Luke, Blackie and Agent Anthony visit Bowen Pilton's house together.

Xiao Hei drove, Agent Anthony sat in the passenger seat, and Luke was alone in the back looking at his mobile phone.

This case was named the "5.10 Shooting Case". Because there were too many people involved, Reid also transferred people from the Second Squadron of the Robbery and Murder Division to join the investigation.

A temporary chat group for the 5.10 shooting was established to facilitate contact.

The first squadron arrived early and took over the scene directly, while the second squadron was responsible for taking notes for students and teachers.

This was a hard job. There were more than 600 people in the entire high school. Even though school was over, most of them didn't leave. There were at least four to five hundred people.

In many people’s minds, students in Los Angeles get off school early and have easier schoolwork

In fact, this is not the case. Foreign parents are also very naive. Good schools are also very demanding. In addition to normal schoolwork, there are dozens of cram schools and various sports.

Students' time is also arranged slowly, but they are more selective.

Luke asked, "Did Agent Fannie bring a gun to school?"

Anthony said, 'It must be.'

Xiao Hei asked, "Didn't you say that she was experienced and had good marksmanship? How could she be killed?"

Anthony pinched his forehead and said, "I've been thinking about this too. I guess Fanny was probably the first victim. She was shot by the suspect without any preparation.'

Luke denied this speculation, "The Second Squadron is taking notes for students. According to a student, Fannie was not on the second floor of the teaching building when the first gunshot was fired. She was not the first victim."

The first victim was probably someone on the third floor.

Anthony analyzed, "That shows that the situation Fanny encountered at that time was more complicated. The threat did not come from one direction, and there may be more than one suspect.'

During the conversation, the three of them arrived at Bowen Pilton's house.

Bowen Pilton's family lives in a relatively remote area, and the distance between the houses is relatively large.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Luke and the three of them stepped out one after another.

Luke put his right hand on the butt of the gun and scanned the surrounding environment. Bowen Pilton's yard was relatively large, but it was not particularly tidy.

The three of them had just walked into the yard and "bang bang"

A burst of gunshots was faintly heard.

Anthony pulled out his pistol and whispered, "Be alert, the gunfire came from the garage.'

The iron door of the warehouse was closed tightly, and it used an electric roller shutter that could be opened from the outside or inside. Luke pressed the roller shutter switch and said, "Be careful.

The rolling shutter opens slowly.

Luke and the other three suddenly appeared from both sides,

"land!"

"FBI!"

"Hands up, don't move!

"Stop playing tricks and put your hands where I can see them.

There were two men in the garage looking in the direction of the garage. The young man was holding a gun in his right hand and seemed to be petrified.

The middle-aged man raised his hands and said, "Hey, please don't get me wrong, we are just practicing shooting at our own home.

Bowen, put that damn pistol down.’

Anthony warned, "Young man, don't be nervous, squat down, put the gun on the ground, and don't make any unnecessary movements.'

Bowen slowly squatted down and put the pistol on the ground.

Anthony said, "Very well, now stay away from that gun and we need to have a good talk.'

Bowen's father said, "Sir, we were just practicing in the garage."

"You're not allowed to practice shooting in residential communities, so just do as I say.'

Bowen and his son followed the request and walked out of the garage with their hands raised.

Luke and Blackie conducted a routine body search on the father and son.

Bowen's father was a little dissatisfied, "Hey, this is my home, how could you do this to us?"

Luke warned, "If you have a gun, you can't use it indiscriminately. If you want to practice shooting, you can go to the shooting range. Shooting randomly in the community is against the rules. Do you want to be sued? Or do you want to be kicked out of the community by your neighbors?'

"No, I just heard that there was a shooting at my son's school, and I wanted to teach him some ways to protect himself."

Luke asked, 'How old is he?'

"17 years old.

"The law stipulates that you must be 21 years old to buy a handgun. Don't you think it's a little too early?'

"That's my gun, I just want to teach him in advance.

"Then next time we go to the shooting range instead of home, 0k?

"No problem, it won't happen next time. I just heard that there was a shooting at my son's school and I was scared." Bowen's father said sincerely, "Sir, can you let it go this time? We promise not to

Offend again.

Luke didn't want to waste time on these trivial matters, "We don't have to pursue the matter of shooting in the garage, but we need to talk to Bowen.

"Why are you talking to my son? What's the matter?'

Luke showed his police badge, "I am Detective Luke of the Police Detective Bureau. I am investigating today's shooting case. I want to find out some information from Bowen."

"What's going on?" Bowen's father stood in front of his son.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a routine inquiry." Luke glanced around, "Are you sure you want us to ask questions in the yard? Let the neighbors also participate in some comments?

"Please go in and talk." Bowen's father made a gesture of invitation.

Anthony picked up the revolver in the garage and said, "Leave this gun to me for safekeeping for the time being and return it when we leave." Bowen's father hesitated, but seeing Anthony's firm expression, he nodded helplessly, "No problem."

Bowen also followed into the house.

Luke has been observing him, a little silent, mostly with his head lowered, looking a little shy.

"Bowen, you go to Malaboa High School?'

"Yes.

"My brother also goes to school there and he was at the school when the shooting happened.

He called me immediately, and I was very worried at the time...I can understand your feelings." Luke changed the subject, "So, don't be nervous, I talked to my brother and I want to talk to you too.

, to learn more about the shooting. Hearing Luke's words, Bowen's father's face relaxed a lot, "Detective Luke, which class is your brother in?'

"I'm usually very busy with work, so I really can't remember." Luke said perfunctorily, saying that the fat boy was in the same school was the most information he could reveal.

It is impossible to mention his younger brother's class to the other party.

Luke asked, "Bowen, were you at school when the shooting happened?"

Bowen pursed his lips and said, "Yes, I am."

"Where were you?'

"In the classroom.'

“Which classroom?‘

"I can't remember clearly. As soon as the gunshot rang out, my whole mind was confused.

"I can understand. Please tell me carefully. What classes do you have in the afternoon and what classmates are you with? If you can't remember, you can also ask them.

After a while, Bowen said, "I'm in the teaching building.

Luke asked, "Which classroom?"

"Classroom 201.

"Very good." Luke encouraged, "What were you doing when the gunfire rang out? Who was around?'

"I was reading a book, and I couldn't remember who was around. I'm used to being alone."

'Can you tell where the gunfire was?'

"The gunfire was very close, but I couldn't tell where it was.

"What did you do after that?'

"When I thought about the gunfire, the class and even the whole school were in chaos, and I was frightened. At first, I wanted to hide under the table and wait for rescue, but when I saw my classmates running away, I ran too.

'What time did you leave school?'

"I don't know, I didn't check the time.'

"Where have you been since you left school?'

"I'll go straight home.'

"How did you come back?

"I called my father and asked him to pick me up.'
To be continued...