North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

The entrusted case accepted by Dean is located in a nearby small city.

Early the next morning.

He bid farewell to Neil, and drove to the place they agreed to wait for yesterday.

The two agreed to meet at this location at eight o'clock.

But for some reason, Dean didn't see Happy's figure until 8:10, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

He doesn't like guys who are not punctual.

Just when he was about to take out his cell phone and call Happy.

"Didi~"

The horn of a black car interrupted Dean's movements.

A familiar head stuck out from the window of the driver's seat: "Boss Dean, I guess you have to go through this commission by yourself."

It was Harry.

To be precise, it was Harry with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Dean realized something was wrong: "Did you fight?"

Harry subconsciously touched his swollen cheeks, a little embarrassed: "It's like this, Hapi, I don't know what happened yesterday. When we were drinking together, he kept staring at a woman, but the woman's man My friend was a member of a small gang, and we ended up having a fight, and Happy's little brother was kicked and probably spent a few days in the hospital."

Dean rolled his eyes.

He still wanted to find someone to help him, but this happened.

Harry hesitated: "By the way, Boss Dean, why did Happy say that his abnormal behavior yesterday is the only way to become a good detective?"

He was curious what Dean had taught Happy yesterday that made him a moron.

Dean: "."

God behold, he was just that Harpy could try to develop the habit of observation and analysis, but he didn't make him stare at a woman in a bar like an idiot.

Wordless farewell to Harry.

Dean can only embark on the journey alone.

He is not going to accept this little brother, Happy.

This kind of straightforward idiot can easily lower the team's IQ.

The entrusted town of Carlo is not far from downtown Los Angeles, only more than 80 miles away. It belongs to an independent town, but because it is close to Los Angeles, the population is constantly being siphoned, with only two to three thousand people.

In the afternoon, Dean arrived in the small town of Carlo.

Small but complete.

The school and hospital here are all well-equipped, but it looks very old, the houses are far apart, and the streets are spacious. There are not many pedestrians on the road, only some middle-aged and elderly people are sitting on their own lawns basking in the sun.

According to the address, Dean came to the client's home that he had contacted in advance.

"Hi, I'm Detective Dean. I'm employed by the Smith Detective Agency and have taken over the commission of your son's case." Dean looked at the tired-looking middle-aged man in front of him and revealed his identity.

"Thank God you're here at last."

The man stepped aside, and after Dean sat down, he hurried to the refrigerator to get water.

Looking at the man's back, Dean began to recall the information he saw in his mind.

He is the client, Fadili, a middle-aged white man who is the owner of a fried chicken fast food restaurant.

a few days ago.

Fadili's son's middle school teacher was murdered and died in his home. When the town police arrived after receiving the news, they happened to meet Fadili's son who was about to escape.

Although no evidence of Fadili's son's criminal process was found at the scene, it was difficult to explain why Fadili's son appeared at the teacher's house at that time for no reason.

So the town police took Fadili's son back to the police station.

There is one thing to add here.

Fadili's son, named Tiger, is only fifteen years old this year. He is tall and thin. Judging from the photos alone, he gives the impression of being taciturn, with a slightly gloomy temperament.

This may be one of the reasons why the town police regarded him as the first suspect.

In addition, the middle school teacher who was killed by Tiger was a female teacher.

The name of the victimized female teacher is Toli. She is only 26 years old this year. Judging from the photos on the information, Toli is not only good-looking, but also has a plump figure. Lips, with style.

Judging from the data alone, it is subconsciously guessed that the 15-year-old boy Tiger may have some kind of chaotic relationship with his teacher Tori, which led to the murder.

As for the truth, it requires Dean to see Tiger before he can make a judgment.

"Mr. Dean, water."

The client, Fadili, handed a bottle of ice water to Dean.

"Thanks."

Dean took the water, put it aside, and said seriously: "Mr. Fadili, the longer it takes for this kind of case to happen, the fewer useful clues can be found, so let's go straight to the topic, can you tell us from your perspective? , tell us about your son’s case in detail?”

"Can."

Fadili rubbed his swollen face with both hands, and after organizing his words, he suppressed his anger and said, "It's actually very simple. Teacher Toli invited my son Tiger to go there on the day she was killed. When Tiger arrives , Tori was dead, he was terrified and called the police.”

