LA Detective

Chapter 140 Little Surprise

Luke, Xiao Hei and Detective Anthony visited Bowen Peelton's house together.

Xiao Hei was driving, Agent Anthony was sitting in the passenger cab, and Luke was alone in the back looking at his phone.

This case was also named '5.10 Shooting Case', because there were too many people involved, Reid also transferred people from the Second Squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division to join the case investigation.

In order to facilitate contact, a temporary chat group for the 5.10 shooting case was established.

The first squadron came early and directly took over the scene, and the second squadron was responsible for taking notes for the students and teachers.

This was hard work. There were more than 600 people in the entire high school. Although school was over at that time, most of them stayed on, at least four to five hundred people.

In the impression of many people, students in Los Angeles leave school early and their homework is relatively easy.

In fact, this is not the case. Foreign parents are also stupid, and good schools are also very busy. In addition to normal schoolwork, there are dozens of cram schools and various sports.

Students' time is also fully arranged, but they have more choices.

Luke asked, "Did Agent Fanny carry a gun at school?"

Anthony said, "Must."

Xiao Hei asked, "Didn't you say that she has rich experience and good marksmanship? How could she be killed?"

Anthony pinched his forehead. "I've been thinking about this too. I guess Fanny is probably the first victim. She was shot by the suspect when she was unprepared."

Luke denied this speculation, "The Second Squadron is taking notes for the students. According to a student, Fanny was not on the second floor of the teaching building when the first shot was fired, and she was not the No. 1 victim.

The No.1 victim is likely to be someone on the third floor. "

Anthony analyzed, "That shows that the situation Fanny encountered at the time was more complicated. The threat did not come from one direction, and there may be more than one suspect."

During the conversation, the three of them arrived at Bowen Peelton's house.

Bowen Peelton's house is relatively remote, and the distance between the houses is relatively large.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and the three of Luke walked down one after another.

Luke rested his right hand on the butt of the gun, scanning his surroundings. Bowen Peelton's yard was relatively large, but it wasn't particularly tidy.

The three just walked into the yard, "Bang bang..."

A burst of gunfire was faintly heard.

Anthony pulled out his pistol and said in a low voice, "Be careful, the gunshots came from the garage."

The iron door of the warehouse is tightly closed, and the electric roller shutter is used, which can be opened from the outside and inside. Luke pressed the roller shutter switch, "Be careful."

The shutter door slowly opened.

The three of Luke suddenly flashed out from both sides,
"lapd!"

"FBI!"

"Raise your hands and don't move!"

"Don't play tricks, put your hands where I can see them."

There are two men in the garage looking in the direction of the garage. The young man is holding a gun in his right hand and seems petrified.

The middle-aged man raised his hands, "Hey, please don't get me wrong, we are just practicing guns at our own home.

Bowen, put that damn pistol down. "

Anthony warned, "Young man, don't be nervous, squat down, put the gun on the ground, and don't make unnecessary movements."

Bowen slowly squatted down and put the pistol on the ground.

Anthony said, "Very well, now stay away from that gun, we need to have a good talk."

Bowen's father said, "Sir, we're just shooting in the garage."

"Gun training is not allowed in residential communities, do as I say."

According to the request, Bowen and his son walked out of the garage with their hands raised.

Luke and Xiao Hei routinely searched the father and son.

Bowen's father was a little dissatisfied, "Hey, this is my family, how can you treat us like this?"

Luke warned, "If you have a gun, don't use it indiscriminately. If you want to practice guns, you can go to the shooting range. Shooting at will in the community has violated the regulations. Do you want to be prosecuted? Or do you want to be kicked out of the community by your neighbors?"

"No, I just heard that my son's school was shot, and I want to teach him some self-protection methods."

Luke asked, "How old is he?"

"17 is old."

"The law stipulates that you can only buy a pistol at the age of 21. Don't you think it's too early?"

"That's my gun, I just wanted to teach him ahead of time."

"Then go to the shooting range next time instead of home, OK?"

