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

"What's going on?"

After seeing the scene in the room, Old Hunter swayed a few times and almost fainted.

An explosion case had not yet been solved, and another very bad mass murder occurred in his jurisdiction. He wondered if he would not be able to escape the fate of being blamed.

Thinking of the big guys rushing outside the house, Old Hunter felt cruel. He didn't care about the hard cement floor beneath him. He glanced at them and pretended to faint.

He vowed that when he got to the hospital, he would forcefully apply for retirement on the grounds of poor health.

This captain, whoever wants to be the one who rides on the horse should do it!

He doesn't serve anymore!

How could Dean let this old man run away?

Now that people from the FBI and the General Administration are here, if Old Hunter faints, all the pressure will be on himself, the detective.

We can't let this old man run away!

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Dean quickly supported the old Hunter who was about to hit the ground. While pinching the middle of the old Hunter, he said thoughtfully: "Captain Hunter, now you are the backbone of our fourth squadron, can't you There’s something wrong with your body.”

There is a tingling sensation at the end of my nose!

Old Hunter's scream bounced from Dean's arms.

Facing the smiling gazes of Dean and Lawrence, he knew he couldn't get through it, so he could only curse in his mind and said dejectedly:

"Right now, people from the General Administration and the FBI are discussing how to block the news.

None of the reporters and media who were attracted by the bombing left.

In addition, this matter should be handed over to the FBI.

If the FBI can solve the case in time, the pressure on our detective bureau will not be too great.

If the case cannot be solved

Guys, don’t be so naive as to think that I, a squadron captain, can afford to take such a big blame. The best outcome is for us, the Fourth Squadron, to pay for this major case together and quell public anger. "

This Lao Deng is indeed a veteran. With just a simple word from the Fourth Squadron, he pulled Dean and Lawrence into his car again.

What he meant was simple.

Either get out together or get through this trouble together.

When Dean saw this, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

There was no other way. Old Hunter was about to retire. The reason why he was still holding on was because he wanted to accumulate some network capital for his children and receive more retirement salary in the future.

It really pissed off old Hunter, and there was no one left to pretend to be a grandson.

Dean's temper was good for compromise, but if he was asked to pretend to be a grandson, he would definitely choose to overturn the table, so he could only comfort him in a nice voice: "Captain Hunter, actually, this matter is a good thing for us."

"Good thing?"

Old Hunter pointed to the puzzle piece of corpses above his head: "More than twenty young people died together in this strange way in the jurisdiction we are responsible for. Sorry, Dean, except that our names will remain with this case." In the history of Los Angeles police, I really can’t think of anything good that could come of it!”

“The bigger the case, the bigger our authority will be!”

Dean said seductively in a seductive tone:

"I already know the direction of the investigation of the case, but the intensity was a little low before. It is difficult to conduct a quick investigation based on the identity of the police detective alone.

It's different now.

As long as the murderer can be found quickly, the authorities in Los Angeles will fully support us no matter who we investigate.

Once we can make something happen.

Then the whole of Los Angeles will know the reputation of the Fourth Squadron, and you, Captain Hunter, will also receive an unbelievable amount of political capital before retirement, change the track, and rejuvenate the second village of life and career! "

What is governance capital?

Money, reputation, and merit are three in one, which is political capital.

Old Hunter was not as deeply moved as Dean thought, but he was also moved by what he said.

After all, the worst outcome is that he retires in embarrassment and becomes a laughing stock. Compared with the gains, the shame is nothing.

He took a deep breath and said seriously to Dean: "I can withstand the pressure from above, but cases of this scale will basically be handed over to the FBI. Is there any way you can snatch the case from them?"

Dean waved his hand and said confidently: "I will handle these. No matter whether it succeeds or not, this is our only hope to turn around. Otherwise, once the FBI takes over, no matter whether they can solve the case or not, it will be very difficult for our members of the Fourth Squadron." Continue to have a great career with the Detective Bureau.”

