Los Angeles Detective

Chapter 586 The Truth

Carlsey community.

Outside a bungalow with a gray roof and white walls, a young white man is repairing a wooden fence.

The Caucasian man was about twenty years old, wearing headphones, humming a song, and beating against the wooden fence with a hammer in his right hand.

"Woooo..."

Two cars were parked on the side of the road.

Luke and Xiao Hei got out of the car in front, and Jackson and Potter also got out of the car behind and stood on the side of the road to guard.

After Luke looked around, he looked at the young man who was repairing the wooden fence, "Man, can I talk to you?"

The white youth didn't respond, and he didn't know if it was because he was wearing headphones, or he simply didn't want to pay attention.

Xiao Hei walked to the east of the yard, waved his hand, and shouted loudly, "Hey, can you hear me?"

The white youth put down the hammer and took off the earphones, "Sorry, I was listening to music just now, what's the matter?"

Xiao Hei looked him up and down and asked, "Are you Mirko Moss?"

"It's me." The white youth frowned, "Who are you? I don't seem to know you."

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

The white young man stood up and said, "Robbery and Murder Department?

What do you want me for? "

"Do you know Hedda Cartman?"

Mirko Moss was stunned for a moment, his face changed slightly, "No, I don't know him."

Xiao Hei curled his lips, "Are you sure? Lying is not a good habit."

"Sorry, I have other things to do." Mirko Moss picked up the tools and walked towards the garage.

Blackie shouted, "Hey, we checked Hedda Cartman's call records and found that you two had call records. Don't you want to explain?"

Mirko Moss stopped and said, "Why don't you ask her?"

"She's dead."

"What?" Mirko Moss's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, "What did you just say?"

"She's dead."

"Oh my God!" Mirko Moss covered his face with his hands, slowly squatted on the ground, took a deep breath, and choked up after a long time, "When did she die?"

"August 24th."

"Damn, I thought..." Mirko Moss knocked his head, "I'm such a bastard, I should have gone to find her earlier. She has been dead for so long, but I didn't know and kept complaining. she.

The one who really deserves to die is me, me. "

Milko Moss's shouting alarmed the surrounding neighbors, and Luke consoled him, "We are also very sorry for the death of Hedda Cartman.

We are here to understand her situation and find out the truth behind her murder.

If possible, we would like to speak with you alone. "

"Come with me." Mirko Moss sighed, stood up, and walked toward the house.

Luke and Blackie followed him in.

Mirko Moss was not in the mood to entertain the two of them. He sat down on the sofa, his eyes red, and he seemed to be still immersed in sadness.

Luke sat on the sofa next to him and asked, "I can see that you are very sad. Can I ask about your relationship with Hedda Cartman?"

Milko Moss looked at the TV cabinet on the right, where there was a photo of him and Hedda Cartman, "Our relationship is a little special... a bit like family."

Xiao Hei raised his eyebrows, "Family?"

"Yes, I think so."

Xiao Hei glanced at the living room, "As far as I know, this house should be rented by Hedda Cartman. Why would she rent a house to you?"

"It's none of your business."

Xiao Hei curled his lips and said, "OK, let's change the question. When we first asked you, why did you say you didn't know Hedda Cartman?"

Mirko Moss shook his head, “I haven’t been able to contact her since August 24th.

I thought... our relationship had brought burden and trouble to her, and I thought she wanted to cut off contact with me.

After all, to her...I don't exactly have a glorious history. "

Luke said earnestly, "Listen, Hedda Cartman is dead now, and some things are no longer important to her, but we need to sort out the relationships around her to find clues to her murder as soon as possible.

So, what is your relationship? "

Mirko Moss hesitated for a long time, "I...

She is my biological mother. "

"What!" It was Xiao Hei's turn to be surprised, "As far as I know, Hedda Cartman is only 34 years old. How could she have a son as old as you?"

"You are right. She will have her 35th birthday in two weeks. I have prepared a birthday gift for her, but..." Mirko Moss spread his hands and said helplessly, "Everything I said is true. It’s true, it’s up to you to believe it or not.”

Luke looked at Mirko Moss, "How old are you?"

"18 years old."

"In other words, Hedda Cartman gave birth to you when she was sixteen."

"Yes.

She was in school at the time and had no ability to raise me, so she sent me to a child welfare agency...

