The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 528 Central Park

"Oh, God!"

"What exactly happened?"

"Who's going to help this poor girl?"

Amidst the murmurs of the people around him, Jack quickly stepped forward, took off his suit and covered the girl.

"FBI! Get out of the way, please don't gather here, she needs fresh air." Hannah started to help him drive away the crowd of onlookers with a tacit understanding.

"How is she?" Rick Cassel saw some clues and squatted next to Jack who was checking the girl's injuries.

Alexis found a clean white towel from somewhere, wet it with mineral water and handed it over.

"Help her, this is my daughter, God, what happened to her." The girl's father was so anxious that he kept pressing the phone mechanically, but his bloody fingers could not unlock the screen.

"Something bad happened to her, but it shouldn't be life-threatening. It's best not to touch her. I'll contact CSI. It's very important to collect evidence for this kind of thing as soon as possible."

Jack spoke very reservedly. Seeing that the helpless father showed no response, he could only look at Rick Cassel for help.

The latter nodded slightly, obviously understanding the meaning of his words, and held the girl's father's shoulder, "Mr. Peacock, what you need most now is to calm down."

After the other person turned around, Rick Cassell whispered something in his ear.

"OK, OK, thank you Mr. Cassel. And you, this kind gentleman." Mr. Peacock covered his mouth and choked up, as if he still couldn't believe that this kind of thing happened to his daughter.

Ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived. After checking the injury of the girl named Luo Bin, the first responders hooked her up to an intravenous drip. Within a short time, people from the NYPD and CSI also arrived.

This time the NYPD is not Danny Regan, but a handsome and beautiful police detective with short red hair. She wears a windbreaker and two long legs, which makes Rick Cassel look stupid. Eye.

"Kate Beckett, NYPD detective, who is in charge here?"

Alexis pushed her father hard, causing him to stumble two steps and stood in front of Detective Beckett.

"I'm Rick Cassel, it's an honor to meet you."

"That Rick Cassel?" Kate Beckett seemed to have heard of him and confirmed doubtfully.

"Uh, I think so." Rick Cassell pointed to the reception scene behind him, where banners and his life-size sign were still hung.

Not to mention the first meeting of the two heroes and heroines here, on the other side Jack and Hannah met Mike Taylor and his deputy Stella Bonacilla from the CSI New York Laboratory.

"The victim's name was Robbie Peacock. Her father said they had arranged to attend Rick Cassel's book signing reception. She lived alone in an apartment on the corner of 50th Street and 32nd Street.

Oh, and Luo Bin's father is a publisher, and she works in her father's publishing house. ” ˆ ˆ Jack reported what he had just learned. Mike Taylor walked forward while shining his flashlight on the blood on the ground. “Can the victim provide some details about the incident?” "

"No, the victim is not conscious. There is a wound on her head, which is also the main bleeding point. There are bruises and scratches all over her body. I am not sure whether it is the amnesia caused by the concussion or the protection caused by the violation. Psychosexual closure.

I asked several times in a row before she reluctantly said her name. "

While talking, the two of them stopped at a step. In front of them was a fountain, and behind the fountain was New York's famous Central Park.

"So, she happened in Central Park." Mike Taylor looked into the dark park, and Jack sighed. This is Central Park covering an area of ​​843 acres (3.4 square kilometers). He thought Finding the exact place where the crime occurred is easier said than done.

While Jack and Mike Taylor were talking, Hannah and Stella Bonacilla also took photos of the traces left by Robbie Peacock inside and outside the reception venue.

Her bloody handprints were left on the hood of a Lincoln luxury car parked outside. The girl was missing a high-heeled shoe, but the two searched for it but could not find it.

"So, is the FBI planning to intervene in this case?" Mike Taylor looked at Jack, and Jack looked at Hannah, who was looking at Robbie Peacock with concern as she was put into the ambulance.

"Let's do some assistance for the time being, if neither you nor the NYPD object." The FBI probably doesn't have jurisdiction over this case, but Jack knew from the look on Hannah's face that she would never let it go easily.

Fortunately, their boss Dana Moger gave them certain authority. When there are no important cases, as long as the New York City Police Department agrees, their team of two can freely participate in some ordinary cases.
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"I don't object to the FBI's participation, but what's going on with this guy?" After hearing that the FBI was only here to assist and not to take credit, Kate Beckett naturally had no objections. She just expressed her displeasure to a well-known writer standing behind the two of them. Questions were raised.

"Mr. Peacock and his daughter are both guests invited to my cocktail party. I think I have an obligation to assist the police." Rick Cassell was interrupted by Kate Beckett before he finished speaking.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Cassel. This is the job of our police. I will contact you if necessary."

"OK, this is my business card." Cassel held the business card and held it out with his fingers in mid-air, watching the beautiful female police detective turn around and leave.

I don’t know what the two men said in the conversation just now, but it is obvious that Cassel did not leave a good impression on Kate Beckett.

"So, what should we do next? Search the location of the crime like a net?" Kate Beckett was obviously not a fancy character, and she revealed the key to the case in one sentence.

"Let's start with the victim's clothes. Stella will follow him to the hospital and send the clothes back to the laboratory for analysis as soon as possible. Analysis of trace evidence on the clothes may be able to indicate the approximate location." Mike Taylor suggested.

Jack glanced at Central Park, which was as dark as a small forest not far away, and said, "Let my partner Hannah go to the hospital with her. After collecting the clothes, she will send them directly to the laboratory. Your people should Do you still want to stay in the hospital for injuries?"

The girl had clearly been raped, which is why Hannah helped ward off onlookers trying to take photos while Jack examined her injuries.

The openness of sexual concepts in the United States does not mean that there is no theory of victim guilt. On the contrary, "slut" shaming is very popular here. If you think about the doctor of a certain animal gymnastics team who can run rampant for 20 or 30 years, you can see why.

(End of this chapter)