Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

"When was the last time you contacted or saw each other?"

"It was the morning of August 1st. He had just seen his mother off and was so heartbroken that he called me.

We bought some beers and drank them at the hotel where he stayed.

He told me a lot, and we had been through the same experiences. I understood him.

But I was luckier than him in one aspect, I was an orphan.

You heard me right.

I was able to fit in better with my foster family. The Browns, my guardians, were very good to me, and I'm satisfied with my life now.

But Kunni'er was different. He couldn't forget his mother, and what's more tragic is that his mother was a drug addict.

When she wasn't using drugs, she might remember that Kunni'er was her son. But once her addiction kicked in, Kunni'er would be pushed aside, even reduced to her personal ATM."

"On the night of August 3rd, two men claiming to be from the LAPD came looking for you at the Browns' home. Did you recognize them?"

"I didn't know them.

When I heard Mr. Brown say the LAPD were at our door, I thought the counterfeit US Dollar incident had been exposed.

I didn't want to disappoint Mr. Brown, nor did I want to involve their family, so I jumped down from the second floor to escape.

I was unarmed at the time and didn't make any threatening moves, but those bastards shot at me from behind. I was scared stiff.

I didn't know what to do, was afraid to contact Mr. Brown, and didn't want to get Kunni'er involved either, so I planned to stay here for a while longer until things cooled down."

"If you were asked to help identify them, would you recognize them?"

"Initially, there were two people chasing me.

Later, one of them left, probably to drive the car. I didn't get a clear look at him.

The other kept chasing and shooting at me. I turned around and saw his face. He was black and looked very fierce."

Luke pulled out a photo of George. "Is it him?"

"No, he looks more like the one who went to drive the car. I can't remember clearly."

Luke then took out a photo of Jamie Brady. "Is this him?"

"Yes, that's the bastard. He wanted to kill me!" Derek jabbed at the photo with his finger. "Who is he? One of those counterfeiters?"

"From the current situation, this is highly likely. We've already caught one of the suspects.

The other suspect is still on the loose, and we can't rule out the possibility that he will continue to hunt you down. So we need to catch him as soon as possible to ensure your safety."

"How can you catch him?"

"The guy is quite cunning and has gone into hiding. We need to gather as much information about him as possible, like their characteristics, things they've said and the warehouse where you found the counterfeit money."

"I didn't have close contact with them; otherwise, I would have been killed by them long ago. However, I can take you to the warehouse where the fake money was discovered."

...

1204 Boswen Avenue.

There are quite a few factories around here, most of them abandoned.

Since it's not a residential area, not many people come here, making it an ideal place for counterfeiting money.

The factory area is large and disorganized, and it would be difficult to find without Derek leading the way, even if one knew the address.

Counterfeiting money is definitely a major case. After a platoon reported to Reid, Reid personally led the team to the scene, bringing reinforcements.

Reid took charge of the scene and set up a sting operation around the warehouse where the counterfeiting had been done.

Drones fitted with cameras scouted from the air and detected no suspicious individuals.

Reid then sent people to observe the surroundings of the warehouse.

The warehouse wasn't small, with a ceiling height of ten meters.

A team member climbed up to a window of the warehouse to look down and saw that the machinery inside was not operating, nor were there any signs of people.

After triple-checking, Reid guessed that the suspects might not be inside and decided to search the warehouse.

With a "bang!" the warehouse door was smashed open, and fully armed LAPD officers stormed in.

"Clear."

"No suspects found."

"Clear."

...

The LAPD quickly completed the warehouse search but found no suspects or counterfeit money.

However, they found a printing press suspected of being used for counterfeiting money.

Producing counterfeit money is not a simple task. A small piece of currency involves a lot of technology; the most basic issues are the ink and plates, but the greatest challenges are the paper and security features.

The paper used for printing US Dollars is very special, with a unique feel to it. People who handle money often could tell its authenticity by touch.

Additionally, the printing press found at the scene was different from ordinary ones. Ordinary prints use relief printing presses.

But for printing banknotes, intaglio printing presses are used. This technology is not advanced, and the printing cost is high, which is rare and has been controlled by countries worldwide; you can't buy them on the market.

Apart from the printing press as evidence, other items such as printing ink, misprinted banknotes, and some discarded paper were found at the scene, sufficiently proving that this place was a counterfeit money printing den.

Unfortunately, the police were a step too late. It was clear that the operation had stopped and the place was deserted.

Of course, this did not imply that the police action wasn't fast enough. Starting from the two teenagers who started stealing counterfeit money, the counterfeiting organization probably realized it, so when Kunni'er came to steal fake money the second time, he was caught by the other side and killed.

According to the police investigation, this warehouse was rented by the suspect Jamie Brady for as long as six months. From this, it seemed that the counterfeiting organization must have printed a large amount of fake money.