Chapter 357

Half an hour ago, Natasha’s house.

A black Dodge was parked on the side of the road, and the two of them, Blacky and Porter, stepped out of the car.

Blacky swept his eyes around, “Man, this case is unusual, watch my eyes and put a smart face on it.”

Potter slapped his cheek, “Have you ever seen a rookie this old?”

Blackie said, “A rookie knows no age, if I ran for president right now, I’d be shouted down as a rookie too.”

Potter laughed, “Haha, you’re already planning for retirement.”

Blackie said, “Would you pick me?”

“Of course, it’s better than two old men who fall over when they walk.”

“Haha ……”

In the middle of the conversation, the two walked up to Natasha’s door.

Black looked around again, the explosion at the Vaughn Jiu-Jitsu Club haunting him, and warned, “If you hear any unusual sounds or see me running, you follow.”

Potter said with a serious look on his face, “I will.”

Black knocked on the door of the room, “Knock knock.”

No one answered and Potter pulled out his pistol, “I’m going to check the back door.”

Blackie knocked again the house was still silent, then Blackie walked over to the window to check, the house was pitch black it was hard to see inside.

“Marcus.” Potter’s voice came from the backyard.

Blacky walked to the backyard with his gun and saw Potter standing by the backyard window which had been broken.

With Blacky in cover, Porter took out his flashlight and shined it inside the window, “House shows signs of rummaging, no one in sight.”

The two didn’t enter the house right away, Blacky called to tell Luke and Porter contacted the surrounding patrolmen for backup.

A few minutes later, the nearby patrol arrived at the scene, Blackie and Porter before breaking into the room to search.

The house is a bit cluttered, cupboards, sofas, closets have been rummaged traces, some items scattered on the ground, there are obvious traces of theft, but did not see a suspicious figure.

Xiao Hei guessed that Natasha had just been killed and her house suffered a burglary, there should be a connection between the two, this should be more than just a simple burglary.

Blackie out of the house is ready to call Luke to report, suddenly saw not far away listening to a gray car, the car turned off the lights, but he vaguely saw a bright light.

Blackie did not dare to be careless, pulled out a pistol alert, toward the gray sedan walked over, close to a distance, Blackie vaguely see the car has a shadow shaking.

“LAPD, please open the windows.”

Porter heard the commotion as well and covered Black in the back with his pistol.

The window slowly came down, and a head peeked out from the driver’s side, “Hey, Detective Marcus, long time no see.”

Blacky froze for a moment and lowered his pistol, “Parley Jones.”

Sitting in the cab was none other than Blackie’s old favorite black female reporter: “Ooooh …… just how long has it been since I’ve seen you, and you’re already calling it by its full name, and it’s really relentless.”

“I …… was just a little surprised.” The small black hand up pistol, rhetorical question: “Why are you here?”

“Is it illegal to park here?”

“No, you should understand what I mean, you are a good reporter, you won’t come here for no reason.

Did …… you follow me?”

“Inspector Marcus, you still can’t change your self-interest, I’m not stalking you.

I’m not interested in married men.”

Blackie said, “So let me get this straight, you’re here about the Jiu-Jitsu Club case?”

Parley Jones didn’t say anything.

Black felt he had guessed correctly, but there was doubt in his mind, how did she know it was Natasha’s house?

And how did she know that something had happened to Natasha’s house?

Think of Parry Jones has always been well-informed, and have their own news channels, could it be that she has the clues that the police do not know: “Parry, let’s talk about it?”

“Talk about what?”

“What do you know about the Jiu-Jitsu Club case?”

“Are you trying to exchange information, or set me up.

If it’s the former, I’m happy to.

But if it’s the latter ……,” Parley Jones gave a you-know-what expression.

Blackie hemmed and hawed.

Parley Jones bristled, “I knew you wouldn’t dare say anything without Luke’s approval.

Where is he?”

“Luke’s not here.”

Parley Jones pulled out a written note, “Give this to Luke, I want to meet with him, please make sure he comes.”

“When?”

Parley Jones glanced at her watch, “Around eleven, I’ll meet him there.”

Black shook his head, “Knowing what I know about Luke, he may not be there.”

