Two hours ago, the head of the Los Angeles Police Department arrived at the scene. After collecting the body, he listened to Detective "Carter"'s report. In the boastful report of Detective "Carter", Mr. Director immediately analyzed the key points and keenly captured the key...
The Chinese man who assisted in the investigation was probably the real master of solving the case.
However, both Sir Li and Consul Han took the initiative to give all the credit to "Carter".
So Mr. Director could only announce the closure of the case with a smile and give "Carter" a credit.
After all, the case was solved by detectives from the Los Angeles Police Department, which is a credit to Mr. Chief. No one can have too much credit, not to mention that Mr. Consul also took the initiative to express his gratitude to Detective "Carter" and stated that he would personally write a letter of thanks afterwards?
The other police detectives nearby changed their looks at Carter after hearing the news.
The rookie police detective needs to get an A in his year-end assessment!
The rookie police detective is getting a promotion!
What an unbelievable thing that made the detectives envious and secretly criticize his bad luck.
After the Los Angeles Police Department closed down the team, Sir Li parted ways with the rookie detective and returned home with Consul Han and Xiurong. With the previous foreshadowing, the people from the Los Angeles Police Department would naturally not make things difficult for him.
After all, the Los Angeles Police Department and the FBI are two completely different agencies, with different bosses and different seats, so there is no reason to trouble him.
That night.
Consular Villa.
After Li Shaoze and his party returned to the villa, they first asked their assistant to send "Xiurong" to take a bath, and then arranged for the little girl to go to bed.
Xiu Rong had been greatly frightened in the past two days. Consul Han planned to let his daughter take a week off from school and wait until next week to make up for classes.
The two were sitting on the sofa drinking tea. After chatting for a while, Consul Han took the initiative and asked: "Officer Li, if you need it, I can drive you to the airport tomorrow morning."
His car has a diplomatic license plate, and the FBI cannot search the car or detain people.
At that time, with Officer Li's financial resources, he can arrange for a private plane to leave quietly. I believe there will be no problem at all.
Li Shaoze smiled brightly, knowing that Mr. Consul was worried about him, but he did not put Matthew in his eyes at all. He shook his head and said, "Consul Han, thank you for your trouble."
"I don't need a special car, but I hope Consul Han can help check Matthew's background information and financial status."
Consul Han knows the diplomatic attaché of his motherland, so it is not too difficult to investigate someone.
But isn’t the FBI targeting Sir Li because of previous treachery? In this case, it would be enough to just run away and return to China. Why should we only conduct an intelligence investigation on Matthew? Could it be...
Consul Han narrowed his eyes and thought about something for a moment. He nodded and said, "Don't worry, leave this matter to me."
"I'll give you an answer tomorrow at noon."
"good."
Li Shaoze drank the tea, put the cup on the table and said with a smile, "It's getting late, Consul Han, I'm going to rest first."
"The jet lag from yesterday's flight to Los Angeles still affects me."
To be honest, he was banging his head, looking very sleepy.
Consul Han stood up quickly and said, "Officer Li, please. Xiao Zheng has prepared the guest room. She will take her in."
Li Shaoze nodded immediately, turned around and followed the consular assistant towards the guest room on the second floor of the villa.
Finally, the female assistant stopped in front of the guest room, and he closed the door alone, took off his suit and prepared to sleep.
You know, after these two days of not sleeping and working on cases, ordinary people would not be able to hold on. However, Sir Li's physical condition is quite good, so he was a little tired after two days in a row.
So he still followed his habit and called his wife after taking a shower to report that she was safe. After chatting for twenty minutes, he hung up the phone and sat on the window sill to smoke.
From his angle, he could see two surveillance cameras on the wall of the villa.
Sir Li also knew the surveillance in other locations and knew where to leave the villa without anyone noticing.
"hehe."
"This is Los Angeles. I have no law enforcement authority. I don't seem to need evidence to do anything, right?"
Li Shaoze smoked a cigarette and raised a smile on his lips.
Regardless of whether he had evidence or not, Matthew was always against him and attacking him was not unfair at all.
So Sir Li turned around and turned off the light, standing in front of the window sill and waiting.
After waiting for ten minutes, I felt a little bored and suddenly thought that Consul Han's wife was not in Los Angeles during this time. Consul Han didn't tell her about "Xiurong" either, so she didn't rush back to Los Angeles.
Moreover, Consul Han’s female assistant looks and has a good figure.
Tsk tsk, is there any story in this...
After waiting for half an hour, the lights on the first floor of the living room were also turned off.
Li Shaoze's ears twitched slightly. After noticing whether there was any movement upstairs, he directly put on the "Shawshank" suit, turned over and left from the second floor.
Not long after, he came two streets away, transformed a motorcycle from the storage space, and placed it on the street.
Boom boom.
The sound of the locomotive sounded, and "Shawshank" appeared in the dark night, and then disappeared in the dark night.
