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Locke answered the phone, “Hello, this is Locke Lee…”

A deep voice came from the phone, “Detective Locke, do you have time to chat? I’m downstairs at the police station now!”

Although they had only met once, Locke immediately recognized the voice, “No problem!”

After hanging up the phone, Locke turned around and stood at the door of Madeline Hill’s office, “Captain, I have something to do and need to go out. It will take about an hour…”

“…”

Madeline Hill glanced at him coldly and said nothing.

She was obviously angry that he had just violated her with the door open and was almost discovered by Thaddeus Martin.

“Thank you, Captain!”

Locke replied to himself, ignoring the woman, and walked straight to the door with a somewhat complacent look on his face.

This is good. Madeline Hill still has a completely independent personality, but she trusts him 100% and cannot refuse him.

As a master of psychology, he knows too well how difficult it is to completely control a person.

The brain consciousness storage technology studied by Carter Silvio also requires long-term interference to work.

He was able to gain Madeline Hill’s full trust so easily, all thanks to the hypnosis that the “psychologist” had previously performed on her.

Walking to the door, Locke turned around and said, “Teddy, if I’m not back before lunch, you pay the bill first and I’ll pass it to you later! Bye, Guys! Enjoy your lunch!” Jack Talbert said, “Thank you, generous Master Locke!” Amanda Lewis thought of the high prices on the menu just now, and whispered to Brian Smith next to him, “Does Inspector Locke do this often?” “Well, not often…” Brian Smith said reservedly, “In fact, the lamarzocco coffee machine in the office and occasionally treating us to dinner are nothing. The biggest benefit of the second team is Locke’s party. Imagine that you are in a Malibu sea view mansion worth 50 million US dollars. You and Kim Kardashian have the same sea view, and then there are top-notch food, endless wine, and a professional chef team to cook all kinds of food for you on the spot. 100% rich people enjoy…” “…” Amanda Lewis was dumbfounded. As a low-level officer, she had never seen such a scene before, and she had a clear understanding of Locke’s generosity. She was stunned and asked, “Then why does he want to be a detective of the LAPD?”

Although the income of a detective is very good, it is only a middle-income profession in the United States.

The real rich class will not enter this industry, unless they are second-generation police officers like Anna Davis or Thaddeus Martin, in order to continue the glory and power of the family.

“I don’t know!”

Brian Smith shrugged and said expectantly, “If you join us, Locke should hold a party to welcome you…”

Amanda Lewis was surprised and said, “Why?”

She couldn’t help but have a little reverie in her heart. Could it be that Locke likes her type? No wonder he just peeked at her!

In order to join the detective bureau, Amanda Lewis has always maintained a good work and rest schedule, insisted on fitness, and controlled diet. She did not develop horizontally like other black women.

Among black people, she is definitely a beauty. She has a tall and fit figure, smooth and delicate skin, big breasts and hips, and a protruding front and a curved back.

Amanda Lewis subconsciously clamped her thighs…

Uh, it’s still very tight!

“Because your predecessor Skye Spears was poached by Locke to be his personal assistant! Your arrival filled the trouble he caused us during this period, so he wants to thank you and compensate us at the same time…”

Raven Tate came over from the coffee machine with a cup of coffee and cruelly tore apart Ms. Amanda Lewis’s fantasy.

Teddy Martin said with a proud face: “Guys, you can look forward to Locke’s next party, which will definitely satisfy you…”

Jack Talbot immediately rushed over and hooked his neck, “Teddy, do you know? Are you going to Malibu mansion this time? Or going out to sea on a yacht?”

Teddy Martin said stubbornly: “Let Locke formally invite you! I can’t say anything in advance…”

Harry Sanam watched everyone playing calmly, his eyes were a little complicated. As a policeman for more than ten years, he naturally had his information channels.

He already knew that Locke would take over Tony Gerrard’s deputy captain position.

Harry Sumner naturally had ideas about this position, after all, his qualifications were here.

But facing Locke, he had no intention of competing with him.

Not to mention Locke’s money and background, just hisHis talent and potential as a detective made him feel desperate.

…

The call was from Richard Johnson (Special Agent-in-Charge, SAC), the head of the CIA in California, with a higher rank than the dead Will Lewis.

The last time he investigated the CIA’s annihilation in Malibu, this guy’s arrogance left a deep impression on Locke.

In a cafe 50 meters away from the police station, Locke and Richard Johnson sat at a table outdoors in the cafe.

There were not many people in the cafe at this time, so there were only the two of them outdoors.

A black Chevrolet Suburban was parked on the side of the road not far away. The CIA agent driving the car did not get out of the car, and the car did not turn off.

Richard Johnson did not have the arrogance of the last time. He was dressed in a well-fitting black suit, with a calm and restrained temperament. His sunglasses were also taken off and placed on the coffee table, and his posture was very low.

Richard Johnson took a sip of coffee, raised his coffee cup, and praised: “Detective Locke, thank you for your coffee, very good Colombian coffee!”

Locke is not an arrogant person. Although he knows the purpose of Richard Johnson’s visit this time, he does not intend to control him.

He also raised his cup and replied: “As long as you like it!”

Richard Johnson said: “I have been in Colombia for a while. It is a country with beautiful scenery and rich resources. It is rich in gems, gold and coffee beans, and of course, cocaine! But this country is not peaceful. The society is very turbulent, with a corrupt government, vicious gangs and drug lords, and guerrillas hiding in the jungle…”

Locke rolled his eyes in his heart. Isn’t the problem of Central and South American countries the fault of the United States?

Although these countries all believe in God, God is far away from them, but the United States is very close.

As the back garden of the United States, the United States does not allow any united and powerful countries to appear in South America. Cuba and Venezuela are the two countries that have been taught by the past.

