"Are you sure?" Angela obviously thinks the same way, a murder case involves a 10 million-level counterfeit banknote case, which is no less than pie in the sky.

"It's the most genuine counterfeit money I've ever seen, but it's definitely fake, and I often come into contact with cash when I work as a construction contractor, especially with this kind of large denomination."

John swore by it.

"It's done very really, but the color of the fluorescent identification line under ultraviolet irradiation is wrong, and the 100 yuan of the 96 version should not be blue, but red."

Jack thoughtfully pushed back open the door of the interrogation room, and asked Mitch, "Are those machines Joe saw printers?" ”

"Yes." Mickey nodded.

"Tell us where we found the money."

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"This is not the task you and I portray in the fight against counterfeit banknotes."

It's 214 Mill Street, and the empty factory building is empty, with neither the shelves of counterfeit banknotes that Mickey calls nor the so-called professional printers.

The heavily armed SWAT team leader Hong Duo was followed by several team members, laughing and teasing Tim who led the team.

Nila, who was also called for help, looked around with a tactical flashlight, and also asked some suspicious questions.

"Are you sure that guy is telling the truth?"

"Yes, I believe him." Tim's tone was firm.

Jack ran his fingers over the corners of the shelves, then gently rubbed them, carefully experiencing the feel.

"There must have been a lot of paper on the shelves, it's not dust, it's very fine scraps of paper, I'm not sure if it's acid-free paper, but the forensic can be easily detected."

Tim glanced at him and nodded, "They must have moved after killing Joe." ”

"Then their methods must be very professional, and it is impossible to see from the surface that counterfeit banknotes have been printed here, and they are too clean." Hondo held his rifle and looked left and right.

"Maybe, not necessarily, guys, come and take a look." John picked up a small piece of paper from the crack in the door.

"What did you find?" And all the people gathered around.

John showed the piece of paper in front of Lucy and Jack, "Do you think the logo on this is a little familiar?" ”

"Isn't that what the camera repairer was in uniform when you and Lucy searched this morning? It was also printed on the van behind him. ”

Jack recognized the blue pattern at a glance.

"Yes, just across the road from where Joe was killed." John was thrilled.

"He said the camera had been broken for a week."

"Did you ask his name?" Nila hurriedly asked.

"No, I thought the camera clue was useless." John was immediately annoyed.

"Well, I think my body camera might have caught him, I turned on the camera when I was chasing the thief with Jack, and it hasn't been turned off since."

Lucy excitedly took out her mobile phone, connected her body camera, and sure enough, she found a video of the black mechanic on it, and the van with the blue logo in the picture.

"He wasn't really repairing the camera at the time, he was just trying to fool us, and this person must have something to do with the case."

Tim nodded, "Go back and scan it with facial recognition to see if you can find this person's information." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Tim's walkie-talkie rang, and Superintendent Gray called from inside: "Bradford, you guys leave the building immediately and go back to the police station." ”

Tim thought he had misheard: "Sir? ”

"Hurry up and close the team, come back now, this is the order."

Everyone on the side looked sideways, puzzled.

"What's going on?"

"Just got a call from the chief superintendent, and your search has alarmed people at the top, at the federal level."

By the time everyone had finished, it was already dark, and in the briefing room of the Wilshire Police Department, Zoe and Superintendent Gray had been waiting for a long time.

"But it's a murder, and we're going to sit idly by?" John wondered.

Zoe shook her head, "No, but you can't continue to track down the counterfeit banknotes." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and Tim seemed to have guessed something, but he was a little unwilling: "But we only have this clue now, and the evidence shows that this is a case." ”

"So what the hell is going on, Director?" Nila asked.

Zoe continued to shake her head: "The chief superintendent is reluctant to reveal to me where the order came from, only that the rank is very high, and there is no need to discuss. ”

Superintendent Gray sighed, also helpless. "Let's get off work first, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning, that's all."

"That's not right." Angela was very unhappy, the bag of yogurt balls in her hand couldn't calm her emotions at the moment, and everyone who searched the warehouse was worried about the danger, so they pressed the pregnant woman in the bureau, and Nila replaced her, and now the case was stopped again, which made the sisters extremely unhappy.

"Of course not, but it's an order." Superintendent Gray looked back and emphasized, then left the conference room with Zoe.

"So that's it? Whatever? Jack was also depressed, seeing that a lot of experience was gone.

"If we're going to be wise, that's it." Ni stretched her hand and pulled a yogurt ball from Angela's snack bag.

Lucy raised her eyebrows, "You're not denying it." ”

Angela glared at Tim, "What do you say?" ”

Although she cares about this case, Tim is more involved, and his former comrades are still in the detention cell.

Tim crossed his arms and analyzed carefully: "Obviously, this case conflicts with the tasks of some federal departments, but we lack enough information and don't know how to proceed." ”

"I'm going to ask someone from the FBI?" Jack raised his phone, of course not looking for Hannah, she was only a trainee agent now, but David Rossi had absolutely enough permissions.

"It's useless." Tim raised his hand to stop.

"If the FBI is investigating counterfeit money, there is no need to be so secretive, they will take over the case straightforwardly, and then direct the LAPD around."

"So." Jack dragged out his last note and waited for Tim to answer.

"To find out which federal department is behind it, you can only startle the snake, put on a look of refusal to give up, and wait for them to come to the door."

"Then how do we alarm each other?" Lucy tilted her head, puzzled.

"I submitted a facial recognition application to the federal database in the name of the superintendent, uploaded a picture of the guy who repaired the camera, and"

Tim rested his chin in one hand and fell into deep thought.

"And then what?" Lucy continued to ask.

"Then act at the opportunity, the counterfeit money case will not let us track down, we will follow the clues of the murder case, and no one will be able to say anything."

Jack spread his hands and dispelled the doubts in the hearts of the others.

The black buddy who repaired the camera appeared at the scene of the homicide, whether he was a member of a criminal gang that printed counterfeit money or a federal agent who was investigating the case, he could be regarded as a suspect in the homicide.

(End of chapter)