LA Detective

Chapter 406
50-year-old age, 40-year-old face, if it is properly maintained.

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 also 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 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 for people 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 investigate in depth without evidence.

This is not in compliance.

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

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

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

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

The following cars also had different collisions.

Luke and Jackson also got out of the police car.

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

A man in a white coat was pressing on the patient's chest and had no time to pay attention to him.

Giorgi, a suspect in the painting robbery.

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

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

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

"Boom!"

Ahead, inside a Ford SUV, Anthony, who was sitting in the co-pilot, buckled up his body armor, cursing, "Fuck, this bastard actually found out!
What are you idiots doing?
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. "

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

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

Suddenly, the Mercedes-Benz stopped abruptly.

The Mercedes-Benz didn't seem to expect to be blocked, caught off guard, the car lost control, drifted out of the lane and hit the guardrail on the right.

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.

Luke and Jackson hurried to catch up.

"fuck!

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

Albus Stone is already 80 years old, and it is normal to have an illness. As for whether it has reached the point where he cannot see guests, it is unknown.

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

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."

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

This old man is 80 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.

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

"boom!"

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

"Bang!" A sound.

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

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

Luke smiled, "It's a good thing I'm here, otherwise, this guy would have escaped right under your nose."

"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.

Mrs. 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?"

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

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.

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

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

Luke was also embarrassed to stay here and left the villa with Jackson.

At this time, Luke also came 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.

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

……

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

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

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

Luke didn't feel like following a car like the police. "Follow."

"boom!"

……

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

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

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.

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

Luke followed to see who they were arresting, but he didn't think about taking credit, so he didn't need to take the risk to chase them quickly, as long as he followed steadily behind.

The car stopped at the intersection of traffic lights, and suddenly, a black Mercedes-Benz flashed past at an extremely fast speed in front of it.

What a big fish.

Mrs. Stone burst into the room, shouting, "Doctor John, what is the matter with my husband? You must revive him!"

Anthony's face became even uglier. They did find Giorgi first, but they were caught by Luke instead.

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

Mr. passed out again. "

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

"Bang!", the rear of the Mercedes-Benz hit the front of the FBI car.

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

Luke didn't plan to leave without seeing the rightful owner, who knows if he is guilty, "Mrs. Stone, these robbers are very dangerous, and several police officers have been killed by them.

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..."

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

The yard is magnificent, although the area is not as large as the manor, but it is far larger than ordinary villas, Jackson rang the doorbell as usual, explained his purpose, and was ushered into the villa.

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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

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

Jackson handcuffed Giorgi and searched him.

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

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

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

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

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

Please sit down. "

"Come again."

Then there was a burst of shouting and cursing.

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

"lapd! Don't move!"

"We won't bother for long."

After several consecutive electric shocks, everyone held their breath.

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

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

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

"Fuck!"

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

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

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

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.

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.

Luke repeated what he said to Ruth Morgan, but this time it was replaced by Eke Schaffer's work.

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

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

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

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

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

Giorgi's left face was pinned to the ground, and the right face showed a look of panic, and he muttered, "Don't shoot, I don't have a weapon!
Please, don't shoot. "

Seeing that Georgi's speed did not slow down, Luke knew that the other party was desperate.

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

Several cars with flashing lights followed suit.

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

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

Luke recognized each other immediately.

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

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

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

As soon as Jackson stepped on the accelerator, he accelerated and slammed directly into it.

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

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

Luke and Jackson got up and left.

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

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

U-turn!

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

After a few FBI cars backed out from the alley, they were a little dazed and didn't know where to chase them. When they heard the siren, they followed suit.

Damn it, it's these idiots who 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, he could only say that things are impermanent.

(End of this chapter)