Chapter 558 Rescue

Luke received Jackson's message as soon as he woke up. They did not receive a call from the robbers, but a call from Elvira Gandhi.

The police locked Elvira Gandhi's location and arrested her directly.

Kalman Pharmaceuticals has called the police, claiming that Kem Smith had stolen the company's confidential documents.

The director of the Economic Crime Division came to the First Squadron to take Kem Smith and Elvira Gandhi away for investigation.

Of course, Kem Smith and Elvira Gandhi were caught by the First Squadron, and the research data was also retrieved by the First Squadron. Naturally, the credit of the First Squadron is indispensable.

It's just because of the nature of the crime that it's more appropriate to hand it over to the Economic Crime Division for investigation.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, Luke had just finished his coffee when he welcomed another guest, Ronnie Prada.

He is the owner of a loan shark company and the boss of the suspect Walda Baker. The black Chevrolet sedan driven by Walda Baker is his.

Ronnie Prada was implicated by his younger brother for no reason, and he wanted to catch Walda Baker as soon as possible to vent his anger more than the police did.

Luke took Ronnie Prada to the lounge and asked, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Ronnie Prada forced a flattering smile, "Captain Li, didn't you ask me to help investigate Walda Baker's whereabouts? I have used all my connections and have been looking for Walda Baker these two days.

I just received news from Walda Baker this morning."

Sure enough, cats have cat ways and mice have mouse holes. This was a pleasant surprise for Luke, "Where is Walda Baker?"

"Dorit Community."

Luke wrote down the name of the community and asked, "Are you sure?"

"Yesterday afternoon, a friend of a friend saw him near the Dorit Community. When I arrived, the bastard had already run away.

I spent some money and asked the local gang to help find him.

This morning, I received a photo of a black Chevrolet. Although the license plate number is not mine, I am sure it should be my car.

The car drove into the garage of No. 406 in Dorit Community. I suspected that Walda Baker was hiding there, so I came to the police station as soon as possible. . "

"Since you found the trace of Walda Baker yesterday, why didn't you tell me at that time?"

"Because it was seen by a friend of a friend, I couldn't be sure it was Walda Baker at that time, until I saw my car. "Ronnie Prada said, opened his mobile phone, clicked on a photo of a Chevrolet car, and pointed to the right rear side of the car, "I touched this scratch, just painted it with black paint, it must be my car."

Luke took the phone, enlarged the photo, pointed to the license plate and handed it to Jackson, "Check the license plate number."

Jackson left the lounge and returned again soon, "Captain, this should be a black Ford SUV license plate number, and the black Chevrolet sedan should be a fake license plate car."

Ronnie Prada's tone became more and more certain, "That must be my car."

"Thank you, the clue you provided is very important."

"Dongdong..." At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and Xiao Hei stood at the door, "Captain, come out for a moment."

Luke got up and left the lounge, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Hei pointed to the TV above his head.

Luke's eyes also moved to the screen. The TV was broadcasting a news report. "The person who wrote this report letter is Rochelle Horn. He was a drug tester at Kalman Pharmaceuticals. According to our investigation, he was killed on the day he mailed the letter.

The police have not yet reached a clear conclusion about his death, which makes us have to suspect that the content of this letter is likely to be true.

If this is true, what a terrible company it would be..."

After the news was broadcast, Xiao Hei added, "Captain, someone sent a report letter to CBS TV station, claiming that Kalman Pharmaceuticals was conducting illegal human experiments."

Luke nodded. He had learned about this news from Inoue Nami a long time ago, and was not surprised. He said, "Deputy Captain, you take people to CBS TV station to investigate the authenticity and source of the letter."

The deputy captain asked back, "What about you?"

...

Dorit Community.

In order to avoid being noticed by the suspect, the police entered the community in batches.

Xiao Hei parked the car near House 406, looked at the gray bungalow, and asked, "Captain, do you think Ronnie Prada's information is accurate?"

"I don't see any signs of him lying." Luke looked back, "He's sitting in the car behind, I don't think he has the guts to lie.

However, that doesn't mean his information is necessarily accurate, we still need to judge for ourselves."

Luke looked through the car window at House 406, but saw no signs of people, nor did he see the black Chevrolet sedan.

Luke took out the walkie-talkie, "Everyone stand by in the car."

Then, Luke and Xiao Hei got out of the car and looked around.

He found that in the house diagonally opposite, a white man in his forties was sitting in a chair drinking coffee.

Luke sat over and greeted, "Sir, good morning, can I chat with you?"

"If you want to talk about the game, I welcome it.

If you want to sell something... leave my yard immediately, you are not welcome here."

"I'm not a salesman." Luke approached and showed his police badge, "Sir, what's your name?"

"Thomas Colley." The white man stared at the police badge, "Sir, I have never done anything illegal."

"Don't be nervous, we are not here to find you, but we want to inquire about some information from you."

"Then I'm relieved. After all, who hasn't done anything wrong when he was young? Let's sit down and talk." Thomas Colley made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you." Luke pointed to house No. 406 and asked, "Mr. Colley, do you know the owner of that house?"

"Yes, we drank together last year."

"Does he still live in that house?"

"No, he moved to Las Vegas. That guy is much more chic than me. It's enviable."

Luke asked, "Is anyone living in that house now?"

Thomas Colley thought for a while, "It seems that a tenant has moved in recently, but I haven't seen him. Last night, the house seemed to have lights on.

By the way, the tenant of the house drives a black Chevrolet, but don't ask me for the license plate number, I can't remember it either. "

"How many people live in that house?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be too much."

