Detective Luke

Chapter 11 Obligations

Luca asked again, "How many Tesser guns in your shop?"

"There are really only two, and the other g*n is sold in January."

"I want his identity information."

"Yes. But I hope this is here, don't affect my business."

Luca, "I am not interested in small shrimp like you, but if you dare to lie, I promise to let you retire in advance."

"I don't need to lie in this kind of thing. I am just a businessman. It is nothing more important to me than business." The boss finished, pointing to the stool outside the counter.Buying records of guns. "

Luke did not dare to relax his vigilance in the g*n store, glanced around, and kept alert at any time.

"Sir, I found it."

The boss comes over and puts a document on the counter. “This is the identity of the customer who bought the modified Taser.”

Name, Tony Will

Cell phone number, 6268639845

Purchase date, January 13,2022

There is also a copy of the driver's license under the information.

The photocopy of the driver's license is blurry.

Luke pointed to the camera in the corner of the roof. “Pull up the surveillance video.”

“Sir, the surveillance video can only be saved for a month. It's already march. The surveillance video has been covered. I Can't bring it up.”

“Hand over the hard drive containing the surveillance video and we'll take it back to the station.”

“Okay.” The boss was reluctant, but did as Luke told him.

Davy was not idle either. After getting the name and driver's license of the customer, he contacted Matthew, a clerk, directly to verify the information.

Soon, Matthew sent back the details of his client, Tony.

“Sir, the hard drive you asked for,” the boss said as he removed it and handed it to Luke.

Davy held up her phone and clicked on a clear photo of client Tony. “Is he the one who bought the modified Taser?” She asked

The Man in the photo is a white man in his forties with a moustache.

The boss took a good look. “Er... sort of.”

Davy said, “Hey, don't play games with me. I want an accurate answer.”

The boss was in a dilemma. “There are so many customers in the shop every day. I can't remember everyone's appearance clearly. Besides, it's been more than a month. I really can't remember.”

Davy was upset and wanted to say more.

Worried about a repeat of the last time, Luke shook the hard drive in his hand. “Davy, we still have this

Davy glanced up and down at his boss. “You better not be lying...”

Watching the two people out of the store, the boss breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, “f**k! Two@#% ...”

......

Black Dodge Challenger.

Davy smiled. “Fishing for justice, that's what you call brainstorming. It's so old-fashioned. That's what my grandfather used to do when he was a cop.”

“Human history is all about repetition,” Luke laughs. “There's no such thing as old or new. It's about how and by whom.”

“Are you going to study philosophy instead?”

“Yeah, you caught me. Call me professor Luke.”

“Comeon, focus on the case,” Davy said, rolling his eyes, “I got Tony's address from Matthew. Should we pay him a visit? Maybe this guy is a taser robbery suspect.”

“Gollum...”

Luke's stomach growled. “I suggest we go to dinner first.”

“Are you serious?”

“Of course, I don't want to work on an empty stomach,” said Luke, who suffered from stomach problems at a young age in her previous life.

In a second life, he will not make the same mistake again.

The two went to a Mexican restaurant, Luke asked for a beef burrier and a chicken burrier, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

The burrito is made of corn noodles. The yellow orange orange looks very appetite. It contains purple and blue silk, carrot shreds, lettuce shreds, roasted chicken or beef, squeezed salad sauce or sweet hot sauce.Happiness.

It's a bit like the big cake rolls in China, but the meat here is more, and the sense of satiety is stronger.

Satisfied.

After lunch, Luke was a little sleepy and sat into the co -driver.

David was speechless and could only be forced to choose to drive.

"If I am the captain, I will take your kid."

Luke's eyelids didn't lift it, "This is exactly what I want to say."

David launched a car, "I estimate that in your work attitude, it is estimated that this life is not a chance to be promoted to the captain."

"David, this world is unfair, and it is not possible to succeed in hard work."

"Don't learn the old man's preaching and kiss, you are not as big as me."

"You are right, I will rely on you in the future. I will meet, and call me." Luke fired a reversing chair.

David shook his head and drove to Tony's address.

Luke narrowed for more than ten minutes and felt that the car was getting bumpy. He sat up and looked out of the window. The scenery on the street had changed.

The street becomes dirty and old. The sidewalks are full of colorful tents. Wanderers can be seen everywhere, and the proportion of blacks and Mexico has increased significantly.

Luke asked, "It seems that the suspect is not very good."

"If you live well, you won't be robbed. Many d**g addicts gathered nearby. I guess that 80 % of the goods are addicts." David sighed and frowned.

"Do you know the situation nearby."

"I would rather not understand it myself." David turned on the right turning light and parked the car on the side of the road. "It's here."

Luke checked the g*n. He used the Glock pistol, 17 rounds of magazine capacity, light weight, good feel, no external insurance. In the event of an emergency, he could shoot at the first time.

David took out the Sub-2000 Kabbin g*n and revealed a disdain. "Hey, Boy, you should change a big guy."

Luke patted the inside of his thigh and laughed, "I already have it."

David's face was speechless.

The two came to a dilapidated wooden house and pushed away the badly damaged wooden fences, and the yard was covered with weeds and miscellaneous miscellaneous objects.

Davy gestured for Luke to watch the back door.

Luke walked from the side of the house to the back door with his g*n in both hands, and looked through the glass. There was no sign of anyone inside.

Davy knocked on the front door

No response.

Knock, Knock

There was another hurried knock at the door.

Davy shouted, “Hey, Tony, open the door. I know you're home.”

There was still no response from the house.

Luke could hear everything from the back. If anyone was in the room, they couldn't have missed it.

The cabin has only one floor, the area is not big, through the window to observe the situation inside, and did not find anything unusual.

The suspect was either not at home or was hiding somewhere in the house.

Luke returned to the front yard. “Davy, the suspect may have escaped.”

Davy was silent for a moment, then made a silent gesture. “I thought I heard something in the house... Yeah, like a cry for help.”

Luke had a bad feeling. “What the hell are you doing?”

“I heard a cry for help in the house. As police, we have the duty and the right to go in and check,” Davy said and kicked the door open

“LAPD!”