Chapter 103: Lover’s Robbery (5)
John made a quick follow-up: “In fact, we have already visited that bank, and there was a teller who was quite suspicious. Jack and I almost identified him as the murderer on the spot. I suggest you compare the victims of the other three robberies to see if they all had contact with him when withdrawing money."
Jack coughed lightly and stabbed him fatally: "You can also call the forensic doctor. It was found at the scene that the deceased had acted defensively, and the murderer’s DNA was found in his fingernails. The teller we saw had obvious scratches on his neck and arms, which should not have been caused by the cat.”
< br>"In addition, we asked the security guard in the bank parking lot to eat a pack of cookies, and he confirmed to us that the bank teller drove a blue Honda."
Detective Calderon's face turned red. He took the pile of information, said "I will verify it", and ran away.
Angela excitedly high-fived the two of them.
The matter came to an end, and there were still more than two hours before getting off work. Jack took a few muffins from Lucy and returned to patrolling the streets with John.
This muffin also tastes good, a bit like a biscuit called "Dieffenbachia" that he had eaten when he was a child, combined with the taste of almond cake.
However, the busyness of Valentine's Day was not over yet. With less than an hour left before get off work, the call from the command center rang again.
"7-A-26 police car, a home invasion and robbery occurred. The woman locked herself in the bathroom and called the police to report that an intruder broke into her home."
"Reply from 7-A-26, rushing to the scene." John picked up the walkie-talkie and replied.
Jack stuffed the remaining waffles into his mouth in one gulp, turned on the police lights skillfully, looked at the car behind him, then made a handsome drift, and turned around towards his destination amid the exclamations of passers-by. .
Ten minutes later
“I almost choked to death.” Jack raised his head and drank half a bottle of water. Only then did Jack regain his breath. Not daring to waste time, he got out of the car and pulled out the Glock and checked. Magazine, pick up the walkie-talkie and contact the command center again.
“7-A-26, we have arrived, please tell the owner to stay in the bathroom and don’t come out.”
In fact, Jack is a little confused in his heart. This is the most abnormal thing in the world. As a low-level patrol officer, he can easily encounter major cases. If he has nothing to do, he will have a big scene full of bullets. He is now very good at shooting with a pistol. Be careful and get a headshot.
Forget it, he has been a police officer for more than half a year, and he only took two months of administrative leave for shooting. Everyone around him still seems to be used to it. This is too It's not scientific anymore.
Of course, it will be time to shoot later. The vacation is still very good. Now that he has a little money in his pocket, he is already ready to build a gun room in the small basement of his home.
Just like in those Hollywood blockbusters, when the button is pressed, there is a loud clicking sound, and the steel plate rises, revealing all kinds of awesome guys in the glass cabinet.
Standing on both sides of the door, the two of them winked at each other. John raised his gun to cover, and Jack stretched out his hand to turn the door handle. With a click, the door opened. This is the most common small villa in LA. bungalow.
There were seven or eight rooms in total, which were kept very clean. The two searched the rooms upstairs and downstairs, but found no signs of intrusion. They even found no signs of being disturbed in the master bedroom.
The two looked at each other in confusion. Jack went to the bathroom next to the master bedroom, knocked on the door, and said loudly: "Police, we have checked the whole house. It is empty. It is safe. You You can come out now."
There was a rustling sound inside, and then the door was opened. Jack's eyes widened in surprise, and John's eyes wandered, not knowing where to look.
The blond young woman who still retains her charm, wearing heavy makeup and a tight-fitting floral short dress with hollow top and bottom, appeared in front of the two of them.
The young woman was arrogant and turned a blind eye to Jack beside her. She twisted her waist slightly, walked forward with cat steps, and put her hand on John's shoulder.
"Officer Nolan, you're here to rescue me again~~~" "How about I leave?" Jack put away his gun and tiptoed back.
John was dumbfounded and didn’t know what to say. The Glock in his hand was inserted into the holster several times without success.
"There are still 7 minutes until get off work. It should be enough to seize the time."
Jack turned around and wanted to escape, but John caught him after he reacted. This was no longer done with several boxes of cigars. It was about the hush money. He ran away. The old rookie couldn't explain clearly even if he had a law enforcement recorder on.
After all, this is not a deserted interstate. If the highway police catch a big girl speeding, they can slap her on the hood and it will be all over.
John invited the eldest sister back to the living room and asked her to sit down.
"Your act of falsely calling the police has already violated the law!" Jack finally stopped playing the song "I should be under the car, not in the car" in his head and began to admonish him righteously. .
Of course he has reason to be angry, not only because this eldest sister delayed him from getting off work, but also because her solid figure seriously hurt his young mind. What's more, this is the first time that he and John have been together. When we were together, there would be a woman who completely ignored him like she did today!
"It's not a false alarm, I heard someone in the house." The young woman was still quibbling.
"Did it happen to be when Officer John was patrolling nearby? I bet if I checked your phone right now, I would definitely find an APP that scans the patrol status of the patrol officer."
"You have been waiting for the opportunity to find out We showed up nearby and picked up the phone to call the police.”
Jack didn’t know that there was such an APP in the United States before. It was still being formulated when John provoked the [Southern Front] last time. Information learned unintentionally during trap planning.
Now is the time for good cop and bad cop. He actively chose to be a bad cop. He must let this woman know the seriousness of the matter, otherwise John will face endless harassment in the future. This kind of thing always happens Straight Tim is very experienced and everyone has heard him talk about it.
Seeing that the young woman lowered her head and remained silent, John's good-natured character came online again. His eyes had been scanning the living room for a week just now, and he had roughly guessed the situation.
"Let me talk to her."
Jack nodded and stepped aside. He didn't want to make things too difficult for this woman.
The pile of things and photos placed against the wall on the fireplace, I saw it when I entered the house to search just now. Above it was a star-spangled banner folded into a triangle and mounted in a wooden frame, as well as several medals.
The photo shows an Army soldier posing with this woman.
"That's your husband?" John looked away from above the fireplace.
"Yes." The blond young woman's expression darkened.
"Killed on the battlefield?" John continued to ask.
The blond young woman nodded, "It was just a year ago, and I have been living in a haze since then, until today."
(End of this chapter)
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