LA Detective

Chapter 410 Appearance
Robbery Murder Division.

trial room.

A black woman with a ponytail was sitting on the interrogation chair, her big eyes rolling around.

This case can be big or small, and he must find a way to save himself, and the premise of self-help is to have a good relationship with the interrogating police detective.

She is a detective who has seen people from all walks of life and all kinds of people, and she is very accurate in seeing people.

Captain Marcus, who arrested her last night, was not a difficult person to get along with. As long as he had a good relationship with him, he should be able to get a good plea agreement.

She puffed out her chest and thought she was charming, and it was not difficult to get on good terms with Captain Marcus.

"Squeak..."

A door knock interrupted her thoughts.

Marcus and Luke walked into the interrogation room.

Michelle Harold "…"

An angry look appeared on Mrs. Stone's face, "You ruined his wake, and I will sue you."

Mrs. Stone said solemnly, "Sorry, I take back what I just said, and I won't sue you.

"cash."

"Has Mr. Stone bought a painting recently?"

"Sitting in a wheelchair and wearing a ventilator, he would be panting after a few words, looking like he was about to die.

Luke would think of the scene of his last visit. Albus Stone’s bedroom has a full set of detection equipment and rescue equipment, as well as doctors and nurses. If there is any abnormality in Albus Stone’s body, they should be able to The first time I found out that once the rescue was carried out, it would be a lot of trouble, and it would definitely not be safe.

The ponytailed black girl showed a smile, "Captain Marcus, you are finally here."

"Yes, we did some investigation into the robbery of the oil painting, and after talking with the security guard who transported the oil painting, we basically found out the condition of the oil painting before it was robbed, and then we went to the employer to report the situation.

"Have you had any contact with him before?"

"Navis Detective Agency."

Mrs. Stone looked at the photo carefully, pointed to Michelle Harold and said, "I know her.

"Okay, but I have a few questions, I hope you can help me answer them."

Michelle Harold showed a tangled look.

"Captain Marcus, I admit to impersonating an Detective from the Robbery and Murder Division, and I regret my actions.

Please don't apply for a search warrant, I don't want my husband to go unsafe, let alone embarrass him. "

Luke said coldly, "I feel very sorry for Mr. Stone's death, and I don't want to disturb his wake.

Luke leads the team to Albus Stone's house.

"Whose commission did you accept? Did you take over the commission through the Navis Detective Agency?"

Luke slowed down and walked to the freezer to check. There was an old man lying in the freezer. He was a white man with a peaceful expression. It was the man he saw resuscitating on the hospital bed that day.

"My husband likes to collect and also likes oil paintings. He has a lot of oil paintings. Some are kept in the bank, some are lent to museum exhibitions, some are at home, and some are given to the children. It is very messy.

Xiao Hei wished he could stick his head into his crotch.

Luke put down his coffee cup and said, "What's the commission?"

"He is dead, is there anything more important than this?"

Fortunately, the old man was still alive. "

"of course."

"who?"

"No.

"I...we pretended to be detectives from the Robbery and Murder Division. We are willing to cooperate with the investigation, but we will not kill people.

Xiao Hei asked, "Why did you pretend to be a robber and murder the police detective?"

We will consider giving you a favorable plea agreement. "

really dead?

"nonono, please don't do this." Mrs. Stone's face changed drastically, and she pulled Luke aside, "what are you going to do?
My husband is dead, and you have to search his mourning hall.

"Would you like to identify him?"

"Do you know the whereabouts of those ten oil paintings?"

I won't sue anyone.

Inquiring about which oil paintings were robbed, the state and packaging of the oil paintings is most likely to determine the authenticity of the oil paintings and whether they were dropped in the middle.

"No."

Mrs. Stone looked more carefully, shook her head, "No."

Mrs. Stone's eyes were red, and she choked up, "Detective, I don't want to talk about this right now.

What I said is real. "

"Cough." Xiao Hei coughed lightly, and returned to the topic, "Do you know why you were arrested?"

Luke took out the professor's criminal investigation sketch, "Do you know him?"

"I don't know, but it's hard for us to refuse a big employer."

"Are you sure?"

Two days ago, my husband felt the calling of God, and the equipment was removed, and the doctors and nurses also left. "

"What was the exact time of Mr. Stone's death?"

Michelle Harold showed panic on her black face, looked at Captain Marcus at the side, saw that the other party just shrugged, and didn't express anything else, took a deep breath,

"What do you want for Christmas next year? I'll have it mailed to you."