"Have you ever heard anything unusual?"

"No."

Luke pulled out a picture of Walda Baker, "Have you seen him?"

Thomas Colley took the photo, looked at it, and shook his head, "No."

Luke changed the picture of the kidnapped little girl Milia Cooney, "Where is she?"

"never seen it."

"Have you been to the house opposite?"

"Yes, last year the owner invited us out for drinks and a tour of the house."

Luke asked, "Do you remember the structure of the house?"

"Of course, I'm not old enough to have Alzheimer's disease yet."

Luke took out a piece of white paper and said, "Mr. Colley, please draw a structural diagram of that house."

"I haven't learned to draw, so I won't be very good at it."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a rough structure."

Thomas Colley took the paper and pen, thought about it for a moment, and drew a rough sketch of the structure of the house, "I remember it should be like this."

"Thanks."

At this moment, Jackson came over and said, "Captain, the people from the swat team are here."

Luke nodded, indicating that he understood, and said to Thomas Colley on the side, "Mr. Colley, thank you for your assistance."

Thomas Colley asked, "Are there gangsters living in that house? Should I avoid it?"

Luke said firmly, "Don't worry, we'll take care of it."

Thomas Corley quipped, "If you catch the suspect, will you give me a medal for valor?"

"Of course, I will give it to you personally." Luke smiled, got up and left the yard of Thomas Colley's house.

Later, Luke meets with the leader of the swat team to discuss tactics for searching the house.

Twenty minutes later, the police determined the action plan. Luke took charge of the overall situation. The swat team was preparing to enter the room to search, and the first squadron was responsible for covering.

After the team members arrived at the designated location, Luke gave an order, and the swat team used a door slammer to open the door.

"boom!"

"lapd!"

"Safety!"

"Safety."

The SWAT team acted very professionally, and the search progressed quickly without any resistance from suspicious persons.

Luke stood in the yard, listening to the movement in the house, but there was no gunfire.

This is both good news and bad news.

The good news is that there were no gunshots and there were no casualties, the bad news is that the victim, Miria Cooney, may not have been in the house.

"Zizi..." The intercom rang, "A suspicious person was found in the basement."

"She is a little girl, with similar physical characteristics to the hostage."

"Are the hostages in danger?"

"No obvious injuries were found."

"Have you found the robber?"

"No."

"Copy that." Luke breathed a sigh of relief and rescued the hostages. This mission was more than half successful.

As for the two robbers, they can be caught slowly. Maybe the little girl can also provide some valuable clues.

Soon, Luke saw a white girl in the house. The girl was not very old, she looked only eight or nine years old, and she somewhat resembled Lydia Cooney.

Luke greeted in as kind a voice as possible, "Hello, my name is Luke and I'm the person in charge of this operation.

Are you hurt? "

The little girl had a hint of fear in her eyes and shrank her body, "No, sir. I'm very thirsty and I want to see my mother."

Jenny handed over a bottle of mineral water, "We have notified your mother, she will be here soon."

The little girl cried and said, "Thank you, thank you so much.

I thought I would never see my mother again. "

Luke looked at the little girl, "Can you tell me your name?"

"Milia Cooney." After the little girl finished speaking, she opened the mineral water bottle and took a swig of water.

"Can you describe how you were kidnapped?"

The little girl held the mineral water bottle tightly with both hands, and her body moved slightly.

Luke comforted, "Don't be afraid, there are police around, we will protect you.

If you tell us the story of the kidnapping and the characteristics of the suspect, we can catch the suspect as soon as possible and prevent you from being harmed again. "

Milia Cooney slowly raised her head, with a hint of determination in her eyes, "On the night of July 10th, I went home with my mother. As soon as we entered the house, two people came out from the side and grabbed me. and mom...

One of them even covered my mouth and nose, and when I woke up, he was in this house. "

"Did you see what the suspect looked like?"

Milia Cooney shook her head, "No, they kept covering my eyes."

"Did you hear them?"

“Yes, they told me not to move, not to shout, not to try to escape.

He also said that as long as I obeyed, he would let me go in a few days.

If I tried to escape, they would kill me. "

"When was the last time you saw them or heard them speak?"

"It should have been last night."

"What time?"

"I don't know, I've been locked in the basement and I don't know how long it has been. I just think it should be night."

"Can you still hear their voices?"

Milia Cuni was silent for a moment, biting her lip, "I can, I listened carefully to every word they said, and I will never forget it."

Luke took out his phone and played a recording.

["Have you been to the house opposite?"

"Yes, last year the owner invited us out for drinks and a tour of the house."

"Do you remember the structure of the house?"

"Of course, I'm not old enough to have Alzheimer's disease yet."

"Mr. Colley, please draw a structural diagram of that house."

"I have never learned to draw, so I will definitely not be too..."]

Before the recording had finished playing, Milia Cooney shuddered, shrank back, and said in a horrified tone, "It was him, he kidnapped me."

Thomas Colley!

The neighbor who just talked to Luke.

When Luke was talking to him, he noticed signs that he was lying. Sensing that there was something wrong with him, Luke recorded his voice.

Luke sent this voice to the little girl's mother, Lydia Cooney, who had no impression of it and had never communicated with the other robber.

However, Luke still felt that Thomas Corley might have a problem and had the little black belt staring at him.

Now that Milia Cooney has confirmed his identity, the arrest can be made.

Luke took out the walkie-talkie, "Marcus, Thomas Colley is the robber, get ready for action!"

"Okay, Captain."