After cuffing the two men, Karl and the detective immediately began their search.
They quickly found some documents.
Driver’s licenses, FBI agent IDs…
Su Fan walked over and took a look.
The names on the various IDs were all different.
Clearly, something was off.
“Alright, fake agent IDs. I suppose these credit cards are likely counterfeit too.”
The detective glanced at them and dialed the precinct’s number.
Ordinary people have neither the need nor the nerve to casually forge FBI credentials.
Since they had them, it meant they needed the identity of federal agents to carry out certain tasks.
These two were very suspicious and needed to be taken back for thorough questioning.
“Dammit… you were too slow, Dean!”
The younger-looking man muttered quietly in complaint.
“Who knew there’d be plainclothes officers in this area… a patrol car just passed by not long ago.”
“And you’re blaming me? You should have given the alert the moment they started heading this way.”
The older one didn’t back down either, firing back immediately.
“Oh, come on, is this really the time…”
“Let’s just play it by ear. If nothing goes wrong, we should be out of the station by tonight…”
Their voices were very low, hard for an ordinary person to make out, but Su Fan’s hearing was sharp, and every word reached his ears clearly.
Dean?
That name sounded familiar to Su Fan. He couldn’t help but walk around to face the two men, bending down to examine their features closely.
This action made them instinctively lower their heads.
But Su Fan had already recognized them from that brief earlier glance.
Isn’t that Soldier Boy… ahem, aren’t these the Winchester brothers?
The brothers from the long-running supernatural TV show Supernatural, cursed with misfortune, just like that elementary school detective who brings death wherever he goes.
Why are they here?
As Su Fan wondered, the Winchester brothers opposite him were also puzzled.
What’s with this Asian guy staring at them?
Could he be someone they investigated before?
But in their memory, no Asians had been involved in the cases they’d handled.
During this brief moment, nearby patrol officers quickly arrived at the scene and loaded the two men into a squad car.
As the arresting officers, the detective and Karl also had to return to the station.
They suggested taking Su Fan home first, but he politely declined.
“Sorry about this, Su. I really didn’t expect something like this to happen on the way.”
Hailing a taxi for Su Fan, the detective apologized.
“It’s fine.”
It was proper police work; Su Fan had no issue with it.
However, since it involved the Winchester brothers, he felt he had to give them a heads-up.
“You and Karl should be careful. I have a feeling something might happen soon.”
Hearing this, the detective paused for a moment, then nodded.
“Thanks for the warning. Karl and I always wear our protective charms.”
At this point, a flicker of understanding crossed the detective’s eyes, and he glanced toward the squad car holding the Winchester brothers.
“Are they the problem?”
“Not them personally, but when hunters show up somewhere, it usually means there’s trouble.”
Su Fan stated it plainly.
“They’re hunters too?”
Karl on the side sounded a bit skeptical.
“If Su says so, then it’s probably true.”
“Maybe it’s my own bias, but I always imagined hunters being more like you, Su.”
Karl shrugged.
“Be careful during the interrogation later. Since they’re hunters, there’s no need to be too hard on them.”
The detective instructed Karl.
“Understood, sir.”
“I’ll head back now. Let’s catch up another time.”
After saying goodbye to the two, the taxi started its engine.
They weren’t far from Hollywood Boulevard, and soon enough, they reached the destination.
Pushing the shop door open, Su Fan indeed found Jamie sitting bored behind the counter, chin in hand, watching TV.
Hearing the door, and seeing it was Su Fan returning, Jamie perked up immediately.
After handing over the duties, Jamie quickly said goodbye to Su Fan and jumped into his car parked outside, ready to go for a spin.
“Such a restless young man…”
Watching the other leave happily, Su Fan sighed.
In such a hurry to leave, he didn’t even wait for his pay.
But then again, the inheritance Jamie received was enough for a lifetime of comfort.
A few hundred bucks in wages probably meant nothing to him.
After unpacking and arranging the items from his suitcase, Su Fan settled into the rocking chair and began to ponder the Winchester brothers he’d encountered earlier.
Dean, the older brother, and Sam, the younger; a duo investigating all sorts of ghost stories and supernatural occurrences.
Unlike Su Fan, who charged for his services, these two didn’t possess particularly strong psychic abilities—they were more like self-taught amateurs.
They navigated their world largely through forged documents and credit card fraud.
Especially the older brother, Dean, was full of tricks.
With his skills, he’d surely manage to get himself and his brother out of the police station by tonight.
————-
After being taken to the station, the two men were completely uncooperative during questioning.
They absolutely refused to answer, responding with nothing but tall tales.
Seeing this, the officers gave up on getting any information from them and instead examined the items they were carrying.
They discovered a notebook filled with accounts of various mysterious legends.
This discovery undoubtedly confirmed what Su Fan had said earlier.
Although they seemed like aimless drifters with no real jobs, they were indeed hunters.
The detective carefully flipped through the notebook’s contents, exchanging glances with Karl and the other officers beside him.
The LAPD was no stranger to supernatural events; most officers were aware.
But in this situation, they couldn’t just openly let them go.
So, the detective and the others began finding excuses to leave the interrogation room one by one.
Seeing the room empty and the sounds outside fading, Dean immediately used a paperclip from the documents on the table to pick the handcuffs.
Through the interrogation room window, he could vaguely see the situation outside.
Officers were either out on calls or gone for meals, the rows of desks providing perfect cover.
He immediately went to the next room to check on his brother.
It turned out Sam’s room was unattended too.
Seeing this, he boldly pushed the door open and entered.
“Dean?! You got free already?”
Sam was surprised to see his brother appear at this time.
“Never mind that. Let’s get out of here first.”
Dean quickly picked the handcuffs.
The two men stealthily slid down the drainpipe outside the window. Once on the ground, they immediately fled in another direction.
Only after putting some distance between themselves and the station did they stop.
“Wait…”
After catching his breath, Sam voiced the doubt that had been nagging him.
“Didn’t that seem a bit too easy?”
“They all left, almost like it was planned… Could it be a trap?”
“It’s not like we have anything to hide… What’s there to worry about?”
Dean let out a long sigh.
“For now, let’s just focus on what we need to do.”
