Yama Rising - 933

“Edward?” A fat black sheriff looked at the man standing at the table suspiciously and rolled his eyes. “Didn’t you go on vacation?”

Edward smiled kindly: “Still can’t let go of work.”

“When have you been so motivated?” The sheriff almost laughed at him, and pushed a form to him: “Okay, the city police unit has never been short of people, and you just come back. Frankly speaking, if you are more than a week old When you come back, you will immediately report to the county public security unit. Now, go back to your desk.”

Edward passed the fake form and was about to go out, suddenly blessed to his soul. Turning around and asking in a low voice: “Sergeant Miles, why is there such a shortage of people now?”

Before Miles could speak, he leaned down and said in a low voice: “I called yesterday, and several of my classmates were moving to the east. It was about Washington/Dayton, Philadelphia. And the mobile phone couldn’t get through. , Over there…Is there a big case?”

“You can’t participate!” The sheriff snorted, “Edward, if you were a little motivated! You cared about these things ten years ago, you won’t be an ordinary police officer!”

Edward shrugged, opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he left, his expression became awe-inspiring.

It seems that the Sergeant Miles also didn’t know what happened in the east. So… it just means that Philadelphia has not really closed down, after all… this is the United States. It is too difficult for a non-centralized country to close the city with one word.

If the current president dared to seal the city, he would not even want to get votes for the eastern region! Moreover, other parties will immediately rush up like a shark, biting him into pieces.

The police station in the United States is similar to other countries. Several desks are put together to form a large office area, on which computer materials are placed, and the American flag and the eagle emblem symbolizing the police system are hung on the wall. Edward walked to his desk and poured a cup of coffee. Then he smiled at the black woman on the opposite side.

“Are you suggesting me?” The woman was very strong, with shiny black skin, and said with a smile: “Edward, when have you ended nonmarriage?”

In the United States, police is not a very good profession, so the salary is generally high. After all… this is a society where guns are allowed.

Not many white people choose this profession, but black people choose it as a way to truly integrate into American society. Therefore, in the huge police system, blacks occupy the majority.

“You got it wrong.” Edward smiled, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, “Jenny, find someone for me.”

“Who?”

“The name is not clear. His father moved for First American Bank a long time ago.”

Jenny looked at him like an idiot: “Dear Mr. Edward, are you kidding me?”

“No.” Edward said seriously, “I suspect he was involved in a murder case.”

Jenny’s face finally became serious, she retracted her body, and quickly tapped the keyboard. After a long time, she poked her head out and looked at Edward like a ghost: “According to data records, in 1985, First American Bank officially moved out of Philadelphia and settled in New York. You mean… to investigate a suspected homicide more than 40 years ago?”

“First of all, this case has passed the prosecution period. The prosecution period for the murder case is 20 years. This is the legal maximum sentence of life imprisonment and the death penalty. It has already passed. Moreover, this is not our responsibility at all. .”

Edward frowned: “Why?”

“If it is a homicide, it is under the jurisdiction of the local police department, and I have the right to pursue the truth of it.” After resisting the discomfort, Edward added: “This is the duty of our American police!”

“Of course, I am not against your obligation.” Jenny retracted and continued to type on the keyboard: “But you have to understand that the American police system belongs to several major parts, first the Department of Homeland Security, then the Federal Department, and the Department of Justice. , Including our local police department.”

The computer in front of Edward was ticking, and a screenshot of Jenny had been sent over on the internal communication software.

He understood what was going on just by looking at it. Because, this matter…has been transferred to the Department of Justice, and it is taken over by the Federal Bureau of Investigation, also known as the FBI, under the Ministry of Justice.

Sure enough… The FBI also knows some truths and does not allow ordinary people to participate…

Seeing his frowning brows, Jenny shrugged and said: “Don’t tell me, you want to file a case independently and investigate the matter yourself.”

Edward raised his eyebrows.

Jenny sighed: “Edward, you are not young anymore, and people of the same age as you are in the position of sheriff! Don’t waste any more time, okay?”

“Even if you are allowed to file a case independently, you will not get any help in this case. The FBI will not allow you to go beyond your authority. In addition, even if you succeed, the offender will not be punished. After all, the prosecution period has passed and the other party is not It belongs to the scope of’especially bad in nature and no time limit for prosecution’.”

“If it’s a serial homicide case or a corpse homicide case, the law may open the Internet and allow you to appeal. But now…” She smiled bitterly, “What’s the use of wasting time?”

Edward stood up: “I just want the survivors to be fair.”

Jenny snorted, retracted in front of the computer, and said nothing.

Some people are like rocks in the toilet, smelly and hard.

………………………………

“Please come in.” Sheriff Miles said casually while drinking coffee.

The door opened, Edward walked in, put a pile of materials on the other party’s desk, and said in a deep voice, “I apply for an independent investigation.”

Myers coffee didn’t even drink, and today I looked at Edward as I didn’t know each other for the second time.

Are you crazy?

Just watch me get fat and entertain me, don’t you?

