Dean reacted when he heard Daisy say that Harry's one-night stand partner, Sala, suddenly appeared on the TV news.

It turns out that the salad is the back hand of the mysterious woman.

Henry is the introduction.

The salad is the spark that ignites the primer last.

The other party's purpose is to use the blood traces on Henry's body to release the perverted and 'toy killer' Sain, who is far away in the prison of Huntsville, Labama.

It's almost an airtight plan.

Because according to the American judiciary, when there is a problem in the chain of evidence of a case, then the original trial will lose its fairness and purity on the surface.

Two years ago.

Toy murder in Huntsville, Labama.

The police only found traces of Sain's blood at the scene of the crime, and found many parts of the victim's body at the other party's residence.

But other than that.

Detectives from the Huntsville Police Department found no more direct evidence to determine that Sein was the real toy killer.

Sain has always denied that he has killed people, and he does not know why there are so many dead people's body parts in the basement of his home, and he insists that he was framed.

But because the case is bad.

In the end, Sain was arrested by the Huntsville City Police Department, who reasoned and prosecuted him based on the bloodstains found at the scene and the remains of the deceased found in his home.

It turns out.

The police did not catch the wrong person.

After Sain entered, he panicked about the toy killer incident in Huntsville and completely disappeared.

But this chain of evidence is actually very fragile.

Because the reasonable deduction of the sentence, once there is a variable, then it is full of uncertainty and fairness, and it can no longer be a sufficient reason for the detention of Sain.

Now that opportunity has come.

Sain is still serving his sentence in the city of Huntsville's prison.

But his blood stains appeared on a twelve-year-old black boy in Los Angeles, and the key is the boy's death, which is in line with the killing methods of the 'toy killer' two years ago.

That's it.

Sain's defense lawyer will turn into a mad dog, tearing at the Huntsville police department, helping Sain get out of prison and getting a large amount of compensation.

Dean had already guessed the general plot development that would follow.

Harry and the others were puzzled and surprised.

Especially Harry.

He hurriedly rushed to the TV.

I saw it on TV.

Salad faced the camera, holding her daughter, who was only more than a year old, crying, a helpless look, and there were many passers-by on the side, standing outside the camera to watch.

Robert recognized the show: "Isn't this a daily street interview, and they actually picked the salad?" ”

Daisy nodded:

"Yes, the show likes to find passers-by who seem to be decrepit, and then use words to stir up the sad past in their hearts, conduct interviews, and provide some help.

Many people like to watch these things happening around them, and feel that they are very real and decompressing. ”

"But they picked Salad, who just found out that her brother was dead." Harry's expression was serious: "When I told her about my brother's death, Sara kept scolding the police for their perfunctory and discriminatory behavior, and I felt like something was going to happen." ”

His voice had just fallen.

on TV.

The female reporter thoughtfully gave the salad and handed a tissue: "Madam, we noticed you on the side of the road, you seem to have encountered some troublesome things?" ”

Salad wiped her tears and nodded:

"Yes, today I just learned that my brother was killed.

His name was Henry, he was only twelve years old, kind and shy, and his only relative was mine.

I was sure he was in danger and called the police as soon as possible, but the group was too perfunctory and delayed the precious time to find my brother.

I would have had a chance to save him.

But today a policeman told me.

He's dead.

My brother's body, still in the forensic department, was dismembered by those forensic doctors just to find the damn murderer and help them do their job!

But my brother has been missing for three days!

In these three days, he would have had the opportunity to be rescued and continue to enjoy his youth that had not yet begun.

The tragedy of all this is because I'm black! ”

Hear the last words of the salad.

The female reporter's nostrils dilated slightly, and her breathing was quite rapid.

Racial discrimination, in the United States in 2001, was not uncommon on the surface, but it is not common for the police to have a 12-year-old child die because of discrimination.

The police officers who scolded Los Angeles and the Z Mansion are the favorites of the people at the bottom.

They are also a treasure trove of show ratings!

Several hot spots flashed through the female reporter's mind:

"Shocked, because of racial discrimination, a poor twelve-year-old child actually suffered such a thing! 》

Black Lives Are Not Lives? 》

"When the law enforcers wear tinted glasses, who can protect us?" 》

Journalists, too, have KPIs.

Ratings are their KPIs.

In this way, there will be more advertising sponsorship for the program, and the salaries of these employees will be generous.

So I met human blood steamed buns.

Don't hold it and take a bite.

It's a blasphemy against their show!

The female reporter's eyes lit up:

"Ma'am, I sympathize with what you are going through.

But I don't understand what your brother's murder has to do with racial discrimination? ”

The female reporter directly led the topic to 'racial discrimination'.

Sala put her arms around her daughter and said helplessly:

"I found out about my brother's disappearance three days ago, and when I found out I couldn't reach him the next day, I called the police.

But even though I was sure that someone had lured my brother to his house online, the patrol officers who came over thought my brother had run away from home because he was a black kid. ”

"Three days!"