"We're investigating the getty painting robbery."

"Although according to the contract, the detective cannot disclose the content of the commission...but I am willing to assist you.

Luke secretly thought, if I really want to wait for you to send him away, why should I check?

Luke took out several criminal investigation sketch portraits, including the portrait of the professor, "Is there anyone you know here?"

My husband met her before he died. "

"Do you know anything else about Albus Stone?"

"Did Mr. Stone see any visitors in the days before his death?"

But I can assure you that we didn't hurt anyone or take advantage of our identities as detectives. "

"Can the sentence be reduced?"

What does a dying man's laborious hired detective investigate a painting?
Could it be... silence!
Luke was full of questions, but he couldn't ask a dead man.

"Where is the body of Mr. Albus Stone?"

"I don't know. My husband was the only one present."

Xiao Hei pouted, "We are from the Robbery and Murder Department. If you didn't kill anyone, why did we arrest you?"

Luke boldly guessed that this employer was probably one of the oil painting buyers or potential buyers.

Also, I don't like being threatened. "

"Michelle Harold."

"Was there anyone else around when he saw you?"

"Misunderstanding?" Xiao Hei frowned slightly, dissatisfied with this statement, and directly covered a big hat, "Murder is not a misunderstanding, are you ready to spend the rest of your life in prison?"

Near noon.

"According to the contract, I cannot disclose the identity of my employer, which is a taboo in the detective industry.

The employer asked us to learn as much as possible about the painting robbery, for example, whose painting was the stolen painting?The title of the painting?Package?Waiting for various details. "

"How did he die?"

"Was the doctor present when Mr. Albus Stone left?"

"No, he talked to us alone. At that time, I was also thinking, this old man is sick, why didn't he find an agent?"

"The last time you saw him, what was he like?" Luke suspected that the old man was pretending to be sick.

"What is his relationship with your husband?"

Mrs. Stone looked at Luke and shook her head, "He left in his sleep and walked peacefully."

Michelle Harold frowned slightly, "This also needs to be kept secret."

"heart failure."

Marcus glanced at Luke and saw that Luke was sitting on the side drinking coffee. He didn't mean to speak. He cleared his throat and continued, "Hey, I need to ask you a few questions."

Luke took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Jackson, you can apply for a search warrant."

Luke looked at the other person's expression carefully before continuing to ask, "What does Mr. Stone have to do with the Getty Museum oil painting robbery?"

Michelle Harold hesitated to speak, "I think... there may be some misunderstanding."

Luke walked to the old woman and comforted, "Ma'am, I am very sorry for the passing of Mr. Stone."

"Who was the first to find out?"

"As far as I know, it doesn't matter. He is already terminally ill, and he doesn't have that kind of leisure at all."

Michelle Harold licked her thick lips, her eyes flickered, and after pondering for a long time, she said, "Albus Stone."

"Yes." Michelle Harold responded and asked, "Are you already investigating him?"

Luke looked under the table, and saw a familiar figure, to be exact, he had only seen him once, Mrs. Stone.

There were many people who participated in the wake ceremony sitting under the table. Some mourned silently, some held a book and read with their heads down, and some sat quietly in the corner with a coffee cup.

"How did he find you?"

"How to pay?"

"What made him make up his mind?"

"I admit I was at fault, but we didn't kill people."

"What did they talk about?"

"I."

"Why did Mr. Stone suddenly give up the rescue?"

The contents of the entrustment are related to the purpose of the employer.

"It wasn't sudden. He had already had a similar idea, but he only made up his mind two days ago."

"What's your name?"

"No, the customer did not issue a commission through Navis Detective Agency, but a private commission, and contacted me directly."

Moreover, the other party did not trust the professor very much.

Now I just want to quietly wait by his side and send him away. "

"No.

"Yes."

What brain circuit is this?

"Do you know why Albus Stone hired you to investigate the painting situation?"

"Where are the oil paintings that Mr. Stone used to collect?"

Mrs. Stone shook her head, "His condition is so serious that it is almost impossible to treat him anymore. It is not so much that he voluntarily gave up treatment, it is better to say that he wanted to go to a peaceful place and voluntarily gave up rescue."

"Michelle, I like this name. My mother used to raise a puppet cat with this name. It has a V-shaped head, big eyes, and a long tail. The only drawback is that it tends to shed hair. "

"I really don't know, it's the first time I've seen her."

Luke asked, "Mr. Stone died in the villa?"

……

When Luke walked to the gate of the courtyard, the white man asked in a deep voice, "Sir, are you also here to attend Mr. Albus Stone's wake ceremony?"

