Eight o'clock in the evening, Tapik Bar.

This is a bar located near a black community.

There were already more people in the bar at this time, and the bar was full of people.

Luke also walked into the bar, glanced around, and locked onto the figure of a black man.

Luke walked to the round table in the corner and sat opposite the black man. This black man was none other than his informant Anlek Raul.

"Hey, BOSS, thank you for what happened last time. I will return the bail money to you as soon as possible." Anlek Raul's tone was full of gratitude.

Luke said, "My uncle was the one who handled the bail procedures last time. I heard that you were thrown out of the car by him halfway?"

"Yes, but I don't blame him, no one wants to sit with a burglar."

Luke explained, “My uncle also works in a supermarket, and there was a man who often went to his supermarket to buy for zero dollars.

One time, when he couldn't stand it any longer, he stepped in to stop the other party and accidentally injured him.

Because of this incident, my uncle was arrested by the police and almost suffered a big loss, so he is more sensitive to this kind of thing and is not targeting you.

It's my fault for being negligent, I shouldn't have let him bail you out." Even so, Luke couldn't think of any other candidates for a while.

"I understand, I don't want to buy for zero dollars, but I really need money."

"What happened?"

Alec Raul looked a little complicated, "You have helped me a lot, I will solve it myself."

Luke was not one to rush. He changed the subject and asked, "Did you go shopping for zero dollars again this morning?"

"I..." Alec Raul hesitated, a little embarrassed, "How do you know?"

"You went to Rogier Supermarket?"

"Yes, I'm very unlucky today.

I just finished selecting things and am calculating...

There was a shooting in that supermarket. If I hadn't run as fast as I could, I would have asked you to help collect the bodies.

Compared with that pervert who kills without batting an eyelid, I think I'm too cute."

Luke asked, "Have you seen the gunman?"

Alec Raul nodded, "That's right, but he wrapped himself tightly and was fully armed, so I didn't dare to look at him more.

Even if he were standing in front of me now, I wouldn't recognize him."

"I am now responsible for investigating this case. If you carefully recall the situation at that time, if you can provide valuable clues, I will help you apply for informant fees, which can make your money easier."

"Wow, this is a high-profile case, and many people are discussing this case.

I didn’t know that you were the one investigating, otherwise, I would have told you proactively.”

"It's not too late." Luke took out a photo of Dulcie Jordan, "Have you ever seen this person near the supermarket?"

Alec Raul looked at the photo carefully and said, "I have never seen him."

Luke continued, "Have you ever seen a young white man wearing a gray baseball cap, he should be wearing a beige sweatshirt and blue pants."

Alec Raul recalled for a while, "Yes, I seem to have seen people dressed like this. And there are not many white people around there, so they are really eye-catching."

There was a drama, and Luke continued to ask, "Did you see his appearance clearly?"

Alec Raul did not answer, but took out his mobile phone, "After the shooting, I ran outside the supermarket.

I didn’t leave immediately. This was a big event. I was very curious, so I hid in a corner and took pictures with my mobile phone. I seemed to have captured the person you were talking about.”

Anlek Raul pulled out the video and handed it to Luke.

Luke took the phone and checked it carefully, and sure enough he saw a young white man wearing a gray baseball cap.

The white man's dress was consistent with Antoine Powell's description. He was in a hurry and did not notice that Anlec Lauer was filming a video, and one of the frames happened to capture the appearance of the white young man.

He was very young, probably not yet an adult. The expression on his face was a bit complicated, nervous, excited, and seemed a little confused.

Luke returned the phone to Anlek Raul, "Send me the video later, and I'll treat you to the drink tonight."

Alec Raul smiled and said, "So I have made a meritorious service?"

"Yes, you are a lucky guy."

A voice sounded in Luke's head, [The adventure card has been activated and used.]

…

The next morning.

Luke came to the Robbery and Murder Division and immediately interrogated Darcy Jordan.

Compared with yesterday, Darcy Jordan's eyes were a little less unruly and a little more indignant.

Luke sat across from the desk and asked, "Are you still used to living here?"

Darcy Jordan flashed her middle finger.

Luke was not angry, and took out a photo and put it in front of Darcy Jordan, "Do you know him?"

Darcy Jordan glanced at it and didn't answer.

Luke smiled, "Do you know why you are here?"

"Because that son of a bitch gunman framed me."

"Then do you want to catch him?"

Although he knew Luke had ulterior motives, Darcy Jordan couldn't refuse. He expected to catch the bastard who framed him earlier than Luke did. "Is it Mr. Bai in the photo who is framing me?"

"It's not certain yet. We only know that he went to the area where the supermarket was shot. Do you know him?"

"Yes, I know this white trash."

Luke asked, "Is it one of the two people you confessed to?"

"no."

Luke "..."

How many people have you offended?

"What's his name?"

"Brown Bryant."

"What's the relationship between you two?"

"I was in the same middle school as this asshole,"

"Luther King Third High School?"

"Yes, just by the name, you can tell it's a black school. I can't figure out why that white guy came to my school, damn white trash."

"Do you have any conflict with Brown Bryant?"

"Yes, every time I saw Mr. Bai, I felt something was wrong with the way he looked at me. One time, I couldn't hold back and beat him up.

This guy was a tough guy, he neither cried out in pain nor begged for mercy.

But that look in his eyes...I will never forget it.

I didn't have another conflict with him after that. I didn't expect this bastard to be so vindictive. He will definitely die, and it will be miserable." Darcy Jordan gritted his teeth with hatred. If Brown Bryant hadn't framed him, the police would

They won't go to his house to arrest anyone, and he won't be arrested for harboring drugs.

"Yesterday I asked you who you had offended, and I specifically mentioned his physical characteristics. Why didn't you say his name?"

"E on, I have offended so many people, this white guy is not even on the list."

"It seems like you didn't suffer at all from being caught.

Do you know his contact details or home address?"

"I beat a lot of people. If everyone had to remember, one diary wouldn't be enough. And I don't have the habit of writing a diary."

"What class is he in?"

"We are on the same floor. If I remember correctly, he is in Class 4, Grade 11. This class has the most seniors."

"Does he have any close classmates or friends?"

"I don't know, this old man Bai usually keeps to himself, and it seems that his brain is not normal.

If he is the perverted gunman, I would not be surprised at all. Many white people are perverts, much more perverted than us black people.

Yes, he is a pervert."

"You two may still have a chance to meet. You can tell him in person."

Darcy Jordan clenched her fists tightly, "I will blow up his skin, I will definitely do it!"

Luke was a little dumbfounded, "I wish you a good time."

Luke got the news he wanted, returned to the office, clapped his hands, and attracted everyone's attention, "Guys, I found out about the suspicious white young man Antoine Powell said appeared in the supermarket."
To be continued...