Los Angeles Detective

Chapter 248 Accident

Jamie Brady is the key figure in the whole case.

He is the main culprit who killed the young Kunel and one of the core figures of the counterfeit banknote printing organization.

The Los Angeles Police Department issued a reward warrant for Jamie Brady.

Temporary inspection posts have been set up on some key road sections in Los Angeles.

Vehicles leaving Los Angeles are subject to searches.

Xiao Hei is also actively looking for Jamie Brady's whereabouts.

However, Luke felt that there was little chance of finding Jamie Brady. He should have been ready to escape when he instigated the female nurse to assassinate George. Thinking differently, Luke took advantage of this time difference and left Los Angeles long ago.

The United States is so big, where can't it go?

Assuming that Jamie really went to other states, it would be very difficult for lapd to catch him. Even if Jamie was caught by the police in other states, the counterfeit banknote case may have been handed over to the FBI.

The investigation of the case has reached a certain stage, and the FBI will definitely intervene.

Luke felt that this time might not be far away.

While he was not busy, Luke began to investigate the situation of the beautiful diving coach Ortie.

There must be a purpose for this woman to get close to him. As for what purpose? Luke can't guess for the time being, so he can only start with her identity.

Luke didn't know her true identity, but after Luke discovered her abnormality, he had already started to make some preparations secretly.

For example, let his new informant stare at her and found the car and license plate number she was driving.

For another example, Luke had already collected Ortie's fingerprints while she was not paying attention.

Luke is now the deputy captain of the Robbery and Murder Division, and his authority is greater than before. He doesn't need to ask Matthew for help, he can check in the system by himself...

eight pm.

Xiaohei's house.

A taxi stopped in front of Xiao Hei's house. Xiao Hei got out of the car and saw a familiar figure not far away.

Pari Jones.

Xiao Hei glanced at her, his face became a little ugly, he turned around and went home without saying a word.

"Marcus, can you give me a chance to explain?"

Marcus stopped without looking back, "Pari, there's nothing more to say.

I am disappointed. "

Pari caught up and grabbed Xiao Hei's arm, "Sorry, Marcus, I know I'm sorry for you, but things are not what you think, please give me a chance to explain, and I will explain things clearly.

If you still refuse to forgive, I will leave. "

Xiao Hei opened the door, as if he wanted to hear the other party's explanation, "Come in."

The two entered the living room and sat on the sofa, Xiao Hei took out a bottle of whiskey and poured himself a glass, "Tell me, why did you betray my trust?

You promised me not to tell anyone about that, but you not only said it, you told the whole world. "

Pari Jones shook her head, "Sorry, the situation at that time was very complicated, the news that George had died had already spread in a small area.

George died at night, and you knew about it that night, but you didn't tell me until the next morning.

During this period, other reporters also got the news through their own methods and channels.

I was not the only one who knew the news at the time.

I've heard that other reporters are about to break the news about George's death.

Even if I didn't broadcast it at the time, maybe other reporters would broadcast the news a few minutes later, I know I have betrayed your trust, but I didn't intend to hurt you, I just didn't want to give up this opportunity..."

Xiao Hei is not stupid, so naturally he will not easily believe what Pari said. It is completely nonsense to say that other reporters also got the news of George's death.

But Xiao Hei couldn't use this reason to expose her, he didn't have the final say on when George would be resurrected, "Perhaps you are right, this is indeed your chance, but what about me?

Luke is already the vice-team, and the high-level officers of the police department admire him very much. It can be said that he has a bright future.

Before, he had promised to help me be promoted to inspector.

But just because of the news of George's death, both of us could be implicated.

He scolded me badly, scolded me severely, and he will never trust me again in the future.

My promotion is probably in vain.

I trusted you so much at the time, I never expected to end up like this..."

Pari said sincerely, "Marcus, I know I was wrong, and I'm really sorry."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore, you go." Xiao Hei finally made up his mind to keep a certain distance from Pari.

This woman has no sincerity and is still deceiving him.