The mood of the salad is again excited:

"Three whole days!

I didn't receive any feedback from the police until they found my brother's body.

My brother was killed yesterday.

I provided a place where my brother might have gone missing in the first place, and if it weren't for the perfunctory efforts of that group of bastards, my brother would have a good chance of being recovered.

Just because his skin is black."

Excited.

Salad tears rained down, and the baby girl in her arms also woke up from her deep sleep because of her mother's excited body language, and she burst into tears.

The blacks among the onlookers became agitated.

There were black women who came forward to surround the salad and comforted her.

There are black young and middle-aged people, who directly criticize this matter as unforgivable to the camera, black people's lives are also their lives, and if they continue like this, their descendants will be even less secure!

In fact, Los Angeles, as a prosperous city with a large number of people of color, does not have much discrimination.

But there is one thing that cannot be denied.

Confronting blacks.

The police will be more nervous and more stressful about their actions.

Here's a bad joke:

If on the road, there are three people, each carrying a gun on the road.

One white, one black, one Asian.

The police came forward to question.

They will ask white people politely, pull out guns directly to black people and ask them to lie down before questioning, and for Asian Americans, they will carefully check to see if they can find an excuse to make some oil and water and generate income reasonably and legally.

Not absolutely, though.

But this cold joke also relatively shows that the black community is indeed unpopular with the police, and there are many more cases of discrimination than in other industries.

So the salad suffered.

Not only did it arouse the empathy of the black people watching on TV, but it also made all the black families and individuals who saw this interview in front of the TV feel angry.

The end of the interview.

The female reporter asked, "Ma'am, you still seem to be a single mother?" We are sympathetic to your plight, and if necessary, we can provide you with some help in terms of finance, welfare, etc. ”

Surrounded by a group of black men, Salad said helplessly and pitifully:

"Thank you.

The reason why I am so sad is not only because of what happened to my brother, but also because of the sad injustice we have suffered!

Today it's just my brother's experience, but what about tomorrow?

If it continues like this.

I'm worried that something will happen to my daughter when she grows up.

I'm just a single mom with no loved ones, with a weak voice and no power to change all this.

But I hope all black people can unite and give this thing a story! ”

"That's right! Those bitche-raised police station white pigs are unfair to us blacks, and we can't continue to be silent! ”

"That's right, I'll bring my family to support this!"

"March!"

"Demonstration!"

More and more black passers-by gathered.

The female reporter noticed that something was faintly wrong with the last words of the salad.

She hurriedly glanced at the cameraman, avoiding the atmosphere in which the black men had begun to frenzy, and said loudly in the noise: "We will provide some help to this poor lady as much as we can, and we will continue to follow up on this matter, thank you for watching." ”

In front of the TV.

Except for Dean, everyone was numb.

What is this about?

Anger appeared on Harry's face: "FK, these words are not at all something that a stinky bitch who hasn't even finished reading a book can say, and I didn't tell her the specific time of Henry's death, someone is doing something!" ”

Robert also said calmly: "When I followed Salad, I also vaguely felt that she had been chatting with her mobile phone, I thought she was asking for help from a friend, but now it seems that she does have a problem!" ”

"So what?" , Daisy shrugged calmly: "This is recorded news, it is estimated that this matter is already brewing, maybe we can see the demonstration tomorrow, and now it is Captain Munn who will have a headache." ”

Hear this.

Harry and Robert were silent.

Daisy was right.

They are just a group of small characters, even if they are upset because they find out that they are being used, and now that the wind is blowing, it is too late to do what they want to do.

The scene of the small role is out.

But the two were very unwilling.

Because they weren't sure what the salad was trying to do, and they didn't dare to think about what kind of chaos would happen in Los Angeles because of this incident next.

This is a land of free guns.

I'm afraid it's going to make a fuss.

All police officers in Los Angeles must wear body armor to go out.

Robert seemed to think of that scene and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would personally experience such an event, and I am also the driving force behind the source of the incident, I hope there will be no violent conflict at that time." ”

Harry frustrated himself by the collar and pulled out his phone, just as he was about to ask what the hell Salad wanted to do.

Suddenly.

He stopped his movements and looked at Dean sitting behind them in amazement: "Man, you are not angry at all at all at that this bitch is using us, even very calm?" ”

Harry felt that he was most ashamed of Dean.

After all, it was entirely because of him that Dean, who was recuperating in the hospital, was involved.

In case of this turmoil, a scapegoat needs to be found.

Coincidentally.

Dean is also a detective.

Harry's brain melon seeds are relatively simple.

He couldn't think of anything deeper, he just knew that he had to do something to alleviate the guilt and anger in his heart.

Dean shrugged: "It's happened, what's the use of being angry, it's better to give the person in the dark the most direct counterattack!" ”

"Fight back?" X3。

The three looked at Dean, not understanding what he meant by the counterattack.

