379 Mysterious death

When Jimmy returned to the office, he contacted the lab, hoping that the ballistics of Dave's guns could be tested as soon as possible, and by the way, they would be compared with the bullet fragments that had died in the taxi driver and the homeless man before, and tried to see if they matched.

This is a delicate job, Jimmy only dares to make a phone call to urge it, in case the other party gives a little face, and if he is in a bad mood, he will postpone it a little more, and he will have no place to cry.

Now that the confession has not been taken for a while, and the evidence has not been tested, Dave will stay in the detention center first, he is arrested, the evidence is complete, even if he is thrown directly into prison now and waiting for the prosecutor to prosecute, it is normal.

Jimmy finally had time to deal with his own business, he first looked up Nia Miller in the system, of course, did not use the permission to conduct a deep query, just a basic query, to get her family information, and then he found a somewhat impressive name, Kevin Miller.

Kevin Miller, if I'm not mistaken, should be the deputy chief of the NYPD. Jimmy directly opened the NYPD information database, and sure enough, he was one of the deputy commissioners three years ago, which makes it a little clear, as a deputy commissioner, the problem of living on the Upper East Side is really not big, really.

Nia was able to get on the top of the police detective when she was young, and when she communicated with Nia before, she was really interested in the police profession, plus with such a backing, there is absolutely no problem, whether it is an assessment or finding an old man to take him, it is normal. Chuck, the old guy, didn't even notify himself in advance.

Now I understand that the old man's expression that day was obviously dissatisfied with his hooking up with his daughter, and as a senior NYPD executive, it shouldn't be a problem for him to find a way to get his own information. Nia's two days of misfortune seem to come from here, Jimmy turned it off after reading the material.

After reading the information to get off work, Jimmy came to the parking lot of the police station, where he had been here many times, although he didn't know everyone, but he was more or less familiar, called Nia, and after a while, Nya changed into a set of casual clothes and came out of the police station and got into Jimmy's car.

Nia looked much more normal than Jimmy had imagined, but she was still very enthusiastic, and when she got into the car, she leaned over and kissed Jimmy on the cheek.

Jimmy: "Are you off work?" Or is it out temporarily? ā€

Nia nodded: "It's already off work, and there are no complicated eucalyptus lately, so there is no need to work overtime." ā€

Jimmy: "Okay, let's go back and have a drink." ā€

Jimmy started the car, left the police parking lot, and drove straight home. In the car, Jimmy asked Nia what was going on in the past few days, but Nia didn't hide it, just said later, it seems that it can't be done in one or two sentences.

When they arrive at the apartment, Jimmy goes to the kitchen to turn on the coffee machine, while Nia sits on the couch and watches Jimmy in a daze.

Jimmy came over with his coffee and put it on the coffee table, then sat down next to Nia and reached out to hug her shoulder, "Now you can say it, Niah, what the hell is going on?" ā€

Nia sighed and said, "What else could it be?" Old stubborn racial ideas. ā€

Jimmy's eyes widened, he originally thought that the other party had checked his information, thinking that he was too violent, after all, his resume was simple, but the list of eucalyptus was not so simple at all, but he really didn't expect it to be because of this?

After staring at him for a while, Jimmy shook his head helplessly, "Is it because of the minority problem?" ā€

Nia: "Actually, it's okay, although they are against it, but it's not that serious, I'm still very free." Nia leaned against Jimmy, tilted her head over, and leaned completely on him.

Jimmy reached for his coffee, "It's the 21st century, hey, this situation is really difficult to solve." ā€

Nia looked up at Jimmy slightly: "Hehe, at least you're not African-American, otherwise my grandfather is probably going crazy at this time." ā€

Jimmy stopped and looked down at Nia, "Your grandfather?" No, is it...... White supremacy? k? ā€

Nia nodded, "I didn't know it before, I only learned a little bit about it a few days ago." It was decades ago, and then he was no longer so extreme. ā€

Jimmy: "What about your father?" ā€

Nia: "It's not good to say that, but he has some of it, and my grandfather has influenced it." Luckily, I had some friends before, and he wasn't hostile. ā€

Can that be the same? Your friends are probably classmates or something, and they are somewhat different from their own nature.

Jimmy: "That's good, that's good, I don't want anything particularly unpleasant to happen." I've been wondering what the hell is going on for the past two days, and I didn't expect it to be like this at all. ā€

Niah: "Don't worry, I can handle them, trust me." ā€

Jimmy bowed his head and kissed Nia on the forehead: "Then you have to promise not to make too much trouble with your family, things can be solved slowly, many things can't be rushed." ā€

Jimmy picked up the coffee, it's okay, it doesn't seem like a big problem, but how to solve this problem still has to think about it, the murderer butcher is still easy to explain, this Nima ethnic problem is really scratching people's heads.

New York is a deep blue state, relatively speaking, the Chinese are not at the bottom of the ethnic discrimination for the time being, and it is not ten years later, and the relative environment is much better.

