Monday, 9 a.m., 11th floor of a hotel, room 1196.

This room is the usual kind of suite in the Federal Hotel, with two LAPDs standing at the door of the suite, and several FBI trace agents working inside the room.

On the large bed in the bedroom lay the body of a middle-aged white man undressed, and the cause of death was a bullet wound to the victim's head.

There wasn't too much blood on the bed, but there were quite a few yellow and white things on the sheets, which looked visually striking.

There was a very clear bullet hole next to the glass not far from the big bed, and the detectives of the trace examination department used technical means to quickly locate the location where the murderer fired the gun: the 14th floor of the high-rise office building diagonally opposite the hotel.

In the bedroom, a group of detectives from the trace laboratory department handled the scene in an orderly manner, and the air in the corner of the living room outside was extremely quiet.

After listening to Spek's narration, even Lacey, who was born and raised in the Federation, felt that the amount of information was a bit large, and Luo An's heart was even more emotional, the Federation deserved to be a beacon of the world, and the version in 05 was so much ahead of other countries.

At first, Roan also suspected that Beck's true identity was Chicken Head, and Samia was just one of his Jinu.

However, when I called Mona, I learned that Babyek's identity information showed that he was just an ordinary office worker, who went to church every week, saved some money in his account, and even booked a wedding hall with Samia in a year without any problems.

Hanging up the phone, Roan looked at Spek with admiration.

Unable to ask any clues, Roan turned his attention to the person who witnessed everything at the scene of the crime last night, Samia, who had a clear distinction between public and private.

"I was taken aback!"

In response to Roan's inquiry, Samia took the tissue handed by Spek, adjusted her mood and replied:

"Taylor is a regular customer of mine and he called me yesterday afternoon to book this room and time.

After coming here, we both had a little bit of a drink to cheer up and then ......"

"Pause, Samia."

Luo An hurriedly stopped Samia's detailed description of last night's process, not that he was embarrassed, but that Spank's boyfriend sat on the sidelines and listened indifferently, and the impact of this picture was really a bit big.

Ann's version hadn't been upgraded to this point, so he said:

"Samia, you can just recount the moment when the crime happened.

Also, How is victim Tyler Davis feeling today? Is there a different performance than before? ”

"I was down there at the time of the crime, and before I could react, I heard the glass breaking, and then I noticed that Taylor was not moving."

Samia then said that she was taken aback, and quickly ran out of bed and lay on the ground behind the bed, panicked and nervous, she first called Spank downstairs for help, and the call to the police was made by Spank.

As for Roan's next two questions, Samia said that Tyler Davis is no different from before, there is no mention of work, and even the whole process and posture are exactly the same as before, nothing new.

There was a hint of disdain in both Sback and Samia's eyes.

“…… OK, thanks. ”

The corners of Luo An's mouth twitched, nodded and left the living room with Lacey, and the LAPD waiting next to him took the two away from the scene when he saw this.

Samia, after all, is engaged in the work of helping others physically, and although the police are praised for this, they can be appropriately exempted from imprisonment, but the fine still has to be paid.

"Samia and Sbaick shouldn't have anything to do with this case."

Lacey, who was also eye-opening, shook the phone in her hand and said:

"Michelle found the surveillance video in front of the hotel at the time of the crime, and Sbek was indeed waiting in the car and never got out of the car."

Luo An raised his hand and rubbed his temples with a complicated expression.

It's not that they don't get clues, but Sback and Samia regard this kind of thing as a kind of normal "work", and one yard is one yard, and the version of values that distinguish between public and private is a bit ahead of its time, and Luo An admits that he is relatively backward and needs to take a break.

"Team Leader Greenwood."

At this moment, an agent from the Traces Laboratory came over, holding a transparent bag containing a bullet stained with a lot of red and white color.

"This is the murder weapon we found in our bedroom."

Luo An took the bullet handed by the other party and looked at it, frowning slightly:

"This is a 338 Lapmagnum bullet."

"That's right."

The agent from the Trace Examination Section nodded:

"One of the most common sniper rifle bullets on the market, suitable for many kinds of sniper rifles."

Luo An returned the clear bag to the Trace Laboratory Agent, and Lacey glanced at the building in the distance and asked:

"Did you check the sniper's location?"

"Two of my colleagues have been there."

Detective Trace Section returned:

"Based on the ballistics of the sniper rifle, my colleagues determined that the location where the sniper fired the shot was the corner of the stairs on the 14th floor of the office building.

But unfortunately, there were no surveillance cameras there, and the killer fired a shot and then took away the bullet casings, and nothing was found at the scene. ”

"Thank you, hard work, please tell us in time after the ballistics report of the bullet is completed."

"OK, no problem."

There were no useful discoveries at the scene of the crime, so Roan and Lacey went to the office building opposite the hotel, walked around the location where the killer had fired, and again found no useful clues, and drove back to the special investigation team.

"Can two pretty ladies tell me any good news?"

Pushing open the door of the special investigation team, Luo An looked at Mona and Michelle and asked with a smile:

"Lacey and I didn't get anything out of it this time...... But it's a little bit more insightful. ”

"Knowledgeable? What do you mean? ”

Mona asked casually, then moved her chair and took a step back, looking at the computer as she said:

"Judge Taylor Davis is in good personal financial condition, and there is no problem with the family's financial situation, and the couple's loans, except for the college loan, car loan, and home loan, were all paid off a year ago, and now they are poorer than me in their accounts."

"Sure enough, even if you are a judge, it is not easy to pay off your college loan quickly."

Lacey picked up her coffee and took a sip of her speechless complaints, she also had an unpaid college loan on her back.

Michelle next to him continued:

"Judge Taylor Davis' son is still in school, and his wife is arriving here soon, and she's not in Los Angeles during this time, she's on a business trip to Texas."

Roan walked up to Michelle and bent down to look at the photo of Taylor Davis' wife on the computer, a middle-aged white woman with glasses and a very attractive charm, named Heather, Roan asked:

"How likely is it that this case has something to do with Heather? Love killing? Eat one's heart out? Get you back? ”

"I don't know, but the odds shouldn't be high."

Mona pulled up Heather's personal information, consumption records, and travel records for the past year to the computer desktop, and said:

"Heather has traveled to Texas many times in the past year, stayed in hotels a lot, and many other men have stayed in the same room as her.

However, there is no record of Heather and Taylor arguing and arguing, and I suspect that the two of them are likely in an open marriage. ”

“…… six。 ”

Luo An, who was several steps slower in the version, was a little speechless, swallowed the desire to complain in his mouth, and then asked:

"How's the job of Judge Taylor Davis? Has he ever sinned against anyone in his recent work, or has he been in conflict with anyone? ”

(End of chapter)