The World of American Drama: From the Los Angeles Patrol

Chapter 71 Exogenous Branches
When an American catches a cold, even people with health insurance are not very willing to choose to go to the hospital, because usually the doctor will send them home directly, recommending that they drink more ice water, take a few vitamin C tablets, and then stay in bed.

Some people may be obedient and obedient, let alone how effective it is, this treatment plan is not very friendly to other people.

Bed rest means temporarily giving up work, no income, no planned parties, no long-awaited weekends with your beloved sweetheart.

This is definitely unacceptable, but if you want to hang some water to reduce inflammation and quickly eliminate the side effects caused by the cold, such as body aches, nasal congestion and runny nose, like Seris, then be honest Registration line up.

Except for private hospitals dedicated to the rich, most people may have recovered from their cold for half a month when it is their turn to get water in public hospitals.

Therefore, such people can only make another choice. Just like Seris before 1949, when most of the poor could not obtain any medical resources, the land of Yan that could "cure all diseases" became legendary. The magic medicine.

In the contemporary beautiful country, Oxycontin and phenolphthalein, which are the cousins ​​of the algae soil, synthesized through the modern chemical industry, are also packaged into this magical medicine.

Have a cold?Take three capsules a day, bid farewell to general discomfort.

toothache?Take three pills a day, and the pain will naturally disappear after the tooth nerve is rotten.

Girl's aunt hurts?Take three pills a day, and you can easily survive until your relatives leave.

Then within a month these people will find that they can no longer do without these little painkillers.

How rampant are the opioids in this beautiful country? There is a statistic that can explain everything. A country with a population of just over 3 million consumes 80% of the world’s opioids. There are There is a first aid kit in which there is always a spray called naloxone, which is specially used for first aid for people who are dying due to an overdose of opioids.

"So the robbers were actually after these prescription drugs?"

Jack's question was answered.

Angela pointed to lift the nails on the board.

"Did you see the fragments of the plastic bag on it? The pills were packed in a plastic bag. When it was pulled out, it was torn and a few pills were spilled."

Jack has roughly been able to imagine the scene that happened at that time.

The murderer may have relaxed his vigilance after getting what he wanted, and may even plan to knock two pills on the spot and then go downstairs to join his companions in the bestiality.

As a result, the deceased thought he had seen an opportunity and tried to snatch the weapon from the other party. In the confusion, the gunshots rang out, and it was discovered that the murderer who killed the person fled in a hurry with his accomplices who had already finished the job.

"It seems that the case is not complicated, so how should we find the murderer next?"

Angela operated the mobile phone and asked without raising her head.

"What would you do instead?"

Just like returning to the police academy to take the graduation exam, Jack quickly recalled the knowledge he had learned in his mind.

"Uh, find out who the deceased knew, and whoever knew that he had these prescription drugs must have some connection with him."

"Find his classmates and close friends. The deceased was only a teenager. It is impossible to get these contraband by himself. Some of these people must know something, and even the murderer may be among them."

"Then exclude the elderly, children, and those whose height and shape do not match the description of the Christines, and then investigate their backgrounds one by one to see if any of them are related to D or contraband."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Angela turned on the phone screen to Jack.

"I found his school, an expensive private prep school not far from here, let's go and ask."

In the afternoon, as soon as Jack and Angela returned to the branch, they were called to the office by Superintendent Gray.

"Is there any result from your investigation?"

Jack silently turned his eyes to Angela. He was just a helper, and he should know how to shut up when he shouldn't be in the limelight.

As an authentic old beauty, Angela did not speak modestly and politely at this time.

"We talked to some friends of the deceased. The deceased had undergone phased addiction rehabilitation treatment three months ago, but the Christines did not say a word about it."

"This also matches the secretions we found at the corners of the mouths of the deceased, which would only be the case in people who had bronchitis or were addicted to opioids."

The corners of Superintendent Gray's mouth curled up slightly. Facing Angela at this time, he became the role of the examiner.

"However, access to the deceased's addiction recovery treatment medical records requires a court order. You have less than 20 hours left now. How are you going to find his addict friends?"

Angela answered calmly with a smirk.

"Fortunately, I took the youngest and most handsome male police officer of the Wilshire Police Department with him. He easily extracted the name of the suspect from one of the deceased's ex-girlfriends, Bruno Winch, who lived in the Highland Park area. "

"The deceased Jeff has been selling prescription drugs to his rich second-generation classmates on behalf of him during his school days."

Superintendent Gray was very satisfied, opened the office door and walked out.

"I came to the judge to apply for an emergency search warrant. You go and notify the two groups of Bradford and Harper to act immediately."

"Waterfake."

Angela cursed angrily. When the crowd broke into Bruno Winch's house in full armor, they saw a corpse lying in a pool of blood. A bloodstained baseball bat and a computer were thrown beside the corpse. Broken mobile phone.

"White sneakers, red triangle, this Bruno Winch is the guy who raped Mrs. Christine."

Superintendent Gray put away his pistol and kicked the shoe off the corpse's foot.

"This way of death is miserable enough. The internal strife among D dealers shouldn't be such a heavy hand just to order illegal drugs. Isn't what they are good at execution-style executions? Kneel down and shoot from the back of the head or something."

Jack muttered in his mouth, and squatted down unwillingly, trying to take the pulse of the other party's neck, but unexpectedly the corpse opened its eyes suddenly, which shocked everyone present.

After sending the seriously injured D dealer Bruno Winch to the hospital, Angela and Jack looked at each other, taking the opportunity to see their old lover, John took Jialisi to ask about the situation.

Jia Lisi shook her head: "Severe craniocerebral injury, if rescued, there is a high probability that she will be a vegetable. Now the patient is in a deep coma, and it is impossible to wake up in a short time."

Angela sighed. It was already 7 o'clock in the evening, and Superintendent Gray only gave them 24 hours, that is to say, at most until noon tomorrow, if they still can't catch another murderer or obtain conclusive evidence, the The case was about to be handed over to a regular detective.

The case has been investigated to this point, and the context is basically clear. Even if it is handed over to a fool to solve the case, it is only a matter of time, and what they lack most now is time. Once the case is handed over, it means that their previous efforts were for others Make a wedding dress.

(End of this chapter)