Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

The television station had contacted him, wanting him to do a talk show. It was an opportunity for us, a really great opportunity.

"But the television station also had conditions. If he agreed to become the talk show host, he would have to temporarily stop some unnecessary performances," Markway Sakozi whispered, "like the one today."

Chen Kelin asked, "Would that be a big loss for the bar?"

Markway Sakozi scanned the crowd, "At least half of the customers here are Darcy's fans; he's the most popular stand-up comedian here. Believe me, the bar definitely wouldn't want to lose him."

Chen Kelin countered, "What would happen if the owner of the bar knew about this?"

"I don't know," Markway Sakozi shook his head, "but it would certainly be unpleasant, which is also why we're keeping it a secret."

Chen Kelin pressed on, "Has Darcy had any troubles recently or offended anyone?"

Markway Sakozi replied, "He has indeed run into some trouble recently. A few days ago, he told me that someone had written him a threat letter."

"What kind of threat letter?"

"I don't know; he didn't let me see it."

"Why not report it to the police?"

"I suggested it, but he didn't want to report it. I don't know why."

"Where's the threat letter now?"

"I don't know. Although I'm his agent, I can't possibly know everything about him."

"What about his family?"

"His parents are in New York State; they couldn't get here until tomorrow at the earliest."

"His wife?"

"I'm not sure. Their relationship wasn't very good, they've been separated for a while, I don't really understand the situation."

Kevin frowned, "Are you sure?"

Seeing the expression on the other person's face, Markway Sakozi countered, "Did he tell that joke about his mom and wife again?"

Kevin sighed and showed a hint of self-mockery, "That's right, he really is a good actor."

...

The following morning.

Police Detective Bureau.

Luke yawned as he walked into the large conference room.

Last night, after Orty left, Luke had trouble sleeping.

It had to be said, that woman was a charming siren; the allure of a Latin beauty was hard to resist.

Since coming to Los Angeles, Luke's horizons had been broadened, and his desire had grown stronger; this flashy world, in comparison to China, had fewer restrictions, and it was easy to lose oneself.

Luke wasn't a saint; his flaws were obvious. He liked fine food, fine wine, beautiful landscapes, and beautiful women.

Put simply, he was a worldly man with a bottom line.

Differently, the LAPD's standards appeared to be much lower than those of the Chinese police.

Of course, this wasn't a bad thing for him; he lived more carefree.

While Luke was daydreaming in the meeting room, other people also arrived gradually.

Reid headed the meeting, with members of the first and second squads sitting on either side.

Among them, the second squad looked noticeably tired, continuously yawning.

Reid turned to Chen Kelin and said, "Captain Chen, please update us on the case."

"Last night at ten o'clock, we rushed to the Lime Stand-up Comedy Bar. The victim was a stand-up comedian..." Chen Kelin gave a detailed account of the situation at the bar.

Afterward, he played a video of Darcy's stand-up, eliminating the need to reconstruct the scene.

Chen Kelin continued, "We found three more bottles of Weissen brand mineral water in the victim Darcy's locker, proving that he really liked this brand of water.

Besides, the poisoned bottle of water that contained cyanide had the same batch number as one of the bottles in the locker and as the water found at the subway station.

Meaning, all the poisonous bottles of water came from that box of water at the subway station."

Reid said, "Now we have found ten bottles from that box of toxic water, leaving two unaccounted for. I hope people pay more attention to the news to avoid another incident like Darcy's."

Mark shrugged, "Although it might not be appropriate to say this, I still want to say that this Darcy was asking for it. His fans had already warned him, yet he still did it."

The deputy head said, "The law is written clearly, but still so many people commit crimes. It essentially boils down to the same reason.

Some people always like to take chances against authority.

If they win, they reap great rewards; if they lose, they must accept punishment."

"Ahem..." Chen Kelin coughed lightly, "According to what Darcy's agent described, he received a threat letter a while ago. We went to Darcy's house for an overnight search and found that threat letter in his trash can."

Chen Kelin placed the threat letter on the projector, briefly introducing, "The content of the threat letter mainly stemmed from dissatisfaction with his performance style, believing that Darcy's approach was vulgar, liking to use risqué jokes.

For example, making fun of women, playing poker, and so on.

The end of the letter also threatened him, saying that if he didn't change this style, they would make sure he died a nasty death."

Luke took the threat letter and studied it carefully. "Are there any fingerprints on the threat letter?"

"None. However, the letter is handwritten, dated August 22," Chen Kelin said, then pulled out another document, tapping it,

"These are the statements we took from the bar's patrons; they're more or less the same. They all saw Darcy drink from that bottle of water.

That's all the leads we have so far."

Reid said, "Good work. Second squad, you can go get some sleep."

Members of the second squad left one by one, and the first squad continued to take over the case's investigation.