"No problem, I won't do it next time. I just heard that there was a shooting at my son's school and I was terrified." Bowen's father said sincerely, "Sir, can we forget it this time? We promise not Repeat."

Luke didn't want to waste time on these trivial matters, "We can leave you guys behind for shooting in the garage, but we need to talk to Bowen."

"Why are you talking to my son? What's the matter?"

Luke flashed his police badge, "I'm Detective Inspector Luke of the Police Detective Bureau. I'm investigating today's shooting. I want to ask Bowen for some information."

"What's going on?" Bowen's father stood in front of his son.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a routine questioning." Luke glanced around, "Are you sure you want us to ask questions in the yard? Let the neighbors also participate in some opinions?"

"Please go in and talk." Bowen's father made a gesture of invitation.

Anthony picked up the revolver in the garage, "Leave this gun to me for safekeeping, and return it when we leave."

Bowen's father was a little hesitant. Seeing Anthony's firm expression, he nodded helplessly, "No problem."

Bowen followed into the house.

Luke has been watching him, a little silent, with his head down most of the time, looking a little shy.

"Bowen, are you studying at Malaboa High School?"

"Yes."

"My brother was also there, and he was in school when the shooting happened.

He called me the first time, and I was also very worried... I can understand your feelings. "Luke changed the topic,
"So don't worry, I've talked to my brother and I want to talk to you and learn more about the shooting."

Hearing Luke's words, Bowen's father calmed down a lot, "Inspector Luke, which class is your brother in?"

"I'm usually busy with work, so I really can't remember clearly." Luke said perfunctorily, saying that the little fat boy was in the same school as the most information he could reveal.

It is impossible to mention the younger brother's class to the other party.

Luke asked, "Bowen, were you at school when the shooting happened?"

Bowen pursed his lips, "Yes, I'm here."

"Where were you?"

"In the classroom."

"Which classroom?"

"I can't remember exactly, and when the gunshots went off, my whole head went crazy."

"I can understand. Please go back carefully. What classes are there in the afternoon and who are you with? If you really can't remember, you can ask them."

After a while, Bowen said, "I'm in the teaching building."

Luke pressed, "Which classroom?"

"Classroom 201."

"Fine," Luke encouraged. "What were you doing when the gunshots rang out? Who was around?"

"I'm reading, I can't remember who is around, I'm used to being alone."

"Can you tell where the gunshot was?"

"The gunshots were close, but I'm not sure where."

"After that, what did you do?"

"As soon as the gunshot rang out, the class and even the whole school were in chaos, and I was also terrified. At first I wanted to hide under the table and wait for rescue, but when I saw my classmates running away, I followed suit."

"What time did you leave school?"

"I don't know, I didn't check the time."

"Where have you been since you left school?"

"I'll go straight home."

"How did you come back?"

"I called my father and asked him to pick me up."

Bowen's father seemed to feel something was wrong, "Inspector Luke, why are you asking in such detail, is there any question?"

"The school's electricity was damaged, and the police can only learn as much as possible about the shooting from the students' descriptions." After Luke explained, he continued to ask,
"Bowen, do you know Fanny?"

"Yes, she is my classmate."

"Are you familiar with it?"

"I don't know how to answer."

"Answer truthfully."

"She likes me."

Anthony showed a surprised expression, "Why do you like Fa?"

Bowen glanced at his father, "She pays close attention to me and likes to peek at me inadvertently. She is often there wherever I appear. Although she didn't say it explicitly, I can feel it."

"Oh, it's normal at this age. It was the same when I was in school. Many girls would give me gifts. Some girls would even plant notes for me and ask me to be together at night..." Xiao Hei rolled his eyes, looking like you understand look like.

Luke interrupted, a little dissatisfied, "Gentlemen, let me ask, OK?"

Xiao Hei stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Of course, you are the boss."

Anthony folded his hands in front of him, expressionless.

Luke continued, "Did you see Fanny when the shooting happened?"

Bowen thought for a while, "I can't remember clearly, the situation at that time was very messy, and she simply liked me, she is not my type, and my dad would not want me to associate with a black man."

