Los Angeles Detective

  Chapter 401 Who are you (Happy New Year everyone!)

   "Boom!"

  A strong air current almost knocked Luke away.

  He brought someone to watch at the backyard gate. Fortunately, it was some distance away from the villa, otherwise it would also be affected by the explosion.

   Rao is like this, his ears are also buzzing, and he is temporarily deaf.

  In order to avoid a secondary explosion, Luke hurriedly told everyone to hide behind the police car.

After a while, the second explosion did not happen. Xiao Hei, who was hiding aside, opened his mouth and waved his hands, as if he was saying something to him, but due to the impact of the explosion, Luke's ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear it at all. clear.

   Luke looked at his watch, and a full minute passed before he popped up to check.

  The villa was on fire, and the surroundings were in a mess, with blown sawdust everywhere.

  The surroundings of the villa were also messy. Luke rubbed his ears, feeling that his hearing was gradually recovering, and he could vaguely hear the wailing from the villa.

  The wounded were all police officers from the Southern Branch, and Luke couldn't do nothing.

  He took over the scene of the explosion, leaving a few people to guard the surroundings, and brought the uninjured and successively supporting patrolmen into the villa to rescue people.

  The scene of the explosion was very tragic, with flames, thick smoke, damaged walls, furniture, minced meat, corpses...

  A total of eight police officers entered at that time, three of whom were killed on the spot, three were seriously injured, and two were slightly injured.

  Generally speaking, the injured cannot move easily.

   But the specific situation, specific analysis, the villa is on fire, if it is left alone, even if it cannot be burned, it will be suffocated to death by thick smoke;

  Luke asked the police to move the injured out to stop the bleeding, especially the three seriously injured. If the bleeding was not stopped in time, it would be impossible to wait for the ambulance to arrive.

   Among them, Inspector Dave Gary, who is more familiar with Luke, was also seriously injured, covered in blood, with broken arms and legs, and a broken chest.

   Luke looked at the other party with trepidation for a while. If the other party hadn't come one step earlier, then he would have led the search team. From a certain point of view, he can also be regarded as Luke's savior.

  At the same time, Luke did not expect that this group of robbers would be so vicious that they would plant bombs in the villa. This was a naked provocation.

  Things are getting bigger.

  The nature is also different.

  Luke couldn't figure out why the other party wanted to plant a bomb in the villa?

  In addition to attracting the hatred of the police, what good can it do?

  Could it be to injure the police officers investigating the case, thereby affecting the investigation progress of the case.

   Or just pure revenge.

   "Woooooooooooo..."

   A siren sounded.

  Several cars with FBI logos parked at the door.

  Luke was a little surprised. It stands to reason that the FBI shouldn't have come so soon.

  The FBI is led by an old acquaintance, Agent Anthony.

   "Luke, why are you here?"

  "I was investigating a murder case, and found out that this villa might be the suspect's stronghold, but the police officers from the Southern Branch came earlier than me, entered the villa to search, and an explosion occurred.

And you? "

   "I'm investigating the robbery of an oil painting, and I'm here to see Detective Dave Gary. How is he doing?"

   "He was seriously injured and just loaded into an ambulance."

   "It's a pity, I still want to exchange some clues with him." Anthony's expression changed slightly, he shook his head and sighed.

  Luke suggested, "The case I'm investigating is also related to the oil painting robbery. We can also share some information."

  Anthony asked back, "What did you find?"

  Luke pointed to the dilapidated villa behind him, "This should be a stronghold of the robbers, and they installed the bomb in advance."

  Anthony looked at the bombed villa, "It may also be a trap."

  Luke nodded, agreeing with Anthony's guess, "What did you find?"

  "The gang of robbers is very professional, I suspect they may be itinerant crimes, probably in other cities or other states.

   I'm looking for similar cases across the US, and I'm sure there will be leads soon. "

   "In other words, the FBI's current investigation has not progressed?" Luke didn't believe the other party's words.

  Anthony showed a noncommittal look, "What about you? What case are you investigating, and why is it related to the oil painting robbery?"

   "I'm investigating the murder of a Southern Precinct officer who used to work as a security guard at the Getty Museum." This is no secret, and Luke can't hide it if he wants to.

   "Just because he worked as a security guard at the Getty Museum before, you think he is related to the robbery of the Getty Museum oil painting, isn't it a bit arbitrary?"

