Los Angeles Detective

Chapter 597 Politicians’ faces

New York, near Central Park.

A black Chevrolet SUV parked on the side of the road, and Luke and Aamir Khan got out of the car.

Luke looked at a building towering into the sky next to him, "Are you sure the deceased Grace Bloomberg's family lives here?"

Amir Khan covered his forehead with his right hand and looked up, and said with envy, "Yes, everyone in New York knows that the mayor and his wife live here."

"Sorry, I'm only half a New Yorker." Luke shook his head. He couldn't figure out why a rich man would live in such a high apartment building. "I still prefer the architectural style of Los Angeles."

“Man, this is the Central Park Building, next to Central Park, and surrounded by the most prosperous areas in New York.

 Don’t doubt the vision of these rich people. "Amir Khan pointed to the heights, "It is said that the top floor of the building exceeds 250 million US dollars, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. "

Luke understands that every inch of land is valuable, but he still can’t understand how to spend $250 million to live on a piece of land with other people. “Okay, let’s take a look at how luxurious this mansion is.”

 Amir Khan rubbed his hands, “I’m looking forward to it too.

If it weren’t for the investigation, I probably wouldn’t even be qualified to look at houses in my life. You know, buying such a luxury house requires tens of millions of dollars in agency fees alone. "

Hearing Aamir Khan's words, Luke felt a little uncomfortable, because his villa in Los Angeles happened to be worth 10 million US dollars. For the top rich, his house was just an agency fee for people to buy real estate. This is what he and The gap between the top rich.

Luke changed the subject and said, "By the way, why didn't Michael come and asked you to come instead?"

 Aamir Khan raised his eyebrows, "Because I am the FBI's top criminal profiler.

 Sometimes, I don’t need to ask or tell. I can judge many problems just by looking at the other person’s attitude, behavior or tone of voice.

 Michael does not have such ability.

The person we are talking to this time is the mayor of New York. Michael cannot ask questions without any scruples like he would with an ordinary person.

 Otherwise, even if he catches the murderer, it will be difficult for him to get promoted again. "

Luke smiled and said, "I asked you why Michael didn't come and let you brag about yourself."

 “I’m not bragging, I’m just telling the truth.”

 “Well, I hope you are as good as you say.”

 Amir Khan nodded to Luke, "I've always been great."

"I think you can shut up." Luke was speechless and quickened his pace.

 “Ding dong…”

 The elevator door opened.

  Luke and the two walked into the elevator.

There was a young elevator waitress standing in the elevator, nodding slightly, "Gentlemen, which floor do you want to go to?"

 Luke glanced at Aamir Khan.

 Aamir Khan replied, “The 130th floor.”

“Sir, do you have a reservation? The 130th floor is a single-family elevator, and I don’t have permission.”

“Yes, we have made an appointment, my name is Aamir Khan.”

"Wait a moment." The elevator attendant picked up the phone in the elevator, dialed a number, and after confirming, pressed the button for the 130th floor.

 The elevator moves upwards very quickly and steadily.

 After a while.

 “Ding dong…” The elevator door opened.

Two men in black suits stood outside the door, looking at Luke and Aamir Khan.

Amir Khan showed his ID and said, "FBI, we are here to see Mr. Nasi Bloomberg."

One of the men in black made an inviting gesture, "Please come with me."

  Luke put on slippers outside and entered the room under the leadership of bodyguards.

The living room of the house is large, very bright, and very luxuriously decorated.

The man in black said, "Two of you, please wait a moment, Mr. Naci Bloomberg will be here soon."

Luke nodded and walked to the tall floor-to-ceiling windows. The view outside the window was extremely broad. Not only could he see Central Park, but also half of New York City. It felt like he could see all the mountains at once.

 Amir Khan also came over and said, "You know?

This is the tallest residential building in the world. From here you can overlook the most prosperous area of ​​New York and you can also see the sea in the distance.

 Let your mind and vision become broader.

This kind of feeling cannot be brought by low-rise residences. "

　　"Da da..." Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a white man walked into the living room.

 The man is about fifty years old, of medium build, and looks a little tired.

 “Sorry to keep you waiting, I just finished the video conference.”

Amir Khan walked up to him and said, "Hello, Mr. Nasi Bloomberg, I am FBI agent Amir Khan, and this is FBI criminal investigation expert Consultant Li."

Naci Bloomberg sat on the sofa and pointed to the opposite side, "Please sit down, please. What would you like to drink?"

“No, thank you.” Luke’s base is in Los Angeles, and the mayor of New York has the least influence on him.

He went straight to the point, "Mr. Bloomberg, we are very sorry about your wife.

 We at the FBI are fully investigating the case. We came here today to ask some questions about your wife. "

Nasi Bloomberg sighed, “I didn’t expect this to happen.

 After hearing the news, I felt like the sky was falling.

