Tokyo Police

one week later.

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Lin Xiuyi continued to work as a copywriter in the office of the police station in the northern jurisdiction as usual, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Please come in!"

Lin Xiuyi stopped his work and responded.

The door of the office was opened, and Sean walked into the office with a young black police officer!

"Hello, sir!" The young black policeman saluted Lin Xiuyi, then reached out and shook hands with Lin Xiuyi.

Sean hurriedly introduced the two: "Lin, this is Abraham, who is in charge of the missing persons investigation at the North Jurisdiction Police Station! Abraham, this is my partner, Lin! He is the RB police officer!"

After everyone exchanged names, they finally got to the point.

"Sir, the girl who ran away from home you asked us to investigate now has a little clue. We found that a credit card belonging to her used to be used at the gas station near Highway 90..."

Abraham was very polite and looked polite. It was the first time that Lin Xiuyi had contact with a black man like him.

After listening to Abraham's introduction, Sean said to Lin Xiuyi, "Lin, I think you've been bored here for so many days, you might as well go out with me, I think why don't we make a trip in person , and see what you can find there?"

Lin Xiu nodded and agreed with Sean's suggestion. After they sent Abraham away, they took the elevator to the underground garage.

"Drive my car!" Lin Xiuyi said proactively as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

"Your car?" Sean asked curiously.

"It was rented from a car dealership. The GTRR33 was produced in 1995, just right for high speed!" Lin Xiuyi said with anticipation.

"It's a nice car, but if it was me, I'd rent a Mustang!"

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Lin Xiuyi and Sean got into the car. After Lin Xiuyi set up the navigation, he started the car. In the previous life, Lin Xiuyi liked GTR very much, but unfortunately he never had the chance to try it. This time, he finally got what he wanted.

Although it is an old car from 1995, because there is no scrapping period for cars in North America, this car from more than 20 years ago can still be used on the road. The car is in good condition, the accelerator is very sensitive, the acceleration is strong, and even when cornering at high speed, the heavy body is still very stable. Lin Xiuyi made a small wish in his heart. After returning home, if economic conditions permit, he will buy a GTR as his means of transportation. Although GTR is the representative work of RB car, Nissan has handed over the controlling stake to Renault of France as early as 1999, so Nissan is actually a subsidiary of Renault of France. Strictly speaking, GTR, the classic brand of RB sports cars, does not belong to RB anymore.

Lin Xiuyi was driving the GTRR33 produced in 1995 on Highway 90 from Seattle to the eastern states. Sean, as the FBI, explained to Lin Xiuyi some cases that had happened on Highway 90 from time to time along the way. Oddly enough, American perverts seem to be very fond of committing crimes on Route 90. 10 years ago, there was a lunatic walking along Route 90 with a sniper rifle. He didn't do anything for money or robbery, he just killed random strangers for fun, and it was such a case, But it left the police helpless because the highway killer was using an undocumented black gun and the victims had no significant commonalities. And this kind of random killings of shooting a gun for a place is the most troublesome thing for the police.

"To tell you the truth, Lin! Hundreds of FBI officers, state troopers along Route 90, and county troopers were all looking for this guy, but we've been finding nothing but occasional new victims." Xiao En said with infinite emotion.

"How did you catch this guy in the end?" Lin Xiuyi asked curiously.

"We failed to catch him, that guy disappeared after killing 37 people!" Sean replied regretfully.

After saying these words, the car suddenly fell into silence. Lin Xiuyi was also a policeman. He could hear that Sean said this sentence because he felt a sense of loss in his heart. But this kind of random killing time without a clear purpose is indeed the most difficult case to solve. This kind of murderer is far more clever than those who like to set up the scene and pretend to be clever. Criminals who really know how to deal with the police always leave as few clues as possible, and most of the prisoners who like to dress up the scene full of various symbolic meanings are 100% stupid, but there are also some clever murderers who like to use This is a way to show personality and challenge the police.

It takes an hour's drive from the North Precinct Police Station to the gas station Abraham mentioned. After Lin Xiuyi and Sean arrived here, they immediately questioned the shopkeeper here.

"Have you seen this girl?" Lin Xiuyi asked the shop owner with Natalie's photo.

The shopkeeper hesitated for a while~www.wuxiahere.com~ Sean immediately took out his FBI account and showed it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper saw that it was the FBI who came to the door, and his attitude improved a lot.

"This girl? I don't seem to have any impression of it!" The owner recalled for a long time and shook his head. Then he looked at Lin Xiuyi and Sean again, as if he was looking at the FBI's attitude towards him.

"Do you have surveillance here?" Lin Xiu couldn't see anything at a glance, so he went straight to the topic.

"Yes! Yes!" The shopkeeper nodded affirmatively.

"How long have you kept it, did you have any from last week?" Lin Xiuyi continued to ask.

"I remember correctly, it should be kept for a month, and the one from last week should still be there!" The shopkeeper opened the small door on the counter, allowing Lin Xiuyi and Sean to pass through the counter and enter the monitoring room of the gas station.

At Lin Xiuyi's request, the store quickly retrieved the picture of Natalie's credit card spending a week ago. Lin Xiuyi and Sean widened their glasses and watched this video little by little.

In the picture, a figure wearing a hat and jacket walked to the counter and said something to the salesperson. Because the figure was wearing a hat and couldn't see his face, Lin Xiuyi couldn't determine whether the person on the screen was Natalie. He could only judge from the height that it was a woman about the same height as Natalie.

Just when the clerk in the picture turned around to pick up the goods, the figure suspected of Natalie took something from the counter and quietly put it into his pocket.

"What's in that position?" Lin Xiuyi asked curiously.

"Ha ha!"

The shopkeeper smiled slyly at first, but after seeing Lin Xiuyi's serious face, he restrained some serious answers.

"Yeah! It's a condom, officer!"