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The FBI’s forensic personnel immediately took over the scene, and the agents automatically assigned tasks. Some went to ask the patrol officers on duty, some took photos of the license plate and frame number of the Transit, and some went to the surrounding area to do ground investigations…

Hunter Morris led Senior Agent Liv to greet Madeline Hill and the others, “Hi, guys, is there any information you can tell us in advance?”

Locke looked at the two of them, both of them looked haggard, their eyes were full of bloodshot, and the smell on their bodies was a bit unpleasant.

Madeline Hill shook her head and said, “No, we haven’t started investigating yet, but these two dead people are probably professionals who cleaned up Jacob Spielberg’s villa. I was wondering yesterday why they left Alissa Johnson’s body at the scene. It turned out that they had an accident…” Tony Gerard echoed, “The murderer who killed these two scavengers and sent the bodies back to the villa should have the purpose of exposing this case and letting us investigate the murderer who killed Alissa Johnson! He has a grudge against the murderer who killed Alissa Johnson!” Madeline Hill and Tony Gerard are both senior detectives, so they quickly figured out the whole story of the case. Harry Sumner asked, “Inspector Morris, are you going to ask Jacob Spielberg to question him? This guy must know something!” He was still upset about Jacob Spielberg showing off his power at the police station with his lawyer yesterday. Hunter Morris looked regretful, “Sorry, Detective Sumner, the confidentiality level of this case prevents me from revealing any details to you!”

Harry Sumner shrugged and said, “OK, I understand!”

Madeline Hill also said at the right time, “Guys, I think we should withdraw. The case is now taken over by the FBI! Inspector Morris, I wish you good luck and bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible!”

So the people from the Detective Bureau immediately evacuated, leaving only the patrol officers of the West Los Angeles Division to continue to maintain order.

When Locke drove away, Black Sauce Egg glanced at him and quickly retracted his gaze.

As soon as he returned to the police station, Locke was called into the office by Madeline Hill. She stared at Locke but didn’t speak.

Locke asked, “Captain, what’s your business?”

Madeline Hill leaned forward slightly and put her chest on the table. She hesitated and asked, “Did you really not find anything in Alyssa Johnson’s apartment yesterday?”

Locke looked at the majestic figure on the table, and the scene he saw yesterday immediately appeared in his mind. He quickly looked away and denied, “No, Captain, if there is nothing, I will go out first!”

Madeline Hill pouted and said, “Do you know? The FBI people were waiting downstairs at the forensic center last night, and took away Alyssa Johnson’s body as soon as possible in the morning. Do you think this is just Is it normal?”

“Given your relationship with Hunter Morris, you two didn’t say a word just now, is this normal?”

Locke also leaned forward, staring at her with burning eyes, and said unhappily: “Captain, since you know it’s not normal, why are you asking! Haven’t you heard a saying? Curiosity kills breasts, er, cats!”

Madeline Hill leaned back and asked with a cold face: “Does it look good?”

Locke nodded and said: “Well, it’s big, very white, and the shape is also very good!”

Madeline Hill didn’t expect Locke to be so shameless, and said coldly: “You can get out!”

If you can’t afford to play, don’t play!

Locke got up and walked out, and couldn’t help complaining in his heart.

Madeline Hill said again: “Wait a minute…” She looked at Locke sincerely, “Locke, I hope you don’t tell others what you saw yesterday…” Locke asked: “Captain, what do you mean? Your relationship with Jane Horvath, or your bra being torn off by Jane Horvath…” “Get lost!!!” Locke was speechless, and a sage’s quote he had learned flashed through his mind again. Children and women are the most difficult to serve in this world… As soon as Locke returned to his seat, Skye Spears brought coffee and whispered: “At the end of this week…” Locke nodded. In order to avoid taxes, Li Bo registered his office in Nevada. Currently, this company holds 30% of the shares of Mendes Repair Shop and shares of several offshore companies. There is not even an office in Los Angeles. If Skye can go to work next week, the renovation of Villa Cortina can be handed over to her, and he promised Sofia Gaia for the party next week. Uh, he had to rent a house as soon as possible, as it was too inconvenient to get in and out of Greenberg Manor.

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a message to Skye, asking her to find a suitable high-rise apartment building.

He was tired of living in the villa, so he took this opportunity to move back to the apartment.But he hadn’t decided whether to rent or buy.

At this time, Thaddeus Martin came over, staring at Locke, hesitant to speak, as if he had something to hide.

Locke had no choice but to put down his phone, “What’s the matter?”

Thaddeus Martin whispered, “I heard that Alissa Johnson’s body was taken away by the FBI, so can you still take me to see his autopsy body?”

Locke was in disbelief, fuck, what he said was a joke!

Does this guy really need to see Alissa Johnson’s disemboweled body to verify whether he is a pervert?

He took a breath, “Let’s talk about it later, it’s not convenient now!”

Alissa Johnson is too sensitive now.

The things involved in her are even more sensitive, so Hei Lu Dan didn’t talk to him today.

“No problem!”

Teddy Martin looked a little depressed, “I confessed to Judy what happened yesterday last night. She supported me and told me not to escape. I should recognize myself, accept my special fetish, not care about other people’s eyes, be myself, everyone has their own sexual fetish…”

“…”

Locke was stunned. You two are really a perfect match, you have the same taste!

He hurriedly said, “OK, you can go and see it later, I will let you know!”

After finally sending Teddy Martin away, Locke was about to continue editing the information when Harry Sumner on the other side of the aisle suddenly screamed, “What is the fuck!!!”

Everyone in the office looked at him instantly. Harry Sumner waved his mobile phone in his hand, “Look at Trump’s latest Twitter…”

“Locke, Mr. President is not talking about Elsa Johnson, is he?”

“…”

Locke was a little puzzled. He opened Twitter and soon found the latest Twitter of Mr. President. He posted two in a row.

Since Trump said he had an informant in LAPD last time, he has been following him.

“The Democrats have been slandering and defaming my normal business cooperation with Russia. In fact, the Democrats are the ones who are colluding with Russia. I already have definite evidence. The FBI is investigating. There are many big names involved. Russian female spies disguised as Hollywood actresses were introduced to our Democratic congressmen by Hollywood pimps. I don’t know how many national interests have been betrayed by them! They are the country’s parasites!”

“The truth will soon be revealed, and you will soon see who is the one who betrayed the national interests of the United States. No one loves America more than me, MAGA!!!”