The turmoil in most countries in Central and South America is behind the shadow of the CIA.

The CIA supports the opposition, controls drug dealers and gangs, stimulates social conflicts, causes national unrest, and prevents these countries from becoming powerful countries forever.

A name suddenly flashed through Locke’s mind, Mario Pierce.

It is said that this gangster who is rooted in southern Los Angeles was once a member of the Colombian guerrillas and the largest Latino gangster in Los Angeles.

Tsk tsk, in Colombia, he was a guerrilla who resisted the hegemony and corrupt government of the United States, and in the United States, he became a drug lord.

It has to be said that the environment has a great impact on a person!

If I guessed correctly, Mario Pierce should have been recruited by the CIA.

Otherwise, he would not have lived so long!

But this old fox is indeed more low-key and cunning than Floyd Ross.

After Richard Johnson boasted about his overseas experience, he changed the subject and said seriously: “Inspector Locke, Steve Brooke has been suspended. I am very sorry for this misunderstanding. Steve Brooke misrepresented the intention of the CIA, which caused this misunderstanding…

“In order not to cause you other troubles, we will not disclose Steve Chen’s identity…”

Locke was not surprised at all by Steve Brooke’s experience. Subordinates are used to take the blame.

Locke raised his coffee cup again and smiled: “Director Johnson, thank you! ”

If the CIA does not disclose Steve Chen’s identity, then he is just an ordinary Chinese, uh, and the mastermind behind the fraud case.

If he dies, he dies.

Locke will naturally not be investigated by the CIA again, and there will be no subsequent troubles.

The only regret is that Agent Steve Chen served America all his life and died in obscurity.

Locke watched Richard Johnson leave. Richard Johnson just promised him that if he needed anything in the future, he could always find him.

He did not take this favor to heart. The CIA is completely different from the FBI.

Although the FBI is also rotten, it at least abides by some rules. Because the CIA has a different working environment, they don’t have any rules to talk about.

He did not have any idea of ​​developing a relationship with the CIA.

Power is really a good thing!

A phone call can make a powerful department like the CIA surrender.

Yes, even the White House and Congress are tools of interest groups, let alone the CIA or FBI, which are thugs!

…

Locke left before finishing his coffee, He prefers Jamaican coffee to Colombian coffee.

On his way back to the police station, Locke received a call from Rand Locke.He was ready to drive his recently received Mercedes-Benz AMG GTR along Highway 1 from San Francisco to Los Angeles, which took about 7 hours.

Rand Locke was preparing to leave now, and mentioned again that he would stay at the sea view villa in Malibu tonight, and asked Locke to make the arrangements.

Locke had already made an appointment to have dinner with Daisy Greenberg tonight, so he naturally had no time to accompany his cousin, so he said: “When you arrive in Malibu, call Alice and ask her to take you to the villa. The villa has everything you need. You can take care of dinner yourself, and return to Los Angeles to meet up tomorrow morning…”

Locke hung up the phone amid Rand Locke’s complaints. He planned to have a good chat with Daisy Greenberg tonight and sleep well.

You can’t indulge in the flesh every time and neglect the communication with Miss Greenberg’s inner world. It’s too incompetent.

When he walked to the door of the detective bureau, the phone rang again. Seeing the incoming call, Locke couldn’t help laughing. It was a bit of a coincidence.

He answered the phone, “Hi, Henry, I just finished talking to Rand. He plans to drive from San Francisco to Los Angeles and will arrive in Los Angeles around 5pm…” Henry Locke replied, “He told Lacey, and Lacey is a little worried. Such a young man, with a gun, what is there to worry about? It’s not a self-driving trip in the central region…” Locke agreed, “Well, Highway 1 is still very safe, and Rand’s shooting skills are still good!” “Yeah, what’s there to worry about!” Henry Locke complained again, and said seriously, “I inquired about the situation of Brown Farm today. John Brown’s family is not abnormal, but Tim Reynolds’ family has moved to Texas. It will take some time to know his situation…” “I plan to call Grace and tell her the news of Susan Hubble’s death. She should know Tim Reynolds’ contact information…” Leeds Farm is one of the three local snakes with Hubble Farm and Horton Farm. This is why Grace Liz wanted to acquire Hubble Farm at the beginning, because Liz Farm has the foundation and financial resources.

Their connection with other farms in Lebec is much closer than that of the external Locke Farm.

So Tim Reynolds left Lebec and sold the farm to Grace Liz.

Susan Hubble and her daughter died together. Anyone who knows the inside story will suspect Ronald Horton at the first time.

Grace Liz will definitely tell Tim Reynolds, John Brown and others the news.

“Henry, you can think of this!”

Locke praised and asked, “How is Jester?”

Henry Locke said frankly, “It was Jester who reminded me to tell Grace about this…”

After ending the call with Uncle Henry, Locke breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that his grandfather has figured it out.

It can be seen that he values ​​Ronald Horton very much, but compared with the interests of the family, Ronald Horton is only the grandson of an old friend and an outsider.

Since Jester had made a decision, Locke didn’t plan to wait until he got back to Lebec to take action. This was not his style.

So, Locke didn’t go back to the office immediately, but sat in his F150 Raptor parked in the parking lot to make a phone call.

“Hi, Inspector Morris, is it convenient for you to chat for a few minutes?”

Hunter Morris smiled and said, “Of course it’s convenient. It’s rare for Inspector Locke to call me on his own initiative. I owe you a few favors!”

Locke was naturally not polite to the black-salted egg, so he didn’t say anything more and said directly, “There was a crash into the sea in San Francisco yesterday. Four mothers and daughters died. The San Francisco FBI has intervened in this case because the deceased is from the Daley family. I want to see the case file…”