Super Detective in the Fictional World

Luke had to change the subject: "I saw the Palmer case. Is there any direction there? ”

Roger: “A little. It's said to be some guy nicknamed the Creator, Palmer might have caught his little tail, and that's why he hastily tried to kill her. ”

Luke: "What little tail? ”

“I don't know." Roger dumped the pot decisively: “The intel is Palmer's on the lookout, but she can't share it completely with us. You know, her investigation involves too many targets, really shaking it all up to us, and we have at least 20 or 30 major suspects to scrutinize. ”

Luke sighed and did not question the suspects.

Most of the guys who can be targeted by the DEA are troublesome, totally flie-like.

They spread evil consequences, infected people, hooked up with many people.

Find one, dig out a bunch is normal.

Luke looked inside again, lowered his voice, and asked softly: "Martin... what do you say? ”

Roger's face was bitter: “I just wanted to take a month off and make him feel better. ”

Luke: “So...” Martin rests, Roger doesn't have to rest with him.

His old-fashioned agents are perfectly capable of requesting the temporary redeployment of a new detective to continue the case.

Roger touched his bald head: "I'm old, Martin, and I'm in a bit of a situation at home. So..."

Luke was silent for a moment and patted him on the shoulder: "Then rest, but come back early, or I'm afraid Dustin's going crazy. ”

Roger just nodded and stopped talking.

After almost twenty minutes of waiting, Palmer and Martin finally ended their conversation and the two walked out.

Roger came forward, said a few words, and sent Martin home to rest.

Palmer looked at Luke and smiled. "Luke, Selena, what's up? ”

Luke pointed to the lounge: “Go inside and talk. ”

The three of them went in, communicated for half an hour, and came out again.

PALMER: “Luke, you don't have to worry too much about this case. We're working on it. Well, I didn't mean anything else. ”

Luke knew that she was saying it to show that the words were not made out of grabbing merit and driving two people away.

He nodded with a smile: "Palmer, I get it. But for Martin's sake, we have to try. Can't we at least let those guys carry automatic weapons every day and give you a shuttle when they get a chance? ”

What can Palmer say? Of course she didn't want to hang herself every day, and anyone who looked at the wrong person suspected that she was attacking her shooter.

Luke: "We'll follow up with you on our own for a few days, and we'll let you know if there's anything we can do, and we won't interfere with your case. ”

Palmer nodded: “Thank you. I'll go first.” She knew that was Luke's promise to Martin in his face.

He would only pursue cases of attacks against her, not rob DEA jobs, or at least dig up a whole bunch of DEA cases.

Watching Palmer leave, Luke said, "Come on, follow me. ”

Selena: “What?” It's taboo to follow a DEA agent without formal communication.

Conversely, if DEA people dare to follow someone from the Serious Crimes Unit, they will definitely find someone else to peel.

Both are more dangerous jobs and are extremely sensitive to such matters.

Luke: “Don't be too close, I just want to see if there's anyone around her with the shooter. ”

Palmer is an off-the-shelf bait. If he doesn't follow her, why is he tracking down the shooters?

And when she drove out, Selena was blind, “What about the stalking? ”

Luke: “Only you know, it's tracking. And for the others, we're on our way to the investigation. ”

Selena:

She couldn't see Palmer's car at all, not even a glance, how to track it.

Luke smiled and drove slowly, with the unique perfume of Palmer Grand Beauty at the tip of his nose.

Givenchy Mist Garden! It goes well with the beauty of Palmer.

A woman, even a DEA agent, is a beauty lover!

They followed him near the DEA office building and found nothing.

Luke wasn't disappointed either.

This is the norm.

Detectives stalking squatters are less nervous than they are on TV and chase suspects if they can't move.

In fact, detectives who mostly follow squatters can only do nothing in their cars, but keep an eye out.

Luke needs to get better. He's driving around outside the DEA building to see if he can spot anyone who's unusual.

Others can only observe with their eyes and guess with experience, but he also has a sensitive sense of smell and is able to distinguish between certain suspicious targets with guns.

After all, no one wandering near the DEA office building with a gun is suspicious.

Around the circle, there are almost no such people, few of them, not shooters, but DEA people.

And the shooter waiting for the target, just pay attention, can still spot a lot of inappropriateness.

For example, nervousness, for example, sight scanning often through critical entrances and exits, for example, noticing people with certain identical characteristics - like women, beautiful, long hair, career suits.

These are all labels on Agent Palmer.

After the rehearsal, Luke went home for lunch with Selena.

Agent Palmer, watching from afar, bought lunch at the hot dog stall near the door and went back to the office building, apparently no longer traveling for a short time.

Neither Luke knew Palmer's schedule of operations and the shooter should not have fully understood it.

After Palmer was attacked again by gunmen, her whereabouts were kept confidential and it was not easy to ambush her in a targeted manner.

The shooter's choice of timing should be the same as Luke thought.

That's -- on the way to and from work.

As long as they are human beings, as long as they are not completely free travellers and freelancers, getting to and from work is inevitable and regular.

Luke asked Roger a long time ago about the big Palmer lady, including working hours.

Before 4: 30, Luke and his wife returned to the DEA office building, one street away, and wandered around the perimeter again.

Shortly afterwards, he smiled softly: "Selena, stare at the silver-grey Toyota sedan on the right corner, license plate 5AJ * * * *. ”

Selena didn't raise her head at all, operated the tablet directly on the co-pilot, adjusted the scene on the car's surveillance, and stared at a Toyota sedan parked in the corner of the alley, revealing only half the body of the car.

The front and rear windows of this Toyota sedan are all covered with black sunscreen, but the people inside obviously don't follow the staring principle very well and occasionally rotate down to smoke.

Although they tried to avoid sight and smoke in the back of the car, Luke's security cameras were specially adapted to make the picture clear.