He has been unable to accept each other.

"Marcus, I know it will be difficult for you to understand for a while, but there is still a long way to go, I will come to see you after a while..."

After Pari finished speaking, she left Xiao Hei's house.

Xiao Hei sighed softly, Pari was lying, so why not him.

He didn't want to continue lying, but at this point, if he behaved calmly, it would be easy for Pari to see his flaws, and it would probably affect the arrangement of the high-level police station.

Since you are acting, you have to do a full set.

...

Eight o'clock the next morning.

Two patrolmen parked their car on the side of the road, bought hamburgers and coffee and stood beside the car to have breakfast and chat.

Suddenly, a black Buick sped by, and an elderly black police officer sat in the cab and greeted his colleagues, "Dude, it's time for business, get in the car."

The young Caucasian policeman looked at a Buick riding in the dust, and he must have been speeding, "Dare to drive so fast during work hours, do you want to kill yourself?"

While starting the car quickly, the black policeman said, "There are still few people looking for death?"

The patrol car with its siren and lights on gave chase.

After the two vehicles approached, the white police officer took out a police loudspeaker and said, "The black Buick in front, you have exceeded the speed limit, stop immediately and undergo inspection."

However, the black Buick in front didn't mean to slow down, and the front came to the intersection again. Not only did the other party not mean to slow down, but the car was getting faster and faster.

The white police officer kept in touch with the console, and said to the black police officer on the side, "It must be stopped as soon as possible. There will be demonstrators crossing the intersection, and it may be dangerous."

The black police officer said, "Do you think I don't know? But the car in front is driving too fast, it is difficult to stop, and a forced stop may also be dangerous."

The white policeman grabbed the handrail with his right hand, "The Buick is probably going to run through the lights."

The black police officer complained, "When this bastard is caught, he must look good."

"boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of the two, a black Buick that ran a red light and a white BMW that was driving normally collided.

The front of the white BMW scratched the rear of the black Buick. Fortunately, the BMW stepped on the brakes in time and the damage was not serious.

The black Buick veered off course, knocked over a trash can, and cracked the car's windshield, but luckily the glass didn't shatter completely.

However, what was surprising was that the black Buick didn't stop, and continued to drive forward quickly, crooked as if drunk.

The patrol car followed closely behind, and the black police officer said, "Based on my experience, this must be a big fish."

"Could it be another idiot who took drugs and got himself high." After the words fell, the white policeman's face changed drastically, because he had already seen the demonstrators in front of him.

"Hero George!"

"Severely punish the murderer!"

"We want to 'breathe freely'!"

...

Compared with the previous two days, the demonstrators were obviously stronger and more united.

The slogan is also more explicit.

Their main demonstration sites are key road sections, police stations and city halls, and they don't care whether it will cause traffic jams.

Demonstration is their right.

They want to fight for their freedom, interests and equality in this way.

However, at this moment, a Buick came galloping and rushed directly into the crowd...

"ah……"

The car went on a rampage like a mad bull, knocking over many people.

It eventually hit a utility pole and came to a stop.

"ah……"

"Woooo..."

"I @#￥%..."

Screams, cries, yelling, and cursing came and went.

Many people in the demonstrators were injured.

More people gathered, and someone rescued people and helped the wounded.

There were also angry crowds surrounding the car, ready to teach the driver a lesson.

Several young black men were particularly angry because the organizer of the demonstration was also injured by a car. In their view, this was probably the police or white organizations maliciously hurting people in order to prevent the demonstration.

One of the angry black youths forcefully opened the door of the driver's cab, preparing to drag the driver out and beat him up.

However, when he opened the door, he was stunned.

The driver of the car was actually a little boy about ten years old, his small body was sitting in the cab, his head was just beyond the line of sight of the windshield.

"Fuck!" The driver turned out to be a young black kid.

This group of angry black youths suddenly felt like they were punching cotton.

But the black youth still rescued the little black boy from the car and pushed him to the ground.

