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Locke quickly thought of a possibility. The scavenger was at the scene from the beginning, and the gunman had made some preparations in advance.

This speculation made Locke feel numb, and the scene of the bodyguard taking poison and committing suicide when Hei Lu Dan interrogated the “doctor” bodyguard appeared in his mind.

The control of the “doctor” over his subordinates was chilling. He could even let the sniper carry out a suicide attack. He had prepared for the counterattack in advance.

Locke closed his eyes and recalled the memory of the gunman in his mind. The gunman wore a bulletproof helmet. The sniper rifle did not use a bracket, but was directly padded with sandbags, so there was no trace of bracket wear on the edge of the roof.

He opened his eyes and looked at the floor again. If he guessed correctly, a waterproof mat was laid under the gunman’s feet to cover footprints and other traces.

After his bullet entered the gunman’s face, it was blocked by the bulletproof helmet, so no penetrating injury was caused, and the brain and blood did not spray out. The gunman finally fell directly on the waterproof mat.

But the scavenger was right next to him, and he immediately put the gunman into a body bag, and then further cleaned up the scene.

Only in this way can we make it in time.

It should be like this!

After figuring out why the traces were cleaned up in such a short time, Locke felt relieved.

He was still very confident in his profession. Suddenly he found that his colleagues had done something that he couldn’t do, so he inevitably wanted to compete.

Where did the body go?

In such a short time, it is impossible to dissolve the body. Dissolving the body will definitely leave traces. Where is the body hidden?

Locke turned around and looked around the rooftop. His eyes swept over the huge air-conditioning air intakes, water pipes, water tanks, distribution boxes and other buildings one by one. The police detective bureau should have checked these places.

So Locke walked around the edge of the top floor. There should be two scavengers. It is not so easy for one person to move the body. The scavengers’ physical fitness is not so good.

When he went around the inside of the building, Locke’s eyes condensed. There was actually a crane here.

This crane should be used for daily maintenance and aerial work of the building. There are two thick steel pipes on the inside of the building. The crane is connected to the steel pipes and can move along the building.

Locke’s mind moved, and he instantly thought of the way the scavenger left and the body disappeared. No wonder the video downstairs did not capture the scavenger.

At this time, Locke heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head and found that Tom Williams was walking towards this side with Sophia, Dean Dyson, and black Jimmy.

There were four forensic personnel behind him, led by William Worrell, the head of the forensic department, who had met twice. What surprised him was that he actually saw Catherine Murphy.

Tom Williams was not surprised to see Locke here, and asked seriously: “Inspector Locke, have you found anything?”

“…”

Locke curled his lips and ignored this bitch, but nodded and greeted Catherine Murphy.

Catherine Murphy smiled sweetly at him, showed the toolbox in her hand, and indicated to work first.

Seeing that the forensic department was also coming for the crane, Locke made way and asked Inspector Sofia, “Have you found out the identity of the gunman?”

Sophia glanced at Tom Williams and saw that he did not object, so she replied, “Yes, the gunman is Roy Earl, a retired sniper from the Army’s 3rd Mechanized Infantry Division. His usual sniper rifle is the SG1. He retired five years ago because of colon cancer. Three years ago, he was wanted for attacking the president at the gate of the Maine State Capitol, but Roy Earl has always claimed that he was framed. Not long after being hunted by the FBI, Roy Earl suddenly disappeared…”

“…”

Locke was stunned for a moment. This gunman actually assassinated the President of the United States.

Damn, no wonder he is so fierce!

At this time, Locke saw William Worrell and Catherine Murphy climbing over the railing and stepping into the basket of the crane. He could not help but remind them, “Don’t you test whether the crane is safe first?”

He was still frightened when he thought of Johnny Dyson setting a booby trap at the door just now. If the scavenger tampered with the basket after using it, the consequences would be equally disastrous.

Well, if Catherine Murphy was not there, he would not say anything more, after all, David was his instructor.

William Worrell and Catherine Murphy paused and quickly retracted their feet.

Tom Williams raised his eyebrows and ordered Jimmy, a black man, “Test it!”

Jimmy immediately started the crane, and after finding that it could be raised and lowered normally, he turned his head and squeezed Locke, “If you are so afraid of death, don’t be a LAPD…”

Locke ignored this idiot, because black people were already negative points in his eyes anyway.

Detective Sophia next to him scolded: “Jimmy, shut up. For the safety of William and Catherine, you can never be too careful!” When William Worrell went up the hanging basket again, he was much more cautious.He did not let Catherine Murphy go up with him, but went up by himself. After checking the hanging basket, he let Catherine Murphy in.

Soon the two began to look at the high-altitude operation and check the traces in the hanging basket.

Other forensics personnel began to take fingerprint information on the crane operating panel. Obviously, Tom Williams and others had already felt that the breakthrough was here in this crane.

Tom Williams stared at William and Catherine who were working for a while, turned his head and asked Locke: “Do you also think that the body was hidden in a certain floor of the building through the hanging basket?”

Locke was in the West Vidal Building downstairs before. The outside of the building was tempered glass, and the windows were not too big. If there was enough time, this operation would not be a problem, but it was impossible in such a short time yesterday.

He pointed to the building opposite, which was much shorter than the West Vidal Building, “Why not opposite?”

Everyone’s eyes were on the building under their noses. This building was more than 30 meters shorter than the West Vidal Building. The entire rooftop was exposed to the field of vision and was clearly visible.

Jimmy chuckled, “You’re not mistaken, are you? The two buildings are at least seven or eight meters apart. How did the people and the bodies get through?” Tom Williams stared at the opposite side, then moved his sight forward and saw Burlington Street not far away. He touched his chin and said, “You mean they arranged a person in that building to monitor the situation on Burlington Street…” Dean Dyson patted the black man Jimmy’s shoulder and made a triangle gesture, “Do you understand the triangle? As long as there is a force on the opposite side to pull the basket, the basket can land on the roof of the opposite building…” Jimmy asked puzzledly, “What force? Even if the opposite side No one can reach the hanging basket!”

Sophia said angrily: “Shut up! You have lowered the IQ of the entire detective bureau…”

Jimmy said dissatisfiedly: “Fuck, Sophia, I will complain about your racial discrimination!”

Sophia gave him a middle finger and asked Tom Williams: “Should we go to the opposite side to have a look?”

Tom Williams did not answer Sophia, but said to Locke seriously: “Henry is about to retire. If you come to the detective bureau, I promise to let you serve as deputy captain in a year…”

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him in shock.

Including Locke.