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he picked up the information and looked at it. It took a long time to put down the information: “I don’t think you are an idiot.”

“The case you gave me has passed the full twenty-year prosecution period. In addition, if you want to apply for an independent investigation, you need a reason. Tell me, how did you suspect this case? Don’t use the foolish answer that the FBI took over. Come to make the answer.”

Edward said solemnly: “I accidentally saw the video of the other party’s death. It was a videotape, but after I watched it, it disappeared the next day. I swear that there must be a problem with the other party’s death! I have an application for qualifications. The right to independent investigation!”

However, this time, Miles did not immediately reject him.

After three full minutes, he suddenly said: “The police can’t provide you with much help.”

Edward glanced at each other in amazement and nodded: “I know.”

“I only need the police station’s positioning system, database, and…car. And a certificate of independent investigation.”

Silence again.

Miles took a sip of his coffee, sighed faintly, and looked into Edward’s eyes directly: “Edward, although you have a weird personality and poor popularity. But I want to remind you, why have you thought about this matter? Will the FBI take over?”

“Have you considered the danger?”

Edward nodded deeply: “I thought about it.”

“Then, even so, do you insist?”

“I insist.” Edward did not avoid the other’s gaze: “This is my duty.”

The two looked at each other. A few seconds later, Miles nodded: “This is your choice.”

“Go to Ai Li, she will give you what you want.”

Edward bowed and went out.

The door closed gently. Miles continued to sip his coffee, ten minutes later, he sighed and carefully took out a cell phone from his arms.

This is an old phone, Nokia. It handed over its mobile phone business to Microsoft in 2014. That is to say, Nokia’s mobile phone will not have a signal unless it is a model within ten years.

Then he turned on the phone and even pressed the number.

“Hello, dear lord.” Ten seconds later, he said: “Someone is actually investigating the incident more than 40 years ago… Yes, it is my subordinate. I have advised, but no use.”

“I reminded him twice vaguely, but he didn’t listen…Yes, then I let him go directly into Philadelphia?”

“Understood, I hope your people handle it well. If he comes back alive, this matter may be stabbed out… Of course, no one of me said… No, since you saved my daughter’s life, I have Believe in you, I don’t know if you are a devil or an angel… I only know that you are the savior of our family…”

“Okay, I will send you his information right away…”

Hanging up the phone, Miles sat quietly at the table, scratching his hand along the shiny scalp. He stared at the door, as if he could see Edward through the door.

“I advised you…you didn’t listen, don’t blame me…”

………………………………

The car drove smoothly out of Los Angeles and headed west.

The United States is vast and sparsely populated, and there is no such thing as China. There are fertile paddy fields everywhere, and there are not many unpopulated places to see in a single train. Here, canyons, mountain peaks, countless palm trees, various flowers and plants, constitute the scenery along the way. It is very likely that you can’t even see the gas station for a few hours.

Especially in the atmosphere of the evening now, the highway looks very gloomy.

Edward was sitting in the car. The car was a Ford, approved by the bureau. Just in front of the car, there was a paper bag with all the detailed information about the workers he wanted.

Ricky Conn. Died in 1986, the cause of death was cerebral hemorrhage. His son is called Matthew Conn. He now lives next to Franklin Roosevelt Park in Philadelphia, on the third floor of Apartment No. 137 on Route 23. He is now thirty-nine and he has his ID card attached.

“No bad hobbies, no formal occupation, and a part-time job for a living. No marriage… The whole information is mediocre…” While driving, he smoked a cigarette and raised his mind: “But according to the king’s experience, the more this is The ordinary things, the more incredible things are hidden…”

On the spacious highway, some trucks can be seen passing by from time to time. Now, half a day since he left Los Angeles, his plan is to go directly to Phoenix, Phoenix, a total distance of 601 kilometers, and then…board there. He doesn’t have time to roam the country.

The sky was getting dark. He doesn’t plan to take a rest. The ticket is at 12 o’clock tomorrow noon. After turning the corner, a freight car was oncoming ahead.

For Yama-level perception, this distance is nothing at all. He glanced boredly, the truck driver had obviously been driving for a long time, and was squeezing a can of canned coffee and drinking desperately.

This is a very common scene on American highways.

On the eve of the two vehicles approaching, the truck driver shook the empty coffee can irritably and cursed. Edward saw clearly that he should be scolded by the United States: SHIT.

In the night, two cars passed by, like one of countless familiar scenes on every road. There is nothing unusual.

At the same time, the truck driver frowned and threw the coffee can out. Edward hated this kind of people who didn’t follow the rules and didn’t care about quality, and shook his head. Then… the pupils shrank suddenly.

The coffee can… hit the roof of his car.

There was only a soft “knocking” sound.

There is no rolling sound.

It’s like… what the other party dropped was not a coffee can, but… a magnet.

In the next second, there was a sound of “tick to tick”, which made the roof of the car spine chill!

This is… the sticky touch time/bomb!

Without any time to think, Edward kicked the car door, regardless of whether it was a highway or not, and jumped out!

boom–! ! !