  Luke said, "He was killed, no matter how suspicious he is."

  Several police cars drove over and stopped not far away, and high-level officials from the Southern Bureau also rushed to the scene.

  Luke and Anthony walked over and said a few words on the scene, and learned that Luke organized a manual rescue, and the senior officials of the Southern Bureau expressed their gratitude to Luke.

  Luke handed over the scene to the senior management of the Southern Bureau, and said goodbye to Anthony.

  Anthony tapped him on the shoulder, "Keep in touch, man."

   At this time, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.

   After tossing all morning, Luke and others haven't eaten yet.

  Luke took several team members to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

  Because of the explosion, everyone was a little depressed.

  Luke picked up a glass of Coke and took a few sips. Coke is not a good thing, but if you don’t feel happy, drink it. Fat House Happy Water is not called for nothing.

  Xiao Hei still couldn't bear it, and talked about the bombing just now, "I thought these robbers were asking for money, but now it seems that they are a group of crazy guys."

  The deputy team said, "I'm not very surprised. Don't forget the Jens Jauregui patrol. It's not the first time they have killed a policeman."

   Luke thought about it, "It seems that we are going to shift the focus of the investigation this time."

Before, Luke put his main experience in investigating two murder cases, but the situation is different now. They have already solved the case of throwing corpses on Highway 1. There are too few clues about the murder of the policeman, but it can be determined that it is related to the oil painting. related to the robbery case.

  Since there are few clues in the murder of the policeman, the focus is on the robbery of the oil painting. As long as this group of robbers can be caught, the murder of the policeman may be solved by itself.

   Immediately, Luke rearranged the mission.

  The investigation focuses on three directions. The first direction is the investigation of old cases. The robbers are bold, careful, skilled, and equipped. They must have criminal records before, and the deputy team is responsible for the investigation.

  The second direction is the stolen goods. The stolen goods do not refer to the ten stolen oil paintings, but the property that was kept together with the pistol in the vault of the Gray couple's home, and Xiao Hei and Jackson are in charge.

  The third direction of investigation is the Getty Museum. Luke is going to go to the Getty Museum to find out about the situation and see if he can find more clues about the robbery.

  After dinner, Luke and Potter rushed to the Getty Museum.

  The Gedi Museum is still exhibiting normally, and a few heavily armed security guards can be seen not far away. Obviously, because of the robbing of the oil painting, the museum is in full swing.

  Porter observed the security personnel and cameras in the museum, "The security measures are so strict, it is not easy to steal oil paintings here."

  Luke said, "That's why the robbers made a lot of noise and started during the transportation."

  Potter lowered his voice, "The robbers can set up an ambush in advance, which means that they already know the exact time and location of transportation. There may be a ghost inside the museum. Could it be the murdered police officer Jens Jauregui?"

  Luke nodded slightly. Although he didn't want to easily suspect the police, the 200,000 dollars found in Jens Jauregui's warehouse and the floor plan of the museum all showed that this possibility was extremely high.

  Porter thought deeply, "If Jens Jauregui was the insider, why was he killed? Is it because of the uneven distribution of spoils?"

Luke has also thought about this question. Jens Jauregui was killed on the night of December 25, and the oil painting was robbed in the early morning of December 30. When Jens Jauregui was killed, the oil painting had not been snatched. There is no such thing as uneven distribution of spoils.

  The greater possibility is that Jens Jauregui wants to withdraw, and the robbers are afraid that he will let the news out and kill people.

   There is also a possibility that the robbers obtained the transportation route of the oil painting from Jens Jauregui, and in order to prevent the police from finding them through Jens Jauregui, they killed them in advance.

  After Luke showed his credentials, he met Shukri Brad, the deputy curator of the museum, who was also fully responsible for the security measures of the museum.

   Shukri Brad invited Luke and the two into the office, looked at them and asked, "Two police officers, which department are you from?"

  In the past few days, he has seen several groups of people who came to investigate the case.

"I am Detective Potter from the Robbery and Murder Division, and this is our Captain Li." After Porter introduced, he thought of the two people who pretended to be detectives, and added, "There were people from the Robbery and Murder Division before. Have you come to investigate?"

   "No." Shukri Brad shook his head, "I've heard the name of the Robbery and Murder Division, and you are also responsible for investigating the theft of oil paintings?"

