LA Detective

Chapter 401 Who Are You (Happy New Year Everyone!)
"Boom!" sounded.

A strong air current almost knocked Luke away.

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

If so, it is also buzzing in both ears and temporary deafness.

In order to avoid a second explosion, Luke hurriedly called 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 it took a full minute 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.

Those who were injured were all police officers from the Southern Precinct, and Luke couldn't do nothing.

He took over the scene of the explosion, leaving a few people to guard the surroundings, and took 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...

At that time, a total of eight police officers entered, 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 unattended, even if it cannot be burned, it will be suffocated to death by the 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, Detective Dave Gary, who was more familiar with Luke, was also seriously injured, covered in blood, with broken arms and legs, and a fractured chest.

Luke looked at the other party with fear 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 could 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 blatant provocation.

Things got bigger.

The nature is also different.

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

Besides attracting the hatred of the police, what good can it do?
Could it be to injure the police officers investigating the case, thus affecting the investigation progress of the case.

Or maybe it's just pure revenge.

"Woooo..."

A siren sounded.

Several cars with FBI logos were parked at the door.

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

Leading the FBI is an old acquaintance, Agent Anthony.

"Luke, why are you here?"

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

How about you? "

"I'm investigating the robbery of a painting. I'm here for Inspector Dave Galli. How is he?"

"He suffered serious injuries and was just loaded into an ambulance."

"It's a pity, I still want to exchange some clues with him." Anthony's face changed slightly, shaking his head and sighing.

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 for the robbers. 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?"

"These robbers are very professional and I suspect they may be roaming, probably in other cities or states.

I'm having a search 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." It's 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's 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 the senior officials of the Southern Branch 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 officials 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 are not happy, drink it. The fat house happy water is not called for nothing.

Xiao Hei still couldn't help 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 Patrol Jens Jauregui. This is not the first time they have killed a policeman."

Luke said thoughtfully, "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 case of the murder of the policeman, the investigation will focus on the case of the robbery of the oil painting. As long as this group of robbers can be caught, the case of the murder of the policeman may be solved by itself.

Immediately, Luke rearranged the mission.

The focus of the investigation is 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 kept together with the pistol in the vault of the Gray couple's home. 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 Getty Museum is still exhibiting normally, and a few armed security guards can be seen not far away. Obviously, because of the robbery of the oil painting, the museum is in dire straits.

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 fact that the robbers can set up an ambush in advance means that they already know the exact time and location of the 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 suspect the police easily, the $20 found in Jens Jauregui's warehouse and the floor plan of the museum all showed that this possibility was extremely high.

Potter thought deeply, "If Jens Jauregui was the insider, why was he killed? Was it because the spoils were not evenly distributed?"

Luke has also thought about this question. Jens Jauregui was killed on the night of December 12, and the oil painting was robbed in the early morning of December 25. 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 leak the news and kill people.

There is also a possibility that the robbers obtained the transportation route of the oil paintings 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 museum's security measures.

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 of the Robbery and Murder Division, and you are also in charge of investigating the theft of oil paintings?"

Luke asked, "Do you know Jens Jauregui?"

"No."

Luke took out a photo of Jens Jauregui, "He's a patrolman, and he worked as a part-time security guard at your place before."

"Sorry, I was so busy that I lost my head, and recently hired a lot of 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're here at 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."

"Would Jens Jauregui have access to the shipping routes of the paintings?"

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

"Does anyone know?"

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

Seeing that the other party hesitated, Luke changed the phrase, "I need a list of all the security personnel in your museum."

"OK." Shukri Brad agreed.

While this is broader in scope, it is less specific.

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 Jauregui, which also recorded the other party's current position as a patrolman of the Southern Branch.

He continued to check and saw a familiar name.

Dave Galli!

Occupation: The night shift police detective of the Southern Bureau, detective chief.

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 Dave Gary 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 police officers were just buried with Dave Gali.

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

Luke looked at Shukri Brad, "Can Dave 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 consultant."

From this point of view, it is more likely that Dave Galli was able to get in touch with the transportation route of the oil painting, and it is more likely that he was the ghost arranged by the robbers in the museum.

What about Jens Jauregui?
What role did he play in it?
I am afraid that only Dave Galli knows about this matter.

The silence of the robbers just shows his importance.

……

night.

Bonnet 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 wrapped around his body, his right hand was still receiving infusion, and he was staring at the roof with dull eyes.

It hurts, but at least he's alive.

Why is there a bomb in the box?
That's not what I said before.

Those ungrateful bastards 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 hatred!
There was an extremely slight "squeak".

The door opened.

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

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

She walked to Davo Gary's hospital bed, took a look at him, took out a syringe and a medicine bottle from her pocket, stuck the needle tube into the medicine bottle and sucked 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 year.

　　I wish you all wishes come true, good health and wealth in the new year!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)