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"Sir, are you okay?" A bodyguard asked Locke nervously. If something went wrong with his employer, it wouldn't be as simple as losing their jobs.

"I'm fine. Keep an eye on him, contact the police, and I'll go check on the lady." He casually ordered the bodyguard, and Locke ran to the woman who was shot, comforting her and checking her injuries.

"Fortunately, the bullet did not hit an artery or damage a bone. You will be fine, ma'am." Locke said to the woman.

Locke's voice was gentle and had a sunny temperament, which stabilized the woman's mood. Then she seemed to have thought of something and said loudly: "The baby was taken away by those two men, and I couldn't stop him."

"It's okay. I've contacted the police and they will take care of it." Locke looked at the woman. She was obviously a very kind person. After being shot, he did not forget to care about a strange baby.

He ordered the bodyguard who followed him to bring the first aid box. Ashley also came over at this time and helped treat the woman's wounds. Locke glanced at the bodies of the two men in black next to him and just asked: "Los Angeles Police When will it arrive?"

"In a few minutes at most, the ambulance will be contacted." A bodyguard replied: "Sir, your behavior is really too dangerous..."

"Don't worry, I know it well." Locke was not impatient. He knew that this was the responsibility of the bodyguards. They were all carefully selected by Damon, but they didn't know Locke's details.

With that said, Locke glanced at the distance again. On a viaduct a few hundred meters away, the baby was being held away by a tall man, but it was not any of the two men in black who escaped just now. One, but a familiar celebrity face.

A few minutes later, the ambulance and police car arrived. Locke sent the woman to the ambulance and gave her a business card: "You are a good lady. If you have any difficulties with medical expenses, you can call me and I can help." Offer some help.”

The lady glanced at the bodyguard next to Locke and knew that Locke was probably not short of money. She thanked him gratefully and was then taken to the ambulance by the nurse.

"Thank you for your bravery, Mr. Locke, I am Detective Rostenkoski." A policeman came and said, he had been notified and knew Locke's identity.

To be honest, the detective did not expect that such a well-known figure as Locke would actually do a heroic job. And judging from the scene, Locke's marksmanship was very good, and he could be said to be at the level of a sharpshooter.

"I just don't know, Mr. Locke, if you have time, you can go back with me to record a statement." Detective Rostenkoski asked in a somewhat tentative tone.

Locke thought for a moment, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said to Ashley: "You guys go back to the hotel with the bodyguard first. I'll go to the police station and be back soon. It won't take too long."

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"Thank you very much for your cooperation, Mr. Locke. You are much easier to get along with than the rich guys I have dealt with before." After recording the confession, Detective Rostenkoski couldn't help but sigh.

"Maybe it's just because they came to the police station for a different reason than me. I hope I can help this time." After shaking hands with Detective Rostenkoski, Locke seemed to sigh. In fact, he knew that most investigators Less than nothing.

Locke originally watched Bodyguard, an action movie, because of Monica Bellucci, but it was the killer's performance that left a deep impression on Locke.

Thinking of this, Locke thought for a while and contacted Damon again. In the impression, this killer seemed to have washed his hands in a golden basin in the end, so it was not suitable for Lorraine to have contact with him.

But before Damon gets there, maybe take a look at Mr. Smith's performance.

Just as I was thinking this, I heard Detective Rostenkoski say: "One more personal thing, Detective Locke, my daughter and I are both fans of your books. If you are free, I wonder if I can invite you." Let’s have dinner together.”

"Didn't you expect that your daughter also likes fantasy works?" Locke smiled and said, "That's really rare."

"Actually, it's your latest book "The Snow Princess". I didn't expect that the style of your new book has changed a lot from the previous ones. I didn't read it much after I bought it. But my daughter Bernie likes it very much."

"Bernie?"

"Yes!" Rostenkoski showed a loving smile: "Bernie is my eldest daughter, Bernadette, who is twelve years old this year and goes to St. Mary Ann's School.

Despite her young age, she has already started helping out at home very early. If it weren't for her, it would be really difficult for my wife to take care of so many children by herself. She is the treasure God gave to us as a couple. "

"I believe it!" Locke smiled: "This book is originally biased toward fairy tales, and I just wrote it on a whim, trying to write something different."

"But your master of mystery will not give up serialization." Rostenkosky asked again.

"Of course not. The Snow Princess is just a work I created on a whim. I'm actually not good at this type of style. The Lord of Mysteries has always followed the original plan, publishing one book every six months. I happened to come to Los Angeles just for fun. I am honored to have the opportunity to attend the police detective’s family banquet.”

"That's great." Rostenkoski said with a smile: "This is my home address, so we will look forward to your visit in the evening."

After the other party mentioned his daughter Bernadette's name, Locke confirmed the other party's image, and then connected the police detective in front of him with Bernadette's father in The Big Bang Theory, and simply agreed.

After leaving the police station, Locke used the magic mark from before and quickly caught up with Mr. Smith, the killer who looked very depressed.

At this time, the place where he stayed was a small single-family building with a red theme and white doors and windows that looked a bit like a church, but Locke knew that this was a place that only looked like a church.

Seemingly seeing Locke standing at the door, a young woman wearing a nun's robe opened the door with a smile: "The guest looks a little strange. Is this your first time here?"

Locke glanced at the other party. The nun's robe was made of a very special material, and it looked a little vague.

"I'm here to find someone." Locke said with a smile.

"I'm afraid we don't have the person you're looking for here." After hearing this, the other party immediately showed a vigilant look: "Are you a private detective?"

"Just looking for a friend." Locke said, taking out a Franklin: "Can you let me in now? Don't worry, there will definitely be no trouble."

The woman hesitated for a moment, then when she saw Locke took out another card, she finally took the money from Locke's hand and said, "You can come in, but don't do anything extraordinary."

After entering the door, I saw another woman wearing only half of the nun's uniform from the front. The entire back to waist, hips and legs were all exposed to the air. Sure enough, this was not a serious church.