Life as a police officer in America

Chapter 579 Investigation Power

The police uniform of the person who came was of a different color, which was slightly dim. The local police had arrived.

Wang Dengming stood up from his seat and greeted him with a smile: "What's your name, brother?"

As soon as these three people appeared, Wang Dengming felt that something was wrong.

The handsome policeman standing in the middle had well-matched facial features. Wang Dengming admitted that wearing a police uniform on him could serve as a police propagandist, but his domineering posture was too much for most people.

He pointed to Wang Dengming and Sith: "Which one of you is the leader, is it you?"

"You lost your sight. He is responsible for this case. He is the leader. I think I need to explain. We are not searching, we are collecting evidence, fucking evidence collection, do you understand?!"

"I can still tell the difference between evidence collection and search. Mr. Wengersen called the police. From this moment on, we are in charge of the investigation of this case. Anyone who has nothing to do with it, please leave."

Wang Dengming: "We are following up this case, why do you intervene?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wengersen, he doesn't trust the police from other places, especially the Chinese police, and you, you who only know how to chew betel nuts."

Siston was furious: "Say it again, my ears are not very good."

The other party smiled contemptuously: "I'm already very polite to you!"

Sith grabbed the cup on the table with his backhand, and he wanted to hit someone with the cup.

The moment his hand touched the cup, Wang Dengming's hand held him down.

He whispered: "Captain, this is not our land."

Sith also replied in a low voice: "I just want to scare them, but I can't. This bastard can't be scared."

Wang Dengming stood up straight, looking straight at the man in front of him. He was just about the same height as Wang Dengming.

"Wang Dengming, sheriff of Gumeng Township, Alaska, Montana, what's your name?"

"Copperfield, Chief of the Homicide Squad, Sioux Falls Police Headquarters, are you—a town police officer?"

"Yes, from the country, I'm sorry."

Copperfield showed an incredulous expression.

"Is it true that the police in Montana rely on the rural police to solve murder cases? Where is the federal police? Where is the federal police? I heard correctly, the rural police interstate investigation, big news, should I bring reporters Come, what do you say, country police?"

Wang Dengming frowned: "This is not a simple murder case. We have compliance procedures. I hope you will cooperate."

"You have no qualifications for cross-state investigations at all! Are you qualified? Where did you get the bullshit procedures!? If you received a report in our jurisdiction, that's our case, and it was Mr. Wengersen who called the police himself. You know Wen Who is Mr. Gerson?"

"Who is Mr. Wengerson? It's not within the scope of my investigation. The deceased died in Montana. Let me remind you!"

Copperfield answered immediately: "The deceased is a native of this city, no matter where he died."

There was a gleam of fire in Wang Dengming's eyes.

"Dissatisfied? You can sue me, have you seen my siren clearly?"

This is what Wang Dengming often said to others.

After Copperfield finished speaking, he winked, and one of the two policemen behind him took out an arrest warrant and handcuffed Fo Jichel. Vero Jichel didn't resist, and said to Wang Dengming : "I'm innocent, I didn't kill Steer, I'm innocent."

Without saying a word, Copperfield said to the two policemen, "Take her down first, and I'll be right there."

Wang Dengming took two steps, stretched out a hand, and stopped the two policemen and Fo Jichel.

"What do you want to do?!"

"If you have something to say, brother, I said this is our case, and I want to see your director."

Copperfield's face darkened.

Sith: "Detective, you'd better do as he said. Don't mess with him. You can't afford to mess with him. The consequences may be more serious."

A snort came from Copperfield's nostrils.

"Can't afford it? This is the city of Sioux Falls. If you have any questions, you can contact our director at any time. I have the contact information of our director. Do you need it? I can give it to you now. At the same time, it's not just casual Everyone can investigate murders, why don't you patrol the streets? Patrol is the best for you."

The flames in Wang Dengming's eyes grew a little more, but he could hold back.

Sith smiled and said, "Detective Copperfield, right? I've already warned you, don't mess with him. You can't afford to mess with him. You can tell by his appearance. You'd better calm down. He's even better than you. You all confessed in front of him, I hope you can learn a lesson."

Copperfield also smiled and said, "Really, how powerful, this case can only belong to us, and he is only worthy of patrolling the streets, close the team!"

Sith grinned.

"why are you laughing?"

When Wang Dengming moved his hand, one of Copperfield's hands was clasped by Wang Dengming, and when he twisted it again, Copperfield screamed in pain, and his handsome aura just now suddenly became embarrassing Unbearable, his right hand was hanging high, almost broken by Wang Dengming.

"I said, we are responsible for this case!"

Sith echoed: 'Yes, detective, are you deaf, we've said it many times, are you deaf? '

Copperfield's men immediately released Fo Jischel, and before they could get close to Wang Dengming, the two helpers who were waving their fists were knocked down within three movements at an unbelievably fast speed. The person can still control the range of hands, and did not smash any objects in the living room.

Copperfield opened his mouth wide, and Sith sneered: "I forgot to remind you, you can call this Chinaman an idiot, but don't say he is just a street patrol, I tell you not to mess with him, he has a bad temper Well, if you get in a hurry, he'll wring your skull off, as easy as stomping on an ant, really, he's the most perverted country cop in Montana, he's the grandson of a lie."

Copperfield felt that the bones in his wrist were going to be broken, and he couldn't move his wrist at all when he wanted to draw the gun.

Wang Dengming: "I didn't do it on purpose, we can jointly investigate, what do you think?"

"Bastard, you wait!"

Copperfield and his people left in a panic, Wang Dengming said to Fo Jischel: "They're gone, it's all right, take me to Steer's room to have a look."

"I don't have a key."

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a key, you can just take me there."

Stahl's room is on the left side of the third floor of the mansion.

At the door on the third floor, Wang Dengming raised his foot and kicked the door open with a bang.

Sith: "It's too rude, too violent, why do you have to search Stahl's room?"

'The one who died was Stahl, do you want me to check Mr. Wingerson's room, um, I won't check the room of V. Gichel either. '

Wang Dengming's rude behavior frightened Fo Jischel on the spot. He put his hands on his chest and remained motionless.

"Sorry, we should be gentle in front of artists, Captain, why are you so dazed, we only have 10 minutes at most, that guy will not let us go."

Sith reacted, "Yes, that guy is a ruthless character, I didn't expect to meet a more ruthless character."

He strode in and turned on the overhead light inside the room.

In Stahl's room, the walls are covered with drawing paper, which are all messy graffiti. Anyway, Wang Dengming can't understand what the paintings are, vertical lines, horizontal lines, half faces, circles.

Around the head of the bed, there were more than a dozen dolls, very scary dolls, some were bleeding from the corners of their eyes, and some looked like ghost dolls, which shocked Wang Dengming.

More normally, there was a guitar by the table with two broken strings.

(End of this chapter)