Osim's words made SWAT and the Central District police officers stunned for a moment. Hongdu looked at his colleagues, and the other party shook his head in confusion, "I didn't find anyone's body." The man replied very surely.
"This is impossible, I just saw her lying there." Osim walked to the door and pointed to the desk next to the door. It was empty, but in his impression, there must be a body.
Hongdu walked over, squatted down and observed carefully, without blood or other traces.
He stood up and picked up the frame on the desk, which was a sweet girl with long chestnut hair and a sweet smile. The agent next to him said, "She is Jenny Parkster. I have taken the photo and am trying to contact her or her family."
"How about surveillance?" Hongdu asked. It was not his duty to investigate the case. His team was used to attack, and at least he needed to give him an accurate target.
"Nothing, brother, the equipment in that place was smashed and the hard drive was taken away," the police officer shook his head, "I have notified the guys from the technical department to see if they can find any clues."
"Where is the video of the parking lot?" Hong Du did not give up.
"I have asked my colleagues to check it out, but I don't have any hope." Since this group of people smashed the surveillance equipment in the building, there is no reason to keep the parking lot.
The work of the Zhongdi Branch is really in place, but many times things are so helpless.
Osim seemed to be still struggling with the lack of a corpse, and Hong Du asked, "Sir, do you still remember other details? For example, what skin color these people are, whether they have tattoos, or other marks."
Osim raised his head, "The leader should be a black man, but they all covered their faces. I'm not sure about this. I really didn't pay attention to the others. They threatened me with videos of my family. I had no choice."
"I understand your mood very much, but you have to give us the necessary clues for the police." The vice president was the only one who had contacted the robbers, and they could only focus on him without any other clues.
"But I really have no clues." Osim covered his forehead. His brain was a little confused now. Where did his secretary go? Could it be that he had hallucinations?
This is impossible. The burned vault and what he did are all vivid in my mind. "By the way, that guy seems to say what new SAL they are."
"New SAL?" Hongdu pondered for a moment. This matter had indeed developed in the direction he suspected.
"Captain, I found the surveillance video of the parking lot." At this time, the intercom of the central area agent rang.
"Received, let's go down and take a look." He handed the scene to his subordinates and went to the parking lot with Hongdu.
"I thought the robbers would destroy the surveillance here together." The two of them looked at the surveillance content in front of them, and asked someone to transfer the time back to the time when the incident occurred.
Hongdu replied, "Maybe they don't know that the parking lot surveillance is separate from the one upstairs."
"Who knows."
It didn't take long. After watching all the surveillance, they could see that four cars were driving in during the corresponding time period, two SUVs and two vans, and there were a total of fourteen people coming off the top, all of whom were covered with faces.
Very good. At least we can determine the time of the incident and the time when the group of people left. We can also check the license plate number. Although it is likely to be fake, maybe they have all seen stupid forks driving their own car to rob.
"Wait a minute, go back here, slower." Hong Du took a photo of the agent who was operating the surveillance and pointed to the image of one of the cameras and said.
"Suspended", Hongdu pointed to a picture, "It seems we have found this secretary lady."
The female secretary named Jenny Parkster above was following the robber dragging several large boxes and boarding an SUV. When the door was closed, her side face was very clear.
The agent next to him took out his cell phone and found the photos he had taken before, put them in front of the screen and compared them, "I think it's her."
The two returned to the vice president's office and showed him the video. The vice president Osim collapsed directly on the chair, "It turned out to be her, yes, she does know the situation in the vault."
"God, what did I do?" Osim held his head, looking full of regret.
This is another story that a domineering president and a young secretary has to tell.
“At least we have a goal now.”
Just as they continued to investigate, not only did Robert Hicks arrive at the scene, but Director Plank also arrived at DeWitt Building.
In comparison, this case may be more serious than the Staples Center, with 400 million bonds and 500 million cash, and Planck's hair was about to fall out.
I just received a report from Hicks that in the Staples Center incident, only one MP and three security guards died. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was told about the suffocating news that nothing is more important in this capital society than money.
After listening to the report on the spot, Plank directly asked the Central District Branch to send photos of the secretary and the black man who created the kidnapping case in the Staples Center to all the LAPD. He knew that the sooner he found these two people, the easier it was to recover the money, but was it really that easy.
"Closing all roads entering and leaving Los Angeles, checking the vehicles under surveillance, and all the same model must be checked." Plank made up his mind that he must not let this group of people run out of Los Angeles, otherwise he may never find them again.
"Let's try the two living robbers first." Hicks said to Jessica Cotez. They also realized that what Hongdu said might be right, and that these two cases were probably done by the same group.