Dean interrupted him: "You mean, your son was invited by Tori, and he was the one who called the police?"

Entrusted information is relatively simple.

This point is not mentioned in the data.

But if this is the case, without evidence, it is unlikely that the town police will directly regard Tiger as the first suspect.

After all, it's not the 1950s and 1960s, and Caro Town is a small place. Everyone looks down and doesn't look up, and they are all acquaintances. This situation is unreasonable.

Fadili nodded affirmatively: "Yes, I can be sure that the alarm call was indeed made by Tiger, but he was still young and was very scared to stay there. In the end, he wanted to leave secretly, but he happened to bump into small town police officer, and he escaped."

Dean: "."

"That's not a normal reaction, what happens next?"

Fadili nodded bitterly:

"Yes, Tiger is too timid.

Because he escaped abnormally and no useful evidence was found at the scene, the bastards took Tiger away and conducted a polygraph test on him.

As a result, Tiger failed, so Tiger became the first suspect.

The town is not big.

Teacher Tori was killed, and the impact was very bad. After some interrogation, Tiger was directly designated as a first-degree murderer by the county prosecutor, but I swear, Tiger is so timid, he will never kill anyone! "

Dean ignored Fadili's swearing appearance.

Human nature is a complicated thing.

Especially at certain times, honest and timid people, once impulsive, are far more cruel and impulsive than ordinary people.

However, he noticed some key information in Fadili's words: the police did not find any useful evidence at the scene, Tiger's polygraph test failed

Can guess.

During the interrogation process, Tiger also had a lot of problems.

Regardless of whether this kid is a murderer or not, he is hiding something.

Dean continued to chat with Fadili, and seeing that he could no longer get useful information, he got up and said, "Okay, Mr. Fadili, I can't give you an answer until I see Tiger, can you arrange it?" ?”

Tiger has been charged by local prosecutors.

He was invited by Tiger's father as a detective. Without Fadili's support, Dean couldn't meet Tiger.

"I'll arrange it."

Fadili also knew that if he wanted his son to be exonerated, he could only do everything possible to assist Dean, the last straw.

half an hour later.

A police car came to Fadili's house and picked up Dean and Fadili.

It was a female policeman who drove to pick them up. She looked young, average-looking, and unremarkable in figure, but her neat ponytail gave off an impression of vitality.

journey.

The female policeman has been secretly looking at the handsome and tall Dean from the corner of her eye. When she was about to arrive at the detention center, she finally couldn't help but feel her youthful heart. She pretended to say to Fadili who was sitting in the co-pilot: Mr. Dealey, is this your detective?"

The two clearly knew each other.

Fadili nodded and introduced: "Nellie, Mr. Dean, is a special consultant of the Smith Detective Agency. He can definitely help Tiger regain his innocence!"

In fact, as the owner of a fried chicken shop in a small town, Fadili didn't know the status of the Smith Detective Agency at all. It was only after being introduced by a lawyer that he realized that this detective agency was very powerful and might help his son.

Nellie, too, had apparently never heard of the reputation of the Smith Detective Agency.

She just wanted to strike up a conversation with Dean: "Hi Dean."

"Hello, I'll trouble you next." Dean smiled back with the standard of a scumbag.

next.

His actions will be accompanied by Nelly's whole body. A good first impression will help the next action scale, so sacrificing himself a little is also a just act with professional ethics.

It can only be said that Fadili was lucky to meet a detective with integrity and professional ethics like him.

During a simple chat.

Dean understood that the small town police station has only six official police officers, and they mostly deal with trivial matters in the small town at ordinary times. In case of special circumstances, there are also many voluntary "auxiliary police" (Auxiliary Police) to assist.

as for the prosecutor

There is no prosecutor in the town, and Tiger's case is reported to the higher-level department of Carlo Town, which is actually Los Angeles County, for handling.

The county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

The process of this kind of small town case is more troublesome.

This is also the main reason why Dean was able to contact Tiger as a detective.

Fadili is just an ordinary small owner of a fried chicken shop, and he doesn't have such a big network.

