Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

But he had a tattoo on his right arm, a centipede pattern, which was frightening. I personally despise those creatures.

"I hope this helps you."

"When exactly did you make the deal?"

"Rocky contacted me on August 7th, gave me only a day to consider; we made the deal on the night of August 8th."

"Where did the deal take place?"

"In a warehouse where I store goods."

"What's the address of the warehouse?"

"745 Yalisha Street."

"How were the goods brought to the warehouse?"

"By a white van, they had covered the license plate numbers."

"Have you sold all the stolen goods you bought from them?"

"No, after those two bottles of wine caused trouble, I didn't dare sell any more, I moved them back to the warehouse."

"How much wine did you sell altogether, and how many bottles of Cafira wine are left?"

"I received a total of two cases of wine, 12 bottles, there should be one case left."

"All the left goods and wine need to be sealed; we'll need to examine them."

Osmon showed a bitter expression, "Do whatever you want, my supermarket is already finished, what use are those things to me now?"

"Do you have Rocky's contact details?"

"He gave me a mobile phone number; we contacted through that," Osmon searched through his phone and said, "626 836 384*"

In Luke's experience, it was difficult to directly trace the 'real' identity of the owner of such a contact number, "Any other clues about Rocky?"

"No."

"What about Rocky's accomplices?"

"His accomplices all wore masks; I couldn't see their faces, only knew they were all white."

"How many people in total?"

"There should be four," Osmon concluded, his expression turning anxious, "I… will I go to jail?"

"You should prepare bail money."

"God, where do I have the money now, why did I have to encounter such a mess..."

Dean shrugged, "The moment you started dealing with stolen goods, you sowed the seeds of crime."

"I didn't want to, but in that situation... I had no choice.

To you, they may just be insignificant hoodlums, but to us small businessmen without any backing, they're the toughest and most frightening!

That's the way the world is, the more you want to live well, the harder life becomes."

Osmon admitted to dealing in stolen goods, he was taken into custody at the police station, and the goods were taken back to the station for examination, especially the remaining bottles of Cafira wine, which were likely to leave clues from the Poisoner.

These trivial matters were left to others. Luke focused on Rocky; through Osmon's testimony, Luke had already obtained several important leads.

Suspect nickname, Rocky

Ethnicity, white

Physical features, brown hair, nearly 190 cm in height

Tattoo, right arm centipede pattern

Mobile number, 626 836 384*

Characteristic, gang activity

Crime location, near the Korean community

Investigation direction, suspected gang affiliation.

That was already quite a bit of information.

Luke handed the summarized information to Dean, "Do you have anything to add?"

After looking it over and stroking his chin, Dean said, "Rocky committed the crime on August 3rd, but didn't sell the goods to Osmon until August 8th. I think he must have been in contact with fencing channels during that time, comparing offers.

As long as he's spread the word about selling stolen goods, someone will remember it, which can also be used as one of the clues to confirm his identity."

Luke nodded; Dean was more familiar with the ins and outs of gangs than he was, "Can you find him?"

Dean shrugged, "This guy is too clean, not in my circle, not much hope."

"Then let's start with the phone number.

If we can't find the owner's information, I will ask the captain to contact the anti-gang and drug enforcement departments for their assistance in investigating Rocky's identity." Luke wouldn't ask David to investigate privately but would keep him in the loop discreetly.

This was official business, no need to use personal connections.

If he approached David for help, David would certainly assist, but there would be no advantage for David to help privately, as even if a clue was discovered, he couldn't get credit for it.

It would be different if Susan contacted the anti-gang and drug enforcement departments directly.

The task might still end up being assigned to David.

But this would be seen as cooperation between two departments, a legitimate achievement.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening.

Luke returned home.

As he parked the car, he saw a striking woman sitting at the bamboo and rattan table in the yard.

"Hey, isn't that Miss Dean? What brings you to my yard?"

"I just happened to be passing by and thought I'd drop in for a visit, sadly you weren't home. I was about to call you when I saw your car coming over."

Luke didn't believe her story, somewhat displeased, "Indeed quite a coincidence, but next time please call before coming to my house.

Police tend to have many enemies, and we're very vigilant.

It's dark at night and accidents can easily happen, it would be unfortunate if you were accidentally hurt."

"Sounds like your shooting isn't very good?"

"Except for a slow firing rate, it has no drawbacks."

Orty "..."

"Sorry, I was presumptuous this time, I'll call ahead next time."

"Come in and let's talk."

Luke opened the door, turned on the lights in the living room, and invited Orty into the house.

Orty glanced around the living room, "Do you live alone?"

"Yes."

"It's quite clean."

Luke chuckled, "I guessed you might come, so I cleaned up in advance."