Los Angeles Detective

  Chapter 406 The world is impermanent

  A fifty-year-old face with a forty-year-old face, if it is properly maintained, that’s all.

  But now that the plastic surgery industry is well developed, many wealthy ladies have undergone minor plastic surgery, and this whole expression is unnatural.

   Micro-expression analysis is useless.

  Unfavorable start made Luke a little depressed.

   Many things are well thought out, but various problems will be encountered in doing them.

  Besides, all the previous ones were just Luke's speculation. Since no problem was found, Luke was not too entangled in investigating other clues.

  If there is evidence to prove that Ruth Morgan is related to the oil painting robbery, Luke will conduct further investigations, such as investigating her financial situation, whether there is a large amount of money spent; secondly, arrange someone to follow.

  But during this visit, no clues about Ruth Morgan's connection to the robbery were found, and it was difficult for Luke to conduct an in-depth investigation without evidence.

   This is not in compliance.

  Luke also didn't want to offend a Morgan family for no reason.

   Simply, Luke went to visit the next buyer, Albus Stone.

  Albus Stone is a stock market tycoon, known as California Buffett, who has long held stocks in companies such as Disney, Apple, and Amazon.

   This old man is already eighty years old this year, and lives in a villa in the suburbs. Of course, there are more than one house under his name, and Luke can only try his luck.

  The courtyard is magnificent. Although the area is not as large as a manor, it is far larger than an ordinary villa. Jackson rang the doorbell as usual, explaining his intention, and was ushered into the villa.

Flowers and plants are planted on the left side of the yard, and a faint fragrance of flowers can be smelled faintly. On the right side is an open-air swimming pool with a large area. There is a sunshade near the villa. There are tables, chairs, tea sets, and a hair The gray woman is drinking tea.

  The servant led the two to the old woman, bowed and left.

  The old woman looked up at Luke and the two, "Albus Stone is my husband, what can you do with him?"

  Jackson introduced, "Ms. Stone, I am Detective Jackson from the Robbery and Murder Division, and this is our Captain Li."

  The old woman put down her teacup and said slowly, "This is the first time a police detective has visited our house.

  Please sit down. "

  Luke cut to the chase, "We're here to see Mr. Albus Stone."

  Ms. Stone asked back, "What do you want from him?"

   "I heard that Mr. Albus Stone has collected an oil painting by Ike Schaffer?"

   "Yes, that oil painting is called "The Secret of the Louvre". He bought it a few years ago. Is there any problem?"

  Luke will repeat what he said to Ruth Morgan, but this time it will be replaced by Ike Schaffer's work.

  Mrs. Stone thought for a while, then shook her head, "I...can't remember, the oil paintings were all arranged by my husband."

   "We are just worried that the gang of robbers will continue to commit crimes, and their target is likely to be the oil painting "Secrets of the Louvre". I want to talk to Mr. Stone in person to avoid accidents." Luke said sincerely.

  Ms. Stone pinched the teacup with her hands, "Thank you for your kindness. My husband is recovering from illness and it is inconvenient to see outsiders."

   "We won't bother for long."

  Ms. Stone frowned, "Sorry, I don't want these things to affect him."

   Didn’t see the real owner, Luke didn’t plan to leave, who knows if he was guilty, “Mrs. Stone, these robbers are very dangerous, several police officers have been killed by them.

  If they really set their sights on that painting in your house, both you and Mr. Stone will be in danger. "

  Ms. Stone's face changed slightly, "Can't you catch the robber?"

   Luke said, "We have been working hard to investigate, and we also need the cooperation of Mr. Stone, so that we can investigate the case as soon as possible."

  Mrs. Stone looked a little embarrassed, with a hint of sadness, she shook her head and said, "Sorry, it's really inconvenient for him to see guests.

  I already know why you are here, and I will be careful. "

  Ms. Stone put on an attitude of seeing off the guests.

  Luke used all the excuses he could, and said what should be said, but the other party refused on the grounds that Albus Stone was recuperating, and Luke couldn't force it.

  However, as soon as I approached the door, the other party fell ill. Isn't it a bit too coincidental?

