Los Angeles Legendary Sleuth

On the wall of the second floor are photos, information, and whereabouts of four people.

This includes the two car accident victims, Grace Dore and Ossie Perkins.

Besides these two, there is also Grace Dore's husband, Marico Marquis.

Victim officer Ossie Perkins' partner, Tex Werner." The deputy points to the photos on the projector, saying, "The information on the wall shows that Heller Klein blames these four people for his son's death.

He is the suspect we are looking for.

Grace Dore is injured and hospitalized.

Officer Ossie Perkins has already perished in the car accident.

Marico Marquis or Tex Werner might be the next target.

We must find him before he makes a move."

Luke nodded and assigned tasks, "I'll take some men to protect Officer Tex Werner.

The deputy will go to the hospital to protect Grace Dore.

Marcus will lead people to protect Grace Dore's husband, Marico Marquis.

Raymond, you will be responsible for investigating suspect Heller Klein's whereabouts."

"Yes, sir."

...

Half an hour later.

Luke arrived at the Southern District and explained his purpose to Patroller Tex Werner.

Tex Werner shrugged, "Captain Li, I appreciate your kindness, but I'm not afraid of him, I've just fulfilled my duties as a policeman and did what I needed to do.

I have the ability to protect myself, as long as he shows himself, I will certainly catch him."

Luke nodded, "I don't doubt it.

But you're not alone; your family might also be harmed because of this."

Tex Werner touched his chin, his face growing solemn, "You're right, I don't want my family's safety to be threatened.

I'm willing to cooperate with you."

...

Marico Marquis' home.

Little Black stood at Marico Marquis' doorstep, knocking on the door.

No response.

"Mr. Marquis."

Still no response.

Little Black took out his phone and dialed Marico Marquis' number, "Hello, is this Mr. Marico Marquis?"

"This is me."

"I am Detective Chief Marcus from the Robbery and Murder Department, are you at home?"

"No, I'm out handling some matters.

Detective Chief Marcus, what do you need me for?"

Marcus didn't answer, and asked back, "Where are you right now?"

"I'm going to the hospital to see my wife."

"I have something very important to discuss with you face to face."

"Alright, once I finish my errands, I will contact you right away."

...

Ossburn Hospital.

Marico Marquis parked his car in the hospital parking lot, carrying a lunch box as he walked into the hospital building.

His wife recently hasn't had much of an appetite, so Marico Marquis specially made her favorite pasta and mushroom soup.

Marico Marquis got off the elevator on the fourth floor, greeted the nurse in the hall, and headed towards room 402.

He opened the door to the hospital room, smiling, "Hi, darling, did you miss me today..."

Halfway through the sentence, Marico Marquis suddenly halted, eyes wide as he stared at the white man standing beside the bed.

"Mr. Heller Klein, why are you here?"

"I heard Grace was in a car accident, so I came to visit her."

Marico Marquis looked at his wife and saw her face full of terror, constantly sending him signals.

"Mr. Klein..." Marico Marquis was about to say something but saw Heller Klein pulling out a gun from behind, threatening, "Don't move, don't shout, any sudden move and I'll shoot you dead."

Marico Marquis swallowed, the lunch box in his hands falling to the ground, slowly raising his hands.

"Don't shoot; I am unarmed."

"Good, close the hospital room door, slowly.

If you try to run, let's see if you're quicker than my gun."

Marico Marquis looked at the gun barrel's dark muzzle, his face full of fear, his movements awkward, slowly turning around to close the hospital room door.

"Well done." Heller Klein took out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket, tossed them to Marico Marquis, and pointed to the chair opposite the bed, "Handcuff yourself from behind and sit on the chair."

Marico Marquis took a deep breath, trying to reason, "Mr. Klein, please don't harm us, if you leave now, we can pretend nothing happened."

Grace Dore hurriedly nodded, "Yes, Mr. Klein, I was wrong before.

Please don't harm us."

"Don't worry, I just want to talk." Heller Klein sighed, leaning against the wall, gun still pointed at the two, saying, "Ever since Williams left, I've been very lonely; the friends around me are growing fewer and fewer.

It's rare to see two acquaintances today; I'm very happy."

Grace Dore's eyes were red, her voice trembling, "I'm very sorry for Williams' death."

Heller Klein's cheeks twitched, pointing the gun at Grace Dore, "Anyone can say that, but you are not qualified, it was you who caused Williams' death.

It's you."

"I never thought Williams would commit suicide, never thought, I was just..."

"Shut up, you bitch, Williams treated you so well, yet you cheated on him with the car shop's employee.

Do you know how much harm this caused him?" Heller Klein shouted, then suddenly turned his glare towards Marico Marquis, "And you damn bastard; I brought you into the car shop, yet for a bitch you caused my son's death.

Fuck, you are the one to be damned.