"The outside world doesn't know the news that these two robbers are alive," Hong Du turned around and asked.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Hicks nodded and understood what he meant, "I have asked those hostages to sign a confidentiality agreement. At least the media does not know the existence of these two people yet."
Plank added, "I can also hold a press conference to release the news that all the robbers were killed, but your actions should be fast and it won't take too long."
Hongdu nodded. If those people felt that they were not exposed, they might not have left Los Angeles in such a hurry. This plan is worth trying.
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On the 20th Street, to the south is a parking lot. The bald black man who had changed his clothes was hiding at the rear of a car parked in a corner. He carefully observed the surrounding environment.
Twenty minutes later, just when he was almost desperate, a gray Ford sedan drove in. Although the model was old, the body was very clean.
The car was driving very slowly and had no intention of parking, so I walked around the parking lot twice.
The bald black man poked his head out from behind the car and carefully looked at the car that he thought was familiar to him.
After a moment, he walked out of the shadow, hiding the 92FS behind his uninjured right hand.
"Dwin, is it you?"
The car window rolled down, and the bald head held the right hand of the pistol grip, and couldn't help but exert more force.
"Batty, get in the car quickly." It was Devin sitting in the cab.
The bald man named Barty opened the rear door and sat in. Devin was the only one in the car, which made him feel relieved.
"What are you doing? I've been walking around here twice, and there are police outside now." Devin complained, and even let Barty, who was sitting behind, put down a little bit of defense.
Barty said without hiding it, "I have to be careful, you understand."
"Okay, man, I forgive your distrust, but put this on first." He threw a baseball cap on the passenger seat behind, his bald head was so conspicuous.
If you meet the police on this night and see two black people sitting in the car, you will definitely be stopped for inspection.
"Where are we going?" Barty put on her hat and asked.
"Las Vegas, I've let others go first." The group of people are indeed preparing to leave Los Angeles as soon as possible.
The car started and drove out of the parking lot, Devin turned his head slightly, "How are the others?"
After the police raided the Staples Center, media reports were officially controlled, and they could no longer get timely news from the news.
"I'm not sure. It was pitch black at that time. The guy from UC technology attacked me again. There was no way to determine what others were doing." Barty raised his left hand tied to his chest, showing a painful expression on his face. "Dwin, my hand may be broken, I need to find a doctor."
"Don't worry, when we arrive in Las Vegas, I can arrange for you to stay in the VIP ward." Devin said dismissively. This time, not counting those bonds, but even those cash are millions. As expected, these capitalists are the richest.
Barty smiled bitterly. He must have been on the police's wanted order, so he would not expect anything from the VIP ward.
Devin looked at his companion through the rearview mirror, feeling a little dissatisfied with the fact that he didn't know what others would end up, but he didn't say anything. He never thought that such a big deal could be hidden from the police, and he had no intention of hiding what he was going to do.
When he arranges everything, he will tell the world that this matter was done by himself and that he will become the real Marshal Xin Kou.
It's just that girl is a pity.
The car drove onto the highway towards Las Vegas. Before he could drive out for ten minutes, the intercom that Dewin placed on the center console rang.
“The expressway was blocked and we were walking back.”
Dewin picked up the intercom and asked, "What's going on?"
"The road was blocked, Fuck, I said I should kill everyone in that company." The person on the other side cursed and then complained there.
"Shut up, do you want to be heard by LAPD?" A woman's voice sounded, probably the voice of the secretary lady.
"You, Bichi, who only knows how to bite, should you close your stinky mouth."
The two people on the other side seemed to have a quarrel, and Devin frowned and looked not very good-looking.
"Don't argue, let's withdraw the territory of the Mad Dog Gang first." His authority in the team was still very high, and the two people on the other side calmed down.
Devin tweaked the steering wheel, turned the car and drove towards southern Los Angeles.
Behind their car, a dark Toyota sedan stopped on the side of the road. Curtis was sitting in the car and was contacting the headquarters, "Lottery license plate number 3SAM651, do I need to continue following?"
"No, I will let Brian take over, you can confirm Bell's situation now." John Smith across the street said, now there is not enough staff in Los Angeles, so he can only let his cousin Brian Mills participate.
"I understand," Curtis replied, and stopped paying attention to the car and restarted toward the hospital.
...
LAPD headquarters Parker Center, as the site commander of the case, is fully responsible for the Staples Center case.
Judging from the results, the entire operation was very successful, killing three bandits. Although Hongdu and his team members said that two of them were not killed by them, it is not the time to verify these details.
They are interrogating the two surviving robbers, hoping to find a breakthrough here.
To be continued...