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Locke naturally knew why Madeline Hill called at this time. He was a little surprised why she knew it so quickly. He didn’t answer the phone immediately, but went to the refrigerator to get a light bud.

After taking a sip of iced beer, Locke answered the phone and asked in a puzzled voice: “Madeline, what’s the matter so late?”

Madeline Hill was silent for two seconds, and then said the code, “I’m a little insomniac, I want to talk to you…”

Locke’s mouth curved, and asked in a normal voice: “Captain Hill, what’s the matter so late?”

Madeline Hill asked: “Locke, where are you now?”

Locke replied: “I just went home, Captain Hill, I was about to report something to you and Anna!”

Madeline Hilton paused and asked: “What’s the matter?”

Locke seemed to be frightened. He took a sip of beer and said: “The Compton drag racers had a gunfight under the Long Beach Expressway overpass tonight. That “Mad Dog” Neil should be too busy to bother me again…”

Madeline Hill was silent for two seconds again. seconds, and asked, “Were you at the scene just now?”

“Ah!”

Locke exclaimed, “Did the Detective Bureau intervene so quickly? No, I made an appointment with Neil and Jesse to meet here, and wanted to reconcile with them. I was afraid that they would bite me and affect the subsequent actions. When I was about to arrive, I heard a gunfight under the overpass, so I didn’t go there…”

Madeline Hill asked coldly, “Why didn’t you report this in time?”

Locke hesitated and said, “Captain Hill, these two guys are looking for Henry Gibbs everywhere, and want to kill me! Their internal strife and gunfight are good for us. I hope more of them die. Anyway, they are all social garbage. How about it, how many people died?”

Madeline Hill thought Locke would quibble, but she didn’t expect him to be so frank and so outspoken. Does he trust her very much, or is he a fool?

She replied: “15 dead, 6 seriously injured, Jesse and Neil are also dead…”

Locke exclaimed: “Great, these two guys are dead too!”

He could guess what would happen after they left. The surviving black guys should have taken the slightly injured black guys away, while the dead bodies and seriously injured ones were left behind.

Black guys don’t have the habit of collecting corpses for gang members. They are dead, so naturally there is no friendship.

Who is willing to spend money on a corpse?

Will they be taken back for a funeral?

If they stay there, the LAPD will naturally clean up the mess.

As for the seriously injured, it is even more impossible to send them to the hospital. At most, they will call the police for you, which is already the most they can do.

Madeline Hill suddenly felt that there was no fuck left to say, “Write a report for me tomorrow…”

After hanging up the phone, Locke shrugged his shoulders. It was really hard. It seems that he needs to get used to the new boss.

However, fortunately, he has already tested it out. This new boss is not the type who follows the rules.

How can she be called Black Widow? How can she be a good person?

…

Under the Long Beach overpass, forensic personnel from the Detective Bureau’s Scientific Investigation Division are cleaning up the scene.

Outside are the patrolmen from the port area and ambulances. The scene is brightly lit and busy.

Madeline Hill stood outside with a stern expression, analyzing the call just now.

Seeing that she had finished the call, a middle-aged white man with black hair, a gloomy expression and unkempt appearance came over and asked, “How is it? Is it related to him?”

Madeline Hill hesitated. Because they were not face to face, she half believed Locke’s words, but the scene seemed very clean, and there was no sign of third-party intervention. It was a standard gang fight scene.

She nodded, then shook her head, “He said he just called Jesse and Neil to negotiate, and when he arrived, he found Jesse and Neil in a gunfight, so he left. Tony, do you believe him?”

“This guy must have deliberately tricked these two idiots here…”

Deputy Captain Tony Gerard showed a playful smile, “Interesting young man, no wonder Tom Williams wanted to get him to the first team! This IQ and scheming are really not comparable to ordinary detectives…”

He stretched lazily, “Fortunately, I didn’t notify others, it seems we can call it a day.”

Madeline Hill also showed a charming smile when she heard this. She didn’t want to stay up late, and she didn’t want to clean up Locke’s ass again.