This is too coincidental.

"11:30 last night."

"contacting via phone."

"My children and I, when we found out, his heartbeat had stopped and he was walking peacefully."

"Killed?" Michelle Harold was not calm anymore, a little at a loss, "We didn't kill anyone."

"In his big villa, this is the first time I've seen a villa as big as the yard."

"It's okay, I can't sleep."

"last night."

"Even if he is dead, the case is still not over."

"do not know."

"Hey." Xiao Hei smiled, "You have no chance, I'm married.

Marcus smiled awkwardly, "How did you sleep last night?"

Michelle Harold looked embarrassed, and secretly glanced at Captain Marcus at the side.

"Pretending to be a policeman is not a misunderstanding.

Luke said, "It is because of this occasion that I ask you to talk alone.

Mr. Stone is involved in a major criminal case, and I would like to ask you for some information. "

"Have."

That white guy is in another interrogation room, you know what I mean. "

He is likely to be the buyer of the robbed painting.

"Just ask."

"I would like to help you, but if you have this attitude, I'm afraid you will spend Christmas in prison next year."

"What's wrong?"

Luke took out a few photos, including Michelle Harold's photo, "Is there anyone you know here?"

"do not know."

Luke "..."

"California 'Buffett'?" Luke thought of the old man who was rescued by the electric shock device lying on the hospital bed.

What do you make your guests think?
This is disrespectful to my husband. "

I came to investigate today, precisely because I am responsible for him.

This also coincides with the content of his commission.

However, if you plead guilty with a good attitude, you can provide us with some valuable clues.

The stolen oil paintings cannot be appraised openly.

While talking, the white man took Luke into the villa. On the west side of the villa yard, a sunshade and a table were set up. On the table were Albus Stone's portrait and a transparent glass freezer, and the speaker next to it was playing Melodious and slow music.

"Have you completed the commission?"

"Why are you investigating this? Who are you?"

Although the answer was serious, it always felt that the other party was showing off his wealth.

Luke thought he had heard it wrong, and glanced at Marcus, who winked and laughed, knowing that he was repeating his old habit.

"What are you talking about? Do you think this occasion is appropriate?" Mrs. Stone asked in a low voice, quite dissatisfied in her tone.

As soon as I got out of the car, I felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. The courtyard door of the villa was open, and there was a white man standing at the door, wearing a black suit, black tie, and a white flower on his chest.

Also lazy to expose him.

My husband just passed away...

"determine."

Luke frowned, is he really dead?
"When did Mr. Albus Stone die?"

Luke said seriously, "I want the identity of the employer."

At the same time, I am also willing to cooperate with your investigation, hoping to give me a favorable plea agreement, and I will cooperate with you well. "

"Who is the client?"

"Willing to serve you...Captain Marcus."

Compared with the whereabouts of the oil painting, the employer is more interested in the condition of the oil painting when it was robbed, so we will ask the security guard who escorted the oil painting to find out the situation. "

"Who was there?"

"Then why did he find you?"

Does that mean the employer knows the whereabouts of the painting?
The identity of the employer is not difficult to guess.

Marcus smiled, "You are not the only one who was arrested.

I seldom asked questions before, and I need to make statistics. Now I can't give you an accurate answer. "

Luke "..."

"Which detective agency?"

If it was for the reward offered by the Getty Museum, it should be to inquire about the whereabouts of the oil painting, but the content of the commission from the employer is not the same, which is interesting.

Michelle Harold breathed a sigh of relief, "I will, and I apologize again for the murder of the detective in the fake robbery."

"Mrs. Stone, I want to speak to you alone."

"Still in the villa, and will transfer to the church in the afternoon, where the memorial ceremony will be held."

"I do not recognize."

"Mr. Stone gave up the treatment on his own initiative?"

"Has your employer commissioned you to find oil paintings?"

"Where is the meeting place?"

"We are detectives."

I even doubted at one point whether he would survive until we completed the commission. "

The police is a sacred profession, the crime of impersonating a policeman is very serious, at least one to two years in prison, are you ready? "

"No."

"do not know."

"Do I have a choice?"

"No."

Does it have anything to do with me?

Knowing Michelle Harold but not the Professor doesn't fit the speculation?

Wasn't Albus Stone the buyer?
So why did he investigate the robbery of the painting?

Luke came to Albus Stone's house just to inquire, but the other party was dead.

Let the doubts in Luke's heart not decrease but increase.

(End of this chapter)