“Look, I know …… we’ve had some misunderstandings before, but this is different, I do know something about the Jiu Jitsu Club.

I need to meet with Luke and talk it over.”

“You knew the dead man?”

“Yes, Natasha and I have been in contact.”

“What was your relationship? Why was Natasha killed?”

“If you want to know, have Luke meet me tonight. I want to talk to him and settle our little grudge in the process.”

“As I said, Luke may not be there, so why don’t you talk to me?

You should know that I’m a much better talker than Luke.”

Parley Jones shook her head, “You broke my heart.”

“Come on, Pari, I know you, you’re not the petty type, you value the cause more.”

“You want the truth?”

“Of course, even though we’re no longer …… we can still be friends and help each other.”

“You’re not qualified.”

“What? I’m not qualified enough?”

“SORRY, I didn’t want to say it, didn’t want to hurt you.

But it’s the truth.

Relay it to Luke for me, I have the clues he wants to solve the case, thanks.” Parley Jones closed the car window.

Black leaned over and said, “Don’t go, if you really want to talk to Luke, I can take you to the police station.”

“No, I’m not going to the police station.

Besides, let Luke come alone, I don’t want to see anyone else.

Especially you.” Parley Jones finished and drove straight away.

“Damn!” Black was a little depressed and spread his hands, “I’m Detective Marcus now, a Detective!”

Another scene.

The location of the crash and firefight had been cordoned off, with a number of police cars parked around it.

After the red sedan had fled, Luke had contacted the surrounding patrols to assist in the interception, but none had found any trace of the car.

Luke and Jackson switched to a new car and also searched the surrounding highways, again with no luck.

Crash site has been located in the suburbs of Los Angeles, the highway is surrounded by the endless Gobi, Luke guessed that the suspect vehicle is likely to be driven from the highway into the Gobi, as long as the headlights off like a stone dropped into the sea, it is difficult to find again.

Around the police patrol searched for more than an hour, there is still no trace of the red car, Luke had to give up.

Luke and the rest of the team stayed in contact, Blackie and Porter rushed to Natasha’s house and found traces of burglary in her house, most likely by the same group of suspects.

It’s now pretty much certain that the target of the explosion would have been Natasha, it’s just not clear what the suspects are up to.

However, the gang’s rampage left a deep impression on Luke, stopping police cars and shooting at the police, this was not something that ordinary suspects could do, it was most likely an organized crime.

If Natasha was just a jiu-jitsu instructor, it was logically impossible to provoke these people?

Why did they blow up Natasha?

And what items were they looking for in her home?

Too much has happened tonight for the courier to be a strong suspect and the single most important clue.

Also, Luke wounded one of the suspects and his blood was left at the scene of the shooting, so if the pair had priors, they should be able to identify each other.

After processing the situation at the crime scene, Luke remembered something that Blackie had called about.

Parley Jones.

This woman was very good at messing things up, but it had to be said that she did have a knack for messing up the news, she had found Natasha’s house in the first place, and judging from her tone of voice, it was likely that she knew Natasha and had some clues that the police were not aware of.

The reason why the other party wanted to see him, Luke could roughly guess, this woman was bent on making big news, most likely she wanted to exchange some clues and news with him.

If the other party could really provide some clues that had interest in investigating the case, Luke wouldn’t mind exchanging some clues with her that didn’t violate the rules.

With Luke’s current position, he had some autonomy in this regard.

After eleven o’clock at night, Luke arrived at the address written on the note.

Kamosi’s Bar.

The location of this bar was relatively remote, the sign was also very old, and there were a few gossiping blacks standing at the entrance, looking at Luke from time to time.

If placed in the past, Luke would definitely glare back viciously, and might even beat them up if he was in a bad mood.

But today Luke didn’t want to cause trouble, nor did he want to expose his identity.

Luke glanced at his watch, he was already much later than the scheduled time, however, he believed that Parley Jones should wait for him.

Luke entered the bar, the space inside was bigger than expected, the decoration style was a bit similar to the African style, however, there weren’t many people in the bar, only a few tables of people, there were a few black people dancing on the dance floor, there were both men and women, they looked pretty high.

