Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

Luke glanced at his watch. "Then what are we waiting for?

Let's head out in five minutes."

...

Los Angeles International Airport.

A Latin man retrieved his plane ticket and sat down on a bench to rest.

He took a sandwich out of the black backpack beside him, started eating it with his right hand, and kept his left hand in his jacket pocket, occasionally glancing around.

He was very alert, observing everyone around him.

Suddenly, he felt something was amiss. He dropped the sandwich, stood up, and grabbed his backpack ready to leave.

"Los Angeles Police, freeze!"

Seeing that he was about to run, Jack pulled out his pistol and kept guard.

The other officers also drew their pistols.

The surrounding passengers scattered.

Although there was a certain degree of panic, but since it was the well-informed citizens of Los Angeles, it didn't cause too much of a disturbance.

Luke asked, "What's your name?"

"Ramon Borego."

"Raise your hands, slowly."

Ramon Borego protested, "Why? What right do you have to point a gun at me?"

Luke said, "You raise your hands, we'll put down our guns."

"OK, I'll raise my hands, but don't shoot," Ramon Borego stretched out his left hand from his pocket, revealing a small remote control with a fierce look on his face,

"I forgot to tell you, I'm carrying a bomb. If you dare to shoot, I'll press the detonation button."

The surrounding officers all looked tense.

Luke instructed, "Everyone, back off."

Ramon Borego threatened, "No, don't move! If you dare, I'll press the button to detonate the bomb!"

Luke countered, "What do you want?"

"I want a helicopter."

"There's no helicopter."

Ramon Borego said coldly, "Then you'll all be buried with me."

Hearing this, the officers around couldn't help but inhale sharply.

Luke kept his eyes on the remote control in the other's hand. He had some knowledge of remote-controlled bombs, which were probably activated by a signal.

Luke thought of a Function Card he had.

Shield Card[Can block communication signals within a 20-meter radius for twenty minutes (can be interrupted at any time)]

From its effect, this card seemed very suitable for the current situation.

Ramon Borego was likely a desperado, and convincing him to give up resistance was probably not easy. In case he detonated the bomb, the consequences were unthinkable.

Luke no longer hesitated and immediately used the Shield Card.

Luke took out his cell phone to check, and there was no signal.

"Bang, bang!"

He made a split-second decision and fired his gun, hitting the other's wrist with one of the bullets.

"Ah!"

Ramon Borego screamed in agony, and the remote control fell to the ground.

Jack and Jackson rushed up, pinned Ramon Borego to the ground, restrained his hands, and moved him away from the black backpack.

Luke walked over, crouched down, and cautiously checked the remote control, and then slowly opened the black backpack to inspect its contents.

After a while, Luke boldly took out the items from the backpack one by one.

"Captain, be careful!

Should we call the bomb squad?" Jenny recommended.

"No need, there's no bomb in the backpack." Luke searched through the backpack and found no bomb. He also picked up the remote control from the ground and examined it closely,

"Fake!"

Jack frisked Ramon Borego and asked, "You said you had a bomb, where is it?"

Ramon Borego glared at Jack but didn't answer.

Jack pressed down on the opponent's wrist, "Where's the bomb?"

"Ah!"

Ramon Borego screamed in pain, "There's no bomb, I was lying, I just didn't want to get caught."

Luke ordered, "Marcus, take him to the hospital.

Raymond, you stay and handle the scene."

"Yes, sir."

...

Sophie Hospital.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Upon learning that Ramon Borego's injury was stable, Luke planned to strike while the iron was hot and get his statement.

"Creak..." Without knocking, Luke pushed the door and walked into the ward.

Ramon Borego lay in the hospital bed, his left hand wrapped in thick bandages, and his right hand handcuffed to the bed.

Ramon Borego's complexion was somewhat pale, his gaze toward Luke carried a tinge of fear.

Like he was visiting a friend, Luke smiled and greeted, "Ramon, how are you feeling?"

Ramon Borego didn't answer.

Little Black laughed, "Buddy, it's your wrist that's hurt, not your mouth, stop playing mute."

"You guys ruined one of my hands, what do you want me to say?"

"How about why we caught you?"

"I don't know, I haven't done anything."

"Then why did you resist arrest, claiming you had a bomb in your hand?"

"I just didn't want to get caught."

"Don't you find your words contradictory? If you hadn't done anything, why would we be after you?"

"Because I'm Latin...the police always like to give us trouble."

"You came to Los Angeles six months ago?"

"Yes."

"How long have you been working for UPS delivery company?"

"About a month."

"Have you ever heard the name Natasha?"

"No."

Luke stared at his face, "Then why did we find Natasha's information in the house you rented?"

Ramon Borego's expression grew more nervous, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"You placed a bomb in Natasha's package."

"What evidence do you have? You can't say I placed a bomb in her package just because I know her?"

"We found not only Natasha's information in your house but also traces of explosives and bomb components that match exactly with the ones found at the Vaughan Jujutsu Club.

How do you explain that?"

Ramon Borego's body began to tremble, his voice choked up, "I didn't want to do it, I was coerced.

I just followed instructions to put that thing into the courier package..."

"Who told you to put it there?"

Ramon Borego shook his head, "I can't say."

"Buddy, don't you realize the seriousness of the situation? You've now killed a person, and if you don't cooperate with the police investigation, you'll definitely face the death penalty.

Your only chance to live is to work with the police."

"They'll kill me!"

"Who are 'they'?"

Ramon Borego still shook his head.

"Listen, it's not just the police investigating this case but also the FBI. If you're willing to cooperate, we can ensure your safety together."

"Can you give me some time to think about it?"

"As long as you confess honestly, we will provide you with protection according to the level of danger.

On the contrary, if you delay, it's likely that your accomplices will silence you.

I believe you should have your own judgment on this issue.

If you're dead, nobody will know the truth, and the mastermind behind this would be safe."

Upon hearing Luke's words, Ramon Borego seemed to soften somewhat, "Can you really ensure my safety?"

"Yes.

Who exactly is the mastermind behind this?"

After hesitating for quite a while, Ramon Borego said, "The Bossita Gang."

"You're a member of the Bossita Gang?"

"Yes."

"Why does the Bossita Gang want to kill Natasha?"

"Two reasons, one is that she was investigating the Bossita Gang and the higher-ups felt she was a threat.

Also, the Gonsede Gang has been stealing our business all along, smuggling, trafficking, selling drugs, and silver, they want a piece of it, and the biggest one at that.

They're too greedy, always encroaching on Bossita Gang's turf and business." Ramon Borego sighed and continued,

"The gang's higher-ups felt this couldn't go on, that we needed to strike at Gonsede Gang's arrogance.

Since we found that Gonsede Gang was using courier services to expand their drug network, the higher-ups had me infiltrate the courier company to mail the bomb to Natasha via this drug network.

That way, the police could trace the Gonsede Gang's drug network, and the FBI, seeking revenge for Natasha, would raid the Gonsede Gang's influence in Los Angeles.

This was meant to weaken the Gonsede Gang."

"You're a member of the Bossita?"

Ramon Borego replied, "I'm just a peripheral member, a nobody."

"Was it the Bossita Gang's higher-ups that ordered you to kill Natasha?"

"Yes."

He was lying.

From the exchange just now, Luke realized his words were a mix of truth and lies.

The bomb was likely placed by him; they didn't catch the wrong person.

But whether the Bossita Gang was truly the mastermind still required confirmation.