Dean guessed that Fadili was able to arrange for himself to meet his son so quickly, which should have been chartered by the town's administrative officials and the sheriff.

After all, none of the mayors and sheriffs hope that in the small town under their jurisdiction, the case of a fifteen-year-old boy killing his teacher will appear on the news.

The town jail is not big.

Policewoman Nellie and the guards briefly greeted each other, and Dean met Tiger, the key person entrusted with the case, in a small room.

Dean needs to talk to Tiger alone.

The real Tiger is tall and thin like the one in the profile photo, but his eyes are quite dull. Obviously, the experience during this period has had a great impact on this fifteen-year-old boy.

"Hello, Tiger."

Dean looked at the young man with dull eyes and unresponsiveness, and stretched out his palm: "My name is Dean, and I am the detective your father invited to help you. I can help you, but this requires your cooperation."

Hear help.

Tiger's sluggish eyes finally became more agile.

He raised his head and held Dean's hand excitedly: "Can you really help me?"

Dean nodded confidently: "As long as you can cooperate with me, of course there is no problem!"

After a simple appeasement.

Tiger's state is finally quite normal.

He took a deep breath and said seriously: "Mr. Detective, I swear, I really didn't kill Teacher Toli. I will cooperate with you whatever you want to know!"

Dean glanced at the corner of Tiger's brow.

When talking, the corners of Tiger's eyebrows trembled, which was the result of guilty conscience reflected on the face.

This guy, there is a problem.

Didn't the local police officers slander Tiger?

Dean remained calm, but took back the words that had come to his lips, and began to ask about Tiger's school life.

For study life.

Tiger was a little silent, obviously not some good memories.

But for freedom.

He still told Dean some of his school daily life based on Dean's questions one by one.

During chat inquiries.

Dean kept watching Tiger's facial expression.

He noticed that when facing his detailed question, Tiger's eyes were down, and he broke off his eye contact. This was actually because Tiger was recalling.

He was recalling his past daily life, making sure to give Dean a real answer.

This shows that what Tiger said is true.

Those are some bad memories.

Being bullied but not knowing how to resist, this may be the reason why the fifteen-year-old Tiger has a gloomy temperament on him.

See the bedding is almost the same.

Dean looked into Tiger's eyes and suddenly asked, "Tiger, why did you end up at Teacher Tori's house?"

Tiger was taken aback for a moment, then stared at Dean in a daze, and after a little silence, he said slowly: "Ms. Tori said she wanted to find me, but when I passed, the door of the room was open, and I saw the teacher Lying in a pool of blood, I was very frightened and ran away. I saw a phone booth in the middle, so I called the police and went back to the house, trying to wait for the police to come, but..."

His eyebrows slanted, he lowered his head again, put his head in his hands, his tone was painful, and his body trembled uncontrollably: "But, I really didn't kill Teacher Tori, I saw blood all over the ground, I was very scared, I was scared The murderer would come back and wanted to leave again, but just happened to run into the police who rushed over!"

Dean looked at the trembling and helpless Tiger and shook his head slightly.

This guy, there is truth in what he said.

When answering why he appeared at Tori's house, Tiger stared blankly. He didn't have the slightest recollection behavior when answering the school life before, and expressed it clearly without pause, indicating that this was a speech he had prepared long ago.

Later words.

Dean wasn't sure Tiger was telling the truth.

He could only see that Tiger was really sad about the death of the female teacher Tori, but whether Tori's death had anything to do with Tiger, because under the cover of sadness, it was really hard to analyze.

"Okay, Tiger, thank you for your cooperation, but you need to rest more now. I will try my best to investigate the truth of the case before the process is over."

Dean patted Tiger, wanting to take the opportunity to see the true expression on Tiger's face under his lowered head.

But this guy kept his head down.

This is not an interrogation after all.

It was impossible for Dean to use some methods as he used to treat prisoners.

Without any choice.

He nodded with the guard who had been watching the inside, and left the small room.

After going out.

Dean took a deep breath.

After resting for so long.

It was only when I took over the case again that I felt fulfilled again.

I just hope this case won't be so boring!

I just remembered that I haven't sorted out the reward list, I'm so damned!