Chapter 343 (1/2)
The black policewoman hesitated and said, ”three days ago in the morning, someone robbed a cash truck. Our colleagues rushed there and all four died.”
As soon as the words came out, Luke's faces sank.
Kill the police. Kill four more. The robbers are bold.
No wonder the black policewoman looks busy and impatient.
Sonya said she was sorry. In order to give in to the little quarrel, the four went to the Office pointed out by the policewoman.
Sonya came up and said in a low voice, ”Luke, shall we come here at this time...”
Luke was helpless: ”who knew it would be so clever? But it's all police. Can we not check it? ”
Sonya frowned and said nothing.
Los Angeles County Police Department killed four policemen. Isn't mark the Texas Ranger killed?
Enter the door of that office and look inside, Luke's corner of the eye took a smoke: holyshxt! Who are you going to fight?
This office is not high-grade, that is to say, it is separated by some wood and glass, but it is quite wide.
In the room of more than 50 square meters, more than ten police officers are killing themselves and checking their equipment and weapons.
M4A1 and ar15 will not be mentioned, even HK416 is an expensive product, but is this too exaggerated?
Special police also need to be equipped with some micro impact shotguns. These County police are all heavy firepower.
A policeman at the door saw Luke, frowned and asked, ”what are you doing?”
Luke takes out the police officer's card and lights it up: ”Los Angeles West police department, Luke.”
”What's the matter?” the man was stunned
Luke: I'm here for the Texas Rangers case
”Big Nick, here's a detective from the west side police station coming to investigate the case,” the man turned around and shouted
The people in the office almost stopped at the same time and looked over.
A moment later, a tall, bearded, middle-aged white man came over, looking unhappy: ”what do you want to check?”
Luke looked calm. ”Mark Owen, the Texas Ranger who was stopped and shot three days ago, remember?”
Nick, with a big beard, frowned: ”huh? So what? ”
Luke: so, I want to know who approved the escort route
Nick's face turned cold. ”It's me. What else do you want to ask? Need to take me back to your police interrogation room? ”
Luke's face was still calm: ”Mark Owen is a policeman. He died in his job. I think his family needs an answer.”
Nick's face was ugly, but he didn't dare say anything drastic.
Dare to ridicule the police officer who died in his post, that is to be excluded. After all, no one likes that his colleague is a scum who even doesn't respect the police officer who died in his post.
Moreover, just as some of their colleagues have been killed in their posts, they can't speak in disorder.
”I think you are very busy. Can you save each other's time and find a place to talk?” Luke opens.
Nick big beard beckoned, and a few people walked to the corner of the office. He kicked away a man who was buried in the equipment: ”go there, give our dear LAPD colleagues a seat.”
The man got a touch, but grinned at Luke, his eyes full of sarcasm.
Luke didn't even give the man one.