Chapter 347 It’s time to add fuel to the fire. Su Ming takes out the video of little Morgan being abused.
The ring is not the main clue.
The traces left on the ring due to daily life are the key to verifying identity.
Su Ming's seemingly casual words undoubtedly stunned Old Morgan for a moment, but he reacted immediately.
He reached out again and picked up the tweezers from the iron plate, picked up the sterling silver ring engraved with the English letter J, and squinted his eyes to examine it carefully.
On this sterling silver ring, you can vaguely see some signs of wear and tear, as well as obvious signs of being burned by fire.
Although old Morgan did not understand criminal investigation techniques, he was already in his seventies and knew very well how to use life experience to verify the results.
While observing the sterling silver ring, Old Morgan also looked at the platinum ring on his hand.
This platinum ring was specially made by a world-renowned craftsman to commemorate my 50-year love with my partner. I have been wearing it on my hand ever since then, and it has been three years now.
Even though I don’t need to work much or do any heavy physical work, the wear and tear on the ring is very severe.
This shows that...in daily life, even if you take good care of it, as long as something like a ring is worn on the hand for a long time, it is bound to suffer various kinds of wear and tear.
Then, Old Morgan compared the sterling silver ring on the tweezers with the ring he was wearing, and could clearly see...
The wear marks on this sterling silver ring are not very deep, at least there are no signs of long-term wear and tear from being worn for several years, and there are even some signs of short-term human intervention.
This moment.
Old Morgan's face turned completely gloomy. He finally understood...how big the gap is between these useless people in the New York Police Department and the Dragon Country police.
This bunch of rubbish, after discovering an unidentified body.
The first thing he did was not to try to confirm his identity as much as possible, but instead he was afraid that someone else would take the credit and call him early in the morning.
And using extremely simple logic, they believed that the body was the punk man who killed little Morgan.
If they could check the sterling silver ring, judge and analyze the degree of wear, and use their brains a little to carefully check the surveillance cameras around the bar, they probably would not have jumped to such an easy conclusion.
Can this New York policeman who treats things as a joke and only cares about pleasing himself really find the murderer who killed little Morgan?
You know.
According to the analysis of the information found previously, the leader of the drug trafficking organization who fled to the United States must have extremely rich and outstanding criminal skills.
Being able to establish such a large drug trafficking organization in Longguo and hide it for so many years without being discovered requires real skills.
Once he chooses to help the punk guy, can these losers in the New York Police Department really find him?
Think of this.
Old Morgan's face became increasingly gloomy.
Because, judging from Walker's performance today, if we want to put our hopes on him, we might as well just pray that the punk guy turns himself in. The possibility might be greater.
At the same time, old Morgan had already had the special idea of inviting the Longguo police to come for assistance, but now... since he had just said that there were only two days left, it would be inappropriate to suddenly change his statement.
After thinking carefully for a moment, he spoke slowly into the phone.
"Understood."
"It seems that the owner of this body is not that punk guy, but someone else. It seems that your ability to solve cases is as outstanding as I know."
"I will seriously consider the proposal you made earlier, but let's leave it at that for now."
Just as old Morgan was about to hang up the phone.
Su Ming's words, as if he had everything under control, sounded again.
"Okay, President Morgan, I'll look forward to your next call."
"I believe...if you can agree to my proposal, this will definitely be a win-win choice."
"Then, I have another video to send you. This video should make it easier for you to make a choice."
"At the same time, I also think... it might give you a deeper understanding of this murderer."
After saying that.
Su Ming hung up the phone on his own initiative, and didn't seem to have any intention of explaining the content of the video in detail.
Old Morgan, who is still in the forensic identification room, frowned in confusion, obviously not knowing what related video the Longguo police had sent.
But no matter what, if we can get more clues, it will help us find the punk guy as soon as possible.
After handing the phone to the secretary beside him.
Old Morgan looked at Sheriff Walker, who was keeping his head down and not daring to speak, and threw the tweezers and ring in his hand into the iron plate, questioning him expressionlessly.
"Sheriff Walker."
"Can you take a look at this sterling silver ring on the iron plate? The wear and tear marks on it make it look like new. Could it be that this punk guy has been wearing this ring for more than half a year?"
"With so many years of experience in handling cases, don't you know that no matter how well you protect your ring, it will wear out to a certain extent? The degree of wear and tear is related to the year it was worn."
"If you carefully analyzed the video I sent you, I think you would not have overlooked the ring on the punk guy's hand."
"But you didn't see it. You even took the ring off. You didn't use the scratches on it to identify the body in time."
"I don't think it's because you don't have enough criminal investigation knowledge. It's because you, Walker... didn't take my words to heart at all. You just wanted to find a corpse to cover up the issue. You never thought about really looking for the murderer."
"It seems that we need to consider suggesting to the governor of New York that some people may not be suitable to be sheriffs."
As soon as these words came out.
Sheriff Walker's face changed instantly, and he no longer thought about making any excuses. He immediately showed a pleading expression and issued a military order.
"President Morgan."
"I admit, I admit that I failed in my job duties this time. I was not careful enough. I wanted to help you solve your problems too much and I wanted to find the murderer of Master Morgan as soon as possible."
"But please believe me, please believe me again."
"Within two days, I will definitely be able to find the currently hiding punk man or confirm the identity of this corpse."
"President Morgan, please trust the New York Police Department..."
Before Walker could finish.
Suddenly, old Morgan's personal cell phone received a notification tone indicating that a new email had been received.
The secretary standing next to him didn't wait for Walker to finish speaking, but directly handed the phone to old Morgan.
As a secretary who has served old Morgan for many years, he knew very well that...compared to listening to Walker's worthless promise, old Morgan now wanted to see the new video sent by the Longguo police.
He raised his hand to signal Walker to stop talking.
Old Morgan took the private mobile phone handed to him by his secretary and clicked to play the latest video received.
“Bang—”
An extremely clear kicking sound came out first.
Immediately following.
The scene clearly showed Morgan being kicked to the ground. He was forcibly pulled up by his men and forced to kneel on the ground with his head lowered. In front of him was J, who had a hideous smile and a cruel look on his face.
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