Los Angeles Detective

  Chapter 11 Obligations

   Luke asked again, "How many of these tasers do you have in your store?"

   “There were really only two, the other gun was sold in January.”

   "I want his identification information."

   "Okay. But I hope this matter stops here and doesn't affect my business."

  Luke said, "I'm not interested in a small shrimp like you, but if you dare to lie, I promise to let you retire early."

"I don't need to lie about this kind of thing. I'm just a businessman. Nothing is more important to me than business." After the boss finished speaking, he pointed to the stool outside the counter, "Please sit down for a while, I'll check Gun purchase records."

  Luke didn't dare to relax his vigilance in the gun store. He glanced around and kept on alert at all times.

   "Sir, I found it."

  The boss came over and put a piece of information on the counter, "This is the identity information of the customer who bought the modified Taser gun."

  Name, Tony Weir

  Mobile phone number, 6268639845

   Purchase date, January 13, 2022

   There is also a copy of the driver's license under the information.

  The photo of the copy of the driver's license is a little blurry.

  Luke pointed to the camera in the corner of the roof, "Call out the surveillance video."

   "Sir, the surveillance video can only be saved for one month. It is already March, and the surveillance video has been overwritten. I can't retrieve it."

   "Hand over the hard drive where the surveillance video is saved, and we will take it back to the police station."

   "OK." The boss was a little reluctant, but he still followed Luke's orders.

  David on the side was not idle either. After getting the customer's name and driver's license, he directly contacted the clerical staff Matthew to verify the information.

   Soon, Matthew sent back the detailed information of his client Tony.

   "Sir, the hard drive you want." The boss removed the hard drive and handed it to Luke.

  David took his mobile phone and clicked on the clear photo of the customer Tony, "Is he the one who bought the modified Taser?"

  The man in the photo is a white man who looks to be in his forties with a mustache.

  The boss took a closer look, "Uh... kind of like it."

  David said, "Hey, don't play tricks with me, look clearly, I want an accurate answer."

  The boss looked embarrassed, "There are so many customers coming to the store every day, I can't remember everyone's appearance clearly, and more than a month has passed, I really can't remember."

  David was a little dissatisfied and wanted to say something more.

   Luke was worried that what happened last time would repeat itself, so he shook the hard drive in his hand, "David, we still have this, machines are more reliable than humans."

  David glanced up and down at his boss, "You better not be lying..."

  Watching the two out of the store, the boss heaved a sigh of relief and cursed in a low voice, "fuck! Two @#￥%…"

  …

  Inside the black Dodge Challenger.

   David smiled, "Fishing law enforcement, this is what you call using your brain. It's so old-fashioned. My grandpa used this trick when he was a policeman."

  Luke laughed, "Human history is constant repetition. There is no so-called new and old. The key is how to use it and who will use it."

   "Are you planning to change your career to study philosophy?"

   "Yeah, I was discovered by you, please call me Professor Luke in the future."

"Comeon, let's spend more time investigating the case." David rolled his eyes, "I got Tony's address from Matthew, should we meet him, maybe this guy is a 'Taser robbery' suspect."

   "Gulu..."

  Luke's stomach groaned, "I suggest we go eat first."

"are you serious?"

   "Of course, I don't want to handle the case on an empty stomach." In his previous life, Luke often hungry and full to handle the case, and suffered from stomach problems at a young age.

   Live a new life, he will not make the same mistake again.

   The two went to a Mexican restaurant, and Luke ordered a beef burrito and a chicken burrito, as well as a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

The burritos are made of cornmeal. The yellow and orange ones look very appetizing. They are wrapped with shredded purple cabbage, shredded carrots, shredded lettuce, grilled chicken or beef, and squeezed with salad dressing or sweet and spicy sauce. Happiness.

  It’s a bit like the domestic flatbread rolls, except that the meat here gives more and the feeling of fullness is stronger.

   Very satisfied.

  After lunch, Luke felt a little sleepy and sat in the passenger cab.

  David was speechless and could only choose to drive.

   "If I were the captain, I would use you as a model."

  Luke didn't even lift his eyelids, "That's exactly what I want to say."

  David started the car, "Based on your work attitude, you probably won't have a chance to be promoted to captain in this lifetime."

   "David, the world is unfair, success is not achieved through hard work."

   "Don't imitate the preaching tone of the silver-haired old man, you are not as old as me."

   "You're right, I'll rely on you to cover me from now on. I'll take a moment and call me when I arrive." Luke put down the car seat.

  David shook his head and drove to Tony's address.

   Luke squinted for more than ten minutes, feeling that the car was getting more and more bumpy. He sat up and looked out the window. The scenery on the street had changed drastically.

  The streets have become dirty and old, the sidewalks are full of colorful tents, homeless people can be seen everywhere, and the proportion of blacks and Mexicans has increased significantly.

   Luke asked, "It seems that the suspect is not doing well."

   "If you live a good life, you won't go to robbery. There are a lot of drug addicts gathered around here. I guess this guy is probably an addict." David sighed softly, frowning.

   "You know the situation nearby."

   "I'd rather not understand." David turned on the right turn signal and parked the car on the side of the road, "Here we are."

  Luke checked the gun. He used a Glock pistol with a magazine capacity of 17 rounds. It was light in weight, good in hand, and had no external safety. It could be fired immediately in an emergency.

  David took out the SUB-2000 carbine, showing disdain, "Hey, boy, it's time for you to change to a bigger one."

  Luke patted his inner thigh and smiled, "I already have it."

  David was speechless.

  The two came to a dilapidated wooden house and pushed away the damaged wooden fence. The yard was full of weeds and random piles of debris.

  David gestured for Luke to go to the back door and stare.

   Luke held guns in both hands, walked from the side of the house to the back door, looked through the glass and found no sign of anyone in the house.

  At this time, David's knock on the door came from the front yard, "Boom..."

no respond.

   "Boom..."

   Another hasty knock on the door.

  David yelled, "Hey Tony, open the door, I know you're home."

   There is still no response from the room.

   Luke could hear it so clearly from behind that if anyone in the room couldn't have missed it.

  The wooden house has only one floor, and the area is not large. Looking through the window, no abnormalities were found.

  The suspect is either not at home, or hiding somewhere in the house.

  Luke returned to the front yard, "David, the suspect has probably escaped."

  David was silent for a moment, and made a silent gesture, "I seem to hear movement in the room...yeah, it sounds like a cry for help."

  Luke had a bad feeling, "What the **** are you doing?"

   "I heard cries for help in the house. As the police, we have the obligation and right to go in and check." After David's voice fell, he kicked the door open, "Bang!"

   "LAPD!"

  (end of this chapter)