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Soon, Inspector Dean and the black Jimmy each walked out of the room with a detective, and went to complete their tasks vigorously.

When the black Jimmy passed by Locke, he snorted at him again, with a look of disdain on his face.

Locke was speechless. Damn, this idiot forced him to become a racist!

David smiled and asked Locke, “How is it? Do you regret it?”

Mark and Teddy also looked at Locke. Everyone in the police station knew that he rejected Tom Williams.

Locke shrugged and said indifferently, “I’m already preparing for the detective exam…”

Teddy looked at Locke with envy. They were rookies in the same period, but Locke not only finished his internship earlier than him, but was even recruited by the FBI and the Detective Bureau respectively. This hit him, who was always arrogant.

He secretly glanced at Mark next to him and remembered the conversation between him and the Ministry of Internal Affairs before.

If he could complete that task, he should become the second rookie to finish his internship early.

David asked Locke again, “Have you asked for leave tomorrow morning?”

Locke nodded and said, “Well, I have something to do tomorrow morning. Don’t worry, it won’t take long. I won’t let you be alone for too long…”

He made an appointment with Marian to take the Mendes brothers and sisters to her law firm to sign a contract tomorrow morning.

David said unhappily, “I wish I couldn’t see you all day. I’m annoyed when I see you…”

Locke didn’t want to pay attention to this arrogant old man and gave him a middle finger directly.

This scene made Teddys envious again. Why did other interns have a good relationship with the instructors, but he messed up?

He couldn’t help but start to reflect. Mark did have many behaviors that he couldn’t agree with, but didn’t he have his own problems here?

Thinking of this, Teddys decided to find an opportunity to ask Locke for advice.

“Um, the future detective, come in…”

The voice of Tom Williams suddenly came from the room.

When Locke heard this voice, he knew that Tom Williams wanted to ridicule him, but he just pretended not to hear it.

Seeing David and the other two staring at him, he asked back, “Why are you looking at me?”

At this time, Sophia appeared at the door and looked at Locke with a gloating look on her face, “Locke, Detective Tom wants to invite you in…”

Locke turned his head and asked David, “Can I refuse?”

David looked at Locke sympathetically and shook his head, “Sorry, although the Wilshire Police Department is not affiliated with the Detective Bureau, even an ordinary Detective has a higher rank than our patrol officer, not to mention that he is a Captain…”

The Detective Bureau reports directly to the Chief of the Los Angeles Police Department at Parker Center, and its administrative level is the same as the Operations Department.

The Robbery and Murder Division under the Detective Bureau is at the same level as the Western Division, so Tom Williams, a captain of the Robbery and Murder Division, is at the same level as Anna Davis, the head of the Wilshire Police Department.

Locke could only give up and turned to walk towards the door. Damn it, the higher the rank, the lower the rank, there is nothing I can do!

David patted his shoulder and comforted him, “Good luck, kid…”

Mark and Thaddeus also looked at Locke with sympathy. The entire Los Angeles Police Department knew that although Tom Williams, the detective of the Detective Bureau, was a god at solving cases, he had a strange personality and was difficult to deal with. Locke had offended him and would definitely be troubled later.

Locke followed Sofia into the room. He then realized that Sofia, as a detective sergeant, was actually at the same level as Captain Jones, which further strengthened Locke’s determination to join the Detective Bureau.

Although the power is not great, the level goes up quickly!

Sophia whispered to comfort him, “Don’t worry, he dare not do too much…”

Locke was attracted by the environment of the room as soon as he entered the room, and his expression instantly became solemn.

He just stood at the door and glanced at it before, and didn’t see much. When he entered the room, he found that the room was unusually clean and tidy, all the furniture was spotless, and everything in the room was neatly arranged. There was no trace of anyone living in it at all.

Locke’s heart was hanging in the air, because everything in this room made him feel unusually familiar.

This room was too much like his previous room.

Sophia took Locke to the bedroom. The bedroom was the same as the living room. Everything was clean and tidy, including the bed.

The sheets were very flat, and the quilts and pillows were folded like in a hotel.

Outside the bed, on a chair by the window, a gray-haired man was lying, wearing dark pajamas, with his head resting on the chair, his face facing the sky, as if he was asleep.

Mark was right, the body was very clean, not bloody at all, at least it looked decent from the front..

The body was shot in the head. A bullet entered his forehead and went out from the back of his head, so there was a bullet hole in his forehead, and there was not even a trace of blood.

However, the back was not as clean as the front. Behind the chair, a pool of red and white flowed from the back of the head, but it was not easy to see without turning around.

At this moment, two people from the forensic department were squatting behind the chair to measure the diameter of the bullet hole in the back of the head. One of them was the blond white man with black-framed glasses who was seen at the door before.

Tom Williams stood on the inside of the bed, far away from the body. He looked at Locke expressionlessly and asked, “Future detective, is there a camera in this room?”

Locke has basically determined that the body on the chair is in the same industry as him and is also a scavenger.

Or, he used to be a scavenger. He is a bit old and should have retired long ago.

Looking at the dead old man, Locke couldn’t help but feel a little empathy. Sure enough, scavengers are a road of no return. Even if you retire, don’t think about having a good end.

Without hearing Locke’s answer, Tom Williams urged impatiently: “Hey, don’t tell me that you are scared by this corpse? The last time you shot someone in the head with a scar rifle, the scene was much bloodier than this…”

Locke calmed down instantly, knowing that this was not the time to mourn for his fellow man. He glanced at Tom Williams and replied: “No camera was found!”

Tom Williams asked again: “What suggestions do you have for this case?”

Locke was about to answer and leave, and the black-framed glasses who was recording the fingerprints of the corpse suddenly turned his head and said: “Captain, this deceased has no fingerprints…”

Tom Williams frowned and asked: “William, can’t you get to the point?”

William, the black-framed glasses, looked a little embarrassed and replied: “The fingerprints of all ten fingers of the deceased were destroyed, And it was an old injury from adulthood, it should have been destroyed for a long time…”

Tom Williams laughed: “Interesting!”

He touched his chin and said to himself: “The deceased did not struggle or resist. Maybe he knew the killer…”

At this time, Sophia’s cell phone rang. She answered the phone and said to Tom Williams: “Jimmy has found out the identity of the deceased. The deceased is named Ryan Hollis, 62 years old, a retired bus driver, but Emily has checked it. This information is all false. She also used the image of the deceased for comparison. There is no information about the deceased in the database…”

Tom Williams turned his head to look at Locke, and asked jokingly: “How is it? Any suggestions? Future detective?”