  Albus Stone is already eighty years old, and it is normal to have an illness. As for whether it has reached the level where he cannot see guests, it is unknown.

   Luke and Jackson got up and left.

   At this moment, a servant ran out in a hurry, "Ma'am, go and have a look.

  Mr. passed out again. "

  Ms. Stone's complexion changed drastically, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground, and she trotted into the room with her skirt in her hands, asking, "Has the doctor passed?"

   "Yes, Doctor John has been resting next door and has already rushed to the ward."

  Luke and Jackson glanced at each other, and followed them to the villa.

  The interior of the villa is very large. Everyone walked along the corridor to the innermost room, and there were bursts of shouts in the room.

   "Patient passed out, breathing hard, arrhythmia, getting weaker, ready to use defibrillator..."

   Mrs. Stone broke into the room and shouted, "Doctor John, what happened to my husband? You must revive him!"

  A man in a white coat is pressing the patient's chest, and has no time to pay attention to him.

  The female nurse next to him shouted, "The defibrillator is ready."

   At this time, Luke also walked to the door. There was a strong smell of medicine in the room. An old man wearing a ventilator was lying on the bed, the clothes on his chest were ripped off, and several people surrounded the hospital bed.

  The doctor took an 'electric shock device' in each hand and pressed it to the old man's chest.

"boom!"

   "Come again."

"boom!"

  …

   After several consecutive electric shocks, everyone held their breath.

  The female nurse shouted, "Mr. Stone has his heart beating!"

"Thank God!

  Thank you for not taking him away. Mrs. Stone walked to the bed, tightly holding the old man's right hand.

  Luke was too embarrassed to stay here to be an eyesore, and left the villa with Jackson.

  Jackson sighed, "I thought he was pretending to be sick, and he was afraid to see us because of a guilty conscience, but I didn't expect..."

  Luke didn't expect Albus Stone's condition to be so critical.

   On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing.

  The exploration on his side didn't yield much, Luke wanted to ask the deputy team if they found anything.

  Luke called to inquire, but the deputy team might still be busy and didn't answer.

   Luke hung up the phone, forget it, let's go back to the police station first.

  The car stopped at the intersection of traffic lights. Suddenly, a black Mercedes-Benz flashed past at an extremely fast speed.

   Then, several cars followed. There was no police logo on the body, but the lights were flashing and the sirens were honking.

  Jackson raised his eyebrows, "Oh, it's so lively."

  Luke felt that following the vehicle was not like the police, "Follow up."

   "Yes, sir." Jackson turned right at the traffic light, and turned right from the through lane without waiting for the traffic light.

  Jackson drove very fast and caught up with the car in front of him flashing lights and honking.

  Luke took out the laptop in the car and checked the license plate number information through the police system.

  …

  In front, inside a Ford SUV, Anthony, who was sitting in the co-pilot, put on his body armor, cursing, "Fuck, this **** actually found out!

   What do you idiots do?

  I really want to kick you back to training camp and play with those rookies. "Anthony scolded, while using the walkie-talkie to command, "Contact the nearby patrol officers and let them try to intercept them in front of the road. "

  During the conversation, the Mercedes-Benz car in the front slammed the steering wheel, turned left and flicked, knocked down the fence and rushed into the reverse lane.

   "Fuck!

   U-turn!

be safe. "Anthony complained that the tire breaker was useless.

  Several cars with flashing lights also turned around.

  Jackson saw the car in front of him making a sharp U-turn, and said with emotion, "It's quite vigorous!"

  Luke grabbed the right handrail, "There are people from the FBI following up ahead, don't worry."

  FBI personnel are also investigating the oil painting robbery case. With such a big fight, they may be tracking the suspects in the case.

  Luke followed up to see who they were arresting, but he didn't think about taking credit, so he didn't need to risk a quick chase, as long as he followed steadily behind.

   That Mercedes-Benz was driving very fast. Where there were many cars, it went where it was going, and it had scratched several cars.

  Then, the Mercedes-Benz turned right sharply and drove into an alley, which was so narrow that it could only accommodate one car.

