Suburbs of Los Angeles.

A gray-white church was built next to a remote woods.

A side hall of the church is about thirty square meters, with curtains drawn, and a transparent glass on top, which casts light and reflects in the center of the church.

There are not many decorations and objects in the church. There are eight chairs around the center, and eight people of different races, genders, and ages sit together.

Among them, the oldest one was a white man who looked to be in his fifties. He was holding a folder with a hammer mark printed on the upper right corner.

The white man opened the folder and said, "Everyone, you are welcome to join the Work Injury Mutual Aid Meeting.

I'm Burn Nelson, the organizer of the mutual aid association.

The reason why everyone gathers here is because the difficulties at work affect our life and health.

I hope everyone can be brave enough to speak out about their problems and feelings, discuss with each other, and help each other overcome their own problems."

Burn Nelson glanced at everyone, "Who wants to introduce themselves first?"

A Mexican man raised his hand, "Hi, my name is Martin. I am 32 years old. I suffer from depression...

I am a lawyer and have to work more than 12 hours a day. I haven’t laughed for a long time...

I feel like I’ve forgotten what it feels like to laugh…

I'm scared...scared of cell phones...

Since I became a lawyer, I have almost no private time. Even on Christmas Day, I have to turn on my computer 24 hours a day...

Living in a tense state every day...

I really want to turn off my phone and have a good sleep...

But I can't... I have to be responsible for my client...

I was under so much pressure that I couldn't breathe, and I wanted to leave my job more than once...

I have written resignation letters more than once...

But I still don’t have the courage to resign...

I do not know what to do……

I have been solving various problems for clients, but my own life is a mess.

I made a lot of money, but the money was just a bunch of numbers to me...

I don't feel happy at all.

I'm almost driven crazy by this pressure..."

"Hello everyone, I am Mary, 28 years old, from Orange County. I am a telephone operator. My daily job is to listen to customer requests, provide information, and assist in processing bills..."

"Hi, my name is Polita. I am 45 years old. I have a herniated disc and knee problems. The doctor suggested that I take a period of recuperation.

I am a landscaper. This industry is highly competitive and the salary is low...

I have been working hard...

But I didn’t make much money, but I suffered a lot of injuries..."

People at the mutual aid meeting talked about their own problems and troubles, most of which were caused by work.

Organizer Burn Nelson will listen carefully to everyone's talk, record their questions and confusions, and at the same time use calm words to enlighten each other.

"Dong dong..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Burne Nelson stood up and said, "You go on, I'll go take a look."

Burn Nelson picked up the folder and walked to the door. He opened the door and saw two men standing outside, a black man and a black-haired young man. "What do you want?"

These two people are Luke and Blackie.

After getting the business card of the mutual aid association from the psychiatrist.

Luke felt that the three cases were probably related to this mutual aid group, and then asked Shakru Khan and Melanie Hickman. Both of them admitted that they had participated in the mutual aid group, and the organizer of the mutual aid group was the man on the business card.

En Nelson.

Luke looked at the other person, "Are you Mr. Burne Nelson?"

"it's me."

Xiao Hei showed his police badge, "I am Detective Marcus of the Robbery and Murder Division, and this is Captain Li.

We are investigating a series of murders and would like to find out some information from you."

Burne Nelson's expression changed slightly, "Murder case? Did you find the wrong person?"

Luke asked, "Do you know Shakru Khan?"

"The name is somewhat familiar."

Luke took out the photo of the other party, and Burne Nelson looked at it carefully, "I know him. He has participated in the mutual aid group."

Luke pulled out Melanie Hickman's photo again, "Where's her?"

"He's also a member."

Luke thought for a while and then took out the photos of the people involved in the case of the deceased Ma Jiehui, "Who do you know in these three photos?"

Burn Nelson looked at it and pointed to the photo of restaurant employee Song Bo, "He is also a member of our mutual aid association."

"That's right, these three people were involved in three homicides respectively.

And these three people are all members of the Work Injury Mutual Aid Association.

We have reason to believe that your mutual aid association is related to these three murders."

Burne Nelson stood blankly on the spot, "Is there some misunderstanding?

The purpose of our mutual aid association is to protect the rights and interests of workers, and it is a charity organization. How could it be involved in a murder case?"

Luke comforted, "Don't be nervous, we are just here for routine investigation. I also hope that these three murders have nothing to do with the mutual aid association."

"Where were you between ten o'clock in the evening on December 17 and two o'clock in the morning the next day?"

"I'm at home."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"My wife."

"Where were you between nine and twelve o'clock in the evening on December 18th?"

"at home."

"Where were you between nine and eleven o'clock in the evening on December 19th?"

"at home."

Luke asked someone to contact his wife to verify the alibi.

Luke continued to ask, "How many people are there in your mutual aid group?"

Burn Nelson said, "There are too many, all over the country, I am only in charge of the mutual aid association in Los Angeles."

"How many people are in charge of the Mutual Aid Association in Los Angeles? Or how many people have access to the three members I mentioned before?"

Burne Nelson thought for a moment and looked embarrassed.

Luke advised, "Don't be mentally burdened, just say it.

We will verify it carefully and will not unjustly accuse a good person."

"Park Jung Min.

He is also a member of the mutual aid association and often comes to the mutual aid association to help, receive new members, and enlighten members who need help.

He is a good man who is willing to help everyone and is definitely not a murderer."

"Where is he now?"

"I have no idea."

"Have you seen him in the past three days?"

"No."

Luke took out a photo of the suspect vehicle and asked, "Have you seen this car?"

"Park Jung-min seems to have a car of the same brand, model, and color."

"Do you know where to find him?"

"have no idea."

"You should know his mobile phone number and home address, right?"

…

Luke did not question Burn Nelson further, but instead asked people to control him first.
To be continued...