Chapter 389: The murderer’s target, the victim’s wife, the suspect

“Tyler-Davis has only been a Los Angeles City Judge for six months. He is a new judge and has not handled many cases.”

Mona called out the cases that Taylor-Davis handled after becoming a judge. There are all kinds of cases in them.

Roan took a quick glance and saw that Taylor-Davis's legal literacy was pretty good. Judging from the records in the file, the decisions made by Taylor-Davis were basically in compliance with federal laws.

However, Luo An was just a bystander and did not know the details of those cases. He knew that in these cases, there must be some witnesses who were dissatisfied with the judge's judgment.

Luo An thought for a while, walked to the front of the office area, wrote and drew on the whiteboard, and said while writing:

“According to Samia’s description, the moment Taylor-Davis was shot, she was dazed on the bed for a long time, and five or six seconds later she screamed and ran off the bed and lay on the ground to hide.

 This period of time was enough for the sniper to fire another shot to kill Samia, but the sniper did not. Instead, he simply put away the gun, picked up the bullet casing and left the scene.

 The target of the murderer is very clear, that is Taylor Davis.

The reason why she didn’t kill Samia was either because she was in a hurry to leave the scene; or because she felt it was unnecessary to kill Samia and was too lazy to kill her. "

 Lacie thought for a while and added:

“There is another possibility. The sniper cherishes her beauty and does not want to kill Samia.”

  …The probability is there, but not high.”

Roan nodded, looked at Mona and Michelle, and added:

“The murderer has a very high level of sniping. He is either a professional killer or a veteran and must have experience in this field.

 Mona, Michelle, you two are now going to investigate the cases that Taylor Davis handled during his lifetime, and see who the parties involved in the cases, and their relatives and friends, meet the conditions I mentioned. "

 “OK.”

"no problem."

 Mona and Michelle immediately agreed to start working. At this time, the landline phone next to them rang. Lacey answered the call and said a few words, then looked back at Luo An:

 “Tyler Davis’ wife is downstairs.”

“OK, go ahead and bring the people up.”

Luo An stood up and walked to the conference room to wait. Five minutes later, Heather, who was wearing a women's suit and gold-rimmed glasses, with a curvy figure and the charm of a mature woman, walked into the office area of ​​the Special Investigation Team in a dusty atmosphere.

As expected from Luo An, except for the exhaustion from the journey, Heather's face did not have the sadness and grief that would appear on a wife's face when she learned of her husband's death in other cases.

Heather was very calm. She was not angry after hearing that Taylor Davis died on the bed. She just remained silent for a few seconds, opened her handbag, took out a women's cigarette, looked at Luo An, and asked:

"May I?"

  “Please do it.”

Luo An raised his hand to indicate that it was okay. Lacey next to him took out a pen and began to write and draw in a small notebook.

 After finishing all the women's cigarettes, Heather picked up the coffee on the conference table and drank it in one gulp. She leaned back and crossed her legs, speaking in a rather cold tone:

“Many people in the Federation are killed by gunfire every year, but very few are killed by sniper rifles. I didn’t expect Taylor to become one of these people.”

“Unexpected things happen in life.”

Seeing that Heather's mood was quite stable, Luo An stopped talking nonsense and asked directly:

“Has Taylor-Davis been threatened by anyone recently?”

 “I don’t know, I haven’t received any threats here.”

While speaking, Heather took out a key from her handbag and put it on the conference table, then pushed towards Luo An with slight force:

“This is the key to our house. Taylor’s computer and personal belongings are in the study. There is a small part in the bedroom. You can take them all away for investigation.”

Hold the key sliding on the conference table, Luo An raised his eyebrows and said:

"In most federal cases, when one spouse dies, the other spouse is suspected to a certain extent. Ms. Heather, what do you think of this sentence?"

Hearing this, Heather glanced at Luo An with interest, took out a women's cigarette from her handbag again, took a puff, and then replied:

“Obviously, I am that small part of what you are talking about. I know that Taylor is looking for women outside, and we discussed this matter before we got married.

I can't meet his needs, and he can't meet mine. Instead of quarreling and torturing each other after marriage, it's better to set conditions in advance and let go.

Tyler and I have a good relationship. We can help each other at work and in relationships. He needs me and I need him. Marriage is just a way to strengthen the connection between us. "

Luo An's eyes trembled. He really didn't expect that the words "the relationship is very good" would appear in the adjectives of the relationship between husband and wife.

Luo An and Lacey then asked some questions, and Heather did not hide anything. She answered all the questions openly and directly. Her attitude was very good. She was the most cooperative person Luo An had met in a long time.

 A few minutes later, Heather asked:

“Are there any other questions? If not, can I leave?

I need to go to school to see my son first, and then I need to go to other states for a business trip, and some work has not been completed. "

“…No problem, please do as you please, but the phone will remain open at all times.”

 “OK.”

After receiving Roan's affirmative reply, Heather got up from her chair, walked out of the special investigation team with her handbag in hand, and made a phone call in the corridor. It was not difficult to tell from her words that the topic was related to her work.

Looking at Heather's resolute back, Lacey was speechless. Roan thought for a while, looked back at Mona, and asked:

“By the way, did Heather and Taylor buy each other’s personal safety insurance with high compensation?”

 “No.”

Mona shook her head and said that she had checked before and found that the two of them did not have such insurance. Instead, their son had a personal accident insurance with a compensation amount of 1 million, and the beneficiaries were the couple.

 “Scare me.”

 After listening to Mona’s description, Luo An’s expression remained unchanged, while Lacey let out a long sigh of relief.

If the insurance payout on their son exceeds three million, Lacey will suspect that the reason behind this case is that Heather first hired a murderer to kill Taylor to prevent him from sharing the money or to prevent herself from killing her son, and then killed her son. Cheating insurance money.

Hearing this, Luo An glanced at Lacey with a strange expression. Lacey raised her eyebrows when she saw this:

"What's wrong? This Ms. Heather is obviously a more rational person than emotional person. If she encounters unsolvable difficulties, I would never be surprised that she would do such a thing."

"maybe."

Roan did not argue with Lacey about this matter, and his judgment of Ms. Heather was similar. She was very rational, direct, resolute, extremely self-centered, did not care about other people's eyes, had her own values, and firmly believed in them.

Throwing the key that Heather had just given to her to Lacey, Roan motioned for her to take a few Trace Inspection Section agents to Heather Taylor's house and get back Taylor-Davis' computer and other useful items.

 Lacie turned around and left. Roan walked between Mona and Michelle and asked:

 “How is it? Did you find anything?”

Mona nodded and displayed the headshot and identity information of a middle-aged white man on the computer screen:

“Following your request, I found a suspect. Coincidentally, he happens to be from the shooting shop.”

Roan bent down and saw the name of the suspect in Mona's mouth, and the case related to the other party handled by Taylor-Davis:

 Obeid, the kidnapping case of his daughter.

 (End of this chapter)