The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 109
"Are you sure?" Angela obviously thought the same way. A murder involving a counterfeit banknote worth tens of millions was no less than pie in the sky.

"It's the most authentic counterfeit banknote I've ever seen, but it's definitely fake. When I was a construction contractor, I often dealt with cash, especially this kind of large denomination."

John swears by it.

"It's very authentic, but the color of the fluorescent identification line under ultraviolet light is wrong. The 96 yuan in the 100 edition should not be blue, but red."

Jack thoughtfully opened the door of the interrogation room again, and asked Mickey with his head, "Are those machines Joe saw printers?"

"Yes." Mitch nodded.

"Tell us where the money was found."
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"This is not the mission you and I have painted to combat counterfeiting."

This is No. 214 Mill Street. There is nothing in the empty factory building. There are neither the counterfeit banknotes that Mitch said are on the shelves, nor the so-called professional printers.

Hong Duo, the captain of the heavily armed SWAT team, was followed by several other members, laughing and teasing Tim, who led the team.

Nila, who was also called to help, looked around with a tactical flashlight, and also asked questions suspiciously.

"Are you sure that your army buddy is telling the truth?"

"Yes, I believe him." Tim's tone was very firm.

Jack stroked the corner of the shelf with his fingers, and then rubbed it gently, carefully experiencing the feel.

"There must have been a lot of paper products on the shelves. This is not dust, but very fine paper scraps. I can't be sure if this is acid-free paper, but it can be easily detected by forensics."

Tim glanced at him, nodded and said, "They must have moved after killing Joe."

"Then their methods must be very professional. From the surface, it is completely impossible to see that counterfeit banknotes have been printed here, and the cleaning is too clean." Hong Duo looked around with his rifle in his hand.

"Maybe, not necessarily, guys, come and have a look." John picked out a small piece of paper from the crack in the door.

"What did you find?" Everyone gathered around.

John showed the piece of paper in front of Lucy and Jack, "Do you think the LOGO on it looks familiar?"

"Isn't this on the uniform of the worker who repaired the camera when you and Lucy searched in the morning? It's also printed on the van behind him."

Jack recognized the blue pattern at a glance.

"Yes, just across the road from where Joe was killed." John was very excited.

"He said the camera hadn't been working for a week."

"Did you ask his name?" Nila hurriedly asked.

"No, I thought the camera was useless as a clue." John suddenly became annoyed.

"Uh, I think my body camera may have caught him, and I turned it on when Jack and I were chasing the thief, and it stayed off."

Excitedly, Lucy took out her mobile phone and connected it to her body camera. Sure enough, she found a video showing the black maintenance worker and the van with the blue logo in it.

"He wasn't really repairing the camera at the time, he just wanted to fool us. This person must be related to this case."

Tim nodded, "Go back and scan with facial recognition to see if you can find this person's information."

Before the words were finished, Tim's intercom rang, and there was a call from Superintendent Gray: "Bradford, you leave the building immediately and return to the police station."

Tim thought he heard it wrong: "Sir?"

"Hurry up and close the team, come back now, this is an order."

Everyone on the side looked sideways, puzzled.

"How is this going?"

"I just received a call from the chief police officer. Your search has alarmed people at the top, at the federal level."

It was already dark when everyone closed the team. Zoe and Superintendent Gray had been waiting for a long time in the briefing room of Wilshire Police Station.

"But this is a murder case, so we just ignore it?" John wondered.

Zoe shook her head, "No, but you can't continue to trace through the line of counterfeit banknotes."

Everyone looked at each other, and Tim seemed to have guessed something, but he was a little unwilling: "But we only have this clue now, and the evidence shows that this is a case."

"So what's the situation, Director?" Nila asked.

Zoe continued to shake her head: "The chief superintendent doesn't want to reveal to me where the order came from. He only said that the rank is very high and there is no need to discuss it."

Superintendent Gray sighed, but also looked helpless. "Let's get off work first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning, that's all."

"This is wrong." Angela was very upset. Even the bag of yogurt balls in her hand could not appease her emotions at the moment. They searched the warehouse and everyone worried about the danger, so they put the pregnant woman in the end, and Nila replaced her. Now the case Being stopped again made the sisters extremely upset.

"Of course not, but this is an order." Superintendent Gray turned around and emphasized again, and then left the conference room with Zoe.

"So that's it? Don't care?" Jack was also very depressed, seeing a lot of experience just like that.

"If we're going to be sensible, this is it." Nila took a yogurt ball from the snack bag in Angela's hand.

Lucy raised her eyebrows, "You're not denying it."

Angela glared at Tim, "What do you say."

Although she cared a lot about this case, Tim got involved more deeply. His former comrade-in-arms is still in the detention room.

Tim folded his arms and analyzed carefully: "Obviously this case conflicts with the tasks of some federal departments, but we lack enough information to know how to proceed."

"Shall I ask someone from the FBI?" Jack raised his phone, of course not Hannah, she is just a trainee agent now, but David Rossi's authority is definitely enough.

"It's useless." Tim raised his hand to stop.

"If the FBI was investigating the counterfeit bills, there would be no need to be so secretive. They would simply take over the case and direct the LAPD around."

"So." Jack dragged on, waiting for Tim to answer.

"If you want to find out which federal department is behind it, you can only startle the snake, put on a look of reluctance, and wait for them to come to the door."

"Then how do we alert each other?" Lucy tilted her head, looking puzzled.

"I submit a facial recognition application to the federal database as a superintendent, upload a picture of the guy who fixes the camera, and"

Tim rested his chin in one hand, lost in thought.

"Then what?" Lucy continued to ask.

"Then play it by ear. The counterfeit banknote case won't let us pursue it. If we follow the clues of the murder case, no one will be able to say anything."

Jack spread his hands to dispel the doubts of the rest of the people.

The black buddy who repaired the camera appeared at the scene of the murder. Whether he was a member of a criminal gang printing counterfeit money or a federal agent investigating the case, he could be regarded as a murder suspect.

(End of this chapter)