She stared at the beautiful female forensic doctor who was putting the body into the body bag. Just now, Catherine Murphy seemed to want to say something, but she didn’t say it in the end.

She nodded and said, “Well, I’ll say hello to William and ask him to report the scene directly to the Anti-gang and Narcotics Division tomorrow…”

Under normal circumstances, gang cases will not be transferred to the Robbery and Murder Division, but because of Locke’s call today,He said that he was targeted by the Compton racers.

The second team of the Robbery and Homicide Division had to provide support and began to pay attention to the Compton racers, so the case was transferred to the second team.

Madeline Hill happened to be drinking with Deputy Captain Tony Gerard in the bar, and rushed over to understand the situation after receiving the call.

However, the Compton racers have almost dispersed now, and there is no threat to Locke. Naturally, the second team does not need to continue to follow up, and can directly return the case to the Anti-Crime and Anti-Drug Division.

…

After dealing with the new boss, Locke sent a message to Daisy Greenberg. After all, it was too late now and it was not appropriate to return the call.

He told the young lady that he was participating in a mission and his mobile phone would often be turned off. He would notify her after the mission was over.

But he didn’t expect Daisy Greenberg to not sleep and reply immediately.

“I want to see you…”

Locke’s mind instantly appeared the weak appearance of a woman sitting on the windowsill with her legs hugged. She wouldn’t be waiting for his reply all the time!

Is she sick again?

Locke hesitated and asked, “Where are you?”

Half an hour later, Locke was stopped outside Beverly Hills, uh, to be specific, at the entrance of the super luxury houses in the north of Sunset Boulevard, where there is a gated access.

The area north of Sunset Boulevard is the real Beverly luxury house area, where the prices of houses start at at least 30 million US dollars, and there are many houses that cost hundreds of millions of US dollars.

Most of the people living here are Hollywood stars, sports stars, well-known media people, and some super-rich people. To enter this area, you need to obtain authorization from the homeowner.

And Locke was also told that his Challenger Hellcat exhaust sound is too loud and will disturb the people, so he is not allowed to enter.

Looking at the humble, polite and conscientious security personnel, Locke could only call Daisy Greenberg, “Send someone to pick me up…”

At the same time, he felt a little ridiculous in his heart, and he also had some feelings. It turned out that they were people from two different worlds.

More than ten minutes later, the familiar Bentley Mulsanne slowly drove over. Locke pushed the door and got out. He opened the back seat of the Bentley and sat in. He found Daisy Greenberg inside. “Why did you come here in person?”

“…”

Daisy Greenberg just looked at him coldly, without any intention of speaking.

Locke felt guilty for some reason when she stared at him. Was she blaming him for disappearing without a sound?

He had already discovered that this was the one inside. He rarely communicated with this person. Most of the time, they were in physical contact. He stopped talking. I really don’t know how the two bodyguards in the front row could stand it.

After driving for more than ten minutes, the car drove into a hilltop with lush trees and entered a European-style manor covering a large area.

After parking the car at the door, Daisy Greenberg got out of the car and walked straight into the house. Locke pushed the door and got out of the car. He was instantly shocked by the manor in front of him.

Standing in the yard, you can overlook the entire Beaver Hill Villa and Los Angeles. He has never experienced this view before.

The yard of the manor adopts European courtyard design, with various statues, flowing water, waterfalls, and landscape lights on, and the whole manor is brightly lit.

The style of the villa is the Spanish Andalusian style, the standard Mediterranean style, with a very arc shape, and even a round dome, which is similar to the palace. This is the heritage of Jewish old money.

Spanish Andalusian style villa

Compared with this manor exuding a historical atmosphere, the sea view villa in Malibu instantly became an Internet celebrity.

It seems that the information is wrong!

Locke has studied the mansions in the north of Sunset Boulevard. The manor in front of him is at least worth hundreds of millions of US dollars, so Daisy Greenberg’s inheritance is definitely more than hundreds of millions of US dollars.

He stared at the graceful figure in front of him. It seems that what Jewish identity or mental illness, it seems, it seems, it is not unacceptable!