The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 30 The Serial Killer Must Die
When he came to the messy backyard, Tim threw a shovel and pointed to the ground where the soil was darker and the weeds were luxuriant.

"Dig it carefully and have a look."

Jack took the shovel and already had some guesses in his mind, and after digging less than half a meter down, he found something was wrong.

Carefully removing the surface soil, a highly decomposed corpse appeared in front of him with a stench.

"Fucking bastard." Jack cursed in Chinese in a low voice, and stopped his movements.

Tim also stopped, and a corpse was also found in the same piece of ground he was digging, the difference was that the corpse had already turned into bones.

"Next is the work of the forensics department. At least four corpses are buried here. It seems that they have to be busy."

Jack couldn't read anything from Tim's poker face, but his angry eyes couldn't hide from anyone.

"Jack, can I trust you?"

Tim reached over and turned off the body camera on the two men's chests before speaking.

Jack felt relieved, this is the world of American dramas he is familiar with, and there are so many black and white procedural justice.

"In fact, I asked you the same question just now."

"I don't like the cliché about what makes him rot in prison, I just believe in God's judgment."

Tim seemed satisfied with Jack's answer, and continued, "Then let's send him to God, this bastard has tarnished Ma Run's reputation!"

Obviously, as a veteran of Ma Run, he has been deeply irritated.

"Take John. This old rookie is not a pedantic saint. He just lacks an opportunity. I don't want to see him killed by his kindness one day." Jack suggested.

Tim hesitated. "Does he know when to shut up? I'm going to work for another 15 years before I get my full pension."

"Don't you know if you go in and talk?" Jack shrugged, and he became more and more proficient in this movement.

The two re-entered the house and saw that the other three were discussing around a photo in Hannah's hand.

Jack coughed lightly, attracting everyone's attention: "We found at least four unknown corpses buried in the backyard."

"Fake%@*&*" Angela, who has the hottest temper, burst out a series of slang and foul language.

Looking at the blank eyes of the two rookies, Tim motioned for everyone to turn off the body camera, and then he explained.

"Which means even if we get the brute, the D.A.'s bastards will probably make a deal with him to avoid the death penalty just to get him to reveal the identities of the dead."

Jack noticed that John's eyes widened instantly, as if he couldn't understand what Tim was saying at all.

Well, in fact, he himself can't quite understand the wonderful accusation deal of the beautiful country.

Angela explained from the side: "Although California has not abolished the death penalty, the murderer in the [Green River Killer Case] ​​was exempted from the death penalty in this way."

"The notorious [Cruel Sleeper] Lemin Franklin, although he was sentenced to death, was never executed, and finally died in prison."

Tim seemed to think that everyone was not angry enough, added.

"There is also the sought-after Richard Reva Ramirez, who was sentenced to death in 1989 and lived in prison until 2013, during which time fans even married him."

Hannah threw the photo in her hand to Tim, and was about to go out without saying a word, but was grabbed by the quick-sighted Jack. Angela and Tim teamed up to test the attitude of the two rookies, not to face Hannah adds fuel to the fire.

"So, we can only watch this happen?" John's three views were shattered.

Tim nodded: "As long as that beast is smart enough, he won't give us a chance to kill him."

Hannah struggled a few times without breaking free, gritted her teeth and said bitterly, "I will never let him put down his weapon."

Tim pinched the photo Hannah threw over, which showed a small wooden house with a low hill in the background.He frowned and tossed and turned, but didn't see any clues, and asked suspiciously.

"What did you just discover?"

John is not an idiot either, he obviously understands what everyone is saying, just as Jack expected, John is a good person, but he is not a white leftist with scattered views.

He looked Tim straight in the eye. "This is the south side of Baldwin Mountain, on the edge of Kenneth Hahn State Park."

Swallowing, he continued: "When I first arrived in Los Angeles, I visited this area, er, with Lucy. There are few people there, and we suspect that the suspect may use this place as a hiding place."

Angela confirmed from the side: "I have checked through the command center just now, and the suspect does have the property rights of a holiday cottage under his name."

Tim put away the photos and glanced at the crowd again.

"The conversation just now didn't happen. Jack and Hannah went over with me to have a look. You guys stayed and waited for the colleagues from the forensics department."

"Hey!" Angela protested with an unhappy face: "Why did you leave me? I'm so untrustworthy in your eyes?"

"You'll be a detective soon, don't get yourself in trouble."

While speaking, Tim stopped Lucy, who was also eager to try, with stern eyes, causing the latter to retreat angrily.

Tsk, this is really Tim's tenderness. Even caring for his colleagues requires the toughest attitude. Jack let go of Hannah, but from the corner of his eyes, he kept observing John, who was bowing his head and thinking.

"Take me, I still have a little impression of the surrounding area, and besides, I know what I'm doing."

John stood up without hesitation.

"Then let's go."

While walking out of the suspect's residence, Tim reported to the command center on the walkie-talkie.

"7-A-21 police car, we are going to Kenneth Hahn State Park to investigate the vacation cabin of suspect Angus Lucius, please mark."

"7-A-26 police car, we will go together, please mark."

Thirty minutes later, two police cars arrived at their destination along the bumpy forest path.

Before getting out of the car, Jack was a little worried about Hannah's state. If the girl's anger is rated by LV1-10, she would probably be at LV6 after the questioning with Kara, and she has been at LV10 since more victims were found just now. It's bursting.

"Hannah, if you can't stabilize your emotions, I can only tell Tim and leave you in the car."

Jack looked seriously at the pair of light blue eyes. If the anger inside could be turned into substance, he would probably have turned into a charred corpse by now.

He didn't want this little girl to be surprised because of her over-emotion. After all, not everyone can be like him, the more aroused the emotion, the calmer the thinking.

Hannah sniffed, leaned her upper body over the seat, buried her head in Jack's arms, took a few deep breaths, then sat back in her original position, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine, Tim can't let me do it anyway, Just watch him, don't be surprised."

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(End of this chapter)