Super Detective in the Fictional World

He had to look sideways at the side of the boat, not far from the bottom, where a large chunk had recessed.

Luke chose this reef surface sea and raised it a little over a metre or two from the shore, with some shrub cover not far away, so it's not very visible from here.

And the boat where the forensics work, in a slightly dimpled bay, is far below this reef.

So the broken pickup went through here twice, and there was no one there.

Luke closed his eyes and suddenly said, "Selena, let's get to work.” He jumped off a rock on this side of the slope and quickly arrived at the broken pickup truck.

After pulling out his badge, he shouted, "LAPD, stop the car. ”

Picard broke slightly, like trying to slow down, but a moment later, the engine sounded, and the acceleration rushed over.

Luke's nose moved and frowned, lifting his hand out of Glock's armpit holster.

Pfft!

Two shots hit the left front wheel of the broken pickup truck, causing it to skew out.

With a bang, the broken pickup hit a dirt slope on the side and stopped.

Over there, Selena got dressed and started coming this way.

Luke didn't come close, he just held his gun and shouted: "Open the door slowly and get out of the car. ”

A black man in a broken pickalie looked at him with panic, but he didn't move.

When Selena came over and pointed a gun at the black man from the other side of the car, Luke went forward, dragged the guy out of the cab and handcuffed him.

The two forensics guys over there also stood on the reef and looked up and asked out loud: “What's going on? ”

Luke waved at them, and he hinted at the boat behind the broken pickup: “Did you notice the bow? You better come down and check the inside. ”

Two forensics went up close and looked at the bow: "This bow... could it have been the boat that hit it? ”

The other nose moved: "Stinks of corpses. Bodies on the boat? ”

The two glanced at each other, one of them turning onto the rear bucket of the pickup truck and looking into the boat, inside an object wrapped in a layer of canvas.

He unraveled the rope just two laps apart, opened the canvas, immediately put the mask on, and shouted in a high voice: "A corpse of fruit was found, a white woman, about thirty years old, and had begun to rot. ”

Speaking of which, he shook his head helplessly: "Looks like we're going to do another overtime. ”

Luke was kind enough to say, "If you don't work overtime today, you have to work overtime tomorrow. Perhaps this will make you feel better? ”

The forensic officer turned a white eye: "Thank you for your comfort. It's so sweet. ”

Next, Luke and the others began questioning the black man.

This guy is scared, and he won't say much.

Luke interrogated her for a while, gave Selena a look, and she walked away and called Elsa.

Instead of hanging around here, throw this guy to Elsa for questioning, and with her skill, she should be able to pry this nigger's mouth open.

Counselor? That's impossible. The nigger was so poor at first glance.

If he really wanted a lawyer, he would only find a public lawyer to give him, basically guaranteeing that the suspect would go to jail for decades.

Most of the time, the level of public defenders in such cases is not so good that it is even less likely that all efforts will be made to assist the accused in his or her case.

Such cases do not earn money, and it is the idea of the public defender to close them as soon as possible.

And how long the accused spent in prison had nothing to do with them.

At this point, Luke was also happy: Luckily, he had prepared enough for himself, and lunch could be settled here.

But he and Selena have to go a little further. It stinks.

Returning to the distant reef, the black suspect “delivered to the door” was handcuffed to the back of the matching car, and the two began their formal lunch.

Cheesecake with halogenated beef is rare, but Luke can accept it, and Selena is even more satisfied.

Although there is a difference between halogenated beef and steak, the most important thing for food is good.

Half an hour later, Elizabeth and Billy came over, asked Luke and the others about the case, went to see the corpse of a woman on the boat for a moment, and pulled the black suspect back to the police station.

Even in the absence of other evidence, the mere offence of illegally transporting bodies for hiding can be seized for questioning, and they have sufficient time to pry the person's mouth open.

Luke relaxed after lunch and searched for the location of the broken pickara boat.

Luke, who had a sense of smell, quickly found the place, which was an easy little pier.

Luke walked around the pier for a moment, took out his cell phone and called the forensic witness over there: "Congratulations, I found the first scene of the murder of the unnamed woman here. ”

“Hey, can't you be a little less efficient? Shit, we got a lot of stuff going on here.” The forensic officer couldn't help but scold.

Luke called and continued looking at the scene: "The body doesn't run. But if there's a big wind wave, the scene is going to ruin a lot of it. ”

The forensics officer over there answered helplessly and said that he was going to smoke someone immediately.

When he hung up, Selena said, "I don't think what happened to the woman is good. ”

Not far up the pier, there was a house like a den, and Luke didn't have to go in to find out it was where the black man lived.

From the pier to the nest, along the way there are a pair of sandals, a piece of coat fragment.

Near the shack are more pieces of torn clothing, including fitted clothing.

There is no doubt that the fruit woman was caught by the black man at this little pier, then made a strong X, and finally died here.

The black man's attitude is also hard to understand.

Anyway, everyone was killed, and he was caught transporting corpses, which makes no sense.

Shut up and go home for the New Year, there are also a lot of success stories in the United States.

The forensics came over and looked at the large range Luke kindly pointed out to him, and he couldn't help but scream: “Wow, I really want to thank that guy, this beep is really energetic. ”

Luke slapped him on the shoulder: “If you don't like it, gather more evidence, and he'll pay the price for this overwhelming energy. ”

After more than two hours of forensic work, all the surveys were cleared around the shack, and the time was after 4 p.m.

Luke and his wife sat in a folding chair in a new location and watched as the two forensics officers began to pack their forensic equipment.

The corpse of the little boat woman over there has been removed, and the two forensics officers can now return to the forensics section as soon as they put the evidence in their car.

Luke's phone rang again.

Looked at Elsa's number, and he said, "Boss, what is it? ”

Elsa: “You're near that beach house in Felix-Swick, right? ”