  Mercedes-Benz was driving ahead, and several FBI cars also turned into the alley.

  FBI's tracking is fast, and the distance between the two sides is getting closer.

  Suddenly, the Mercedes-Benz stopped abruptly.

   With a bang, the rear of the Mercedes hit the front of the FBI car.

   The following cars also have different collisions.

  The Mercedes-Benz stepped on the accelerator again and drove away quickly.

   But the front of the first FBI car was hit badly, deformed, smoking, and the car couldn't start for a long time.

  Although the following car was not seriously hit and could still drive normally, it was blocked by the first FBI car and could not catch up with the Mercedes-Benz.

   "Fuck!"

   Then there was a burst of shouting and cursing.

  In the walkie-talkie, Anthony also cursed, "I've had enough of you idiots, @#￥%…"

  Several FBI cars had to back up to the alley. Although the speed was not slow, the timing of arrest had already been delayed.

  Originally Luke and Jackson belonged to the rear, but now they have become the first.

  Luke was also a little confused, not knowing where that alley could lead to.

  Jackson looked excited, "Captain, I know how to go. I have patrolled around here before." While speaking, he turned on the turn signal and drove into the right lane.

  Because he became the leading car, in order to avoid congestion ahead, Luke also turned on the police lights and whistle.

  After a few FBI cars backed out from the alley, I was a little dazed at first, not knowing which way to chase, but when I heard the siren, I followed suit.

  Jackson was more familiar with the surrounding situation, the car drove very fast, and passed another intersection, and he saw the black Mercedes.

  As soon as Jackson stepped on the accelerator, he accelerated and hit him directly.

   "Bang!"

  The Mercedes-Benz car seemed to have not expected to be blocked, caught off guard, the car lost control, drifted out of the lane and hit the guardrail on the right.

  Then, the door of the Mercedes-Benz cab opened, and a white man climbed out of the car, turned around and fled into the distance.

   Giorgi, suspect in the painting robbery.

   Luke recognized each other at a glance.

   It's really a big fish.

  Luke and Jackson also get out of the police car.

   "lapd! Hold still!"

  The white man didn't dare to look back, and ran even faster.

  Luke and Jackson hurried to catch up.

   At this time, the competition is physical strength and endurance. Luke and Jackson have good physical fitness, and they have been chasing the escaped white man.

  However, Giorgi also ran very fast, perhaps because he didn't want to be caught, which stimulated his physical potential.

   One person ran in front, Luke and Jackson chased behind, and a group of FBI people followed from a distance, forming three distinct echelons.

  Seeing that Giorgi's speed has not slowed down, Luke knows that the other party is desperate.

   But Luke didn't want to go all out. His life was much more precious than the other party's. It was also the FBI's responsibility not to catch anyone. Luke didn't have much to lose, so why bother to go all out.

  Thinking of this, Luke stopped and took out his pistol.

   "Bang bang!"

  Jorgi heard the gunshot, his legs gave way, he fell to the ground, and fell to the ground.

  Jackson pounced on him, pinned him directly, and held his hands, "lapd, don't move!"

  Jorgi's left face was pressed to the ground, and the right face showed a panicked look, muttering, "Don't shoot, I don't have a weapon!

   Please, don't shoot. "

  Jorgi was handcuffed by Jackson and searched.

   At this time, the FBI people also caught up, and Anthony said out of breath, "Why are you here?"

  Luke laughed, "Fortunately I'm here, otherwise, this guy would have run away right under your nose."

  Anthony's face was a little ugly, and he gave Giorgi a hard look.

   Luke praised, "You guys did a good job, you found Giorgi so quickly."

  Anthony's face was even more ugly. They did find Giorgi first, but they were caught by Luke instead.

  However, they lost someone first, so it's not easy to accuse Luke of taking credit.

  Damn it, these idiots lost people!

  @#￥%…

  Anthony scolded his subordinates again in his heart.

  Luke was also a little dumbfounded. He really didn't want to take credit this time, so he could only say that things are impermanent.

  (end of this chapter)