Two o'clock in the night
A single-family five-story residential building in the suburbs of Los Angeles.
Matthew had not slept until this moment, and had been hunched over his desk, swishing, waving Hong Kong dollars and writing something on them.
After a long time, he put down the pen and took a deep breath and said, "This should be okay, right?"
I saw a report on the desktop, and the title at the beginning was a line of large characters.
"Strategic Dangerous Person——Li Shaoze"
The so-called strategically dangerous persons are actually an internal FBI dangerous list, which lists various regions around the world. Some extremely powerful and dangerous people.
These figures often have deep backgrounds and high influence in a certain region. As long as they enter the United States, they are the first to be controlled and assassinated.
Of course, none of these people have anything to do with the United States.
Prior to action, approval from the FBI's chief of operations is also required.
Li Shaoze was not qualified to be on the list before, but now... Matthew believes that as long as he submits this report to his superiors, given Li Shaoze's status as the banker behind the financial crisis, the operations chief will definitely approve it.
At that time, on the grounds that the target is within the territory, we will quickly apply for internal action to kill him within the territory.
Hey, the FBI only looks at the benefits, not the reasons, in everything it does.
This time he was able to finish the job perfectly, not only killing an enemy, but also successfully working in the FBI until his retirement.
Unfortunately, he didn't expect anyone to be more ruthless than him. There is no need to go through the procedures at all, and now I have gone out to do things.
"call."
Matthew put the report away, picked up the mineral water bottle on the table, unscrewed the cap and drank.
Suddenly there was a very clear sound of accelerator on the street, and the sound got closer and closer, causing many citizens to curse.
At this time, Matthew stretched out his waist and was about to go to bed. After hearing the motorcycle, he put down his water bottle and joined in the curse.
"Damn bikers."
"The city police are off duty."
If the speedsters were still there, he would definitely go out to arrest them.
But he didn't expect that the sound of the motorcycle gradually became quieter, and the engine turned off, stopping in front of his house.
This gave Matthew a bad premonition. He pulled out the pistol with a solemn brow, clicked the safety, and quietly approached the window.
When he looked down, he happened to see a white mask in the helmet and the deep pupils under the white mask.
In the dark night, this motorcycle rider transforms into a ghost knight in a magical story, and everything is full of ominousness.
The ghost knight smiled, opened a ring with both hands, and stared at his window.
That's a grenade!
"damn it."
Although Matthew couldn't guess who the person in the car was, the other person clearly looked like he was looking for trouble. Even a fool would know that he had bad intentions and wanted his life.
So he instantly reached out for the muzzle of the gun, held the handle of the gun with both hands, and aimed at the knight's chest.
Speaking of which, Matthew also has agent skills up to LV3. One-on-one, he is also a good expert in the FBI.
It's a pity, who cares how high his skills are?
The ghost knight had already chosen the right time, raised his arm first, drew a grenade across the parabola, and threw it steadily into the window.
"boom!"
After a clean flash, Matthew's pistol fell from the window onto the lawn. Broken clothes, stained with blood, rushed out of the sky together with glass and sawdust.
During his career in the FBI, he had offended too many people, and this was not the first time he had been assassinated.
Only this time, it was so clean and tidy.
Even LV5 is useless in front of grenades!
"snort."
Li Shaoze sneered, continued to drive the motorcycle forward for a while, and then put the motorcycle into the storage space. Then he took out a car and drove the car leisurely back to the consul's villa. After hiding the car, he returned to the room again.
From start to finish, the entire process took less than forty minutes.
Not only was it no trouble, it didn't even delay his sleep. Then, he really fell asleep.
At the same time, the Los Angeles Police Department received a call from nearby neighbors and drove a police car to the scene, preparing to start overtime work at night.
But after determining the identity of the deceased, the Los Angeles Police Department immediately handed the case over to the FBI.
Because FBI police officers have a very special status, all internal death cases are handled by them.
Team leader Matthew just led his team members to participate in a case. Now that the FBI received the news, it naturally took it very seriously and immediately went to the scene to investigate.
Since the murderer arrived at the scene in a swaggering manner and committed the crime by throwing thunder, the detectives quickly completed a puzzle sketch of the murderer from neighbors.
The result of the puzzle is very different from a certain handsome face.
"What's this?"
When an agent was sorting out the team leader's documents, he suddenly took out a mobile phone from the cabinet.
After opening the text message on his phone, a look of shock immediately appeared on his face.
"Kidnapping plan!"
The detective also did not expect that the messages in the mobile phone text messages were all the action plan and time for the kidnapping of the consul's daughter.
Finally, after comparing the phone numbers, the FBI confirmed the identities of "George" and "Matthew" at the same time, and confirmed that the number came from the private mobile phone of the criminal "Nakajima".
This attack was also determined by them to be the remnants of the Nakajima Group carrying out retaliatory activities against Matthew.