Jimmy: "By the way, Kevin Miller from your bureau?" ā€

Nia took her coffee cup and nodded, "He's the one you saw that morning." ā€

Jimmy: "Well, it seems that the first impression is not very good, and some of them are busy later. ā€

Nia smiled, "Then you have to work hard, in fact, don't worry, there are more and more minorities in the police department, this trend he understands, my grandfather's idea is outdated." ā€

Jimmy could only smile bitterly, although they are two worlds, this trend is obviously the same, that is to say, the time for himself to be relaxed is only a few years at most, and in a few years, the Chinese will completely become the bottom of the chain of contempt.

Jimmy took the remote control and turned on the TV, watched it casually for a while, the time was almost up before the two went downstairs to the restaurant, and after returning to normal, Nia was obviously more enthusiastic, of course, and stayed overnight.

The next morning, Jimmy sent Nia to the police station first, she had spare clothes at the police station, and she didn't come home in the evening, and if she went back in the morning, it might be a little problematic. Jimmy returned to the FBI office in Federation Square, where a copy of FedEx was already on his desk.

I took it apart and took a look at the express, and I was lucky, it seems that yesterday's urging call played a role. The test report submitted two guns from Dave's house and one of the guns at the time of capture, and the bullet on the homeless man who was killed that night was matched to the bullet on the wall that Dave hit when he shot Jimmy. It will be slightly slower than the rifling on the warhead fragments of the previous eucalyptus, and it is estimated that it will continue to wait, at this rate, it will be about the same in a day or two.

Jimmy prepares to interrogate him again and calls Chuck, but he can't go this time, so Jimmy has to go on his own.

Jimmy came to the detention center and asked the prison guards to help him get Dave out, and when Dave saw Jimmy, he asked to call the lawyer, hey, what a waste of time.

While waiting for the lawyer, Jimmy said to Dave: "Dave, your gun's ballistic detection has been completed, the chain of evidence for this murder has been completed, although you can continue to delay time, but I don't have much patience, I think your lawyer should tell you the best case and the worst case, you must think about it carefully." ā€

With that, he threw Dave in the interrogation room and let the guards watch from the door, and he came to the side to sit and drink coffee. Oh, this cup of coffee was bought on the way when Jimmy arrived, and even if there was coffee in the detention center, it was for the prison guards, and Jimmy was not interested in asking them for it.

It took a long time for the lawyer to arrive, and he entered the interrogation room to talk to Dave before opening the door for Jimmy to enter.

Dave: "OK, I'll admit it, the gun was mine, and it was I who shot the homeless guy that night." ā€

Jimmy smiled, "How nice it would be to be like this earlier, say, why?" ā€

Dave: "I had a renovation job over there, and I was a little angry when I was a bit angry because of them as homeless people. It's as simple as that. ā€

Jimmy: "Tell me about the process. ā€

Dave: "I left the house before 12 o'clock that day, took a taxi to get around here, and then found the guy in this little alley, opened the curtain of the shed and shot him twice, and then you showed up. ā€

Jimmy recorded it in his notebook, and then asked, "You still have two pistols at home, and all three of them are ghost guns, how did you get your hands on them?" ā€

Dave: "I bought it from the black market, there's no source. ā€

Jimmy: "All three?" When did you buy it? ā€

Dave: "One was a year ago, and the other two were half a year ago. This is my first time using it, I swear. ā€

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Jimmy nodded and continued to record, "So these three guns have been in your hands all this time, and no one else has touched them, right?" ā€

Dave nodded: "I've been hiding them in the house and haven't taken them out." ā€

Jimmy didn't ask him why he didn't go to the gun shop to buy it, because he obviously couldn't get a concealed gun license, Dave had a previous criminal record, one of which was a felony for wounding, in which case he couldn't get a gun here, maybe in another state.

Jimmy: "Okay, look, okay?" Jimmy pushed the notepad to Dave, he gave it a brief look, nodded, and Jimmy took the notepad back, "I'll sort out your testimony, and I'll need your signature next time I come over, no problem, right?" Dave continued to nod, very cooperative.

The lawyer followed: "Detective, when will you submit this eucalyptus?" It seems that his lawyer seems to have resigned himself to his fate, and is ready to spend his efforts on the prosecutor in the back, and does not intend to delay things at the Jimmy level. This lawyer thinks too well, but unfortunately, this eucalyptus is not the end, but the beginning of everything, and there are bigger surprises waiting for them later, I hope they can bear it.

Jimmy: "Wait, I've got some processes to go through here." That's it. ā€

Jimmy closed his notebook, put the pen and paper back in his pocket, got up and knocked on the door, the guard opened the door from the outside for Jimmy to come out, he went in and handcuffed Dave and escorted him back to his cell.

Jimmy went back to his office and sorted out the transcripts of Dave's two interrogations, and printed them out as a document, this is not the final record, and it will be added later, and it is not yet time for him to sign it.