  She is very important to me. We have been married for more than ten years and have always loved each other deeply.

 After I confirmed the news, I almost fainted.

 I was ready to go to the scene immediately...but was stopped by someone. Naci Bloomberg spread his hands and said helplessly, "If I am photographed at the scene or go to the police station, the news of my wife's murder will be hidden."

 So, even if I want to see her again, I have to restrain myself, for the sake of New York. ” ˆ ˆ Luke felt that this was a bit exaggerated. Grace Bloomberg’s death might have a certain impact on the tranquility of New York City, but if Grace Bloomberg really loved his wife, he would definitely I will still rush to the scene.

 After all, family is the most important thing to America.

Of course, Luke has no intention of delving into whether the words of these politicians are not high-sounding, and which family members are the most important. Everything must be questioned in the face of interests.

“Mr. Bloomberg, we’d like to ask you some questions about your wife.”

 “Okay, you can ask.”

 “When was the last time you saw Grace Bloomberg?”

“At seven o’clock in the evening on October 3rd, we will have dinner together at home.”

 “Is there anything unusual about Grace Bloomberg at that time?”

  “I didn’t see it.

However, we were not very happy during that meal. We had a quarrel, and then she left angrily. "

 “How did she leave?”

 “In her red Porsche sports car.”

“Why did you two quarrel?”

“She wanted me to go to Hawaii with her on vacation, but I had work to do and couldn’t leave.

  She was very unhappy and felt that I did not value her.

 I have been very busy at work recently and under a lot of pressure, so I got into a fight.

 She slammed the door and left the house. Naci Bloomberg sighed, took off his glasses and wiped them, "After that, I called her, but her cell phone couldn't be reached. I thought she was still angry. Who knows...

 I regret it very much now…

 My work is very important, but my family is more important. I should accompany her on the trip. Maybe this kind of thing will not happen..."

Luke touched his chin. He vaguely saw signs that the other party was lying, "Has your wife offended anyone recently?"

“Not as far as I know. She is a very simple person and easy to get along with. Her friends like her very much.

 I can’t think of anyone who would do such a terrible thing to her. "

Luke felt that he still didn’t mean what he said, “What does your wife do? Has she ever had any conflicts with others at work?”

“She is a director of a company under my name, and she often participates in some charity work. These are very simple tasks, and she gets along very well with the staff. I don’t think there is any connection between the two.”

 “Could her death be related to your work?”

 Nasi Bloomberg pondered for a moment and shook his head, "I don't think so."

 “Then do you have any enemies?”

 “Wow...this is a bit complicated to say.

I have many competitors, both in business and politics...

However, I don’t think they would do such a low-level thing, because not only will it not defeat me, it will also make me tougher. "

Luke continued, “After Grace Bloomberg was killed, her arm was chopped off by the murderer. Do you know why?”

 “Cut off the arm!

Damn pervert..." Naci Bloomberg seemed to have thought of something, "Bloody Mike, isn't this his way of committing crimes? That pervert made New York a mess a few years ago. "

Aamir Khan reminded, "Sir, the FBI arrested Bloody Mike five years ago. He is now in a New York prison and it is impossible for him to commit another crime."

Luke said, "Mr. Bloomberg, the FBI will review the Bloody Mike matter.

 What I want to ask now is, is there anything special about your wife’s arm? "

“My wife’s fingers are very beautiful, and she is very good at playing the piano.” Naci Bloomberg pointed to a black piano on the right side of the living room. “Whenever she is in a good mood, she will play a song.

And every time she attends a party, the host of the party will ask her to perform the piano.

 She is well-known in the circle. "

Luke asked, “So, do you think Grace Bloomberg’s arms were brutally cut off by the murderer because she was good at playing the piano?”

 Nasi Bloomberg spread his hands and said, “I don’t know either.”

  Luke stopped asking and recalled the previous conversation between the two. Although Naci Bloomberg kept answering questions, he did not provide any valuable clues.

 A very typical politician's face.

  Luke said to Amir Khan on the side, "Contact Michael and see if there is any progress in his investigation."

Amir Khan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Naci Bloomberg, then stood up, walked aside and made a phone call.

Nasi Bloomberg looked at Luke.

Luke said, "Mr. Bloomberg, I am not a politician or a rich man, and I am not interested in things in your circle.

 I know that you have concealed something and even lied about some issues.

 I don’t want to delve into it, and I don’t want to find out something I shouldn’t know.

 But if we check nothing, it is likely to delay the investigation progress of the case.

 So, I need a name, someone you think may be helpful to the case. "

Nasi Bloomberg stared at Luke and pondered for a long time, "Mia Carioca.

 She is my wife's friend.

 After we had a fight, she often went to Mia Carioca to talk to her.

 Perhaps she will know something. "

 (End of this chapter)