation, this girl was just used, and it is difficult to get valuable information from him.
Luke chatted with Martin George for a few words and asked him to help investigate the white man in the sketch. This person is likely to be related to the kidnapping in Los Angeles.
If you can find him, it will be of great help to the detection of the case.
Subsequently, Luke left the police station with the stolen documents and cash.
Returning to the hotel, Luke gathered the family together, returned the documents to them, and gave the cash to grandpa.
Robert was a little surprised, "It's a surprise that I found it so soon!"
Linda patted his son on the shoulder and said proudly, "I'm not surprised that Luke is here."
Luke laughed, "By the way, I have something to announce.
I booked a flight ticket tomorrow morning, and I have to go back to Los Angeles first. "
The little fat man was a little bit reluctant and dissatisfied, "Brother, are you still going to abandon us? That's not what we said before."
Luke added, "As an apology, I'll pay for your air tickets and accommodation back to Los Angeles." Luke pointed at the little fat man again, "I'll leave you five hundred dollars in cash, have fun , lovely little brother."
"Brother, I love you, I really hate you to leave." The little fat man put his arms around Luke's arm, and rubbed his fat face on his shoulders very sensually.
"How about you come back to Los Angeles with me?"
"nonono! I don't want it." The little fat man immediately stepped aside and drew a clear line.
After Luke said goodbye to his family, Linda called him aside, "Are you leaving with Ortie?"
"Yes."
Linda laughed, "She has a good personality and looks very pretty..."
"Mom, we are just colleagues, she came to me for business."
"You can't lie to me. Rhett called you, but you refused. He is your immediate boss. If you didn't like Orti, why would you go with her?"
Luke lowered his voice, "Mom, I have a clear distinction between public and private, and I will not affect my work because of my personal relationship.
In addition, Orti accepted the client's mission and asked me to return to Los Angeles.
The client paid a million dollars for this, and most of that money, round the circle, ended up in my pocket. "
Linda, the ex-wife of an accountant, quickly understood what Luke meant, "Can you get half a million dollars?"
"Eight hundred thousand dollars."
"God! 800,000..." Linda covered her mouth with a surprised look, "Then why do you have to wait until tomorrow? Just buy a ticket for tonight, gogogo!"
Luke "…"
It was past six in the morning the next day.
Luke and Ortie arrive at Honolulu International Airport.
At this time, there were not many people in the waiting hall, and the two sat together and chatted.
Orti yawned, looking at the sea view outside the window, with a look of reluctance on her pretty face, "Can you participate in the investigation of the case when you return to Los Angeles?"
"Yes." Luke nodded. He contacted Reid last night and agreed to return to the police station to investigate the kidnapping case.
Orti asked softly, "What do you think of the white man in the sketch?"
In Luke's view, the man in the hat is most likely coming for him. The purpose should be to prevent him from returning to Los Angeles early, and it may be related to the kidnapping case.
"After returning to Los Angeles, you can ask the client, who knows that he wants me to investigate the kidnapping case?"
"knew."
Orti nodded, picked up the coffee cup in his hand and took a sip, his eyes fell on an Asian woman, "Do you know the Asian beauty diagonally opposite?"
Luke followed Orti's gaze. The Asian woman has a beautiful face and fair skin. She is wearing a khaki blouse and a blue hip-wrapped skirt. She has exquisite curves and a well-proportioned figure.
"do not know."
“It felt like she was watching us all the time.”
Luke smiled, "To be precise, he should be looking at me."
"So confident?"
Luke raised his eyebrows, "Aren't I handsome?"
"Not bad." Orti said perfunctorily, "Since there is a beautiful woman following you, why don't you ask her for a call."
Luke looked at the Asian beauty again. She was indeed beautiful and had a good figure. If Ortie wasn't around, he might really have a chat with her.
The woman seemed to have noticed it too, raised her head to meet Luke's eyes, and nodded politely with a smile.
Orti also saw this scene, and bumped Luke with his shoulder, "You guessed right, she is indeed interested in you. You are both Chinese, maybe you will have a good chat."
Luke shook his head, "She shouldn't be of Chinese descent."
Orti guessed, "Korean?"
Luke shook his head, "Probably not."
There are a lot of Koreans and Chinese in Los Angeles, and Orti thinks they all look alike, "OK, then I don't know."
Based on the girl's appearance, temperament and clothing, Luke guessed that the other party was probably an island girl.
"Ding Dong..."
The airport announcement sounded, "Passengers heading to Los Angeles International Airport, please pay attention, your Delta Airlines flight DL368 is now boarding..."
Luke and Ortie grab their bags and start lining up for the plane.
The Asian beauty also dragged the box and boarded the same plane with the two.
After the Asian woman boarded and found a seat, the man next to her offered to help put the suitcase on the luggage rack.
"Thanks."
The Asian woman nodded and smiled in thanks, sat by the window, took out her mobile phone and searched for news about the kidnapping in Los Angeles...
(end of this chapter)