Chapter 790 The Strange Suspect
The tall and thin black police officer is named Hearn. Although he is only in his mid-twenties, he is an old policeman with six or seven years of police service. The requirements of small town police officers are usually not as demanding as those of big cities. Many of them are After graduating from high school, I went directly to police training.
Just now, when the FBI arrived at Gabriel Clark's house in Morristown, Officer Hearn was already waiting at the door.
Jubal took the key from his hand and opened the door. Everyone saw the orderly furnishings in the room, and all turned their attention to Jack.
"Look what I'm doing, I'm just keeping things tidy at the most basic level."
Jack certainly knows why these guys look at him, because he is different from the lazy Americans who refuse to take off their shoes when they go to bed. He simply cleans his room almost every day, and will not leave dirty things unless there are special circumstances (moments of passion). Clothes are thrown around, and the kitchen is wiped after use.
And Gabriel Clark's home was even more tidy. There was almost no dust on the floor, and everything in the room seemed to be where it was supposed to be.
Aubrey walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator out of habit, and then exclaimed, "Damn, his refrigerator looks like it was just moved back from an electrical appliance showroom. There are no leftovers or moldy pizza. No carbonated drinks or alcoholic stuff.”
"It's the same in the laundry room. There isn't even a single dirty piece of clothing in the laundry basket. This is the first single man I've ever seen who loves to be clean more than Jack." Hannah said, opening the closet, only to see a lot of clothes inside. The drawers were full of neatly folded underwear and socks.
"Is he mysophobic?" Jubal asked Officer Hearn.
The young black man rubbed the stubble on his chin and fell into thought. After a moment, he replied, "Well, I'm sorry, I really didn't pay attention, but Gabriel usually pays more attention to appearance. He has such a meticulous character. I almost I’ve never seen him with a beard.”
"It's not mysophobia, just a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder." As Jack spoke, his fingers gently touched the neat row of discs displayed on the top of the TV cabinet, and there was a layer of fine dust on his fingertips. .
At this time, Aubrey's phone beeped softly. He opened the message and read it while reading, "Alice said that Gabriel emptied his bank account two days ago, totaling three thousand yuan, so he did Was it premeditated?"
After hearing this, Clay suddenly regained his energy and walked out of the room, hooking Officer Hearn's shoulder, "Hey, man, tell me about your partner."
Everyone looked at each other and smiled. Although this guy escaped under the pretext of hiding from diapers, he was obviously thinking about his family now, and he was probably conflicted at the moment.
If this case really drags on for three days and Clay leaves his teammates and goes home alone, I'm sure he will be even more depressed.
Jiejie walked up to Jack, randomly picked out a few discs from the row, and read out the movie names, "Into the Wild," "The Fortress," and "The Knight and the Lady." It seemed like he liked these very much. Old school western.
Black and white, good guys and bad guys are clear at a glance, and perhaps this reflects his character to some extent. "
Jack took out his cell phone and took a photo of the movie titles on the discs, then picked up a brass belt buckle from the top of the wardrobe and muttered a line of Latin on it, "Veritas Ante Omnia."
"Truth is supreme?" Aubrey on the other side couldn't figure out whose famous quote this was.
"Maybe it's his own motto in life." After Jack said that, he put the polished belt buckle into the evidence bag.
This seemingly inconspicuous little thing is like the pieces of a puzzle, just like those old movies on the shelf. If you collect more information, you may be able to get a glimpse of the other party's true character from these details.
"Hey guys, you should come over and take a look at this." Hannah's call came from outside the house along with the sound of the garage door opening.
At this time, Clay was still chatting with Officer Hearn on the lawn outside the house. Several curious neighbors were gathering in the driveway outside the lawn and looking over here.
"Crib? I thought Gabriel was single." Jubal and everyone walked out of the house to the lawn, and saw a brand new crib behind the open garage door.
"Officer Hearn, do you know what's going on?" He pointed in the direction of the garage as he spoke.
"I'm sorry, I don't know anything about it, and while Gabriel did mention that he had a girlfriend in Newark, I just brushed it off because he never mentioned her name or gave her any information. I've seen her pictures."
Officer Hearn still didn't know anything about it, but fortunately Clay didn't really just chat with him without gaining anything. "Hearn just told me that Gabriel has six civil complaints in his name."
"Yes, that's right, he issued a lot of traffic tickets." Officer Hearn nodded in agreement, "He is a merciless person, even if your butt is on fire and you run a red light, he will give you a ticket." Get a ticket before you go to the hospital."
"Hey, hey, gentlemen over there, uh, ladies." At this time, among the crowd gathered not far away, a young Indian man raised his right hand and shouted to everyone.
“That’s our crib, I live across the street.”
"Let him come over." Jubal nodded to the police officers maintaining order at the scene, indicating that he could be let over.
The young Indian man walked towards the crowd and explained, "Gabe (Gabriel's nickname) is helping me. We were here yesterday. Oh my god, I can't believe he assembled it all by himself."
Clay was a little confused by his extremely fast Hinglish, "Speak slowly, what's going on?"
"Well, it's like this. Yesterday, Gabe was helping me assemble this complicated crib, but my wife suddenly wanted to eat Vietnamese pho. Well, you know, pregnant women always think like this, so I had to leave midway.
God, it would have taken him hours to do this alone. "
His English with a strong curry flavor made others frown, and it took a long time to roughly understand what he meant.
Jack raised his eyebrows, wondering if there was any unexpected gain. He subconsciously put his hands on his hips and asked, "It sounds like you have a good relationship with Officer Gabriel Clark?"
The young third brother was a little hesitant when he heard this. Originally, he just wanted to ask if he could take the crib back, but he immediately regretted it when he saw the FBI badge exposed on Jack's waist.
"I don't know if our relationship is good. Oh, by the way, we moved here more than a year ago. He seems to be a very friendly person. My wife and I are also very happy that there is a policeman among our neighbors. This It will increase the sense of security, you know.”
"It sounds like you guys must be moving around a lot, don't be nervous, we just want to understand the situation." Jack felt that the curry-flavored English and Northeastern dialect were quite magical, and his accent would slip away if he was not careful.
"In your daily contact, has he ever talked about work matters, or complained about conflicts with other police officers, such as state police?"
The young third brother decisively denied, "No, we usually only talk about some life matters, such as having children, and he seems to have good things coming soon."
"With whom?" Jiejie exchanged puzzled looks with the others and quickly asked.
They had searched the house for a long time and found no traces of cohabitation or heterosexual living. Could it be that, as Officer Hearn said just now, Gabriel really had a mysterious girlfriend living in Newark?
"With Alissa, of course, his girlfriend in Newark, I don't know her last name, but I have pictures here that he sent to me and my wife saw."
The young third brother shook his head almost the whole time when he spoke. This movement was as magical as his curry-flavored accent.