James and Curson looked up from the stacked papers, moving their bodies and stretching their numb shoulders.

"Hmph, the view is good. Detective Cousson sat in a swivel chair, turning the conference table full of papers and facing the floor-to-ceiling windows.

James also looked back and looked out the window. This is the point where their case is investigated, the conference room of the security company that was being sued by Bishop.

This security company is northeast of Back Bay, and from the window of the conference room, you can just see the [Fenway Stadium]. You can also see the suspension bridge connecting the west and north districts, with a direct train track to Becky in the middle, and a lane on both sides that flow through the river.

"Mr. Detective. The door of the conference room was pushed open, and a sturdy man did not look at the two of them at all, but shouted at the messy conference table with impatient and repulsive eyes, "Tsk, have you two finished reading, it's noon, our company is going to take a lunch break." ”

James and Curson were obviously not welcomed by the company, so naturally, think about what they were here for, what they were here for, what were they doing, what were the disappearances, who were the missing people? It is not clear to say this, it should be said that the missing witnesses are the people of their company who were derelict in Bishop and caused a series of 'accidents' at Bishop Estate.

So it doesn't really matter what James and Cowson are doing, what matters is that the case they are investigating now is the most vulnerable part of this company.

James stood up from his chair with a gloomy face, "Lunch break? we haven't even seen your supervisor!"

"I told you, the director is in a meeting, in case you don't know, huh. "Sarcasm, perhaps more self-deprecating," we are being sued by Bill Sharp. So sorry, the supervisor is very busy, all we can provide is these documents, those people's work history, work reports, no more. ”

"Are you willing to get in the way of the case!" James was also unceremonious. Brushed off his coat and let the police badge on his waist be exposed, reminding the guy that Bisharp's prosecution is certainly a big deal, and offending the detective is also a big deal......

And Corson watched from the sidelines, curling the corners of his mouth to watch the show.

The man frowned and snorted, "Wait here." I'll let you know again. When he turned around and was about to leave, he turned back again, with a mockery on his face, this time it was really sarcastic to the outside world, "We have a lunch break now, the company will order a meal, and the two detectives want to eat something by the way." He chuckled and looked at James, "Detective Lance, what do you want?" First of all, our lunch was very ordinary. It must not be as good as the treatment of the general's son. ”

Cousson, who was watching the play, raised his hand with a smile, "Hehe, anything is fine, I don't mind." ”

"Detective Narans put up with our coarse food. The man turned around, and this time he was really gone.

James slammed the document in his hand down on the table!

"!" the thing exploded.

From early in the morning still in the Grande. James was in a constant state of aggrieved targeting, of his origins, of his work.

What we have just seen is another attack on James, sarcastically saying that he is the son of a general. The treatment is not the same.

Where does this irony come from? from these documents on the desk now, no, from this security company.

It needs to be explained.

It's no surprise that the security company's employees are veterans. It is not a pity that their familiar profession of defense is abandoned, so the existence of such a company is very reasonable, and the defense of the country has become the defense of manors, communities, shopping malls, institutions, and facilities......

Then there is a more personal matter, the security company is an enterprise, not a police station, and there is no so-called distribution and deployment. So these people who work in security companies are people who work for their own lives when they are out of the army and have nothing.

What is James, isn't he the guy who left the army and was easily transferred to Patton as a police detective?

See, treatment.

"They hate me!" James waved his arms irritably.

Hey, James doesn't want to sing white face in this case? He and Cousson briefly discussed the division of labor in the car when they came, James was responsible for bringing the relationship closer with a military background, and Cowson, an old fritter-like detective, was responsible for collecting information from the side.

As a result, when he first came, after introducing himself, this white face was hated, and he only used one sentence, "So you are the son of General Lance, and Barton is a police detective when you come here, are you a good mix?" Hmph, come check on us, huh. ”

"Of course they'll hate you. Corson smiled, "This is a security company, to put it bluntly, it's the guy who robs us with life, it's the police and they all hate it." Not to mention you. ”

James glared at Corson, and he realized, "You know! You know it's going to be like this!"

Corson shrugged, "Of course I know, I climbed to the position of a detective by myself! Experience! Do you know experience! It's not a direct airborne like you, General Lance's son! A rookie! I just want you to experience it, learn a little!"

Cowson's tone made James even more angry, but unfortunately, James couldn't get angry with Cowson, who was both a partner and a teacher and a critic. Take a deep breath, "What now, they won't reveal any news about these people to us, these documents alone are useless!"

Corson shook his head and looked at James with some disappointment, "Lance, you don't really expect to find anything here, do you? Do you think this company can help us find key witnesses against them in the case of being sued by Bishop? I'm afraid that they wish that the missing guys could not be found now, and then they will directly use these reports as evidence in court, and there will be no problem with the work of their company, and it will all be pushed to the personal problems of these missing people!"

"So what do we do?" James frowned, "apply for a search warrant, dig a little deeper, and see if you can find something?"

Curson looked at James with extremely disappointed eyes, "Are you stuffed in your head!" He grabbed a document casually, which was an ordinary security report, recording what time and time, who was in and out of Bisharp Manor and something, this kind of thing The security company will have a backup, and Bisharp Manor will also have a backup.

Corson looked at James, "The people here don't want us to find those missing guys, some people think!

"You said I'm looking for Bishop?" James looked at the papers on the table.

"Of course. Didn't Bishop sue the company for malfeasance, Mrs. Bishop's departure didn't anyone notice, and there was no alarm about the murder of Jackson Bishop before, and even the disappearance of the manor maid before, called Hayley, like, whatever. ”

Corson casually pulled the documents on the table, "We've read the security reports at these points in time, is there anything abnormal? No, there's no anomaly here, where is the anomaly, where else is the exception of Bisharp Manor! Hmph, the people here don't cooperate, so can Bisharp not cooperate." ”

Corson patted James, "Lance, you must know that finding someone is not the point at all, this case is because of Bisharp's prosecution! (To be continued......)