Chapter 338: Taking over the case
"What's going on?"
When Old Hunter saw the scene in the house, his body shook a few times, and he almost fainted.
A bombing case has not been dealt with yet, and this kind of very bad collective murder has occurred in the jurisdiction, and he wonders if he will not be able to escape the fate of carrying the black cauldron.
Thinking of the few bigwigs who came outside the house now, Old Hunter was ruthless, and he didn't care that there was a hard concrete floor under him, and he wanted to take advantage of the situation to pretend to faint.
He vowed that when he arrived at the hospital, he would forcibly apply for retirement on the grounds of physical exhaustion.
This captain, whoever wants to be the one who steps the horse!
He's not waiting!
How could Dean allow this old man to run away.
Now that the FBI and the General Administration are here, when old Hunter is dizzy, all the pressure will be on himself, the detective.
Can't let this old man run away!
Dean was quick to see and hurriedly supported the old Hunter who wanted to smash to the ground, and while pinching the old Hunter's middle man, he said intimately: "Captain Hunter, now you are the backbone of our fourth squadron, you can't have physical problems." β
A stinging pain in the nose is coming!
Old Hunter let out a scream and bounced out of Dean's arms.
Facing the smiling gazes of Dean and Lawrence, he knew that he couldn't get along, so he could only curse in his heart and said dejectedly:
"Now the General Administration and the FBI people are out there discussing how to block the news.
The reporters and media who were attracted to the bombing did not leave.
In addition, this matter should be handed over to the FBI.
If the FBI people can solve the case in time, it will be fine, and the pressure on our police detective department will not be too great.
If you can't solve the case
Guys, don't be naΓ―ve to think that the captain of one of my squadrons can afford to carry such a big pot, the best result is that our fourth squadron will pay for this big case together and calm down the people's anger. β
This old den deserves to be an old fritter, and with a simple sentence of the fourth squadron, he pulled Dean and Lawrence back into his car.
His meaning is simple.
Either get out of here together, or get through this trouble together.
Seeing this, a hint of helplessness flashed in Dean's eyes.
There is no way, Old Hunter is about to retire, and the reason why he is still holding on is nothing more than wanting to accumulate some network capital for his children, and by the way, he will receive more retirement wages in the future.
really annoyed old Hunter, and the person who pretended to be his grandson in front of him was gone.
Dean's temper is okay to compromise, if he wants to pretend to be a grandson, he will definitely choose to flip the table directly, so he can only comfort him in a good voice: "Captain Hunter, in fact, this matter is a good thing for us." β
"A good thing?"
Old Hunter pointed to the puzzle piece of the corpse above his head: "More than twenty young people, in this strange way, died together in our jurisdiction, sorry, Dean, I really can't think of anything good except that our names will remain in the police history of Los Angeles with this case!" β
"The bigger the case, the greater our authority!"
Dean said in a seductive tone:
"I already know the direction of the investigation of the case, but the heat was a little smaller before, and it is difficult to quickly investigate the identity of the police detective alone.
It's different now.
As long as the murderer can be quickly found in the whole of Los Angeles, we say to investigate whom, the above will only fully support us.
Once we can make a difference.
Then the whole of Los Angeles will know the prestige of the Fourth Squadron, and you, Captain Hunter, will also gain an unbelievable Z governance capital before retirement, change the track, and rejuvenate the second village of life and career! β
What is Z Capital?
Money, fame, and merit, three in one, is the capital of Z governance.
Old Hunter didn't think as deeply as Dean thought, but he was also moved by what he said.
After all, the worst result is nothing more than retiring in embarrassment and becoming a laughing stock, compared to the gain, losing face is nothing.
He took a deep breath and said seriously to Dean: "I can withstand the pressure from above, but a case of this size will basically be handed over to the FBI, what way do you have to snatch the case from them?" β
Dean waved his hand and said confidently: "I'll deal with these things, whether it works out or not, this is the only hope that we can turn over, otherwise once the FBI people take over, no matter whether they can solve the case or not, it will be difficult for the members of our fourth squadron to continue to have a good development in the police detective bureau." β
This is certainly not the real reason.
Dean's plan is to directly become a member of the capital of this country through the pharmaceutical company, and as for his identity in the police detective bureau, he is not as important as before.
The reason why he encouraged Old Hunter and the others to take a tough attitude was mainly because he realized that the murderer this time was very sophisticated and ruthless, and he had been planning for a long time, and once the case was handed over to the FBI, he might not be able to deal with 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 is his experience point of getting stronger.
It's not okay to run away!
Old Hunter was a little dizzy by Dean's words, and always felt that the causal relationship between them was a little messy, but when he thought about it, there were a lot of footsteps outside the door, so he had to speak quickly: "Dean, what do you need me to do?" β
"Nod when you are scolded, but as long as the person from the FBI dares to say that he will take over the case, you can go up and call him a big mouth, and I will take care of the rest."
"Huh?"
Old Hunter was stupid.
Is this your plan?
Boom~
The door was pushed open.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy face in a delicate close-fitting suit, with a brown-haired apple-faced girl who looked young, pushed the door in from the outside.