That's why I say, this was not a glorious experience.

Even if she doesn't want to associate with me, I can understand it. After all, she already has her own family, and my appearance... is like a nuclear bomb exploding to her family. "

Xiao Hei asked, "Hedda Cartman's current husband doesn't know that she had given birth to a child before?"

“Come on, she was only sixteen years old at the time and still a student.

My existence is like a taboo, no one knows except her parents.

How could she tell her marriage partner? "Milko Moss showed a hint of self-deprecation, "Even now, she has not thought about it, or has the courage to tell her husband.

Although she didn't say it explicitly, I could feel that I was still a burden to her.

Therefore, after I couldn't get through to her, I subconsciously thought that she wanted to let go of this relationship...

I can understand.

But I didn't expect..." Mirko Moss's eyes turned red, "Who killed her? "

Luke said, "We just found out the identity of Hedda Cartman today, and it's not clear yet.

Do you know who she has offended recently or who you suspect? "

“Actually, I don’t know much about her life.

We didn't know each other for long, and she never told anyone else, not even her parents.

However, she was injured some time ago and was beaten by her husband. "Milko Moss pinched the fingers of her left hand with her right hand, "She cares about her husband very much. She was afraid that her husband would not be able to accept her experience, so she never told her husband about me.

If her husband knew about this, he would definitely be very angry. "

"Where were you between nine and ten o'clock last night?"

“Waiter at a bar.

Hedda paid my rent for a year, but from now on I am on my own.

This is my first home, my real home, and I don't want to lose it. "

"Can you tell me the name of the bar?"

"The night bar is located at 302 Polit Street."

Luke wrote in his notebook, "When was the last time you saw Hedda Cartman?"

"It should be August 24th."

"Was there anything unusual about her at that time?"

“She told me that her husband had noticed that she was hiding something and even suspected that she was cheating.

She was going to find an opportunity to tell her husband about me.

She never contacted me and I thought her husband couldn't accept me and she chose her own husband.

Now that I think about it, I should have gone to find her. Even if I was rejected, I would have asked her in person instead of being a coward. Mirko Moss wiped his eyes, "Can I go see her?"

I want to see her one last time. "

Luke said, "I don't recommend you do this."

"Why? Do you also think I am not qualified?"

"No, there was a fire in Mogaro Forest Park last night, and her body was burned."

Mirko Moss showed an angry look and clenched his fists, "Oh my God, who would do such a terrible thing, and why would they do this to her?"

Luke handed the other party a business card and said, "If you think of new clues, you can call me."

"I will." Mirko Moss took the business card and held it tightly in his hand.

Later, Luke and Blackie left Mirko Moss' house.

Luke walked to the side of the road and was not in a hurry to get in the car. He looked at a black Mercedes-Benz car dozens of meters away.

Luke asked Jackson and Porter standing aside, "How long has that black Mercedes been parked?"

Potter thought for a moment, "About ten minutes."

"Don't you think that car looks familiar?" Luke tilted his head and ordered, "Search that car, be careful."

"Yes, sir."

Porter and Jackson looked alert and hurriedly got into the police SUV.

Porter drove the car forward, directly in front of the black Mercedes-Benz.

Then, Porter and Jackson got out of the car, pointed their guns at the black Mercedes-Benz, and shouted, "lapd!"

The people inside are not allowed to move and keep their hands on the steering wheel! "

Jackson walked closer with guns in both hands. He felt that the man in the cab looked familiar, so he opened the door and said, "Henry Cartman, what are you doing here?"

"Don't shoot, I don't have a weapon!" Henryk Cartman throws up his hands.

Jackson ordered, "Get out of the car. Slow down."

Henryk Cartman slowly got out of the car, disgruntled, "Is it illegal to drive on this street? If so, please tell me is it the constitution or state law?"

"Shut up!" Jackson pinned Henryk Cartman to the car and searched him.

Henryk Cartman shrugs, "I said, I don't have a weapon."

"What are you doing here?" Jackson said with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

He didn't realize that he was being followed, which was somewhat dereliction of duty, which made him feel very humiliated.

Henry Cartman stared at Milko Moss' house fiercely and said coldly, "I want to find the bastard who killed my wife and beat him up."

Luke came over and asked, "So, those clues you provided before, you want us to help you find your imaginary rival in love?"

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