1960: My uncle is the FBI Director

Chapter 92 Kill the East District Guys! (Please Subscribe)

After a brief discussion, the homicide detectives attributed the strange behavior to Eugene Harper.

The commissioner called three senior police superintendents and the mayor, and shortly afterward, Chief Widek came and asked him to leave.

They suspect that Eugene Harper used his connections to obstruct the West Precinct's investigation.

This kind of rule-breaking behavior is very offensive.

As a result, the mayor who appointed Eugene Harper as commissioner also grew to dislike him.

This mayor has always been low-key and often overlooked. This time, however, he has left a deep impression on the detectives.

No wonder his approval ratings have plummeted! / Let Senator Santos win the election!

The group remembered the television program from that afternoon and left the branch office grumbling to themselves.

The detectives' suspicions were confirmed the following morning.

Eugene Harper publicly announced that he had obtained sufficient evidence to confirm that the killer was a member of the Freedom Fighters.

He stated that the mayor had authorized him, and he had also received the support of several high-ranking officials within the Felton Police Department, and would lead an action team into the Black community at noon today to apprehend the perpetrator.

The murder squad watched the news broadcast in the large office, and the previously dull atmosphere immediately became lively after watching it.

The detectives think Eugene Harper has gone mad!

They couldn't understand why the mayor would choose such an idiot to be a commissioner in the police department.

Felton’s local television station interviewed Councillor Santos.

The Santos councilor said he would speak with the mayor in hopes of ending this absurd farce.

They then connected with Felton Police Chief Charles Adams.

Chief Adams said he was going to City Hall immediately to see the mayor and persuade him not to escalate the situation further.

If the mayor insists on going his own way, he will have to disobey the mayor's orders and demand that the police force not support the absurd actions authorized by the mayor.

Before Eugene Harper could even enter the Black community to make arrests, Black people had already left the community to protest.

In just two hours, thousands of people gathered in front of the city hall.

The central district has extensive experience in handling such large-scale events and quickly dispatched police to maintain order and prevent mass clashes.

Around noon, the mayor had to personally step in and announce the revocation of Eugene Harper's commissioner status, returning the investigation to the Felton Police Department.

Inside the main office of the West District Police Station.

After hearing the news broadcast on television, the detectives cheered.

Wenner pressed his hands down, and after everyone quieted down, he announced the reopening of the investigation.

After having lunch with Bernie, Theodore set off for the Black community.

The Black community was deserted; most people had gone to participate in the protests.

As a precaution, Bernie parked his car outside the neighborhood and called a Black police officer.

The Black police officer arrived quickly, his face flushed with excitement.

He hasn't had a break since yesterday, and despite his tired face, he's incredibly energetic.

He first took the two of them to Ruby Lee's house.

Ruby Lee was a voluptuous woman. She was not tall, had a round face, short hair, and full, slightly everted lips.

She was pushing her son in a stroller when they arrived, preparing to leave the house.

Ruby Lee treated the Black police officer with respect, but was cold and wary of Theodore and Bernie.

The Black police officer introduced the two, took the wheelchair from Ruby Lee, and carried the boy downstairs.

Theodore's gaze swept over Ruby Lee's rolled-up sleeves as he asked her about her whereabouts at the time of the incident.

The departure of the Black patrolman made Ruby Lee nervous. She crossed her arms and replied warily, "Helping with preparations for a celebration at the community high school? What for? What's wrong?"

Theodore: "Who else is helping with the preparations?"

Ruby Lee rattled off more than a dozen names in fits and starts.

Theodore and Bernie exchanged a glance: "Isn't Ella May James here?"

Ruby Lee's expression changed slightly: "Yes, she was with me. We decorated the stadium together. She was in charge of hanging confetti and balloons."

Her voice trembled with nervousness.

Bernie pulled out handcuffs and reminded her that if she continued to lie, they would have to take her back for interrogation.

Theodore stated directly that Ella May James was the prime suspect in the murder of Emos Williams.

Ruby Lee was shocked and then fell silent, watching the two of them warily.

Theodore: "She wasn't at school that night, was she?"

Ruby Lee looked hesitant.

“You just need to tell us if she was at school that night, no need to help identify her. This isn’t treason.” Bernie put away the handcuffs and said softly, “She killed Amos Williams, Ruby.”

