Chapter 58
Daisy’s house.
Early in the morning, Daisy stood in the kitchen making breakfast in her light pajamas.
Luke sat at the dining room table, his eyes sweeping over her back, the pajamas were rather loose, only the slim waist could be seen.
The sunlight sprinkled on the pajamas, the light filtered through the tulle, and the curves of her body were revealed, high, slim, and firm.
Unlike the slender bamboo legs, Daisy’s wine glass legs were more fleshy.
A foreign girl can easily arouse the desire of one’s heart.
Luke wanted to go out with Daisy.
Daisy’s attitude was a bit complicated.
Luke could feel that Daisy had a good feeling about him, and secondly, he could give Daisy a sense of security.
As to whether it was more of the former or the latter, he couldn’t say.
However, the two could live together, and had already succeeded in the first step.
The next step was to find a suitable opportunity to sleep with her.
Shameless?
He didn’t care, the two worlds only wanted to do what he liked to do.
Like working overtime, if you want to add, you can add, if you don’t want to add, you can’t.
As a person with a system, still expect that little overtime pay to get rich and famous?
“It’s time for breakfast.” Daisy walked over with a dinner plate and sat across from Luke.
Toast, fried eggs, bacon, sausage, lettuce, mushrooms, milk, and orange juice.
“Wow wow, that’s very hearty. I hope every day is of this standard.” Luke took a bite of the sausage, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, it was oven baked, the crust had cracked and the grease was forced out.
Daisy took a sip of her orange juice, “Then eat more, Bodyguard Luke.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Luke answered with a smile, “What time do you get off tonight? I’m going home to pick up a couple changes of clothes.”
“I have a meeting with a client this afternoon, so I’ll probably be working late in the evening, so you don’t have to pick me up.
I’m not afraid to leave work alone, I just don’t like the house being dark, as long as the lights are on.”
“OK, that’s easier than being a cop.”
Arriving at the Detective Bureau in the morning, Luke was primarily responsible for giving giving statements to the people involved in the case.
Three of Lawn’s children were also called to the station to ask if they knew anything about the clues about the warehouse.
In the meantime, there was also a small episode, Emma accused her sister Sophia of tampering with the will, brother Brooke was on the side to persuade the fight, the result is not to persuade, the more persuasion Emma made a scene the more ferocious, feeling isolated, and even brought his brother together to scold.
It took a while to separate the three for questioning.
Emma read the written will, because of the conflict between the interests of the brother and sister full of resentment.
In the afternoon, Mary from the technical survey team came to the office with a document in her hand, “The test report from the site survey is out.”
Susan made a gesture of please, “Mary, please help read it.”
Mary opened the file and picked up the highlighted information, “We tested the blood on the floor for the same DNA as the deceased. Some hairs were found on the floor of the warehouse identical to the DNA of the suspect, Tim.
Also we found a right palm print on the crate that was different from Tim’s palm print.
The body of the deceased was too badly decomposed to be compared.
The possibility of a third person being present cannot be ruled out.
That’s all the main facts.”
Luke asked, “Was the oil painting held in the dead man’s hand restored?”
Mary sighed, “The oil painting is close to the body and also has a certain degree of decay, the restoration is very difficult and requires a professional to handle it, it will take a while longer.”
The lieutenant laughed, “OK, we’ll have to have a chat with Tim’s little friend this time.”
Three o’clock in the afternoon.
Detective Bureau interrogation room.
Tim was handcuffed to the interrogation chair while Luke and the Vice Squad handled the interrogation.
The vice squad sat at the interrogation table and looked at Tim with a smile, “How have the last two days been? Any progress on the new romance.”
Tim glared at him and cocked his head to the side.
“Wow wow, look at you being such a pussy, looks like it’s going well with your cellmate.”
“Bullshit, old man, shut the fuck up, I’m not afraid of you.”
“Don’t be impulsive young man, I’m here today with good news for you. Lawn didn’t die, tell me your acceptance speech.”
“I don’t know Lawn, I don’t know what you mean by that.”
The lieutenant continued, “On February 26th you and your accomplice went to Lawn’s house in a black Volvo and attacked him with a Taser, but he didn’t die, do you regret now that you didn’t kill him.