Bowen's father said, "nonono, I will not interfere with you. As long as you are happy, remember to wear measures. Young people can try more before they know what they really like."

Bowen was a little surprised, "You didn't say that before."

"Uh..." Bowen's father pondered for a moment, "In the past, I was really strict with you, and I hope you avoid detours. But... I have discovered in the past two years that you are too sensible.

It made me realize that my education might not have been a good fit in some ways.

Sorry, I am also a first-time father..."

"No, you've done a good job." Bowen's eyes were red, "I love you."

"I love you too, son." Bowen's father hugged his son's shoulders, showing a look of relief.

Luke didn't quite have the heart to ruin this warm scene, but out of police duty, he had to say, "Do you know Chad Kleiss?"

Bowen froze for a moment, "We are in the same grade."

"Familiar?"

Bowen shook his head.

"I heard there was a little conflict between you two."

Bowen seemed a little nervous, "He's...not easy to get along with, he likes to run on me, tease me, and touch me."

"Did you tell your father?"

"No, I don't want them to worry."

Bowen's father said, "Son, you should have told me."

Bowen bowed his head and said, "If the parents get involved, the matter may be more troublesome, so I want to handle it myself.

The good news is, I'm a year away from graduating, so I don't have to meet that bastard. "

"Did you see Chad Kleiss when the shooting happened?"

"No."

"You sure."

"Yes, if he was there, I would know."

"Did you go to the third floor of the teaching building before and after the shooting?"

"No."

"sure?"

"Yes."

"Do you know Josie Alyssa?" (Female deceased in toilet on the 3rd floor)
"No."

"Barbara Damb?" (Seriously injured in the corridor on the third floor)
"Uh, she seems to be Chad Kleiss' girlfriend."

Luke wrote in his notebook, "Thank you, the clues you provided are very useful."

"By the way, did you see both of them when the shooting happened?"

"No."

"Sure?"

"Yes."

"Very well, thank you for your assistance." Luke stood up, expecting to say to Bowen's father, "Mr. Pilton, thank you too. Also, stop shooting in residential areas."

"Ok."

Luke asked seemingly casually, "Bowen, did you want to learn how to shoot because of the shooting? Or was your father worried about safety and wanted to teach you?"

Bowen said, "It's what I want to learn."

Afterwards, Luke and his party left the house.

Bowen and his son sent Luke and others outside the house.

Anthony returned the revolver to Bowen's father, and looked at Bowen who was beside him, "Now your father agrees. Will you date Fanny?"

Bowen thought for a while, "I don't know yet, she is more mature than I imagined, and I may take the initiative to talk to her when I go to school to confirm her thoughts."

Anthony stared at him, "You have no chance."

"Why?" Bowen squeezed out a smile, "Do you want to compete with me?"

"Fanny is dead."

Bowen's smile restrained, "Are you kidding me?"

"As much as I like to joke around, it's never a joke in this kind of thing.

Not only is Fanny dead, Chad and Chad's girlfriend Barbara who had a conflict with you were both shot, and three of the four victims were acquaintances of yours, which is why the FBI asked you to talk. "

Bowen's father blocked his son and glared at Anthony, "What do you mean? What are you implying? Make it clear."

Luke separated the two, "Mr. Pilton, this is just a routine inquiry.

Anthony, you go back to the car first. "

Anthony glanced at Bowen, "You can't fool me, we will meet again."

Bowen's father shouted, "Get out of my house, I don't care who you are? If you dare to threaten my son again, I will not treat you politely."

Luke tried to persuade, but the attitude of the father and son had changed, and they were very resistant. It was useless to say more at this time, and he also got in the car and left.

After getting in the car, Luke asked, "Anthony, we just said that this inquiry should be based on me? Why did you anger the Bowens?"

"My colleague died."

"I know, and I'm also very sad, but it doesn't make any sense to anger their father and son. Without enough evidence, it is impossible for Bowen to admit it. It will only expose the police's intentions in advance."

Anthony said, "If Bowen is not the murderer, it doesn't matter if he is exposed.