"Woooo..." At this moment, there was a burst of crying from the back of the car.

I saw a six or seven-year-old girl sitting in the back row, crying, "Brother, I'm afraid, don't hit my brother.

I want mother..."

Not long after, several police cars drove over, and heavily armed policemen got out of the cars, trying to control the situation at the scene.

Although there were many demonstrators, no one dared to confront the police with guns.

Once the two sides clash and you hit the lapd, you're screwed.

Lapd feels threatened, has a reason to shoot, and will never relent.

The demonstrators stepped back and lapd took over.

An ambulance also drove over to rescue the injured.

...

A black Mercedes-Benz G500 is driving on the road.

Luke was driving in the cab, and Xiao Hei sat in the passenger cab in a daze, sighing from time to time.

Luke glanced at him, "Don't you have something to tell me? What is it?"

"Last night, Pari came to me and wanted my forgiveness. Isn't it ridiculous?"

"She is very popular now, and her popularity has soared. I heard that many TV stations are poaching her."

"Hearing you say that, I suddenly feel less guilty."

Luke smiled, "You don't have to feel guilty, not all reporters care about the authenticity of the news.

For some reporters, as long as the news has selling points and popularity, they can get enough benefits.

Pari is a smart woman and she won't suffer. "

"I've made up my mind to break up with her.

When I figured it out, I wasn't so sad anymore. What I'm depressed about now is how to face Julian.

She's the big problem. "

"You should talk to her, maybe she is really just getting fat, then your troubles and worries these days aren't ridiculous.

Besides, if Julian is really pregnant, can you still hide from him for the rest of your life?

It's much better if you take the initiative to communicate with her than to go to the Murray show in the future. "

"Stop talking about this show, I hate this show."

"You used to like it very much. You said it was one of your favorite shows."

"That's right, I used to watch other people's fun..."

Xiao Hei sighed, and pointed to the front of the car, "Oh, it seems that something happened in front, is there a demonstration blocking the road?"

Luke drove further and saw a large number of police cars and ambulances, and it seemed that someone in the demonstrators had been injured.

Luke didn't have a good impression of these demonstrators, but he had always paid more attention to these demonstrators, because these people came for George, and George was the suspect they were investigating.

Luke got out of the car, flashed his badge, and asked a patrolman, "What's going on here?"

A black patrolman waved his finger ahead, "A black Buick car crashed into the crowd of demonstrators. At least a dozen people were injured at the scene, and a poor guy was hit with a broken leg, all of which were twisted and deformed."

The Buick attacked the demonstrators, probably related to George, and Luke asked, "Where is the driver of the car?"

The black patrolman looked strange, pointed to a police car and said, "It's a ten-year-old black boy in the back row of the police car."

Xiao Hei thought he heard it wrong, "You said the suspect who hit someone with a car was a ten-year-old kid?"

The black patrolman said, "Yes, if it weren't for this, he would have been killed by the violent demonstrators long ago."

"Do you know his identity?"

"I don't know, he has a younger sister with him.

Both seemed terrified and refused to say anything. The little boy kept saying sorry, and the little girl kept saying she wanted to find her mother. "

Luke nodded and walked to the back of the police car. Through the window, he saw two black children, a boy and a girl. The boy was about ten years old, and the girl looked only six or seven years old.

After seeing the appearance of these two children, Luke recognized them immediately. They were the children of the female nurse who assassinated George, and also the children of the wanted suspect Jamie Brady.

Peck.

Martha.

Luke couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.

Aren't these two kids taken away by Jamie Brady? Why are you here?

Where is Jamie Brady?

Why did they drive into the demonstrators?

Luke opened the car door and said in a kind tone, "Peck, Martha, are you all right?"

The little black boy hugged his sister and leaned back, "Do you know us?"

"I'm a friend of your mother, and she's a good nurse."

The little black girl choked with tears and said, "I miss mom, can you take us to find mom?"

"Of course, I can help you contact Maria.

But before that, you have to clarify what happened? "