American Detective: Starting as a Rookie Cop in an American TV Show

Chapter 1283 The real murderer? (As usual at the beginning of the month, I ask for monthly tickets)
"What a pity." While Jack and Beckett were discussing in a low voice, Cassel, who was sitting at his desk, sighed.

Seeing the two people standing in front of the whiteboard looking at him with doubtful eyes, Cassel showed them what he had in his hand, "This is the design draft that Kevin and Esposito brought back from Ella's apartment.

It can be seen that she is actually quite talented in this area.”

Jack took it and took a look. On the small notebook were hand-painted miniature models wearing various skirts and clothes, and embellished with accessories.

The style of the model is a little abstract, and the clothes on his body are just simple line drawings, but the author has carefully marked every detail.

In addition to the style and color, the accessories on the model were also described in detail, as well as some professional terms that Jack could not quite understand, all of which were technical terms belonging to the clothing industry.

Jack is basically insulated from fashion. If it weren't for Hannah and Jiejie helping him, he would probably always wear a three-piece suit like an FBI agent when he goes out.

In fact, even so, his closet still has many sets of identical white shirts and black suits, as well as several ties with exactly the same colors and patterns.

As for catwalk shows, the only ones Jack would watch are probably Victoria's Secret ones.

But from the approving expression on Andy's face, who had been standing behind Cassel and curiously watching, Jack knew that the great writer's judgment should be correct.

"I'm very curious about what kind of secret Ella has that would make the murderer kill to silence her." Cassel's malicious eyes circled around someone.

This time, the great writer's imagination was not difficult to guess, because Jack had thought about it on the way back to the police station, "'Trail Bridge' magazine is just one of the businesses of 'Alias ​​Clark Publishing House'. Even if it goes bankrupt directly, the impact on the group's strategy will be minimal.

And I have confirmed that the so-called business adjustment is nothing more than adding a fashion-related community on the 'LUNE' APP, which will enhance the influence of the magazine and attract female fashion groups to join.

The 'Five Amazing' talent show we saw in the studio before is also part of it. The audience can vote on the APP to choose their favorite designer, but the show itself is scripted."

"Are you saying that those wonderful quarrels are all scripted?" Cassel looked hurt. "Damn, I was quite optimistic about that designer named Youmi, although after meeting him in person, I found out that he is really gay."

"You mean the short, fat Asian guy in the floppy hat?" Jack recalled the scene he had seen in the studio before and shuddered. "Is Yumi a Japanese name?"

"Who knows?" Cassel raised his wrist to check the time. "Oh, I should go pick up Alexis. Dinner at the new Spanish restaurant in Hell's Kitchen is very difficult to schedule. We have been looking forward to it for a long time."

"It's time for me to go back to the newspaper." Andy also said goodbye at the right time.

She was just an intern reporter at the moment, and seeing that she couldn't finish the case in a short time, she didn't dare to put down all the work at hand.

So when Kevin and Esposito hurried back to the police station with a strong black man, they only saw Jack and Beckett.

It took them most of the day to finally find the buyer of the bug in a security product store in Queens that was running some shady business, and they directly subpoenaed the person to the 12th Precinct.

"James Cavanaugh, retired soldier, security chief of "Trail Bridge." Esposito watched Kevin invite the black man into the interrogation room and revealed his identity. Beckett showed a surprised expression, "Wait, are you saying that Ella was monitored by her own company?"
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As a working man, the security captain named James Kavanaugh could not hold out for more than 5 minutes under Beckett's questioning and confessed everything.

"I was just following orders, guys." He looked helpless as he spoke. "I did install the bug, but that's all. I have nothing to do with Ella's death, OK?"

Seeing Jack and Beckett sitting opposite him still looking at him expressionlessly, James Kavanaugh spread his hands and said, "Since the publishing house was acquired, the "Tianqiao" magazine has also changed its owner. It has become commonplace to monitor the homes of key employees."

Jack sneered, "You mean, it was the new owner, the Shangri-La Group that acquired the publishing house, that asked you to do this?"

Although he was basically only responsible for thinking of things at the moment, and turning some of his past life's experiences into business plans and handing them over to Chris, and had no involvement in the management of the group, he knew that it was unlikely that such a mess would happen.

"Well, of course not." The security captain hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "Miranda asked for this."

"Are you talking about the magazine's editor-in-chief Miranda Priestley? Are you sure?" Although Beckett's face showed no expression, he was not willing to accept this answer in his heart.

The mentality of the female detective is actually somewhat similar to Andy's. Not only does Miranda feel a little grateful for her, but they are both strong women who have struggled hard in the real "patriarchal society" in Europe and the United States. After all, they can sympathize with each other.

However, the security captain's explanation was not difficult to understand. "Of course, everyone knows that she is worried about her position. It has been less than half a year since the last time the new shareholder tried to replace her. This time, the publishing house and the magazine simply changed their owners.

Do you know how many assistants she's had since that incident? She told me herself that she didn't know who she could trust anymore."

Jack couldn't help but snorted, "It seems that our 'Fashion Queen' has something to explain to us."

"Wait a minute." Beckett raised his hand to interrupt Jack's attempt to get up, and continued to ask, "Who is responsible for the wiretap records? In other words, besides you, who else can access those wiretap recordings?"

The security captain looked innocent, "In fact, even I can't access those recordings. These devices are very smart now.

Not only does it only record when someone is talking, but once it is set up, it will send the audio file directly to a designated computer, which is Miranda’s personal laptop.”

When Jack and Beckett walked out of the interrogation room, the duo who had been eavesdropping the entire process next door couldn't wait to come over.

"Do you know what he just said means?" Esposito looked ready to fight.

"Of course, Ella called Marcus Conway and told him she had inside information that could destroy Project Runway, and Miranda heard it."

Although he was somewhat reluctant to believe it, Beckett still stated the most likely inference.

"I can't believe we missed investigating this." Kevin held his phone in disbelief. "I just contacted the lobby security of the building where the magazine is located. They said that someone did see Miranda hurriedly leaving the building at 11:30 the night before yesterday."

(End of this chapter)