This is of course not the real reason.

Dean's plan is to directly become a member of the country's capital through the pharmaceutical company. As for his status in the police detective bureau, he does not value it as much as before.

The reason why he encouraged Old Hunter to take a tougher stance later was mainly because he realized that the murderer this time was very sophisticated and ruthless, and had been planning for a long time. Once the case was handed over to the FBI, it might not be possible to find the murderer.

It's not that Dean looks down on the FBI.

When it comes to solving crimes, he looks down on anyone but himself!

The murderer was his experience point that made him stronger.

It's not okay to run away!

Old Hunter was a little confused by Dean's words, and he always felt that the cause and effect relationship between them was a bit confusing. However, when he wanted to collect his thoughts, there were a lot of footsteps outside the door, so he had to speak quickly: "Dean, what do you need from me?"

"If someone from the FBI dares to take over the case, just nod if you get scolded. But if someone from the FBI dares to take over the case, just go up and call him a big mouth, and leave the rest to me."

"ah?"

Old Hunter was dumbfounded.

Is this your plan?

Boom~

The door was pushed open.

A sullen-faced middle-aged man wearing an exquisite close-fitting suit, and a brown-haired, apple-faced girl who looked young, pushed the door in from the outside.

The sullen-faced middle-aged man ignored everyone in the room. He first looked up at the human body puzzle scene above his head, then looked at Dean and the others with an unchanging expression, and said in a calm tone: "I am Agent Camus of the FBI. Who discovered this place?”

Dean took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "I am Detective Dean of the Fourth Squadron. I was handling an explosion case in the community. When I was about to leave home to investigate, the police center received a report saying that the owner of this house was gathering a crowd. After taking drugs, the nearby patrol officers were notified and came to check on the situation, and finally discovered the murder scene.”

"Bombings?"

Dean nodded, briefly talked about the previous case, and mentioned their previous findings by the way:

“When my partner and I went to the scene of the bombing, we saw the deceased having a party. About two hours later, they became what they are now.

Before you came, I briefly inspected the structure of the lower beams.

This place was specially modified a long time ago, so the murderer could hang up a group of young people who were not light in a short time, and even had the leisure to piece together the current JB graphics. "

Agent Kames is a smart guy.

After listening to Dean's words, he thought for a moment and understood what Dean meant: "Do you suspect that the murderer who created this human body puzzle is related to the murderer of the previous bombing, and that they were both premeditated massacres?"

"right!"

Dean didn't mind revealing this information to the detectives in front of him: "First the death of the old landlady, then the tragic death of the old lady's lawyer, and now the death of these young people holding a party, and the latter two cases have There are obvious traces of the layout. I think there must be some connection between the three, and the murderer followed these connections to carry out killings and revenge."

Agent Kames nodded thoughtfully, and then extended his hand to Dean: "You are excellent. I am currently acting as the head of the FBI's Los Angeles branch. Are you interested in changing jobs?"

Hearing this, Dean raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seems that this guy named Kames didn't pay attention to himself not long after he came here, otherwise he would definitely know that he is a special employee of the FBI.

Old Hunter on the side was dumbfounded.

This script is not right with what Dean said.

Shouldn't someone from the FBI make a high-profile announcement about taking over the case, then rush up and slap this guy, and then just watch Dean perform?

Why does the script now turn enemies into friends?

what about me?

I haven't gotten in the car yet!

Lawrence was not surprised.

He watched Dean become more and more perverted step by step, and knew that no matter what the environment, as long as he made a slight move, this guy would inadvertently reveal his own light, attracting attention and attention.

Confronted with Agent Kamesh's overtures.

Dean was about to say something, but he was going to say something perfunctory for the time being.

at this time.

Several ugly-looking people walked in from outside.

Among them was Deputy Henke of the Detective Bureau, whom Dean had met only a few hours ago.

Henke was the leader.

