Los Angeles Detective

  Chapter 371 New case

  Will Avenue.

  A black Volvo car passed by the side of the road quickly.

  The window of the cab was open, and Val leaned on the window with his left arm. While driving, his eyes occasionally glanced at the street on the left.

   Entering mid-December, the atmosphere of Christmas has become more and more intense, and stores have also begun to promote holiday gifts.

  The supermarket where Val works is also busier than usual, and many people have already started preparing holiday items.

Val pulled the car into the parking lot just in time to bump into a Latino co-worker with dyed yellow hair who looked at Val's car and said, "Wow, you're finally willing to replace that old car, this car looks so much better .”

  Val smiled, "That's right, this car has a lot of space in the rear."

   "What does the rear space have to do with driving? My yellow-haired colleague is confused. The car is for driving, and you don't sit in the back?"

  Val got out of the car and patted him on the shoulder, "I won't be single forever."

   Yellow-haired colleague: "..."

  Val is very satisfied with his new car. Although it is a second-hand car, there is no problem in terms of performance. He feels that he is at least five minutes faster than usual today, and his whole mood is different.

   Entering the supermarket, Val changed into work clothes, held a morning meeting, cleaned up, adjusted prices, replenished goods, and was busy for nearly an hour before officially opening for business.

  After this period of running-in, Val has gradually adapted to this job, has a stable income, and paid off his previous credit card debts. His current living conditions have also greatly improved.

  He put a large bag of Christmas hats on the shelf, and these days are a good time to sell them. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure.

   "Luke, are you off today?"

   "Yeah, shopping for some Christmas presents while I'm on break, I don't have time when I'm busy."

   "OK, what do you want to buy, I will guide you."

   “Buy some food, and a Christmas tree, decorations, presents.”

   "See our 'new' car?"

   "I took a look at the parking lot when I passed by, and it's not bad."

   After Luke finished speaking, he walked to the shelf selling Christmas trees. The Christmas trees are packed in boxes and need to be assembled by themselves.

  Luke puts four boxes of Christmas trees in the shopping cart.

  Val wondered, "Why did you buy so many?"

   "Grandpa's house, mother's house, my house, and our office also need one. After all, it's a holiday, and there is something like this to have a festive atmosphere."

  Val nodded, "That's right."

  Luke started shopping, and after buying and buying, he realized that a shopping cart was not enough. Val pushed another shopping cart to help him load things.

  After checking out, the two put their items into the car, and the trunk was full.

   Saying goodbye to Val, Luke drove back home, and his cell phone rang just as he entered the community.

  Luke pressed the answer button, "Director, what can I do for you?"

   "Luke, a homicide was discovered this morning. I assigned it to a squadron to investigate. Can you return to the team?"

   "No problem, send me the address."

  Luke returned home, put the gift in the house, and drove straight to the scene of the crime.

  …

   Downtown Los Angeles.

  Kasily Apartments.

   Several police cars were parked near the apartment, and two police officers stood at the door of the apartment.

  Luke flashed his police badge and asked, "Which floor is the crime scene on?"

   "The third floor, sir."

  This is an old apartment building with only three floors and no elevators.

  At this time, room 309 on the easternmost side of the third floor was cordoned off, and many police officers were standing at the door.

"team leader."

   "Captain Li." After seeing Luke, everyone greeted him.

  The deputy team was holding hands behind their backs, communicating with a police officer in a low voice, and frowned slightly after seeing Luke, "Red notified you?"

   Luke joked, "Well, it sounds a bit like usurping the throne."

  The deputy captain waved his hand, "Comeon, I'm just an old man who thought about being a captain."

   "Don't worry, you will have a chance." Luke made up his mind that he must take a good Christmas vacation to spend time with his family, and even if there is a case, he will push it to the deputy team, so that he can enjoy the captain's addiction.

  Of course, before Christmas, he still has to investigate the case carefully, be busy when he should be busy, and be free when he should be free, so that he can have confidence.

  The deputy team pointed to the door of the apartment, "This morning, the neighbors of the apartment found that the door of the deceased's house was unlocked, opened the door and found the deceased's body.

  No items proving the identity of the deceased were found at the scene. "

   "Is the deceased the owner of the home?"

   "No, the owner was a white man and the deceased was an Asian woman."

   Luke asked, "Have you contacted the homeowner?"

