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

Chapter 830 Doubts
The surveillance camera was located facing the back alley of the bar used for parking. The lighting was dim and one could barely make out the three victims, one in front and two behind, walking towards their vehicle, a Ford sedan.

"The one walking in front is Johnny Mo, and those hugging each other behind are Katherine Sloan and Pete Hill. Well, it seems like the two of them are more than just colleagues."

Before Alice finished speaking, she saw a man and a woman kissing on the screen.

There is no sound in the surveillance video, but judging from the body language alone, Johnny Mo, who had already walked to the side of the car, seemed to turn back and spit or complain about something, and then Catherine Sloan and Pete Hill continued to walk towards their car laughing.

At this time, a black SUV drove into the field of view of the monitor from the bottom of the camera and stopped. The three people who were about to get in the car suddenly turned back. As if they heard something, Katherine Sloan was the first to turn and walk towards the SUV, and the other two The person reacted a little slowly and followed soon after.

The next moment, gunfire burst out. The driver of the black SUV opened fire directly in the car. He should have used a weapon such as an Uzi submachine gun with little recoil. After a burst of fire, all three people were knocked to the ground.

"OK, it looks like we can't count on either the license plate or facial recognition." Aubrey shrugged a little disappointedly. From the surveillance, he could only barely tell from the top that it was an SUV, and he couldn't even tell the specific model, let alone the license plate or the driver's face.

But come to think of it, if it was so easy to find the murderer, there would be no need for the local sheriff's office to ask the FBI for help.

"Go back, Alice, right here, stop, continue." Hannah tapped the screen with her finger and looked at the others, "Did you notice the sequence of the three people's reactions?"

Clay emptied Aubrey's bucket of popcorn with his big hands and nodded slightly. "Yes, Katherine Sloan's reaction seemed to be several seconds faster than the other two. The driver may have called her name directly."

"So our suspect knew her and called her by name. What does that mean?" Jack asked, knocking on the polished bar.

"It means that the murderer is most likely targeting her. Is it possible that the others are just collateral damage?" Aubrey picked up the Coke and downed it in one gulp, burping loudly without any image.

Alice slapped him on the shoulder like she was educating a child, "I'll retrieve all of Catherine's information, including her communication records, emails, and social media accounts."

"Both professional and personal," Aubrey reminded.

Jack frowned and looked at everyone. There were some things he was not willing to do and usually he would put them off if possible. But now that Jiejie was not here, he had to do it himself no matter how reluctant he was.

"First give me the address of Catherine Sloan's family, Hannah, and come with me to visit her parents."
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If a city with only 10 people is in China, it can only be called a small town. In many places, the permanent population of a medium-sized town is more than , and there are many large towns with more than people.

In a small town like Forrest City, there are almost no office buildings except for a place in the city center that can barely be called a commercial street. It only took Jack ten minutes to drive through the central area of ​​the city and arrive at the address sent by Alice.

It is still the most common single-family house in the United States. It can be seen that Katherine Sloan's family conditions are quite good. The information says that her father is a local accountant and her mother is a housewife. They belong to a traditional white family in the southern states with relatively good financial conditions.

The old couple who opened the door to greet the two FBI agents looked very haggard. After hearing Jack and Hannah's identities and purpose of their visit, a hint of life appeared on their originally numb faces.

Catherine's mother held Hannah's hand tightly, her red and swollen eyes full of pleading, "God bless you, please find the murderer." After comforting the two old people a little and following them into the house, Jack's eyes swept across the coffee table in front of the sofa in the living room, only to see that it was filled with photos of Catherine Sloan from her childhood to adulthood.

"We are sorry to bother you at this time. Please accept our condolences. We just have a few questions we need to ask you." Jack asked the two old people to sit on the sofa, and he pulled over two chairs and sat opposite them with Hannah.

"Of course, no matter what you want to know, as long as it helps to catch the murderer as soon as possible, we have nothing to hide." Catherine's father seemed to be in a slightly better condition, but his eyes never left the table when talking to the two FBI. Those photos of my daughter.

Hannah sighed imperceptibly, "We want to know about Catherine's work and life. Just tell us what you know."

Catherine's father took a graduation photo of his daughter, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said slowly, "She has been working hard to become a lawyer since she was a child. She is smart and passionate. She has always made us proud of her. "

"We are really proud of her." Catherine's mother nodded desperately, with a smile on her face.

"I still can't believe why this happened and why our children were allowed to go ahead of us."

"We are really sorry." Hannah leaned forward slightly and held her vein-covered hand. "No family should have to experience this kind of pain."

After the two old men calmed down again, Jack continued to ask, "How much do you know about your daughter's work?"

Catherine's father nodded slightly and said, "Ever since she graduated and became a lawyer and joined the District Attorney's Office, she has set a new goal to become a respected judge.

She also worked extremely hard for this, and in more than a year as a public prosecutor, she never lost a case. "

In other words, although Katherine Sloan has only worked in the District Attorney's Office for more than a year, she has already sent many people to prison.

Jack and Hannah exchanged glances and continued to ask, "During this period, has she received any threats, such as anonymous phone calls, text messages, or being followed?"

Catherine's father shook his head in confusion, and her mother took the initiative to take the question, "Probably not, but we can't be completely sure, because Kate (Katherine's nickname) lived in Caldwell most of the time, her boyfriend's Home."

"OK, we'll ask Pete Hill's family again." Jack was a little disappointed. It seemed that just like most families, Katherine Sloan didn't communicate much with her parents after she became an adult.

However, before he finished speaking, he saw a trace of confusion on the faces of the parents. Catherine's mother hesitated and asked, "Does the Pete Hill you are talking about refer to one of the colleagues who was killed together with Kate? That's not it. Her boyfriend."

(End of this chapter)