Chapter 790 The Strange Suspect
The tall and thin black police officer is named Hearn. Although he is only in his mid-twenties, he is an old policeman with six or seven years of police service. The requirements of the small town police It is usually not as demanding as in big cities. Many people go directly to police training after graduating from high school.
Just now, when the FBI arrived at Gabriel Clark's house in Morristown, Officer Hearn was already waiting at the door.
Jubal took the key from him and opened the door. Everyone saw the orderly furnishings in the room, and all turned their attention to Jack.
“Look what I’m doing, I’m just keeping things clean and tidy.”
Of course Jack knows why these guys look at him, because he is different from the lazy Americans who refuse to take off their shoes when they go to bed. He simply cleans his room almost every day, and will not leave dirty things unless there are special circumstances (moments of passion). Clothes are thrown around, and the kitchen is wiped after use.
Gabriel Clark's home was even more tidy, with almost no dust visible on the floor, and everything in the room seemed to be where it was supposed to be.
Aubrey walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator out of habit, and then exclaimed, "Damn, his refrigerator looks like it was just moved back from an appliance showroom. There are no leftovers." There is no moldy pizza, nor any carbonated drinks or alcoholic stuff.”
“The same goes for the laundry room. There is not even a single dirty piece of clothing in the laundry basket. This is the first time I have seen this. Jack also likes clean single men." Hannah said, opening the closet and seeing a drawer full of neatly folded underwear and socks.
“Does he have mysophobia?” Jubal asked Officer Hearn.
The young black man rubbed the stubble on his chin and lost in thought. After a moment, he replied, "Well, sorry, I really didn't pay attention, but Gabriel usually pays more attention to appearance. He has such a meticulous character. I almost I’ve never seen him with a beard.”
“It’s not a case of mysophobia, just a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder.” As Jack spoke, he placed his fingers neatly on the rows on the top of the TV cabinet. He gently touched the disc, and there was a layer of fine dust on his fingertips.
At this time, Aubrey's phone beeped softly a few times. He opened the message and read it while reading, "Alice said that Gabriel emptied his bank account two days ago, a total of three Thousands of dollars, so he did premeditate it?"
Hearing this, Clay suddenly regained his energy and walked out of the room, holding Officer Hearn's shoulder, "Hey, man, have a good chat with me. "Your partner"
Everyone looked at each other and smiled. Although this guy escaped in the name of hiding diapers, he was obviously thinking about his family now, and he was probably conflicted in his mind.
If this case really drags on for three days and Clay leaves his teammates and goes home alone, I'm sure he will be even more depressed.
Jiejie walked up to Jack, randomly picked out a few discs from the row, and read out the movie names, "Into the Wild", "The Fortress", "The Knight and the Lady", It seems that he likes these old-school western movies. The black and white are clear, and the good guys and bad guys are clear at a glance. Maybe this reflects his character to some extent. "
Jack took out his cell phone and checked it out. He took a photo of the movie titles on the discs, picked up a brass belt buckle from the top of the wardrobe, and murmured the Latin line on it, "Veritas Ante Omnia".
"Truth is supreme?" Aubrey on the other side searched hard and couldn't figure out whose famous quote this was.
"Maybe it's his own motto in life." After Jack said that, he put the polished belt buckle into the evidence bag.
This seemingly inconspicuous little thing is like the pieces of a puzzle, just like those old movies on the shelf. If you collect more information, you may be able to get a glimpse of the other party's reality from these details. character.
"Hey guys, you should come over and take a look at this." Hannah's call came from outside the house along with the sound of the garage door opening.
At this time, Clay was still chatting with Officer Hearn on the lawn outside the house. Several curious neighbors were gathering in the driveway outside the lawn and looking over here.
"Crib? I thought Gabriel was single." Jubal and everyone walked out of the house onto the lawn, and saw a brand new crib behind the open garage door.
"Officer Hearn, do you know what's going on?" He pointed in the direction of the garage as he spoke. "I'm sorry, I don't know anything about it, and while Gabriel did mention that he had a girlfriend in Newark, I just brushed it off because he never mentioned her name or gave her any information. I've seen her photos."
Officer Hearn still didn't know anything, but fortunately Clay didn't really get anything out of just chatting with him just now. Hearn told me that Gabriel had six civil complaints against him."
"Yes, he has issued a lot of traffic tickets," Officer Hearn nodded. He is a merciless person. Even if your butt is on fire and you run a red light, he will issue you a ticket before sending you to the hospital. "
"Hey, hey, over there. Gentlemen, uh, and ladies." At this time, in the crowd gathered not far away, a young Indian man raised his right hand and shouted to everyone.
"That's our crib. I live across the street."
"Let him come over." Jubal nodded to the police officer maintaining order at the scene, indicating that he could be let over.
The young Indian man walked towards the crowd and explained, "Gabe (Gabriel's nickname) is helping me. We were still here yesterday. Oh my God, I can't believe he did it all by himself. It's assembled."
Clay was a little confused by his extremely fast Indian English, "Speak slowly, what's going on?"
"Huh? , it’s like this. Yesterday Gabe was helping me assemble this complicated crib, but my wife suddenly wanted to eat Vietnamese pho. Well, you know, pregnant women always think like this, so I can’t Don't leave halfway.
God, it would have taken him hours to do this alone. "
His English with a strong curry flavor made others frown, and it took a long time to roughly understand what he meant.
Jack raised his eyebrows and thought to himself. There was also an unexpected gain, so he subconsciously put his hands on his hips and asked, "It sounds like you have a good relationship with Officer Gabriel Clark? "
The young third brother was a little hesitant when he heard this. Originally, he just wanted to ask if he could take the crib back, but he immediately regretted it when he saw the FBI badge exposed on Jack's waist.
< br>"I don't know if our relationship is good. Oh, by the way, we moved here more than a year ago. He seems to be a very friendly person. My wife and I are also very happy to have a policeman among our neighbors. , which will increase the sense of security, you know. ”
"It sounds like you guys must be moving around a lot, don't be nervous, we just want to understand the situation." Jack felt that the curry-flavored English and Northeastern dialect were quite magical, and his accent would slip away if he was not careful.
"In your daily contact, has he ever talked about work matters, or complained about conflicts with other police officers, such as state police?"
The young third brother decisively denied, "No, we usually only talk about some life things, such as having children, and he seems to have something good coming soon."
"With whom?" Jiejie exchanged with others. With a confused look, he quickly asked.
They searched the house for a long time before and found no traces of cohabitation or heterosexual living. Could it be that, as Officer Hearn just said, Gabriel really had a man living in Newark? Mysterious girlfriend?
"Of course with Alissa, his girlfriend in Newark, I don't know her last name, but I have pictures here, he sent them to me and my wife saw them."
Young Three Brother was shaking his head almost the whole time when he spoke, and this movement was as magical as his curry-flavored accent.
(End of this chapter)