   "We found the homeowner's phone number, but we didn't get through. I will send someone to watch.

   Contacted to tell you. "

   "Where is the reporter?"

   "Going out to do errands."

   "Get in touch, I need to see him later." After Luke finished speaking, he walked into the apartment where the deceased was.

The size of the apartment is not big, like a big open room, you can see a big bed upon entering the door, on the bed lay a naked female corpse, her legs were drooping beside the bed, her eyes were wide open, and there was an obvious strangulation on her neck. mark.

  Luke walked in to check. This was an Asian woman with black hair, a petite figure, and a good proportion. There was a blood letter 'H' carved between her chest and abdomen.

  There were scattered clothes around the corpse, including stockings, underwear, eye masks, kimonos, tissues, etc.

  The technical team and the forensic doctor have also arrived at the scene and have conducted investigations around the corpse.

  Luke avoided them as much as possible and searched the rest of the house. There were not many furniture in the house, a bed, wardrobe, dresser, TV.

   There are a lot of clothes in the closet, including black silk, stewardess uniforms, police uniforms, nurse uniforms, and leather whips.

   There are cosmetics on the dressing table, open the drawer, there is geometric Durex in it, and there are a few used Durex in the trash can beside the bed.

  Luke went to the toilet to check again. There were only some toiletries and cosmetics, a bathrobe, and a pair of men's slippers.

  Luke asked Mary of the technical team, "Did you find anything?"

  Mary sighed, "There are too many, there are hairs everywhere, with different colors, hair textures, lengths, and shapes...

   It can only be said that many people have come here. "

   "Did you find any blood?"

"No."

   "Is there any clue to discover the identity of the deceased?"

   "Not yet, but we should find out when we finish dealing with the hair and the Durex in the trash can."

   "Thank you." After Luke finished speaking, he walked to the forensic doctor Sheila, "What is the cause of death?"

  Sheila stood up and gestured, "The murderer should have stood behind the deceased, strangled the other's neck with a rope, and suffocated to death.

  The time of death was between ten o'clock last night and two o'clock in the morning.

  The deceased was between 30 and 35 years old, 162 in height, Asian, and played poker before his death. "

   "Where's the murder weapon?"

  Sheila pointed to the belt next to the kimono, "If my guess is right, it should be that one. Of course, further identification must be done before drawing conclusions."

  Luke pointed to the letter 'H' on the deceased's stomach, "What about this one?"

  Forensic doctor Sheila said, "It was engraved after death, the wound is very smooth, and it should be a sharp tool such as a dagger.

   But no similar tools were found on site. "

  Xiao Hei asked, "Why did the murderer engrave a letter on the stomach of the deceased? What is the meaning of this letter?"

  Sheila shrugged, "I don't know either.

  However, some perverts like to leave some 'marks' on the dead, just like a puppy peeing. "

  Xiao Hei pointed his head, "So, the murderer may be a pervert with problems here."

   "Then you won't know until you catch it." Sheila put down a sentence and continued to dispose of the corpse.

  Luke glanced at the apartment, and there were almost no living objects here, more like a temporary place to stay.

  The deputy team shouted at the door of the apartment, "Captain, is the reporter here?"

  Luke walked out of the apartment and saw a black man standing at the door, about 1.8 meters tall, with a small crew cut, and his eyes looked into the apartment from time to time, "Sir, you are looking for me."

  Luke said, "I'm Luke Lee, Captain of the First Squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division.

   How do you call it? "

   "Kevin Rodman."

   "Kevin, you were the first to find the body?"

"Yes."

   "When was the body discovered? When was the police reported?"

   "I should have gone out around 9:30, and then I saw that the door of the apartment was not closed, and there was a crack. I wanted to go to say hello, but no one in the apartment responded.

   I thought she forgot to close the door, so I opened it to check...

  God, I was scared to pee, I really peed. "

  Luke and Xiao Hei looked at his pants at the same time.

   Kevin Rodman said, "I changed."

   Luke changed the subject, "Did you know the dead?"

   "Yes, we are neighbors, of course I know each other."

   "What was the name of the deceased?"

   "Nagasawa Masami."

   "Are you sure?" Luke vaguely remembered that this should be the name of a Japanese actress.

   "She told me herself."

   "Has she always lived here?"

   "No, she only comes at night."

  Luke pressed, "What does she do?"