Most of the bar is black, Luke suddenly appeared here is still a bit different, caused a lot of attention.

Luke also looked around, and did not find the figure of Parry Jones, could it be that this woman has already left?

Luke has the other party’s cell phone number, but does not want to take the initiative to call, if Luke did not guess wrong, the other party should also call in a while.

Luke sat down at the bar, “Is there anything to eat here?”

He was so busy until midnight that he didn’t even bother with dinner.

The bartender said, “Only alcohol is sold here. There are snacks over there, you’ll need to get your own.”

“A beer.” Luke was ready to drink a beer first to pad his stomach.

Just then, Luke felt someone coming up behind him, and twisted his head to look, it was a middle-aged Latino man, wearing a baseball cap, with his right hand tucked into his jacket pocket.

The Latino man sat down next to Luke, his right hand still tucked into his jacket pocket, “Are you waiting for someone?”

Luke turned to face him.

The Latino man cautioned, “Don’t move, look in my right pocket, I don’t want to hurt you, but my fingers don’t work sometimes.”

Luke looked at the other man and then looked around, not far from the table sat a Latino man as well, younger, looking to be in his twenties.

“Who are you guys?”

The Latino man in the baseball cap said, “You don’t have to care, just give me the stuff.”

Luke didn’t know what he was talking about, it was different from what he had agreed to with Parley Jones, but Luke didn’t say anything about it, “You’re not the ones I’m waiting for, maybe you’ve got the wrong guy.”

“That’s right, it was reporter Parley Jones who sent us.”

“OK, so did she say what she wanted you guys to come and get?”

“You know what she wants and so do we, no tricks.” The man in the baseball cap shook his right side pocket, his tone full of menace.

“Our previous agreement wasn’t a one-sided give and take, what about what she gave me?”

“You want bullets? I can send you a few.

Stop wearing out my patience, huh?”

Luke countered, “Do you know who I am?”

The Latino man in the baseball cap threatened, “I don’t know who you used to be, but if you don’t get what I want, you’ll be a dead man soon.”

The two men spoke quietly enough not to attract any other attention for the moment.

The bartender came over with a beer and placed it in front of Luke, “Ten dollars.”

The Latino man in the baseball cap glanced at the bartender.

Taking this opportunity, Luke made a direct move, swinging his left fist and smashing it directly into the other man’s solar plexus.

“Bang!”

A shot rang out, and Luke felt his clothes tugging.

The man wearing a baseball cap was directly hit by Luke, and the gun in his hand dropped.

Luke was confident in his fists and didn’t look at him more than once, pulling out a pistol in his right hand and shooting at the other Latino man.

“Bang bang ……”

Both sides fired almost at the same time, and Luke felt a bullet graze his shoulder.

At the same time, Luke also fired three shots in a row, and the bullets hit the other man’s chest.

The young Latino man fell straight to the ground, blood gushing out of his chest, and the gun in his hand dropped.

“Ah ……” the bar’s guests burst into a scream.

At this moment, Luke didn’t mean to stop, and fired four more shots at the Latino man he had knocked to the ground.

“Bang ……”

The four shots all hit the limbs of the body, directly making the Latino man wearing a baseball cap spread out on the ground, unable to move, and letting out a wail from his mouth, “Ah ah ……”

In fact, the man wearing a baseball cap appeared briefly unconscious after being punched by Luke, but the sound of the gunshot woke him up, and he had already gone to touch his gun.

If Luke hadn’t hit his limbs first, he still would have shot back.

[Bullet avoidance card activated, used].

A familiar voice came from Luke’s head, making him a little upset, and he added another shot at the man in the baseball cap, directly piercing the palm of the other’s right hand: “Ah ……”

There was another scream.

As for the other Latino man who was hit in the vitals, he was presumed dead.

The bar was empty at this point, and the other patrons either ran away screaming or hid.

Luke scanned around and his eyes landed on the man in the baseball cap, “It’s clear now, let’s have a good chat.”

The man in the baseball cap showed a panicked look, “Don’t kill me, please, don’t kill me.”

Luke sat down in his chair, picked up his beer mug, and took a big gulp, “Who are you guys?”