The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 421 Traces
Jack and Emily successfully found an old Mexican man in the camp. He had white hair and a vicissitudes of life on his face. He looked to be at least 70 or [-] years old.

He reluctantly admitted that he knew Armando Salinas, his half-brother.

The old man's name was Arturo Torres, taking his mother's surname, so in the list that Garcia investigated, no one saw the connection between the two.

Jack and Emily took him back to the police station, and upon questioning on the way, they found out that the "old man" was actually just 50 years old.

"When was the last time you saw your brother?" Jack asked Arturo Torres in Spanish after inviting him into a separate room and handing him a bottle of water.

"A few months ago, in Tehachapi." Arturo Torres was frightened all the way and felt a little restless when he arrived at the police station. Although Jack and Emily were both friendly, when they heard the other party asking about his brother, It's even more uncomfortable.

Emily tried her best to calm him down, and then continued to ask, "Do you know he has been following you?"

"Yes, yes, he will call me from time to time and want to know where I will go next."

"Why did he secretly follow you? Why did he leave your gang and stop working with you?"

"He is not a person who can follow the rules and work hard. Because of him, we lost a big job in Tehachapi, and the brothers in the gang wanted him to leave."

"So you drove him away?" Jack finally figured out the origin of this series of killings, and I'm afraid this was the trigger.

"Yes, I can only do this. We all have a large family to support, and we only count on these few months every year. I have no other choice."

Arturo Torres unconsciously twisted his fingers as he spoke. His hands had thick joints, the rough skin was full of cracks, and the backs of his hands were covered with veins.

"What did he do? Can I see him? He is very obedient to me. I can persuade him." The prematurely aging Mexican farmer seemed unaware of what his brother had done.

Jack and Emily looked at each other, and the latter sighed, but still told the truth, "Your brother has been wandering behind the gang you belong to, breaking into houses, robbing and killing people near every city he passed. We are looking for him. His whereabouts."

Arturo Torres's whole body was visibly exhausted.

"Oh my God, that's how he got his money."

The old Mexican farmer tremblingly took out a bulging letter from his pocket and placed it on the table. "I found this in the camp this morning. It was left for me by Armando."

Jack looked at the time. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. "You guys go on, it's time for me to leave."

He walked out of the office. Detectives Hotchner and Lyman were convening the police force, and the wanted warrants that had just been printed were distributed to every police officer.

Hotchner explained to the police officers, "Armando Salinas, 38 years old, Mexican nationality, we believe he is currently hiding in nearby towns around Rockford.

He had no transportation, and his attacks were limited to homes within a mile of the railroad, paying particular attention to homes without porch lights, alarm systems, or dogs. "

Because the area that needed to be monitored was large, Hotchner was worried that there was not enough manpower. Except for Emily and Rhett who stayed behind, everyone else was dispatched.

Jack gave his car to Jiejie and Jane. These two girls had a certain fighting ability, and at least their marksmanship was pretty good.

The four doors of the three "Mammoths" bought by the Wolf brothers have been strengthened, and additional Kevlar linings have been added. The windows are also made of bulletproof glass imported from Seris.

It may be difficult to resist AK at close range, but the safety factor is still much higher than that of ordinary police cars that only add steel plates to the front and passenger doors.

Jack got into a Saber, and Rosie sat in the passenger seat. The two put on body armor, checked their firearms, and began searching along the fan-shaped area along the railway line.As time passed into the early hours of the morning, Rosie, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned on her phone and looked at the follow-up inquiry record sent by Emily.

"The two brothers grew up in poverty. Their father died when Arturo Torres was 14, and they had to go out to work as child labor. Armando Salinas was just two years old at that time.

But the two brothers have a good relationship. Arturo has been working hard to support his family, but he has never been able to escape poverty, while the unruly Armando is always getting into trouble and is in and out of prison.

Finally, after Armando was released from prison again, Arturo took him with him and wanted to teach him to be self-reliant. It can be seen that Armando tried hard but failed.

He couldn't adapt to the rules and didn't fit in with the people in the camp. "

"Anything else that fits our profile?" Jack asked.

Rossi nodded, "Arturo said, Armando has never slept on a good bed since he was a child. He could only sleep on the floor when he was a child. He still slept on the floor in prison. He always told his brother that he must have a good bed. A house of my own, with a bed of my own.

So he kept giving money to his brother and kept talking, hoping that if he couldn't realize this wish, his brother's children would not be like him. "

Jack only felt that his heart was filled with panic, and he was another poor man who was driven crazy, but what was hateful was that he chose to attack innocent people.

"How have you managed to survive all these years?" he asked Rosie, turning his head.

The two had discussed many topics about staring into the abyss, but this was the first time Jack asked Rosie so directly.

Rosie was startled for a moment, then smiled and replied, "Do good and let good be done."

"But when you do good deeds, don't worry about your future?"

Eastern and Western cultures have a lot in common in terms of Lotte Zhiming. It may also be about survival of the fittest. People at the bottom have experienced too much hardship, and those who can't imagine are eliminated.

Just when Jack was thinking wildly, Red called from the radio, and he quickly put on the wireless headset.

“The suspect missed the target, and a resident called the police, saying that she woke up from the sofa in the middle of the night and saw a man standing outside the door with a shovel in his hand.

She screamed loudly and scared the other person away, then called the police, whose address was the 400 block of Ewha Avenue. "

"Are you sure it's not a false alarm?" Rossi asked.

"Probably not. The police patrolling nearby just arrived at the scene and found the shovel outside the door. It was taken from the backyard of the person who called the police."

Jack glanced at the dense lines on the electronic map and gave up directly, "Red, I need you to help me find the nearest freight station immediately, as well as the curves and switches that may slow down the train. He may rush directly onto it. A slow-moving train just disappeared.”

Before he finished speaking, a message alert sounded on his phone, and Reid's voice continued to come from the headset.

"It has been sent to you. The nearest freight station is a freight station. Emily is contacting the railway police and others are on their way to support you."

"Well done, we really can't do without your smart little brain." After Jack said that, he sounded the siren, Saboban's lights flashed wildly, and he sped towards the freight station marked by Red.

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