The gloomy middle-aged man ignored the people in the room, and after looking up at the human puzzle scene above his head, he looked at Dean and the others with unchanged expressions, and said in a flat tone: "I'm Agent Camus of the FBI, who first discovered this place?" β
Dean took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "I am Dean of the Fourth Squadron, I was dealing with an explosion case in the community before, and when I was about to leave home to investigate, the police center received a report that the owner of the house was gathering a crowd to take drugs, and the nearby patrol police received a notice and came to check the situation, and finally found this murder scene." β
"Bombings?"
Dean nodded, and briefly talked about the previous case, mentioning their previous findings in passing:
"When my partner and I went to the scene of the bombing, we saw the dead people doing their bodies, and about two hours later, they were what they are now.
Before you come, I briefly inspected the structure of the lower beams.
This place has undergone a special transformation a long time ago, so that the murderer can hang a group of young people who are not light in a short time, and even have the leisure to piece together the current JB graphics. β
Agent Cames is a smart guy.
After listening to Dean's words, he thought about it for a while, and then understood what Dean meant: "Do you suspect that the murderer who made this human puzzle is related to the murderer of the previous bombing, and it is a premeditated massacre?" β
"Yes!"
Dean didn't mind revealing this information to the agent in front of him: "First the death of the landlady, then the tragic death of the old lady's lawyer, and now the death of this group of young people who held the party, and the latter two cases, there are obvious traces of layout, I think there must be some kind of connection between the three, and the murderer is following these connections to carry out killing and revenge." β
Agent Camus nodded thoughtfully, and then stretched out his hand to Dean: "You are very good, I am now temporarily acting as the director of the FBI Los Angeles Branch, are you interested in changing jobs?" β
Hearing this, Dean raised his eyebrows slightly.
It seems that this guy named Cammez didn't pay attention to his person not long after he came here, otherwise he would definitely know that he was a special employee of the FBI.
The old Hunter on the side looked stupid.
This script is not right with what Dean said.
Shouldn't it be that someone from the FBI announced that they would take over the case in a high-profile manner, and then rushed up and slapped this guy on the face, and the rest was to watch Dean perform?
Why is it that the script has now become a friend or foe?
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 environment this guy was in, as long as he made a slight move, he would inadvertently show his own light, attracting attention and attention.
In the face of Agent Cames' overtures.
Dean was about to say something, perfunctory for the time being.
That's when it happened.
A few ugly-looking people walked in from the outside.
Among them was the Deputy Henk of the Detective Bureau, whom Dean had only met a few hours earlier.
Henk is the leader.
He glanced at the scene of the situation, and after a slight pause on Dean, he looked at Agent Cames: "Agent Cames, the situation is a little troublesome now, the parents of these deceased, I don't know how to receive the news, they are rushing to the community, there are still many reporters and media attracted by the bombing outside, once the situation here leaks out, we will all face great pressure!" β
Agent Cammez nodded.
The reason why the FBI has set up branch offices in every state is to handle all kinds of difficult cases throughout the United States and to maintain the authority of federal law.
It is also the cornerstone of the FBI's power.
I just transferred over, and I encountered this kind of difficult case, and I didn't handle it well, and I was afraid that my ass was not hot yet, so I had to pack up and go fishing.
Come to think of it.
Agent Cames looked at the deputy director of Henk, who was also airborne in front of him, leaned over, and said in a low voice: "This case must not be big, we must catch the murderer before public opinion rises!" β
Henk nodded noncommittally: "Now that the blockade is moving, there is no way to hide it, how can you control public opinion?" β
"Find the media that have a good relationship with the police, ask them to find a few temporary workers to come forward, and first characterize the incident as a crowd of young people gathering to get too much drugs, or a gas leak, which led to group poisoning.
Either way, let's distract from the outside first!
As for the families of these deceased, I will let people come forward and shut them up for the time being! β
Speaking of which.
Agent Cames' gloomy face became even more gloomy.
Fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he continued:
"Three days!
We have a three-day limit.
If the murderer is not caught after three days, then we will find out a murderer responsible for this incident, and at the same time, our people will also release some celebrity things to divert the public's attention! β
This set of processes, as Cames said, is familiar with the road, and it is obviously not less.
Deputy Director Genk pondered for a moment and nodded: "Very good plan, but there are two more points, one is the families of these deceased, they have some identities in all walks of life, and so many people are involved, without giving an explanation, it is difficult for us to pressure and seal at the same time." In addition, if the murderer continues to commit crimes, how do we explain it? β
Agent Camez smiled disdainfully: "These two points are easy to handle, don't pretend to be stupid, Deputy Henk, I'm not a fool in Los Angeles, I know your prestige before you parachuted into the Los Angeles Police Department, if you don't want the two of us to get out of our asses without sitting down, just do your thing!" β
A flash of surprise flashed in Henk's eyes.
Not many people can know what happened to him before.
Whose person is this Cames?
Hiding this question in his heart for the time being, Henk nodded: "I know, if the real murderer is not caught in three days, I will take action to solve the next two hidden dangers." β
The solution is really simple.
