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"Pretty poignant love story."

I don't know when, I came to Spike and the organizer.

Listening to the organizer's description of what happened to Daniel Robitay during his lifetime, Amanda sighed with emotion, and then immediately asked Spike who was beside him.

"What do you see?"

She asked Spike to come here, not to let the other party appreciate the works at the art exhibition.

"Beautiful paintings, sad people."

His eyes fell on the last portrait of his lover left by Daniel Robitay before his death, and Spike replied in a dazed tone.

Immediately afterwards, he turned to look at Amanda Road beside him.

"Where are we going next?"

...

boom--

Washington, ghetto.

When he got out of the car, Spike immediately felt the searching gazes from all directions around him.

"BSI handles the case!"

Pulling out her ID and pistol, Amanda warned the black people in the slum very well.

In the face of the threat of the pistol in Amanda's hand, the black people in the slum looked back one after another.

"Whoo~"

Feeling that the malice cast by the surroundings gradually dissipated, Amanda breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on her face also eased a bit.

Washington, the political center of America.

The most famous is not the performance of politicians, but its poor security environment.

For a long time, Washington has been called the most dangerous capital in the world, and the crime rate in the district far exceeds that of other cities in the United States.

And the most crucial reason for all of this to happen is, of course, the gathering of black people.

For historical reasons, by the 1970s and 1980s, the proportion of blacks in Washington, D.C., had exceeded 70% of the population. It is precisely because there are too many black people that the security situation in Washington has never been managed. It may be education, it may be the economy, it may be the living environment, which leads to the fact that the crime rate of blacks in the United States is relatively high.

Affected by the high crime rate, many people who come to the United States to travel, the tour guide will repeatedly remind them that they must not go to the black area in Washington. , then you must put 20 dollars in your wallet, so if you encounter a black man who asks you, you will give the 20 dollars to him, because he has a high probability of robbery. If you don't give him the money, they will give you a gun. collapsed.

Although, with the influence of economic factors, some blacks slowly migrated out of Washington, and the proportion was reduced to 50%, which made a significant change in the law and order in Washington.

However, throughout Washington, there are still many ghettos where black people gather.

Right now, the area where Amanda and the others are going is a corner of the slums in Washington.

The reason why they rushed here is naturally to investigate the frequent murder cases in Washington during this period of time.

According to the information provided by the local Washington police department, the next victim of the candy murder case is a black woman living in the ghetto.

Following the address provided by the police station, Amanda and the others came to the house where the victim lived.

Dilapidated buildings with poor soundproofing fit the definition of a slum dwelling.

bang bang-

Because the elevator failed, the three had to go through the stairs to the fifth floor.

Standing in front of No. 502, Amanda exchanged glances with the two behind her, then reached out and knocked on the heavy door.

"Hey, who?!"

The knock on the door from outside brought the quarrel and clamor in the house to an abrupt end.

A few seconds later, a vigilant voice came from inside the house.

"We are agents from BSI."

"..."

Hearing Amanda's self-reported answer, the voice in the house was silent for a while before replying: "I have made it clear to the guys in the police station about Natalie's death, and I don't care about my affairs at all, you guys What more is there to ask!"

It can be seen that the men in the house are very resistant to the investigation and are not willing to open the door at all.

"Please cooperate with our investigation, sir."

Looking at the door that was always closed in front of her, Amanda raised her hand and knocked on the door again, and then gave a warning at a high volume.

"If you don't open the door again, we're going to have to take tough measures."

Click.

Apparently, Amanda's threat worked.

As her voice fell, the closed door was opened, and then a black man with a decadent expression appeared in front of everyone.

"Okay, I've opened the door."

Raising his hand, he made a cooperative move towards Amanda and the others at the door.

He didn't want to be shot and killed by these BSI agents because of this kind of thing.

Looking at the black man who appeared at the door, Angela who was beside Spike couldn't help frowning. She smelled a familiar smell from inside the house and couldn't help frowning: "You're smoking marijuana... ...?"

"This kind of thing should be out of your hands."

In the United States, smoking marijuana... marijuana is not an unacceptable thing. In fact, many Americans have more or less experience of smoking~www.readwn.com~ Therefore, facing Angela's questioning, the black man in the house There was no worry on his face.

"It's really not up to us."

Shaking his head, he didn't bother much about the issue of men smoking.

This is a slum. If we really want to investigate it, more than 80% of the people here, and even more people have similar experiences. Amanda and the others came here not to reverse the order of the slums.

Stepping past the man, Spike entered the house.

What I can see is a messy scene in the house. Clothes and junk food are piled up everywhere, and even half-sucked marijuana can be seen on the table.

Looking around, he didn't find too many useful clues, and Spike began to wander around the house on his own.

"How long have you been with Natalie?"

Glancing at Spike who was walking around the house, Amanda returned her attention to the black man in front of her and asked.

"It's been a while, until she gets jittery."

"Nervous?"

"Yes, Natalie and I were originally an accident. At that time, I had no money, and Natalie was willing to let me live, so we were together. Although she was a little strange at first, it was okay. Accepted, but she became more and more neurotic in the days that followed, and I suspect she was having problems with her brain because she was smoking too much."

"If that's the case, why are you still with her?"

"I don't have money. If I leave here, I have to go to the park to sleep. What's more, although Natalie has a personality problem, at least she can feed me, provide me with accommodation, and even solve my daily physiological needs."

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