With Lawn’s testimony, we have enough to figure out the whole case. If you want to come forward and confess, you can be given another chance.”
Tim’s complexion changed slightly, and he lowered his head, not daring to meet the vice squad’s eyes again.
“OK, I’ll talk if you won’t.” The lieutenant stood up, pacing back and forth.
“After you attacked Lawn, you got the key and social security card from him, after that you drove to the warehouse, need I go on?”
Tim’s body shook imperceptibly, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
The lieutenant held his hands on the interrogation chair and towered over him, “Why did you kill Tony?”
Tim’s fists clenched and a few words popped out between his teeth, “I don’t know who Tony is?”
“Have you ever been to the Munn Storage Center?”
“No,” Tim answered dryly.
“Edmund Lockard once said ‘Where there’s contact, there are traces’ and we found blood and hair in the warehouse where the crime took place. The blood is identical to the deceased, and the hairs belong to you.
Tim, that alone is enough for us to charge you.”
“FUCK! FUCK ……”
Tim couldn’t carry it and broke down completely, “I admit I’ve been to the warehouse, but I didn’t kill Tony.”
The lieutenant struck while the iron was hot, “Who was the killer?”
“Cole Baker.”
“Where is he?”
“I don’t know. It’s been so long since I was caught, he’s long gone.”
“Tell me everything you can about Cole Baker.”
“He’s an oil painting dealer, and all I know is his cell phone number, 626 876 9172.”
“Who owns that black Volvo?”
“I rented it with a friend’s driver’s license.”
“How did you two meet?”
“About a year ago, we met at an oil painting show, and I’m also an oil painting dealer, and he initiated a conversation with me about wanting to acquire some well-known oil paintings and asked if I had any channels.
We chatted quite well, exchanged business cards, there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future.
“Later, we had a few contacts and a few drinks. He was very interested in the works of the Impressionist master Schilder Hassan, and said that as long as he could get Schilder’s works, he would give me a generous honorarium.
At first, I thought he had a golden master who wanted to buy Schilder’s paintings, but then I realized that he had a Schilder painting in his ancestry, but the painting was stolen and he had been trying to retrieve it.
Later, he inquired about the painting through other sources and learned that the painting might be in Tony’s hands.”
Tim sighed softly and continued, “We found Tony and forced him to ask him about the whereabouts of the painting, and he said that the painting was in Lawn’s hands and took us to Lawn’s house.
We caught Lawn and asked where the painting was.
Lawn said that the oil paintings were hidden in the Munn storage center, which we found and opened, and there were indeed a number of oil paintings hidden inside, but no Schild’s work.
Cole is furious and feels cheated and threatens to kill Tony.
Tony doggedly attacked Cole and things got out of hand.
I assisted Cole in controlling Tony, drove the car and prepared to remove the paintings, and by the time I drove the car to the warehouse heel …… Tony strangled Cole to death.
SORRY, I was wrong, it was Cole who strangled Tony to death.”
“Strangled with what?”
“A belt.”
The lieutenant asked, “So Cole was the mastermind?”
“Yes.”
“What exactly was his beef with Tony and Lawn?”
“I don’t know, I’d have me keep a lookout outside while they talked, he didn’t trust me at all, he was just using me.”
“Do you have any other accomplices?”
“No.”
“Why did you help Cole with the crime?”
“I like to gamble …… borrowed a lot of loan sharks, if I don’t pay back, they will kill me.”
“Do you want to reduce your sentence?”
“Sure, I’m willing to be a tainted witness against Cole.”
“OK, then help us catch Cole first.”
“Cole is a mysterious man, he’s been on my defense and I really don’t know too much about him.”
“Do you have a picture of him?”
“No, but I can draw a portrait of him for you.”
“You can paint?”
“Yea, the water in this business is very deep, without resources and connections, no one will buy your painting at all, I can only choose to be an oil painting merchant.”
In Luke’s opinion, this one was more like a fixer than an oil painting merchant.
“When will you be ready to paint?”
“Do you want a sketch, or an oil painting?”
“Sketches.”
“Tomorrow afternoon should be about right.”
The lieutenant laughed, “Tomorrow morning at nine o’clock, I’ll send someone to pick it up on time.”