Jack walks into the room where the Asian kid escaped, there is no electricity in the abandoned factory, and even during the day, it is pitch black.

Under the light of the tactical flashlight hanging under Glock, the corpse of a middle-aged white male appeared in front of him.

Half an hour later, Angela and John, who were already slightly pregnant, arrived at the scene.

"What's the situation?"

After a preliminary examination of the body, Jack took off his rubber gloves and gave his opinion.

"White, male, about 40-45 years old, the corpse spots are still in the spreading stage, the estimated time of death is no more than 12 hours, uh, the specific time of death needs to wait for the coroner to determine, as for the cause of death, it is obvious, murder."

As he spoke, he pointed to the corpse's neck, "The cervical vertebrae are avulsed, the person who did this is very professional and cold-blooded, and one blow is fatal." ”

Jack's current forensic science skills have been upgraded by self-study, and he is actually able to do forensics in some small places.

Angela frowned, professional murder methods usually mean big trouble, the more professional people leave relatively fewer clues, and the reasons behind the murder are more complex.

"Has the scene been investigated?"

"Lucy is asking around, this place has been abandoned for a long time, there are no cameras, no one comes, not even homeless people." Jack said, gesturing outside.

"Speaking of homeless, I found strange places."

He pulled out a bag of evidence, "There was no ID and driver's license on the body, but I found this." ”

Angela took the evidence bag and looked at it, and wondered, "Mobile kitchen voucher?" Is this guy a bum? ”

"But his clothes are new."

Jack nodded: "That's right, brand new, head to toe, a vagabond who got rich, could this be the reason why he is being targeted?" ”

Angela looked thoughtful and asked, "Have you checked his homeless wallet?" ”

Jack was stunned: "What? ”

"Homeless people sometimes stuff valuables into their shoes, which we call homeless wallets." The expression on Angela's face is like saying, there's finally something you don't know.

Since coming to the substation, Jack's tireless learning attitude has brought a lot of pressure to their old policemen, and the experience they have accumulated over time for several years or even more than ten years has been almost exhausted in less than a year.

Jack put his gloves back on, took off the corpse's shoes, and sure enough, he found something in the shoe on his left foot.

"A room card?"

"Where?" Angela tilted her head.

"An SRO (Single Occupancy Serviced Apartment) in the heart of the city." Jack also put the key card in the evidence bag.

"Are you free? Let's take a look, I heard that there is a Michelin-starred restaurant nearby that has good desserts. Angela proposed.

How could Jack say that he was not available, and he could solve the case with the detective, which was a lot of experience income.

The two walked to the door of the abandoned factory and saw John and Lucy chatting with a black guy in overalls, behind whom was a van with the logo of the security company printed on it, which was consistent with the pattern printed on his overalls.

Jack opens the trunk of the police car, takes out the prepared lunch, and hands it to Lucy along with the evidence bag.

"What are you talking about?"

John shrugged, "The only camera is broken, the surveillance footage is gone." ”

This black buddy spoke in a RAP tone with a unique racial talent: "It's been a week since it was broken, otherwise you wouldn't have to call me to fix it." ”

Lucy looked at the lunch box in her hand and was a little puzzled: "It's only ten o'clock, is it too early to eat lunch?" ”

"No, it's for you and John, the forensic team will be there for at least two hours, Ling and John are going to stay on the scene, Angela and I are going to an SRO in the city center to investigate, she said there is a restaurant nearby that has good desserts, and I heard that the Italian food there is great, you know mine, you can make it after tasting it."

Complicated expressions appeared on the faces of the two at the same time, envying Jack for being able to follow Angela to investigate the case, and looking forward to eating the supposedly great Italian food that he reproduced in the future.

Jack's cooking skills are now recognized by everyone, and the most amazing thing is that as long as he has tasted any food, he can learn eight or nine without leaving ten, and those so-called grandma's magic recipes and grandmother's secret sauces can be reproduced by him one by one.

Fortunately, there are always delicious flavors in Jack's lunch box, Lucy opened it and took a look, so she opened the trunk of John's police car with a smile and put the lunch box inside.

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"How dare this place claim to be a serviced apartment?" Walking into this SRO in the heart of the city, Jack was a little dumbfounded.

Rusty elevators, corridors decorated in a style dating back at least to the middle of the last century, half-peeling off the walls, stairwells littered with needles and piles of smudges that don't want to be examined, and fluorescent lamps flashing overhead like haunted.

If it was night, he doubted that he would have the courage to walk in alone, it would be too good to be transformed into a haunted house.

The small dilapidated apartment left to him by his parents in the lower city is a little better than here, the key is that this is the city center, not a slum where the law and order are chaotic and no one wants the house.

"The monthly rent here is only 800 yuan, and many families of three are willing to pay a little more money to bribe the administrator, so they are crammed into this room of less than 10 square meters." Angela rolled her eyes.

Jack thinks about the North Drifters who lived in the underground garage in his previous life, and he understands that LA is also the second largest city in North America, which is not surprising, not surprising.

Angela shook the key card she had just asked for from the hotel manager, "The manager said that the victim checked in three days ago and his name is Joe Delacuz. ”

"I paid for a week's worth of room in advance, all in cash."

As she spoke, she brushed open the door, and there was almost no furniture in the humble room, with two single beds and a bedside table by the window, a pile of paper bags of clothes and shoes scattered on the floor, and two pizza boxes on the bed.

Jack closed the door casually, opened the bathroom and looked inside, and silently closed it to make sure that there was no one.

"Looks like this Joe bought a lot of things." Angela crouched down to look at the paper bags on the floor.

"New clothes, new shoes, huh? Are shoes two sizes? It seems like a clue. ”

Jack pointed to the bathroom, "There are two sets of toothbrushes on the washstand, it seems that the hotel manager didn't say anything, and there are still people living with Joe." ”

"In this kind of place, they don't bother to care, just shut up when they receive the money." Angela flipped open the mattress, revealing two rolls of cash underneath.

"Well, it looks like it's at least five or six thousand." Jack picked up a roll, and was surprised to find that they were all 100 yuan bills, this thing is not very common on the market, Lao Mei has a maximum of 20 yuan in face value every day, and 50 is rarely used.

At this moment, there was two beeps from the door, and it was opened again, and a pale, short, thin white man pushed the door in, and saw Jack in the uniform of a patrol officer and Angela in civilian clothes, but with a police badge pinned to his waist, frozen in place.

(End of chapter)