   Kevin Rodman shrugged, "You understand."

  Xiao Hei reminded, "Dude, we are the police, and what we pay attention to is evidence, not guessing."

   "Street girl."

  Luke pressed, "This is where she picks up guests."

   "Yeah, I've seen her pick up people on the side of the road and take them back to the apartment, a couple of different guys in one night."

  Little Hei Dao, "Have you patronized her?"

   Kevin Rodman was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what to say?"

  Xiao Hei pouted, "That's it."

   "I'm different, I don't spend money.

  You should know that doing this kind of thing will be very noisy at night. I live alone and can't sleep at all.

  So, I went to find her and asked her to keep her voice down so that she would not disturb my rest.

  She was very polite, apologized to me, and said that she could make it up to me..." Kevin Rodman showed an expression that you understand.

  Luke then asked, "Kevin, did you see Masami Nagasawa last night?"

   "Yes, I see.

  At about eleven o’clock in the evening, I saw her leading a white man back, with brown hair, blue eyes, a little handsome, and about the same height as you. "

   "How long has he been around?"

   "Less than an hour."

   "Did you see him leave?"

   "No, but I hear voices."

  Xiao Hei "..."

  Luke pointed to the roof of the corridor, "I found that the cameras in the apartment were all destroyed, were they destroyed last night?"

  " has always been bad.

  There are a lot of people living in the apartment, and it is also relatively mixed. The management of this apartment is also average. Many people don't like to be watched, so they smashed it. "

   "Last night, did you hear any unusual movement?"

  Kevin Rodman spread his hands, "I'm used to it."

   "How many people were here last night?"

   "At least three, and then I fell asleep..."

   "Do you know any other information about the deceased?"

   "Yeah, I know she has another car, an awesome car, it should be in the parking lot."

  Luke said, "I like cars too, how about taking us to see them?"

   A group of people left the apartment and were led by Kevin Rodman to a nearby parking lot.

  Kevin Rodman pointed to a red Ferrari, "This is her car, isn't it awesome?"

   "Are you sure?" Xiao Hei showed a surprised look, a street girl can afford such a good car?

  Kevin Rodman looked at the license plate number, "That's right, she drives this car every time."

  Luke ordered the police to check the license plate number on the computer, and quickly found the owner's information.

  Car owner, Yoshimi Hashimoto

Gender: Female

  Age, 34 years old

  Ethnicity, Japanese American

  Height, 162cm

   Weight, 110 lbs

   Eye Color, Black

   Hair Color, Black

  Mobile phone number, 6268367856

   License plate number, 7erb390

  Xiao Hei looked at the photo of the owner of the car and wondered, "She can afford a Ferrari, why should she be a street girl?"

  Luke called professionals to open the Ferrari door and search the contents of the car.

   Except for documents and cosmetics, there is nothing messy in the car, and there is a briefcase on the back seat.

  Luke opened it to check, there are some documents inside, and a work permit.

  Name, Yoshimi Hashimoto

  Company Name, Armeni Architectural Design Company

  Number, 0005

  Title, Vice President

  Xiao Hei took out his mobile phone and checked, "Wow, this is a top ten architectural design company in the United States with a great reputation.

  The average annual income of company executives exceeds one million. She is a vice president, and her annual salary should be even higher. "

  Luke also looked through the company's information, found Yoshimi Hashimoto on the company's official website, and confirmed her identity.

  As the vice president of a well-known company, Hashimoto Yoshimi has the ability to buy Ferrari, which is also in line with her status.

   But if she is an executive of a public company, why does she appear in a run-down apartment?

  Luke couldn't help but wonder, is Yoshimi Hashimoto really a street girl?

  Luke found Kevin Rodman again and asked, "Are you sure she's picking up the guests?"

"yes, I'm sure."

   "Does she pick up customers every day? What are the working hours?"

  Kevin Rodman thought for a while, "Not every day, about once or twice a week, each time after ten o'clock in the evening."

  Luke pressed, "Did anyone else come to the apartment when she wasn't here?"

   Kevin Rodman shook his head, "No."

   "How much does she charge each time?"

   "About $300 or so."

  Luke looked at the red Ferrari. According to her income, she might not be able to afford a Ferrari for a lifetime.

  Why does a female executive of a well-off company want to work part-time as a street girl?

  (end of this chapter)