If you can't solve the problem, you can't solve the person who can't deal with the problem.
The family of the deceased wants to explain?
Then we will directly throw out a squadron to scold you, and then deal with the fourth squadron after scolding, and the leadership will come out again and bow and make a statement, you can always be angry, right?
As for the fact that if the FBI closes the case, it will be better explained that homicides will continue to occur later.
The previous case is closed.
This is the new murderer case!
As long as all cases are not implicated, the frequency of homicides is also in line with the strong and national conditions of the United States.
The population is not satisfied?
Then continue to throw out the fourth squadron and do it again according to the above process.
Sacrifice a 4th squadron that has only been established for more than a year to solve two troubles.
It's a good deal.
It's a pity that Dean is now in the position of Inspector.
Deputy Henk's gaze swept over the side face of Dean in front of him without a trace, thinking about how to keep Dean, the 'own person' of national security, in case the fourth squadron was gone.
Cames and Genk are both scheming people, and they discussed how to sweep the tail and mitigate the impact on themselves before returning to Dean and the others.
Henk's eyes were majestic: "Captain Hunter, this case is too big for you to handle, and then the case will be handed over to Agent Cames, and you must do your best to obey the command of Agent Cames and his partner." β
Old Hunter was about to reply, but he caught a glimpse of Dean, who had not moved, and glanced at him.
He gritted his teeth, and when everyone was caught off guard, he actually raised his old fist and smashed it into Agent Cames, who was looking down and thinking about things: "FK, do you bastard want us to take the blame!" β
"What are you doing?"
Henk's vice-in-command was furious.
Cames looked up blankly.
Seeing that Old Hunter was about to slam his fist on Agent Cammez's face, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the two.
Dean stopped the old Hunter who was beating people violently: "Captain, calm down! β
Between words.
He dragged old Hunter's body and slammed his elbow into Agent Cammez's abdomen.
Cames screamed, clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, pointing at Dean and Old Hunter to say something, but because of the sharp pain in his abdomen, his eyes rolled and he fainted.
In everyone's field of vision, it was old Hunter who suddenly went crazy and wanted to punch in Maes, Dean stepped forward to stop him, but the two accidentally bumped into Camus between pushing.
"Agent Cames!"
The Appleface partner, who had not spoken before and had followed Cames in, rushed to Cames with a confused face and checked Cammez's condition.
This.
Looking at the scene that seemed to be a farce, Deputy Henk pursed his lips, the anger in his eyes dissipated, and he looked suspiciously at Dean and Old Hunter, who were still pushing.
Old Hunter, an old fritter with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, suddenly exploded, 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 dirt in it, and he is about to retire, so he is bold and takes the opportunity to vent his unhappiness, which is logically said to be in the past.
The problem is that Cames is a senior agent at the FBI.
If he had fainted in pain after being hit, Cames would have died in one mission after another, and it would have been impossible to be promoted step by step to the current head of the Los Angeles substation.
Henk wondered if Dean had done it.
According to the information he obtained, Dean Lee is not only capable, but also ruthless, and has several layers of special department status, so he will not be afraid of the FBI's signboard at all.
The problem is that Genk can't figure out the meaning of Dean's black hand.
This case is very tricky at first glance, and it is easy to affect the future.
Dean is nothing more than a squadron detective.
There was the FBI in front of him, and behind him was the fourth squadron as a whole and the captain of the old Hunter came out to take the blame.
Even if the fourth squadron is disbanded, he will have his own deputy director of the police detective bureau, who will help him support him, and he will soon be able to get back up.
Dean doesn't do anything, and it is in the best interest to watch the excitement.
Henk didn't know that there would be such an unreasonable thing as a panel in the world, so after thinking about it, he couldn't think of the meaning of Dean's black hand, and in the end he could only blame all this in his heart on Cames's bad luck, which happened to be hit in the weak part of his abdomen.
He sighed in his heart and shouted at everyone: "Quiet! β
Dean let go of old Hunter and stepped aside.
Old Hunter glanced at Cames, who was unconscious on the ground, and secretly gave Dean a thumbs up in his heart, but he pretended to realize that he was in trouble, lowered his head, and posed as a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and played a scoundrel.
"Humph!"
Henk glared at Old Hunter viciously, strode over to the unconscious Cames, and after checking it, he said to Cammez's apple-faced female partner: "Agent Camez is in pain and shock, and there is no way to deal with this case personally for the time being, time is urgent, before Agent Camus wakes up, you and Inspector Dean of the Fourth Squadron will be responsible for the investigation of this case." β
The female partner glanced at Cames on the ground, then at the silent, handsome and tall Dean on the side, and nodded: "Okay, Director Henk." β
Looking at the back of Henk's deputy bureau who left with the stretcher, Dean had a smile in his eyes.
He could hear Henk and Cammez talking in a whisper.
Unfortunately.
He, Dean, is also a fellow believer.
If you can't solve the problem, you can directly solve the person in charge of the matter.
Want to take him on his back?
Let's go in the next life!
Dean took a deep breath, ignored the apple-faced female agent, and began to call the shots!
(End of chapter)