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Anna Davis interrupted Jamie Howard directly, “Anna Davis, the chief of the Wilshire Police Department, we talked on the phone yesterday…”

Jamie Howard glanced at Locke and was impressed by this handsome face. He immediately thought of the bad impression he had when he talked to Anna Davis on the phone yesterday.

He turned his head to look at his colleague next to him. Seeing that the other party was not going to speak, he continued: “Captain Davis, the deceased is a secret witness of the CIA. Since the CIA has no law enforcement power in the country, we hope that the FBI will take over this case. The FBI is already on the way…”

Anna Davis said seriously: “Agent Howard, two people died in my jurisdiction for two consecutive days. They are all related to the CIA. We don’t even know the identity of the deceased. The LAPD is planning to formally negotiate with the CIA. We hope that the CIA can provide relevant information…”

Jamie Howard was stunned. He didn’t expect Anna Davis to be so disrespectful to the CIA. He turned his head again to look at his colleague next to him.

The obviously younger CIA agent next to him had to speak up, and he also showed his ID, “Captain Davis, hello, I am Will Lewis, Supervisory Special Agent of the CIA, can we chat alone?”

Locke looked at Will Lewis in surprise, he didn’t expect that the man who had been silent all the time was Jamie Howard’s superior, no wonder Jamie Howard always looked at him.

Soon Anna Davis and Will Lewis walked aside, Locke couldn’t help but look over out of curiosity.

Now his lip reading is already L2, as long as he wants, he can quickly recognize what the two are saying!

Anna Davis said righteously: “CIA must share the information of the deceased with LAPD and inform them of the risks ahead…”

Will Lewis refused: “This information involves national security, and LAPD has no authority to know this information…”

Anna Davis asked: “You put Los Angeles in danger, can you guarantee that there will be no similar murders next time?”

Will Lewis remained silent and advised: “Captain Davis, I still suggest that this case continue to be handled by the FBI…”

Anna Davis refused: “Since the CIA can’t provide any information, then this case will be handled by LAPD. Investigate, LAPD must consider the safety of Los Angeles citizens! ”

Will Lewis’s face began to become a little embarrassed, “Without our information support, LAPD can’t find the murderer, even LAPD detective Tom Williams can’t do it, you don’t know what kind of murderer you are facing…”

Anna Davis’s face also sank, “Since the CIA knows who the murderer is, why doesn’t it issue a wanted order, how many more people will die next?”

“…”

“…”

Finally, the two parted unhappily. Anna Davis said that LAPD has been negotiating with the CIA, and she will not transfer the case without a notice.

Will Lewis saw that he couldn’t convince Anna, so he had to give up.

Locke was very excited watching from the side, Anna was so awesome! She dared to confront the CIA like this, tit for tat.

But then he thought that the law enforcement agencies in the United States are relatively independent, not a superior-subordinate relationship.

LAPD is, to some extent, a security company hired by the Los Angeles City Government, responsible for maintaining public security in Los Angeles.

LAPD really only needs to serve the citizens of Los Angeles well. Protecting and serving the citizens of Los Angeles well is the LAPD’s police training.

At this time, the FBI also came, a team of six black Escalades, but because Anna Davis did not agree to transfer the case, the FBI people were blocked outside and did not come in, and only two senior agents were allowed in.

Will Lewis immediately went up, hoping that the FBI would come forward to negotiate with the LAPD again, but he obviously overestimated the relationship between the CIA and the FBI, and this proposal was sternly rejected by the FBI.

They were just following orders. The CIA could not get the right to investigate the case, which was none of their business.

A group of patrolmen from the Wilshire Police Department stood aside and ate melons. Superintendent Mona sighed: “There are not many scenes like this!”

David also echoed: “Indeed, I have been a policeman for more than 20 years, and I have only seen such scenes a few times…”

Wei Lun also praised: “Captain is so cool!”

It is indeed a rare scene to be able to bring together people from the three major law enforcement agencies of CIA, FBI, and LAPD at the same time.

The CIA, in particular, rarely appears at domestic crime scenes.

And Anna DavidThis time, Locke blocked both the CIA and the FBI outside, which made the LAPD proud.

Locke did not eat melons with David and the others. His mind was working at high speed. He made some deductions based on the information he just got from Will Lewis.

Assuming that the murderer was also a CIA agent, why did he kill the retired logistics agent and the secret witness?

The first conclusion he came to was that an agent inside the CIA had defected, and this agent had a deep hatred for the CIA.

“Locke…”

Locke turned his head and found that Sophia was standing behind him at some point.

Sophia said with a strange expression: “Captain Tom wants to invite you to go up and have a chat…”

Come again?

Locke seemed to have sensed something. He looked up and found that Tom Williams was standing by the window on the second floor looking downstairs. I don’t know if it was intentional. This guy didn’t look at him and Sophia, but stared at the CIA and FBI who were negotiating something.

Seeing Locke frowning, Sophia hurriedly said, “Don’t worry, he really wants to talk to you this time…” On the second floor, Dean Dyson and black Jimmy stood aside and were busy on the phone. I don’t know if it was because it was too smelly. Except for the forensic personnel, they did not stay in the bedroom this time. Locke followed Sophia to Tang Long Williams. This guy was already sitting upright on the chair by the window. There was an iron tea table in front of him. If there were tea and snacks, he might drink tea leisurely. Tom Williams said to Locke, “You are right. It was indeed done by the same person. The scene was as clean as yesterday!” Hearing Tom Williams talking to him in a normal tone, Locke was a little uncomfortable. He asked, “Did you gain anything?” Tom Williams nodded, looked at Sophia, and motioned her to speak. Sophia showed a helpless look and said, “This time he tortured the deceased and revealed a lot of information on the body. The body was stabbed 23 times, but these were not fatal. The real fatality was the bullet shot into the forehead. The bullet has been found, just like yesterday. We speculate that the murderer is not a simple killer, but more like a professional agent. Whether it is torture or shooting the head, it is a professional agent’s method…” After Sophia finished speaking, Tom Williams suddenly asked, “What did the CIA big shot say just now?” The CIA’s Supervisory Special Agent is already a middle-level CIA, and above him is the agent supervisor. He is indeed a big shot. Locke looked at Tom Williams hesitantly, frowning and saying, “He was talking to Captain Davis, how would I know?”

Tom Williams’ mouth spilled an inexplicable smile, and asked Sophia, “You believe he’s a good actor now, right?”

Sophia stared at Locke in surprise, a lot of information flashed through her mind, and she said helplessly, “We know you can lip read!”

Fuck!!!

Damn FBI!

Damn, didn’t they say they would keep it secret?

Locke was not panicked when his lie was suddenly exposed, but just shrugged and shared the information he just learned from lip reading with Tom Williams.

He comforted himself in his heart, thinking that he was just contributing to the glory of LAPD.

Tom Williams’ eyes flashed, and he said sarcastically, “It turns out that there is a problem within the CIA. No wonder they don’t want us to intervene, and only dare to let those scumbags of the FBI clean up their asses…”

At this time, Dean Dyson came over, holding a tablet in his hand, glanced at Locke, and said, “Emily found the information of the deceased!”