Chapter 101 Lover’s Tribulation (3)

At this time, a female police detective in her 30s quickly walked into the house, arriving before anyone arrived.

"what's the situation?"

Angela seemed to know her, turned to face her and replied: "Detective Calderon, we just arrived"

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted rudely by the other party.

"Why is he still here? This is a crime scene and he is a suspect!"

Jack, who was checking the condition of the body, looked up at the female detective. She had a wheat-colored complexion similar to Angela's. She was also a Latina woman. She should be about the same age, but she was shorter and had an average appearance.

Angela was a little irritated by her attitude, but she still replied calmly: "Yes, sir, we are about to"

"Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it. You go around and ask about the situation." Detective Calderon interrupted Angela abruptly again, then turned around and walked towards her husband who was still crying, and stopped paying attention to the three of them.

Seeing Angela's anger welling up, the skin on her neck turning red visibly, and her eyes widening in horror, Jack quickly stood up and stood with John, half-pushing and half-arresting him before things got out of hand. She got out of the house.

The two of them are now patrol officers. Although they have to shout "sir" when they see someone from the detective team, as long as they do their job well, they are not afraid of being deliberately troubled. After all, they are in different departments. If anything happens, Superintendent Gray will still take care of him. With.

But Angela's current status as a detective is still in the Schrödinger state. Although she passed the exam and often helps the detective team, she is still considered a patrol officer until she is officially transferred. At this time, she has to work with the detective team Conflict is not a good thing.

"What happened to the female detective? Did anything happen between you??"

John asked Angela in a low voice outside the house.

"I don't know, we had almost no contact in the police detective team." Angela rolled her eyes, furious.

"Don't you and Wesley often show off your affection in front of others? Today is Valentine's Day again."

Jack's nonsense made the atmosphere among the three people cheerful again.

An hour later, the three met again and summarized the situation. They already had a general direction for the case. However, there was already a police detective responsible for this kind of murder case. Solving the case was not within their authority and they could only report the clues.

So Angela stood in front of Detective Calderon again: "At the end of our inquiry, the neighbor said that at 11 o'clock in the morning, he saw a suspicious vehicle driving past this street at a low speed."

John added: "The house on the corner said it was a blue car, which I had never seen before."

"So?" Detective Calderon shrugged, looking disappointed.

Angela was stunned when asked, "So this is a dead end. Usually no one would drive here for no reason."

Detective Calderon responded unceremoniously: "You're so bad, Officer Lopez. This kind of clue is useless, and we have already identified the number one suspect."

"Uh, that husband?" Jack turned his attention to the middle-aged white man who was being escorted into the police car. There was still blood on his face and neck, which was left when he hugged and cried in the house just now.

"In the past three years, the police have visited their home at least six times to mediate family disputes."

Detective Calderon said, taking out an evidence bag.

"I found this withdrawal slip in the victim's wallet. The first thing Mrs. Cook did when she got up this morning was to withdraw 100,000 yuan from the couple's account. I guess she was preparing to leave her husband who had domestic violence tendencies, but was I found out and my husband stopped him completely this time.”

"What about the money?" Angela asked.

"It hasn't been found yet. It may have been hidden by her husband, or the victim may have hidden it by himself, and then planned to go home and pack his luggage. Anyway, there is nothing going on here. You can disperse."

As he spoke, Detective Calderon turned around and was about to get in the car, but Angela stopped him with a voice.

"I think it's still necessary to check that car."

The female detective impatiently taunted, "I am the detective in charge of this case, Officer Lopez. If I need someone to wipe my ass again, I will contact you."

After saying that, she ignored the three of them, got in the car and left.

This is a bit intolerable. Although in fact, the patrol officers are indeed at the bottom of the police system and usually deal with trivial matters, but to be laughed at so directly in public seems to have some personal grudges.

"You will help me, right?" Angela turned to look at the two of them.

Jack shrugged, "Remember to ask Wesley to bring a nice bottle of wine to the party tonight."

John looked thoughtful: "Is it possible that the husband did it? Isn't it said that in this case, the proportion of the husband being the murderer is as high as 60%?"

Jack opened the car door and prepared to get in the car, and reminded: "Have you forgotten the domestic violence case you encountered on the first day when you went to the police?"

"Pretend I didn't say anything." John made a gesture to zip up his mouth, walked around the front of the car, and got into the passenger seat.

"We will investigate separately. We will go to the bank to inquire about the situation and ask Mrs. Cook what happened when she withdrew the money. Then we will meet at the police station and check together to see if there are any similar home invasions and robberies nearby."

Jack stuck his head out of the car window and said to Angela.

"Then I'll track the blue car and see if any surveillance cameras capture the license plate." Angela waved and drove away.

Although Jack was not sure that Angela's idea of ​​finding a car was correct, he was sure that Detective Calderon's idea was wrong.

The husband's performance just now didn't make him feel like a murderer. Ordinary people would not have such superb acting skills, especially some subconscious action details, which would be difficult for ordinary people to notice.

Moreover, he roughly inspected the body and found that except for a fatal head injury, there were no other obvious injuries on the exposed skin of the deceased, which was not consistent with the inference of domestic violence.

However, there were skin fragments left in the nails of the deceased, indicating that he had scratched someone before he died. Jack had carefully observed his husband, and there were no scratch marks on his face and hands except for some fresh blood.

This case is not complicated. With a little investment of resources or some time, you can definitely get to the bottom of it. On the contrary, Jack is very interested in the reaction of Detective Calderon.

"John, do you think the female detective's attitude towards Angela is strange?" Jack thought thoughtfully.

"Ah?" John was a little puzzled: "Isn't the relationship between girls always so inexplicable? One moment they want to kill each other, and the next moment they hold hands and feel like sisters."

Fuck, what you said makes sense. Jack couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and it took him a long time to think of what he wanted to express.

"I mean, have you ever felt that Detective Calderon looked at Angela like he was looking at a traitor?"

John slapped his forehead and looked like he felt the same, "Did you also notice the look in her eyes before? She did feel very disappointed."