"Edward?" A fat black Sheriff looked suspiciously at the man standing in front of the table and rolled his eyes. "Didn't you go on holiday?"

Edward had a kind smile: "still can't let go of work."

"When have you been so ambitious?" The sheriff was almost angry with him and pushed a form to him: "OK, the city police unit is always short of people. You come back just in time. Frankly speaking, if you come back more than a week, you will report to the county security unit immediately. Now, go back to your desk. "

Edward had been selling fake forms and was about to go out. Suddenly he was blessed. Turning around and whispering, "Sheriff miles, why are we so short of people now?"

Before miles could speak, he leaned over and whispered, "I called yesterday, and several of my classmates are moving east. It's about Watson / ton, Philadelphia. And the cell phone doesn't work, there Is there a big case? "

"Yes, it's not something you can participate in!" The sheriff snorted, "Edward, if you had been a little bit ambitious! If you care about these things in the past ten years, you will not be an ordinary police officer! "

Edward shrugged and pushed the door open.

As soon as he left, his look began to stand in awe.

It seems that Sheriff Myers also has no idea what's going on in the East. So It just means that Philadelphia has not really been closed down. After all This is America. It is too difficult for a non centralized country to close the city in one word.

If the current president dares to seal the city, he won't get the vote in the eastern region! Moreover, other parties will immediately rush in like a shark and bite him to pieces.

The U.S. police station is similar to that of other countries. A large office area is made up of several desks, on which computer information is placed. The American flag and the eagle badge symbolizing the police system are hung on the wall. Edward went to his desk and poured a cup of coffee. Then he smiles at the black woman opposite.

"Are you hinting at me?" The woman was strong, dark and shiny, and said with a smile, "Edward, when are you going to end the idea of non marriage?"

In the United States, the police is not a good job, so the salary is generally high. After all This is a society where guns are allowed.

Not many white people choose this occupation, but black people choose it as a way to integrate into American society. So, in the huge police system, black people are the majority.

"You understand it wrong." Edward laughed, leaned forward, and whispered, "Jennie, help me find someone."

"Who?"

"The name is not clear. His father moved for the first bank of America a long time ago."

Jennie looked at him like an idiot. "Dear Mr. Edward, are you kidding me?"

"No "I suspect he was involved in a murder," Edward said seriously

Jennie's face finally became serious. She drew back and beat the keyboard quickly. After a long time, she looked out at Edward like hell: "according to the records, in 1985, the first bank of America officially moved out of Philadelphia and settled in New York. You mean Looking for a suspected homicide more than 40 years ago? "

"First of all, the case has passed the prosecution period. The prosecution period for homicide cases is 20 years, which is the legal maximum penalty of life imprisonment and death penalty. It's a long time ago. And it's not our business at all. "

Edward frowned. "Why?"

"If it's a homicide, it's under the jurisdiction of the local police department, and I have the right to pursue the truth of it." Fighting back his discomfort, Edward added, "this is our duty as the American police."

"Of course, I have no objection to your obligation." "But you have to understand that the U.S. police system, first of all, is the Department of homeland security, then the federal department, and then the Department of justice, including our local police department."

The computer in front of Edward began to ring. On the internal communication software, a screenshot of Jennie had been sent.

He understood what was going on at a glance. Because, this thing It's been handed over to the Department of justice, and it's taken over by the FBI, which is part of the Department of justice.

Sure enough Does the FBI know something about the truth, and doesn't allow ordinary people to get involved

Seeing his frown, Jennie shrugged and said, "don't tell me that you want to file a case on your own and pursue this matter yourself."

Edward raised his eyebrows.

Jennie sighed, "Edward, you're not young. You're the same age as you're in the sheriff's seat! Don't waste any more time, will you? "

"Even if you are allowed to file an independent case, you will not get any help in this case. The FBI will not allow you to overstep your authority. In addition, even if you succeed, the offender will not be punished. After all, after all, the prosecution period has passed, and the other party does not belong to the scope of "the nature of which is particularly bad and there is no upper limit of prosecution time."

"If it's a serial homicide case or a case of dismembered murder, the law may allow you to appeal. But now... " "What's the use of wasting time?" she said with a wry smileEdward stood up. "I just want to be fair to the living."

Jeanie chuckled, retracted to the computer and said nothing more.

Some people are just like the stone in the toilet, smelly and hard.

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"Come in, please." Sheriff miles said casually over coffee.

The door opened, Edward came in, put a stack of information on the other side's desk, and said in a deep voice, "I apply for an independent investigation."

Myers did not drink coffee, today for the second time did not know the same look at Edward.

Are you crazy?

Just watch me fat and you'll have fun with me, won't you?