What can individuals do in the general situation?

I'm afraid that as soon as I come out, I will be regarded as an unlucky person to vent my emotions by the group of blacks who have been aroused.

Dean points to the office's calendar:

"Five days later.

The new Z team in Los Angeles takes office.

I don't know if the salad is the mastermind, or if it's a fool who is being taken advantage of.

But the city of Los Angeles would never want a large number of blacks to strike and march at the time of the change, and then attract the attention of the whole United States.

The people behind the salad did not dare to do this either.

Their move today is actually to put pressure and notice, and to pave the way for the next thing. ”

"Dean, I'm a little confused."

"What's the matter?"

"What foreshadowing?"

Three people, three questions.

"They want the Z House in Los Angeles to help a pervert in Labama overturn the case, and then let that pervert leave the prison in style, regain his innocence, and become a legend among criminals." , Dean said calmly.

Robert shook his head directly: "Dean, those big people want face the most, they can't tear their faces with the top management of another state because of a small murderer." ”

"Under normal circumstances, of course, such a thing could not have happened."

Dean stretched:

"It's actually a negotiating tool.

Here's an example.

A group of people stay in a closed room.

If you think the room is too dark, you want to open a window in the wall.

You must not allow it.

But if you advocate tearing down the roof.

They think about where the windows are open. ”

Robert shook his head again: "No, I'll just pull out a gun and beat him into a sieve." ”

Dean: "."

Why are you so good at raising the bar, what kind of detective are you running around?

It's good to go to the construction site and work as a high-income blue-collar worker!

Dean rolled his eyes at Robert and looked at Harry: "When I was watching the news just now, I called Holtz a few times, but he didn't answer, I suspect that there is a backhand on the salad's side, you go to the forensic department now to see the situation!" ”

If you can.

He was going to have Holz dispose of the bloodstains found on Henry's body directly!

The person behind the salad, since he dares to use him as a plot tool.

Then Dean dared to flip the table directly!

The evidence was destroyed.

Don't play it!

Harry nodded and left.

Dean turned his gaze to Daisy, "Daisy, did you get any information from the receptionist 'Esaria'?" ”

Esaria is the female reception clerk at the precinct who receives the salad report.

That's right.

According to Daisy.

This woman is divorced, has a chaotic private life, is not very mentally normal, suspects masochism, and even considers transferring to a men's prison to work as a prison guard.

Daisy shook her head: "I was going to call her out for dinner, but Essaria said that she had resigned and was now doing a job handover and had no time." ”

"Resign?"

Dean said decisively: "Time is pressing, Daisy, please prepare a copy of Esaria's details as quickly as possible!" ”

"No problem!"

Daisy nodded in response, turned around and got busy.

She knew the seriousness of the matter, and she wouldn't be stupid enough to extort Dean's purse at this time.

Robert was still reflecting on the roll of Dean's eyes just now, reflecting on whether he had said the wrong thing.

Dean had already put his arm around his shoulder: "Man, you've briefly protected Salad before, have you ever seen the female companion who appeared next to her?" ”

"I've seen it, not only have I seen it, but I also secretly took a photo!" Robert raised an eyebrow at Dean with a lewd look: "To be honest, I think it's a waste of resources for them to be together, because it's a hot girl." ”

With that, he walked briskly to his desk, pulled out a palm-sized VCR, and handed it to Dean.

Dean opened it and found that it was actually a hidden candid angle, and the technique was very professional.

In the video.

Salad and a blonde girl, hugging and lingering, like a couple, curled up together and whispered, not even caring about the child crying on the side, not at all motherly in front of outsiders.

Dean remembered the appearance of the blonde white girl, put down the video recorder, and praised: "Robert, I didn't expect you to have the potential to be a paparazzi." ”

"Actually, before I joined the army, I had been helping those girls take private photos, and if my father hadn't asked me to join the army, I would have become a master of photography with a high artistic component."

Robert said proudly.

Between words.

Daisy hurriedly took two sheets of paper that had just been printed out and handed them to Dean: "This is the detailed information on Ishaliamin's face, including study, work, residence, and phone number since childhood."

"Do you have a picture?"

Dean took the paper and asked casually.

Daisy pointed to her computer, "Look there, speaking of which, she's pretty good-looking, so I haven't understood her magical brain circuitry." ”

Dean and Harry looked.

The smiling blonde on the computer is the same person as the blonde girl in Robert's video recorder and the salad eager

Dean scratched his head.

So, this is a poignant crime story in which a policewoman falls in love with a pervert, is crazy about love, uses beauty to confuse the salad, and plots all this?

on this.

Dean was puzzled.

If you want to pursue love, I don't care.

But why provoke me?

Is it that he Dean's gun is not sharp enough?

Or is his reputation in the Los Angeles Police community too good?

Dean twisted his neck and grinned.

You play Yangmou.

Then I'll tell you what it means to be unreasonable!