Ruby Lee's expression shifted, and after a long while, she nodded slightly, then looked around nervously, as if she were a thief.

Downstairs, the Black police officer was sitting on the steps chatting with Ruby Lee's children. When he saw Theodore and Bernie come out first, he breathed a sigh of relief, then his expression turned sorrowful again.

They waited downstairs for a while, and then Ruby Lee rushed down, took her son, and ran away.

Theodore and Bernie looked at each other, suddenly feeling like they were the villains.

The black police officer then took them to Ella May James's house.

But no one was home.

They knocked on the door for ages but no one answered. Finally, the neighbor couldn't take it anymore and came out to tell them that Ella May James had gone to church.

“She hasn’t been home for several days,” said the neighbor, an elderly woman, who spoke somewhat ramblingly. “She’s going to live in the church.”

"She's rarely come back since little Willie died..."

The Black police officer then took them to the church.

The church in the Black community looked about the same size as the chapel at Del Rio Funeral Parlor.

The lawn outside, however, was exceptionally spacious.

Judging from the way the lawn is growing, people have held many activities on it.

Upon entering the room, the acrid smell of burning candles wafted towards you.

Ella May James had just changed the candles on the altar and was praying.

She was a tall woman with dark skin, short hair, and a haggard expression.

After she finished praying, she stood up, walked over to the Black police officer, let out a long sigh, and stretched out her hands:
"I killed Amos Williams."

Theodore grabbed her arm, rolled up her sleeve, revealing several scabbed scratches on her wrist.

Both of her hands were bandaged with gauze, and after unwrapping them, obvious abrasions could be seen on the web of her hands and the palms.

Theodore nodded to Bernie, took out handcuffs and put them on her, then handed her over to the black police officer.

The Black police officer paused, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

Theodore glanced at the black police officer, then at Bernie.

Bernie was both amused and exasperated. Considering the recently eased tensions between Black and White people, he said to the Black patrol officer, "Come back with us."

They shoved Ella May James into the black police officer's patrol car and drove her back to the precinct.

After being registered, Ella May James was taken to Interrogation Room 1.

She was exceptionally cooperative during the interrogation, even a little impatient.

She confessed to killing Amos Williams and detailed the crime. Ella May James' son, Willie James, and Leroy both participated in the team tryouts; one was selected, while the other was not.

Seeing the deceased treat Leroy like his own son, but treat Willie like trash, she found it hard to accept and went to confront the deceased.

The deceased told her that Willie was a good-for-nothing and had no talent for playing football.

To prevent her from harassing him further, the deceased promised Ella May James and her son that they could contact him if needed, and he would provide assistance.

Two weeks ago, Willie needed emergency treatment due to a sudden acute asthma attack, but the Black hospital lacked the necessary facilities, so he had to be transferred to a white hospital for treatment.

Ella May James went to find the deceased, but she never saw him until Willie suffocated to death.

That day was the day before the penultimate game of the regular season, and the deceased spent the entire night at school devising tactics.

She hoped the deceased could attend Willie's funeral, but he refused, saying he needed to take Leroy to buy spare equipment.

Ella May James couldn't understand why Willie had to be treated this way. She wanted to ask the deceased if he felt any guilt about his son's death.

But the deceased was busy with the competition and kept making excuses like "we'll talk about it later," "we'll talk about it after the competition," or "we'll talk about it after the competition."

Ella May James went to Oak Estate High School to wait, hoping to get answers about the deceased as soon as the game was over.

However, Oak Estate High School removed Black spectators from the campus.

She used her temporary work badge from Southern Star Catering Service Company to sneak into the campus and mingled among her fellow students watching the game, waiting anxiously.

In the latter half of the third quarter, she saw the deceased return to the locker room alone, so she followed him in.

“Only a strong man like Leroy is my son!” Ella May James repeated the dead man’s words: “My son? That sickly little bastard doesn’t deserve it!”

“I went around behind him and saw that the bag with Leroy Davis’s name on it was open, revealing a new strap.”

“I pulled out the belt, wrapped it around his neck, and pulled it tight.”

He tried to stand up, but fell to the ground.

"He struggled, but could only reach my wrist."

"I tightened my grip and held on for a very long time before I loosened my grip. He was already dead."