He glanced at the situation at the scene, paused for a moment on Dean, and looked at Agent Kamesh: "Agent Kamesh, the situation is a bit troublesome now. The parents of the deceased have received the news for some reason and are going to the community. Hurry, there are still many reporters and media outside who were attracted by the bombing. Once the situation here is leaked, we will all face tremendous pressure!"

Agent Kames nodded.

The reason why the FBI has established branch offices in every state is to handle various difficult cases across the United States and to maintain the authority of federal law.

This is also the cornerstone of the FBI's power.

I had just been transferred here, and I encountered such a difficult case. If I didn't handle it well, I was afraid that I would have to pack up and go home to fish before my butt was still hot.

Think of this.

Agent Kames looked at Deputy Director Henke, who was also airborne, and walked over, saying in a low voice: "This case must not become a big deal. We must catch the murderer before public opinion arouses!"

Henk nodded noncommittally: "Now that there is no way to cover up the news of the blockade, how can we control public opinion?"

"Find those media outlets that have good relations with the police and ask them to find a few temporary workers to come forward and first characterize this incident as a case of young people gathering to overdose on drugs, or a natural gas leak, leading to mass poisoning.

No matter what it is, let’s divert attention from outside first!

As for the families of these deceased, I will ask someone to come forward and shut them up for the time being! "

Speaking of which.

Agent Kamesh's gloomy face became even gloomier.

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes and he continued:

“Three days!

We are limited to three days.

If the murderer is still not caught after three days, then we will find a murderer responsible for this incident. At the same time, our people will also release some scandals about celebrities to divert the public's attention! "

Kamesh said this set of procedures is familiar, and it is obvious that he has done it a lot.

Deputy Director Henke pondered for a moment and nodded: "It's a very good plan, but there are two more points. One is the family members of these deceased people. They have some status in all walks of life and involve so many people. Without giving an explanation, It’s difficult for us to put pressure and silence at the same time. Also, if the murderer continues to commit crimes, how can we explain it?”

Agent Kames smiled disdainfully: "These two points are easy to deal with. Don't pretend to be stupid, Deputy Henke. I am not a fool from Los Angeles. I know your reputation before you parachuted into the Los Angeles Police Department. If you don't want us to If you don’t even have a seat on your butt, get out of here and just do your thing!”

Surprise flashed in Henke's eyes.

Not many people know what happened to him before.

Who does this Kames belong to?

Hiding this question in his mind for the time being, Deputy Director Henke nodded: "I understand, if the real murderer is not caught in three days, I will take action to solve the next two hidden dangers."

The solution is really simple.

If you can't solve the problem, then you can solve the problem.

Do the family members of the deceased want to give an explanation?

Then we will directly throw out a squadron for you to scold, and then deal with the fourth squadron after the scolding is satisfied. The leadership will come out to bow and express their stance. You can finally calm down, right?

As for if the FBI closes the case and murders continue to occur later, it will be easier to explain.

The previous case has been closed.

This is a new murder case!

As long as all the cases are not implicated together, then homicide cases will occur more frequently, which is also in line with America's national conditions.

Are the people dissatisfied?

Then continue to throw out the fourth squadron and follow the above process again.

Sacrifice a fourth squadron that was only established for more than a year to solve two problems.

Good deal.

It's just a pity that Dean is in the position of detective now.

Deputy Director Henk's gaze swept across Dean's profile in front of him without leaving a trace, thinking about how to keep Dean, one of Guoan's 'own men', if the Fourth Squadron was gone.

Kames and Henk are both wily and scheming people. They talked about defeat before winning. After discussing how to clean up the situation and reduce the impact on themselves, they returned to Dean and others.

Henke's eyes were majestic: "Captain Hunter, this case is too big and beyond the scope of what you can handle. The next case will be handed over to Agent Kames. You must fully obey the instructions of Agent Kames and his partner. .”

Old Hunter was about to reply, but he glanced at Dean, who had been silent, and winked at him.