If Bowen is the murderer, he has been on alert since he was found.I don't see any difference. "

"You are right. There is indeed no difference in Bowen's side, but Bowen's father has. If we want to question Bowen, his guardian needs to be present. If Bowen's father becomes resistant, it will bring certain difficulties to the interrogation .”

Anthony glanced back at Luke. "You can say it, but I have other reasons for doing it."

"what reason?"

"Have you ever heard of microexpressions?"

"of course."

"People's emotions will affect their expressions. Even if they try their best to restrain themselves, there will be subtle changes. The greater the emotional fluctuations in the heart, the greater the changes in expression.

That's why I'm giving the Bowens a hard hit.

I had been watching Bowen's expression just now, and there was fear on his face, not surprise.

You must know that Chad Klesse has been bullying him, and now he may be pleasantly surprised and frightened when he hears the news of his death, but I only see fear on his face, not surprise.

This means that he should have known about it before. "

Luke recalled the reaction of Bowen and his son, "What was his father's mood at that time?"

"Anger." Anthony analyzed, "His father's reaction was normal, and he probably didn't know that his son was the murderer of the shooting."

Luke asked curiously, "How accurate is your micro-expression judgment?"

"Depending on the situation, it is also divided into people."

"Be specific."

"If the suspect is not mentally prepared, the effect will be better, but if the suspect is already mentally prepared, and even simulated the FBI interview scene, the effect may be mediocre.

If it is facing experienced criminals or people with rich experience and strong psychological quality, the effect will be worse. "

Xiao Hei is also more interested in micro-expressions, "If it is for ordinary people, how accurate is it?"

"If it is a rookie with a simple mind and simple experience, if the other party is not prepared in advance, the accuracy rate is about [-] to [-]%. Just like just now, I know that kid is lying."

"What if you are facing an experienced and mentally prepared criminal with a high IQ?"

Anthony thought for a while, "Half and half."

Luke "..."

Xiao Hei "..."

Anthony spread his hands, "What kind of expression do you have, the people involved can't all be wily and calculating guys.

Most of the clues and evidence in the case are obtained from the mouth of the accessory. The investigation of the case is easy first and then difficult. Obtaining evidence from the mouth of the accessory can also convict the principal criminal.

The sooner investigators find problems, the easier it is to solve the case.

This is a very useful technique. "

Xiao Hei seemed a little moved, "Is it difficult to learn micro-expressions?"

"This kind of thing divides people."

"Can you teach me some tricks?"

Anthony smiled, "I can consider it when you resign from the Los Angeles Police Department."

Xiao Hei "..."

Immediately, Anthony looked to the back row, "Luke, what did you find out? Don't tell me you've been asking for a long time and got nothing."

Luke thought for a while, "I also think Bowen has a problem."

"Like?"

"I felt something was wrong at the beginning, why would their father and son practice guns in the garage.

Now the bullets are all smokeless gunpowder, but there will still be a "smoke reaction" after shooting. Gunpowder residue escapes from the end of the barrel, and gunpowder particles can be detected on fingers, arms, and clothes.

Originally, I wanted to take Bowen to do a gunpowder appraisal after the inquiry was over, but it was pointless now.

Even if it was detected that there was gunpowder residue on his body, he could still use the excuse that it was left during gunpowder practice. "

Anthony shrugged, "Fair."

Luke took another bullet out of his pocket, "I found this near Bowen's house.

It may be a stray bullet from shooting, the marksmanship is simply worse than Marcus. "

Xiao Hei: "..."

Anthony looked noncommittal, "It's a little surprise."

　It may be that my body has been overdrawn recently, and I couldn't bear it last night. After writing nearly 2 words in Chapter [-], my mind became confused and I couldn't open my eyes.

　　After a good night's sleep, I feel more refreshed.

　　When I woke up in the morning, I immediately typed, checked what I wrote last night, and felt dissatisfied.

　　Although I am also anxious to update, but I don't feel it when I look at it, so I can only delete it and write it again.

　　The update is late, I hope everyone will take care of it.

　　As long as the outline is smoothed out and the quality is guaranteed, the running platform will try to update it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)