Chapter 1284 Suspicion is eliminated, new clues (two-in-one chapter, monthly tickets are requested at the beginning of the month)
It was already 9 pm when Jack and Beckett came to Skybridge magazine again. Although it was not as lively as during the day, there were still many people in the office.
Seeing that the two of them walked straight to Miranda's office as soon as they entered the door, the female assistant who was sorting out information behind the desk at the door hurriedly wanted to stop him, "Wait, she is answering a very important call."
"It's okay, she can call her back later." The female detective with full aura pushed her back with one sentence.
Perhaps this is not just because of Beckett's momentum, because the sound coming from the office at this time was almost roaring, "This has nothing to do with any damn clicks or like data!"
Jack reached out and pulled Beckett, and the two stopped at the door, and could clearly hear Miranda pissing someone across the phone inside.
"God, for 57 years, the only reason women bought this magazine was to pursue fashion. When they were not doing well at work or at home, we were their safe haven.
They will think of us, and use us to create wonderful fantasies for them to escape family trivia, and temporarily forget all the worries and worries. This is the point, and fashion is the carrier of all this. ”
In contrast, the male voice across the phone seemed much colder, "Miranda, things are not what you imagined. You should calm down. Why not do this for the time being? My boss is looking for me."
At this time, Jack and Becket had already opened the door and stood at the door. Miranda, who was facing two backs, was just hung up by the other party. She suddenly became angry, picked up the teacup on the table, turned around and smashed towards the door.
"Ah!" When she noticed that there was someone at the door, it was too late, and the empty tea cup flew out.
In the flash of lightning, Jack grabbed the teacup flying towards him with just one hand in Beckett's surprised gaze, with a smile on his face, "Ms. Prisley, this is your second attempt to attack the police."
"Oh, sorry, I didn't notice you two are there." Miranda completely lost her previous pride, and hurriedly tried to hide her guilt by tidying up her hair.
Jack's teasing smile also had a little teasing, which might help ease the awkward atmosphere at this moment, but what he said seemed somewhat less polite.
"I was told that you were an elegant lady who was used to being arrogant and proud to disdain for any disputes with others. It was obvious that during the time she was an assistant for you, she did not fully understand your bad temper."
In just under two sentences, Miranda had already calmed down her mood at a very fast speed and returned to her original expression. "This is not a bad temper, but a sense of frustration, Agent Tavole.
It is obvious that our new boss doesn't care about our small magazine at all, and sent a manager who doesn't know anything to try to establish a damn assessment system for magazine employees and fashion designers.
He can't even fully understand what fashion and trend are, how can these be measured by cold numbers. ”
"So that's why you're worried that the new boss will replace you?" Beck pointed out.
Miranda, who had just barely calmed down, was directly poked into the lung tube by this sentence, but she did not become angry as before, but instead put her hands on the table with one hand and put on an arrogant teapot.
"I don't know what you've heard, Kate, but I'm Miranda Prisley. My name represents this magazine. Over the past 20 years, I have promoted and trained countless fashion designers and photographers. They are all moving forward and backward with me, and no one can replace me."
Beckett refused to give in, "Then why do you ask your employees to monitor as soon as the magazine changed its boss?"
Miranda, who was exposed for her "evil deeds", was not as angry as she imagined. She even praised Beckett, "Sure enough, outstanding people can stand out no matter what industry they are in."
She walked back to the back of the desk and made a gesture to the two of them, "Please sit down."
Then Miranda took out the makeup mirror and explained slowly while putting on makeup in front of the two of them, "Yes, the magazine has experienced many turmoils in the past two years. The digital age has long arrived, but it has never had such a big impact on the traditional industry as it is now."
Especially after the publishing house and magazine were all acquired, rumors spread.
I really want to believe that those are just rumors, but they cannot be too risky after all. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and I must ensure the necessary loyalty of some people. ”
"In this way? Listen to their residence?" Beckett was a little puzzled. She still had some feelings for the "Bo Le" who admired her.
"In fact, this is with their permission." Miranda, who had finished making up, bent down and fumbled in the bottom drawer of the desk for a long time, took out a pack of wrinkled women's cigarettes and an ashtray.
She took out one and held it in her mouth. She searched for a long time, and finally Jack took out his lighter and borrowed the fire for her.
After taking a deep breath, Miranda's hand trembling slightly due to emotional excitement slowly stabilized.
"Since Agent Tavolle knows Andy, I should also know that after she left, I changed many assistants, some of whom were fired not simply because of lack of ability. Therefore, the magazine's lawyer added some details to the subsequent employment contract."
Beckett sneered, "Do you think such a statement can really gain a foothold in court?"
"At least our lawyers think so, but I don't understand, what does this matter have to do with your investigation?" Miranda, who had completely calmed down his emotions, snatched the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray.
Jack and Kassel looked at each other, and finally the female detective spoke, "Given the 'rumor' about your unstable status, and when it comes to discovering that Ella might reveal the inside story that would destroy the entire Skybridge magazine."
"Wait a minute." Miranda raised her hand to interrupt Beckett and asked in confusion, "What is the inside story that can destroy the entire "Sky Bridge" magazine? What is the news?"
Beckett was slightly stunned, as if he could see that the other party's confusing expression was not like a false statement, so she also fell into doubt. Could it be that her previous inference was wrong?
Jack coughed lightly and answered the conversation for the female detective, "We don't know, but we found out that Ella had the intention to sell some insider information to your competitors. It was her original words at the time that she could destroy the entire Sky Bridge magazine.