   Luke asked, "Do you know Jens Jauregui?"

   "No."

  Luke took out a photo of Jens Jauregui, "He is a patrolman, and he used to work as a part-time security guard at your place."

   "Sorry, I was so busy that I lost my head, and recently hired a lot of new security guards... I didn't recognize them at the first time.

What's up with him? "

   "Dead. Shot to be exact."

   "Is this related to the case of the oil painting being robbed?"

   “We came to the museum to investigate that.”

   Shukri Brad put his hands together, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

   "You are not familiar with Jens Jauregui?"

"Yes."

   "Does Jens Jauregui have access to the shipping routes for oil paintings?"

   "No, only a few security personnel know the transportation route of the oil painting. He is just an ordinary security guard, so it stands to reason that he should not know."

   "Who knows?"

   "Uh..." Shukri Brad hesitated, "Do you suspect that they leaked the transportation route of the oil painting?"

  Seeing that the other party was hesitant, Luke changed his words, "I need a list of all the security personnel in your museum."

   "OK." Shukri Brad agreed.

  Although this scope is wider, it is less targeted.

   Shukri Brad walked to the desk, took out a key from the drawer, opened the safe, took out a document and handed it to Luke, "This is what you want."

   Luke took the file and began to check the security personnel's information.

  The information is recorded in detail, including name, age, height, skin color, eye color, hair color, etc.

  Luke looked through a few files and found the information of the deceased Jens Hauregui, which also recorded the other party's own Southern Bureau Patrolman.

  He continued to check and saw a familiar name.

   Dave Galli!

  Own job: night shift police detective, detective chief of the southern branch.

   Is it a coincidence that two Southern Precinct officers both work as part-time security guards at the Gehry Museum?

   There are indeed coincidences in this world.

   What if it's not a coincidence?

  Thinking of the figure of Davao Galli lying on a stretcher, four words appeared in Luke's mind, kill to kill.

   Luke thought of Anthony again, recalling the conversation between the two, when they talked about the bomb in the villa, Anthony said it was a trap.

  At that time, Luke didn't think too much about it. Now it seems that this trap was not aimed at the police, but at Dave Gary alone.

  The rest of the officers were just buried with Dave Ghali.

  Anthony should have found out that there was a problem with Dave Gary. He should have gone for Dave Gary at that time, but unfortunately it was still a step late.

   Luke looked at Shukri Brad, "Can Davao Gali have access to the transportation route of the oil painting?"

   Shukri Brad nodded slightly, "Of course, he is the inspector of the Southern Bureau and the museum's security advisor."

  In this way, it seems that Dave Galli has access to the oil painting transportation route, and it is more likely that he is the ghost arranged by the robbers in the museum.

   And what about Jens Jauregui?

   What kind of role did he play in it?

  I am afraid that only Dave Galli knows about this matter.

  The fact that the robber silenced just shows his importance.

  …

  Night.

  Bornat Hospital.

  After some treatment, Dave Gary's injury finally stabilized, but his body was still very weak.

  He was lying on the hospital bed with bandages on his body, his right hand was still receiving fluids, and he was staring at the roof with dull eyes.

   It's hard, but at least he's alive.

  Why is there a bomb in the box?

  What I said before is not the case.

  Those ungrateful **** actually wanted to get rid of me too.

   That’s right, if you kill me, no one will know their identities.

  Fortunately, I was lucky enough to be alive.

  I will not let you go, even if it is the ends of the earth, I must avenge this revenge!

   There is an extremely slight "squeak".

  The door opened.

  A woman in a blue-green nurse uniform walked in. She was a black man, wearing a mask, and she couldn't see clearly.

  She moved very lightly, turned and closed the door, and locked it.

  She walked to Davao Galli's hospital bed, took a look at him, took out a syringe and medicine bottle from her pocket, and inserted the needle tube into the medicine bottle to **** out the medicine.

  She shifted her gaze to the infusion bottle, the syringe was inserted into the infusion pot, and the medicine in the syringe was pushed into the infusion pot.

  Dave Gary's eyes widened, with panic and anger on his face, he shouted with all his strength, "What are you going to do?"

  The black female nurse did not answer.

   Dave Gary's body is too weak, even with all his strength, only two people can hear it,

"Who are you?"

   It's New Years.

   I wish you all wishes come true, good health and wealth in the new year!

  (end of this chapter)