Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

Orty pointed at a plate of yellow dish, "What is this?"

"Little crispy meat, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, perfect for hotpot."

Orty ate a piece of the crispy meat and nodded slightly, "Why did you ask me here today?"

"It's about the art theft case at the Getty Museum."

"Is the Robbery and Murder Department also investigating this case?"

"Another case I'm investigating might be related to this one; the two cases might be merged for investigation."

"Congratulations, if you find those ten paintings, you'll be rich."

"It's not that easy; this case is more complicated than imagined."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to help find out which forces are investigating the art theft case."

Orty shrugged, "Are you worried someone else will find the paintings first?"

"No, that's not the point. Someone is impersonating Robbery and Murder Department detectives to contact the victims of the art theft case. I suspect they're also looking for the paintings' whereabouts, and I want to know their identity.

If not stopped, they could tarnish the Robbery and Murder Department's reputation, causing unnecessary trouble."

Orty gasped from the spiciness and took a large gulp of the plum juice on the table, "The hotpot is delicious, but too spicy. Will I get pimples tomorrow?"

"You can dip into the curry pot next to you."

Luke had a way to cool her down, but it was something that could be understood but not spoken.

Orty shook her head, "I still want to eat this spicy one; it's super exciting."

"Then drink more plum juice." Luke also favored the spicy hotpot base; eating this base made other flavors seem less satisfying.

Orty speculated, "You suspect detectives are impersonating Robbery and Murder Department members?"

Luke wiped his mouth, "It's very likely. If they were from other law enforcement agencies, they could legitimize interviewing the victims without needing to impersonate Robbery and Murder Department detectives."

"What's in it for me to help you gather information?"

"How about I take you to a Michelin restaurant next time?" Luke had case funds, and since it was for the Robbery and Murder Department, he naturally wouldn't pay out of pocket.

"It's all about meals, meals, and more meals; do I really look like a foodie?"

"What do you want in return, then?"

Orty thought seriously, "Twice."

Luke "..."

...

The next morning.

After arriving at the police station, Luke went directly to technical services.

Yesterday, to avoid any complications, Luke called Georgia Gray to the station for holding.

However, since many pieces of evidence were still awaiting results, Georgia Gray couldn't be convicted yet.

That's why Luke arrived early at technical services to inquire.

After finding Mary, he handed her a bag, "Brought you breakfast."

"Thanks." Mary was somewhat surprised. She opened the bag and exclaimed joyfully, "Fried dough sticks, tea eggs, soy milk.

Wow, I haven't had these in a long time.

My grandmother used to make fried dough sticks for me during the Chinese New Year, but she stopped because her legs and feet haven't been convenient these past couple of years."

"Does your family still celebrate the Spring Festival?"

"Of course, dumplings in the morning, tangyuan at lunch."

Luke "..."

"My dad is from Yuezhou, my mom is from Jizhou. Technically, I'm half Yue and half Ji."

Luke "..."

I didn't realize you had a humor cell.

"How's the micro-camera restoration?" This piece of evidence was what Luke valued most. The reason was simple; the micro-camera was severely damaged, obviously deliberately smashed.

Mary took a sip of soy milk and said, "The micro-camera is too badly damaged, almost impossible to restore.

However, we recovered the videos stored on the memory card."

"What are we waiting for?" Luke was somewhat eager to see the content of the video.

Mary handed a USB drive to Luke, "Take it back and watch; don't disturb my appetite."

Luke took the USB drive back to the Unit One office and projected the video content directly.

In the video, a naked man swung in front of the camera, seemingly adjusting its angle.

At this moment, a woman in lace pajamas entered the frame as well. The two seemed to be arguing, but without sound, their conversation couldn't be heard.

During the argument, the appearances of the two were revealed, the man was Kilo Jones.

The woman was Georgia Gray.

Their argument was intense, and from their body language, it seemed the woman targeted the camera, but the man blocked her.

The man pushed the woman to the ground.

The woman was agitated and ran toward the bed, pulling a black gun from the nightstand and pointing it at the man.

The man waved his hands, seemingly explaining something, slowly approaching the woman. Suddenly, the man collapsed to the ground without warning, blood gushing from his chest...

Dammit, got tricked by this woman again.