As Jimmy continued to check his interrogation transcript, the phone on his desk rang. Jimmy picked up the phone and couldn't help but laugh when he heard what was inside, the report from the lab hadn't been written, but it had already compared the fragments of the warhead of one of the taxi drivers, and the rifling marks on it matched a gun found in Dave's house. The rest needs to be dealt with, just give Jimmy good news to make him happy.

After hanging up the phone, the smile on Jimmy's face couldn't stop at all. Dave, this guy, is really cold, he used to kill the taxi driver, probably because he was worried that the impact would be too great, and then he targeted the homeless.

As long as the laboratory report comes out, and the three guns that Dave admitted today are all his, and have been in possession for at least half a year, and no one else has touched them, it can be reasonably and legally deduced that the previous eucalyptus was also made by him.

Chuck's idea is really right, he was exposed to two cases of homeless people being killed, and he immediately suspected that it might be related to the taxi eucalyptus, it seems that the old detective's sixth sense is really strong, this is experience, experience that can only be obtained from books.

Jimmy looked at the time, he definitely won't get the report today, wait for tomorrow, the report will come and interrogate Dave, this time he won't be able to eat and walk around.

Jimmy's cell phone rang, he glanced at the forensic department, and he picked up the phone, "Jimmy, did you go to Dave's apartment?" ā€

Jimmy: "No, I only went with you once, and then I didn't. ā€

Forensic Officer: "I was going to go back and re-check it, and by the way, take some extra fingerprints from the furniture to see if there was anything missing, but when I came, I found that the door was opened, and it was a mess inside. ā€

Jimmy frowned, is this a thief? "What did you find at the scene?"

Forensic Officer: "I haven't checked yet, and I've just arrived." ā€

Jimmy: "Inform your guys, call two more, do a new inspection of that apartment, I'll come over now." ā€

It's very irritating.,Damn,There's a NYPD cordon on the door.,This kind of thing is an unspoken rule.,Ordinary thieves won't go in when they see this.,This means that something happened in the room.,If you leave your fingerprints or other traces.,It may set yourself on fire.,These people in the mixed society are not stupid.怂

Jimmy rushed over and found that the place had indeed been turned over in a mess, as if the people who had come were looking for something.

Jimmy: "How's your check-up?" ā€

Forensic Officer: "Some fingerprints have been extracted from the fingerprint development, and when we go back to check, we only took some photos before, but now they are so messy, there is no way to restore the previous appearance, and it is difficult to determine whether something has been taken away." ā€

Jimmy: "Great work, go back and verify when you're done collecting here." ā€

Jimmy looked at the apartment and left with a frown. Dave, he must have something else to do, and he must ask tomorrow.

The next morning, Jimmy had just gotten up to make breakfast, when the phone rang, Jimmy answered the phone, and the detention center called.

"Agent Yang, when we checked on the prisoners in the morning, we found that your prisoner, Dave Frank, died in the early hours of this morning, and one of the prisoners next door to him also died. I have contacted the medical examiner's office and they will send an ambulance to come and confirm as soon as possible. ā€

Jimmy: "What? What's going on? I interrogated Dave's yesterday and he was fine. ā€

"We don't know, we just asked the prisoner in the next cell, and in the early hours of the morning, someone in Dave's cell screamed in horror, and then there was no sound, we only found out in the morning."

Jimmy: "I'll come right over and let the ambulance wait before pulling it away." ā€

Jimmy didn't care about breakfast, got dressed and grabbed a gun and went straight downstairs.

In the detention center, Jimmy came to Dave's cell, Dave was lying on his back on the bed, and the prison guard next to Jimmy said: "He used to lie on his side, and he didn't get up in the morning, and our people dialed him, and he became what he is now." ā€

Dave's face was pale, his eyes were not closed, and his mouth was wide open, but the bandages on his body did not have any blood stains, and it can be basically judged that the previous gunshot wound did not break, and no other wounds were found.

Jimmy came next to him, there was also a dead person here, and he looked more terrible, his face was more hideous, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth was also open, but it seemed that the muscles had made his mouth close a lot, and now it was only slightly open.

"Looks like you're scared to death?" Jimmy asked the first responder next to him with a frown.

The emergency doctor nodded, "It's possible, but it needs to be confirmed by an autopsy." From what is being observed so far, none of them have any wounds on their bodies. ā€

Jimmy waved his hand, "Take them to the medical examiner." With that, Jimmy turned around and walked to the guards' monitoring room.

Jimmy: "I'm going to watch last night's surveillance. ā€

The prison guards did not slack off, two people died here, this is a big deal, unlucky. He directly paused the surveillance, replaced the videotape, and took out yesterday's videotape to play on the TV next to him.

Jimmy: "Do you only have surveillance in the hallway?" ā€

Prison Guard: "Yes, the monitoring is only in the corridor and the activity hall, not on the cell side. ā€

The surveillance video was played at an accelerated pace, and no one else appeared in the surveillance range last night, except for two prison guards patrolling the night.