While she finished that phone call and went out to make an appointment, someone saw you rushing away from this office. ”
Miranda seemed to have taken a minute or two to digest the news. After understanding the meaning of the two people on the other side, the expression on her face suddenly became exciting, "Do you think I went to kill Ella the night before? To stop her from betraying the so-called 'insider news'?"
"Or maybe you contacted someone urgently." Jack glanced at the skin of the chicken skin on his neck, and his skinny figure made the wrinkles look extremely obvious. "Your security captain said that you asked him to transfer the monitoring device to your private computer for real-time monitoring. There are both motivation and timing, right?" Beckett said without hesitation.
However, Miranda seemed to have no nervousness or loss of composure after being angry or secretly exposed, but almost laughed out loud.
"I won't talk about how busy I am at work, I can only listen to those recordings at home on weekends, but do you know who I ran out to meet before?
Frank Regan, I made an appointment with him the night before yesterday to have a drink together and I was almost late. You are welcome to verify this. ”
After seeing the surprised expression on the faces of the two, she smiled with satisfaction and continued, "As for what inside information you mentioned Ella's mastery.
I really don't know and have never heard her say it. If you find out, I really want to know what it is. ”
Jack actually has nothing to do. After all, he accidentally learned some of the colorful intestines of a certain director who is old and unhappy.
What he is not sure about is that Frank is now breaking up with a female news anchor with a charming charm, or is he still lying on two boats at the same time.
Beckett was surprised and a little embarrassed. Although she had played cards with Director Regan on the same table and won the big win (the card game organized by Kassel), that person was the ultimate boss of his own police station.
Although it would not be said that she would revoke her suspicion of Miranda, if she really wanted her to prove such a romantic affair, she really didn't know how to speak, so she could only push it to a certain FBI.
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But the female police detective's personality is not just upright, but at least she is also a tough person. She did not lose in shame just because the other party moved out. Instead, she made a request when Miranda was relaxed and her body leaned back slightly.
"If you are truly as innocent as you said, please hand over all the monitoring recordings on your computer."
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"It seems that Miranda is really innocent. Your Director Regan confirmed to me that from the specific time point, she not only cannot do it herself, but she also has no chance to make a call.
The Director said he was sure when a man was handed on the bed frame."
Halfway through Jack's words, Beckett, who was on the co-pilot, covered his ears and said, "Shut up, I don't want to see my expulsion notice on the table tomorrow."
"Haha, just kidding, what Frank actually said was that he did drink and chat with Miranda the night before and didn't take her home until 2 a.m.." Jack signaled the detective not to be nervous.
"But if Miranda was not the murderer, our clues would be interrupted. It would be great if we could know what the inside information was in Ella's mouth. We can at least try to find new stakeholders by looking for new motivations."
Beckett sighed and unconsciously held the USB flash drive in his hand, which contained the eavesdropping recording she had just copied from Miranda's computer.
"So, should I send you back to Cassel or home?" Jack asked slightly teasingly.
"No, send me back to the police station, Kevin and Esposito are waiting for these recordings." Beckett shook his head.
"Okay." It seems that she wanted to check the eavesdropping recordings overnight. Jack, who knew that she was so kind, didn't try to persuade him, and directly started the car.
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Before dawn the next day, Jack was awakened by the sound of the door opening of the garage downstairs. After successfully completing the mission, the friends of the wanted criminals team rushed back to New York overnight.
After hearing that someone has not been doing his job these two days, he accompanied the writer and the female police detective to investigate the case, Jiejie and Hannah immediately became interested.
This time, everyone drove only one command car when they went out. When they came back, the steering wheel was controlled by three men in turn, so the girls had a good rest, so Jack had to give up the idea of continuing to drive Audi out and switch to a GMC.
Seeing Jack appearing in the office with two beautiful female FBI agents, he was lying on the table with a frown and looking like he was a kowtower.
Of course, helping you is not because you see the two beauties pleasing to the eyes, but because of the coffee and breakfast they hold.
"It seems like I'm a step late." When Kassel, who was also carrying coffee and breakfast, walked into the detective's office, the aroma of fried dumplings, small cakes and coffee was already filled with the fragrance of fried dumplings.
"It's just right for me, my dear." The female detective who went home to take a shower and change clothes yawned, rubbed her blood-stained eyes and walked out of the elevator, just in time with the writer's feet.
The two of them kissed them in front of everyone without any hesitation, which caused everyone to boo.
Jack pretended to be surprised, "By the way, you are considered an office romance, right? After all, Kassel's official identity here is considered an NYPD consultant."
So several NYPD people threw a look at him, "You have the attitude to say such things."
Someone who felt embarrassed quickly changed the subject, "Okay, look at your relaxed look and you will know that the case has made progress again. You might as well talk about it."
Fortunately, after all, he was short-speaking, and even Esposito, who was usually a savage tongue, didn't say anything else. He waved his hand and said that the progress was made by him. "We finally discovered it after listening to the boring conversation between Ella and her roommate for a whole week.
This is a phone call made on the landline the night before she was killed. It’s a bit strange, you can listen. ”
After pressing the play button, everyone first heard a phone button sound, followed by a few similar drip beeps, as if they had pressed the extension number.
However, since the eavesdropping device is installed in the desk lamp rather than in the landline, the sound of the person on the phone cannot be heard in the recording.
"Hey, it's me, Ella. Listen to me, something strange seems to have happened inside the magazine. I feel like someone is targeting me. Yes, I need your help. See you tomorrow morning, OK, goodbye."
The call is short, but the content is indeed as Esposito said, which makes people feel a little strange.
(This chapter ends)