Suppressing the anger in his heart, he picked up the information and looked at it. It took a long time to put down the information: "I don't think you're an idiot."

"The case you gave me has passed the full 20 years of prosecution. In addition, if you want to apply for an independent investigation, you need a reason. Tell me, how do you suspect this case? Don't use the stupid answers the FBI took over. "

Edward said in a deep voice: "I accidentally saw the video of the other person's death. It was a video, but after reading it, the next day it disappeared. I swear, there must be something wrong with the other party's death! My qualifications have the right to apply for independent investigation! "

This time, however, miles did not immediately reject him.

After a full three minutes, suddenly said: "the police can not provide you with too much help."

Edward looked at each other in astonishment and nodded, "I know."

"I just need the location system, the database, and Car. And a certificate of an independent investigation. "

Silence again.

Miles took a sip of his coffee, sighed, and looked into Edward's eyes. "Edward, you're weird and you're not popular. But I want to remind you, have you ever thought about why the FBI took over? "

"Have you considered the danger?"

Edward nodded deeply. "I thought about it."

"Well, even then, do you insist?"

"I insist." Edward did not shy away from each other's eyes: "this is my duty."

The two eyes exchanged. A few seconds later, Myers nodded. "It's your choice."

"Go to Ellie. She'll give you what you want."

Edward saluted and went out.

The door closed gently. Miles continued sipping his coffee. After ten minutes, he sighed and cautiously took a cell phone out of his arms.

This is an old mobile phone, Nokia. In 2014, it handed over its mobile phone business to Microsoft, which means that Nokia's mobile phones will not have signals in 10 years unless they are models within 10 years. Then he turned on the phone and even pressed the number.

"Hello, my Lord." Ten seconds later, he said, "it's true that someone is investigating the incident more than 40 years ago Yes, it's my staff. I've advised, but it's no use. "

"I reminded him implicitly twice, but he didn't listen Yes, then I'll let him go straight into Philadelphia? "

"I see. I hope your staff will handle it well. If he comes back alive, this matter may be exposed Of course, I didn't say No, since you saved my daughter's life, I have believed in you. I don't know if you are a devil or an angel All I know is that you are the Savior of our family... "

"Well, I'll send you his information right away..."

Hanging up the phone, miles sat quietly at the table, scratching his hands down his shiny scalp. His eyes were fixed on the gate, as if he could see Edward through it.

"I advised you You don't listen. Don't blame me... "

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The car left Los Angeles, all the way west.

The United States is vast and sparsely populated, and it will not be like China. It is full of fertile fields and fields. A train can not see many deserted places. Here, canyons, mountain peaks, countless palm trees, all kinds of flowers and plants constitute the scenery along the way. It's very likely that you can't even see a gas station for hours.

Now, especially on and off the road, the atmosphere is particularly gloomy.

Edward was in the car. It was a Ford. It was approved by the Bureau. Just in front of the car, there was a paper bag in which all the details about the workers he asked for were in it.

Ricky Conn. He died in 1986. The cause of death was cerebral hemorrhage. His son, Matthew Conn, now lives in 312, third floor, apartment 137, Road 23, next to Franklin Roosevelt Park in Philadelphia. He is 39 years old and has his ID card attached.

"No bad hobbies, no formal occupation, to work for a living. Not married The whole information is not unusual... " While driving, he was smoking a cigarette and holding his mind: "but according to the experience of my king, the more ordinary things are, the more hidden things are..."

On the spacious road, we can see some trucks passing by from time to time. Now, half a day after he left Los Angeles, his plan is to go directly to Phoenix, a total distance of 601 kilometers, and then Get on the plane there. He doesn't have time to roam the United States.It was getting dark. He's not going to have a rest. The ticket will be at noon tomorrow. After turning the corner, a freight car came face-to-face.

For the perception of Yama level, this distance is nothing at all. He took a bored look. The truck driver had obviously been driving for a long time and was drinking hard with a can of coffee.

This is a very common scene on American highways.

On the eve of the two cars closing in, the truck driver fidgeted and shook the empty coffee can and swore. Edward could see clearly that he was calling the United States National curse: ship.

In the night, two cars pass by, as if each road is one of countless familiar scenes. There are no exceptions.

At the same time, the truck driver frowned and threw the coffee can out. Edward was so disgusted with such unruly and unprofessional people that he shook his head. And then The pupils contracted abruptly.

Coffee can Hit the roof of his car.

There was only a slight "knock".

There is no rolling sound.

It's like It's not the coffee pot that the other party left behind, but A magnet.

The next second, a burst of "tick tick tick" sound, make the spine hair cold ring the roof!

This is Stick on touch time / bomb!

Without any time to think, Edward kicked the door open, regardless of whether it was the highway or not, and jumped out of the car!

Boom!!!