Chapter 189 Disappearance Case

As a detective in the Detective Bureau, Gregory's salary and bonus are higher than his former partner Taribo, so he lives quite close to the Detective Bureau.

Starting from the Detective Bureau, it is only about five or six kilometers away, which is equivalent to being in the city center, not as remote as Taribo.

Passing through the bustling urban area, an F150 Ford Raptor quietly arrived at a mid- to high-end community.

The houses here are basically independent buildings with their own large front yards and lawns.

What’s important is that the environment here is quite quiet, surrounded by ornamental trees and some facilities with a layout that is quite elegant and complete, from this we can imagine the level of this community.

After taking a quick look at the community, York, driving the F150 Ford Raptor, drove slowly towards Gregory's room as if he was familiar with the place.

Because he was familiar with Gregory, he had a list of good days and came here a few days every year, so he was also very familiar with this place.

Drive down this street and five houses down to Gregory's house.

After passing five houses, York finally stopped on the side of the street in front of a house that looked to be of decent size. While parking the car, he glanced at the bridge car parked in front.

He recognized the car; it was Chris's private car.

"These two guys are really dedicated to their work. Even during their breaks, they would get together to discuss the case."

Yorks took out his cell phone and called Gregory.

Wait until the call is connected: "Come out and get your things."

Gregory was not surprised, he just replied "OK" and hung up the phone.

When Yorks got out of the car with the things he needed, Gregory and Chris walked out of the house.

These two partners, who have been working together for who knows how many years, walk at almost the same pace, which makes York envious.

For partners like this who have been together for many years, there is no need to do anything deliberate, a lot of communication can be done with just a glance.

It's not that he doesn't have a partner. The one he has worked with the longest is that guy Taribo. It's a pity that they have only worked together for a year and have not reached the level of Gregory and Chris.

"A hundred dollars, Gregory."

Hearing Chris's voice behind him, Yorks opened the back door and looked back at the two of them.

Gregory was calm but with a hint of depression. As he walked along, he took out his wallet and handed a hundred-dollar bill to the cheerful Chris. From this scene, Yorks knew that the two were making a bet again.

"What bet did you make?"

York handed the princess doll prepared for Lisha and some toys for girls from the back seat to Gregory according to the categories.

"She bet you would call." Gregory took the toy and said in a muffled voice.

"Isn't this the right thing to do?"

York said, and exchanged a glance with Chris, then handed over Plum's toys, such as Transformers and other toys that boys would like, to Chris, who smiled.

"Chris still understands me."

Gregory shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't care.

Chris took the toy that was obviously her son's and smiled, "You two have known each other for a long time, right?"

York then picked up what he could and closed the car door.

"Uh, about two years? Since he ran the red light? That should have been the first time we met.
As for the formal acquaintance, was it when you directly sent me and Taribo, who happened to be patrolling nearby, to help capture him?"

The things had been taken away. As the owner of the house, Gregory naturally led the way and said to Chris, "Do you know what he did?" Chris's eyes flashed with curiosity, and she looked at York with a calm face: "Although I have heard of it, isn't it a bit exaggerated to implement a PIT stop?"

York said calmly, "He ran a red light and even accelerated when I honked at him."

Gregory glared at York and said, "Asshole, I was chasing the suspect at that time."

York said indifferently: "Anyway, I don't know, but didn't I help you?"

Gregory laughed angrily: "Isn't it because you hit my car crooked and realized you did something wrong that you wanted to make amends? Damn, you drive so scary."

York shrugged: "Thank you for the compliment."

The three of them chatted as they walked into the house.

After greeting Gregory's wife, Yagris, formally, he distributed the toys to Lisha and Plum, who were shouting and running around him, calling him Uncle Yorks all the time, and the three of them continued to the quieter restaurant.

"Yorks, this is for you."

Yagris was a woman who looked very gentle. She was in charge of taking care of the children and came over with a plate with some food on it.

For example, foods like burritos, egg rolls, etc.

"Thank you, Yagris, I will finish my meal." York took the plate and said with a smile.

"You're welcome." Yagris nodded, turned around and left to continue taking care of the children, leaving enough space for the three of them.

York nodded and watched him go, then put the plate on the table and glanced at Gregory and Chris who were sitting next to him. Without asking them if they had eaten, he picked up a fork and casually put an egg roll that had already been cut into several pieces into his mouth.

"So what is this case? You seem to be having a hard time with it."

Gregory and Chris looked at each other, and Chris answered:

"It's not clear whether it's a home invasion murder case or a missing person case. The missing person is a well-known writer who has published several best-selling books."

York raised an eyebrow, curiosity flashing in his eyes: "Who?"

"Sinovi Eaton." Chris said.

York thought about it and said honestly: "I haven't heard of it."

"You just need to know that the missing person is a famous writer, which means that the case will attract attention from the outside world. Now the media has begun to track and pay attention to this case, so we feel troubled."

Gregory said, and after he nodded, he took out a handbag from somewhere, put it on the dining table, opened it, and took out the relevant photos of the scene:

"In the early hours of the morning, the man, Yonatan, called the police and said his wife, Sinovi, was missing."

After saying that, Gregory spread out all the photos of the scene on the table, allowing him to pick them up and look through them.

Looking at the photo in his hand, York saw a scene in the living room where a coffee table had been flipped over and all the glass had shattered, and nothing else.

"In fact, the only suspicious photos of the scene are the coffee table and the sofa seat, which show obvious signs of intense action."

Chris took out one of the photos from the pile and handed it to York:

"But the most suspicious thing is here. Suspicious bloodstains were found at the scene, and there was a drop of blood splashed on the kitchen cabinet."

Yorks looked at the scene photos handed to him by Chris, and saw the bloodstains that were obviously splattered on the cabinet.

"And that's all?"

(End of this chapter)