Super Detective in the Fictional World

There are no particularly urgent cases in the hands of the two of them today, and a case of jewellery theft from a villa was investigated in the morning.

Because the stolen jewellery was valuable, it was counted as a robbery, and was handed over to the group of people who were best able to handle it.

In this land of money, the rich always have privileges.

I went to the villa for work and the two went to lunch.

In the afternoon, the two people went directly to the shooting range to practice guns. That's what happened in the theft case. If they catch people, they will be sentenced to a few years. They didn't hurt anyone, so they're not in a hurry.

Two hours of guns, the two of them left the range, and Luke's phone rang just as he was about to get in the car.

He looked at the number and answered with surprise: "Grayson, what can I do for you? ”

This old Uncle G is busier than he is and there are very few calls between the two of them.

Unlike Robert and Catherine, almost every three or five days he must be contacted by telephone to share information about each other.

Old G silenced there for a moment and finally said, "Do you know this guy Tote-Vis? ”

Luke stunned: "Yes, only recently. ”

Old G over there obviously stunned, and said a moment later: “I... need your help. ”

Luke: “You say. ”

Old G: “I have a friend on my side who just flew to Los Angeles, and she might be looking for Tote. ”

Luke: “What?” What the hell is this God unfolding?

When he was subconsciously surprised, he immediately asked, "She? ”

Old G: “Yes. So be sure to intercept her at the airport and I'll be right there. ”

Luke: “Well, her full name is... ”

An hour later, Luke sat in the car, helplessly dialing old G's phone: "Grayson, your friend is not on the plane, although she did order the ticket. ”

Old G: “... she might go to Tote's trouble. ”

Luke couldn't help but ask, "Why? ”

Old G: “She suspects her sister was killed by Tote. ”

Luke: “What? Who's her sister? ”

“Sarah Porch. An actor.” Old G. replied.

Luke: “... it was her. Well, I know this case, but it was actually investigated by me the other day. So, what makes your friend think Todd killed Sarah? ”

The case was also known to Elsa's team that Tote was the first suspect and had not been made public.

Sarah's sister is supposed to be in Las Vegas. How did she know about this?

Old G: “... she saw letters and videotapes sent by her sister and mentioned these things. ”

Luke without words: What a coincidence?

He thought for a moment and said to old G, "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on Tote's house, and I won't let your friends do irreparable things. ”

Old G: “Thank you. Send me the Totes address. I'll be there in two hours, tops. ”

Hang up the phone and watch as Serena asks about Tote, saying, "Tote today... uh, resting at home? Because yesterday's unidentified food poisoning caused diarrhea? ”

Luke wonders, “Can you find all this? ”

Selena: "Yesterday he had a stomachache while eating at the restaurant, had an argument with the chef, and did it, and the restaurant reported the case. ”

Luke thought about it, and the smell came back a little.

Todd, isn't this guy starting to get lucky?

He asked casually, "Is that a restaurant question? ”

Selena shook her head: “Not clear for now. Except for Tote, however, there were no cases of diarrhoea in the restaurant that day. ”

Luke starts at the corner of his mouth and says, "So all we have to do is keep an eye on Mr. Tote's house. ”

Such a wretched bastard, even sitting at home will fly to hell!

For example... some sister who came to seek revenge!

The two drove to Tote's house, and the writer's home was also in Beverly Hills.

Though not a mansion, three or four million dollar knife villas are already luxurious for a writer.

Of course, Tote is a writer himself, and the horror novels he writes are still so famous and sophisticated.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been seen by a big director like Pierce, who stepped into the movie world and became Pierce's favorite writer and associate director.

It's evening and the sky's gone down.

Luke and his wife drove around Tote's house, took the opportunity to set up four surveillance heads, and then stopped a few dozen meters away from Tote's house and started squatting.

Slowly it got dark and a woman drove to Tote's house.

Soon after she rang the bell, the iron door opened.

Luke and Selena looked at each other and had to be surprised: "How could Tote let her in? ”

The woman who went in, two people only saw the photo this afternoon, was the “friend” of old G.

Luke thought about it and said, "I'm going to go in there and you're going to keep an eye on the surveillance and let me know if anything happens. ”

Selena nodded.

Luke jumped out of the car and crossed the street, wearing gloves and changing shoes under his feet.

That's when he turned on electronic surveillance, bypassing a handful of surveillance, and easily crashed into Tote's house from a short wall.

The area is heavily patrolled by police, and most repeat thieves do not choose to operate here.

One is too easy to get caught in the act, the other comes in and gets kicked out.

As a result, residential walls in most of these locations are not exaggerated, and surveillance is more of an indoor alarm system.

If anything happens, press the alarm and the patrol police in the area will be present at the door of the house for up to five minutes.

That's how rich people are treated.

Luke, too, thus easily entered it.

Tote lived alone, had a wife, but was already divorced, and his wife was said to be unable to stand his weird temper.

Luke wasn't in a hurry.

Old G's friend, who didn't look in such a hurry, didn't have a gun knife or anything like that on her, but it smelled like a rope, which he was quite familiar with.

That seems to be some kind of rough rope in the ranch prop - the one that hung Sarah Porch, and it's the same one.

Luke stuck it in front of the door and pushed slightly in his hand and found the door locked.

He suddenly had a little extra gadget in his hand, just a quick penetration into the locking eye, a click, and the door opened.

Basic theft capabilities, that's how convenient it is.

Walk into the room and Luke measures the environment in this room in his spare time.

Walked to the edge of the hall, he stopped, and there was a camera in his hand that went out.

Seventy-eight meters away from the living room sofa, there's a show going on.

Tote was full of color: "Where's Dr. Burley? Why didn't he come? ”

The woman in the nurse's uniform smiled gently: “He received an emergency patient and let me come here for a while. He said your condition was not serious, so he gave the shot first. If it doesn't get better tomorrow, you can go to the hospital. ”

Tote dissatisfied: "I gave him the money. He's a private doctor. How could I do that? ”