"I put him in a toilet stall—that's when things suddenly got chaotic outside, so I left."

…………

Theodore and Bernie emerged from the interrogation room to a round of enthusiastic applause.

The case itself wasn't difficult, but the accompanying conflicts between the police and the underworld, the brainless commissioner, the mayor's resignation, and a series of other unexpected events made the case as disgusting as a cake decorated with all sorts of garbage.

The detectives all hoped that the pile of feces could be removed as soon as possible.

It's absolutely disgusting!

Bernie grinned and greeted everyone as he made his way to the supervisor's office, where he and Theodore reported to Wenner.

Wenner was feeling somewhat irritable.
Bernie seemed to be rambling on and on, and he didn't get to the point.

He sat sideways, listening to Bernie's report while rubbing his temples with one hand, and unconsciously pulling the drawer open a crack with the other.

It was empty inside.

He has finished his allotted chocolate balls for the month.

The doctor required him to strictly limit his monthly intake.

When Bernie mentioned that Ella May James had confessed to the murder, Wenner couldn't hold back anymore.

He tapped the table, glared at Bernie, and asked, "Why did she confess?"

Bernie was bewildered by the glare and looked at Theodore.

Theodore hesitated whether to remind Mr. Wenner that he looked like he was having a sex addiction attack.

“Ella May James was a devout religious believer.”

"Her religion told her that murder was a sin. This guilt tormented her, and she hoped to atone for her sins by turning herself in."

Wenner was satisfied with Theodore's explanation and glared at Bernie.

Bernie sensed that his boss might be in a bad mood today, and while giving his report, he secretly wondered who had angered this 'bully dog' again.

Wenner listened patiently to the report, then frowned and waved his hand, telling the two to go back and write their reports.

If we remove factors such as the conflict between right and wrong, the facts of this case are exceptionally simple, and the report is also very easy to write.

With the help of all the homicide detectives, the report was presented on Winner's desk in just one day.

Wenner also seemed particularly disgusted with the case; he didn't even look at it, signed the report directly, and then tossed it into Bernie's arms, who was chatting and laughing with his colleagues at the door.

The large office was quiet for a moment, then erupted in cheers.

The detectives gathered together and watched as Wenner moved the mysterious sixteen-digit code from left to right, and then cheered again.

The cheers reached their peak when Wenner announced he was going to a bar to celebrate that night.

The detectives hugged each other, clapped enthusiastically, and beamed with joy.

Just like when every case ends, the detectives put down their work and wait to go home.

Theodore asked for a case report, organized his thoughts, and prepared to write it down in his notes.

This case was also not to Theodore's liking.

Theodore could clearly see the various struggles that accompanied the case: the conflict between the police and the underworld, the mayoral race, the police leadership, and so on.

But even disregarding these factors, it is still quite typical.

Ella May James is a typical example of a victim who becomes a perpetrator in order to regain control of her life.

She is comparable to Carlos Mendoza (in the case of Sam's murder).

…………

After a night of heavy drinking, Theodore almost arrived late again.

The colleague in charge of attendance waved to Theodore, who entered just in time, indicating that he had already been signed in.

Theo thanked his helpful colleagues and walked into the empty office.

He's gotten used to it.

Almost every time a case was closed and the celebration was held the day afterward, these people would not arrive until noon.

Then some people rested, some went to lift weights, and some baked cakes, whiled away the whole afternoon.

Theodore poured himself a cup of coffee, took out his notebook, and began organizing his notes.

Around noon, the detectives arrived one by one, except for Bernie.

Theodore looked around at the empty seat next to him with a puzzled expression.

After the baked cakes were distributed as usual, the detectives did not idly kill time, but remained in their seats, chatting absentmindedly.

Theodore felt the atmosphere in the entire large office had become strange.

My colleagues seemed to be expecting something.

It wasn't until after 3 p.m. that Wenner and Bernie appeared at the door.

The large office immediately fell silent.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wenner revealed a slight smile:
"The grouping results are in."

"Our first opponent is the East District."

The murder squad was silent for a moment, then suddenly erupted in enthusiastic cheers:
"yeah------!!!"

Kahuel's booming voice came from across the street, even drowning out the cheers: "xxx! Kill the East Side bastards!"

(End of this chapter)