He gritted his teeth, and when everyone was unprepared, he actually raised his old fist and punched Agent Kames who was thinking about something: "FK, you bastard, do you want us to take the blame?"

"what are you doing?"

Deputy Director Henk was shocked and angry.

Kames looked up blankly.

Just as Old Hunter was about to punch Agent Kames in the face, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

Dean stopped the old Hunter who was violently beating someone: "Captain, calm down!"

While talking.

He dragged Old Hunter's body, and took the opportunity to hit Agent Kamesh's abdomen hard with his elbow.

Kames screamed, holding his stomach and retreating, falling to the ground. He pointed at Dean and Old Hunter and wanted to say something, but because of the severe pain in his abdomen, he rolled his eyes and fainted. past.

In front of everyone, it was Old Hunter who suddenly went crazy and wanted to hit Kamez. Dean stepped forward to stop him. As a result, the two of them accidentally bumped into Kamez while pushing.

"Agent Kamez!"

The apple-faced partner, who had been silent before, followed Kamis in, rushed to Kamez with a confused look on his face, and checked on Kamez's condition.

this.

Looking at the scene that looked like a farce, Deputy Director Henke pursed his lips, the shock and anger dissipated in his eyes, and he looked suspiciously at Dean and Old Hunter, who were still pushing and shoving.

Old Hunter, a humble old man with a low eyebrow, suddenly became violent, and he could understand it.

After all, Old Hunter has been in the workplace for so many years, and he can probably guess some of the dirty things involved. In addition, as he is approaching retirement, he has become bolder and takes the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction. Logically speaking, it makes sense.

The problem is that Kamesh is, after all, a senior senior FBI agent.

If he fainted from the pain after being hit, Kamez would have died in missions a long time ago, and it would be impossible for him to be promoted step by step to his current position as the head of the Los Angeles branch.

Hunk wondered if this guy Dean was behind it.

According to the information he obtained, Dean Lee is not only outstanding in ability, but also ruthless. He has several special department identities and is not afraid of the FBI's brand name at all.

The problem is that Hunk can't figure out the meaning of Dean's evil hand.

This case is very difficult at first glance and can easily affect the future.

Dean was just a squadron detective.

The FBI was blocking him in front of him, and the entire Fourth Squadron and the captain, Old Hunter, were behind him to take the blame.

Even if the Fourth Squadron is disbanded, he, as the deputy director of the Detective Bureau, will support him and he can get back on his feet soon.

It would be in Dean's best interests to do nothing and watch the fun.

Henk didn't know that there was such an unreasonable thing as a panel in the world, so after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out the meaning of Dean's evil hand. In the end, he could only blame it all on Kamesh's unlucky luck and happened to be hit. Got to the weak spot in the abdomen.

He sighed inwardly and yelled at everyone: "Quiet!"

Dean then let go of Old Hunter and stood aside.

Old Hunter glanced at the unconscious Kames on the ground, and secretly gave Dean a thumbs up, but on his face he pretended to realize that he was in trouble, lowered his head, and put on a picture of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. Posture, acting rogue.

"snort!"

Henk glared at Old Hunter fiercely, strode up to the unconscious Kames, checked him, and said to Kames' apple-faced female partner: "Agent Kames is in pain and shock, and he is temporarily unable to do it himself." Time is urgent to handle this case. Before Agent Kames wakes up, you and Detective Dean of the 4th Squadron will be responsible for investigating this case."

The female partner glanced at Kamesh on the ground, then at the tall and silent Dean, and nodded: "Okay, Director Henk."

Looking at the back of Deputy Director Henk who was leaving with the stretcher, Dean's eyes showed a smile.

He just heard the low-pitched discussion between Henk and Kames.

unfortunately.

Dean is the same person.

If you can't solve the problem, just solve the problem directly.

Want to take the blame on him?

Next life!

Dean took a deep breath, ignored the apple-faced female agent, and started giving orders!