No.

[Police or no, there's nothing Blake can do to help any of them. It's too late for Ishimaru, too late for Oowada, too late for Celes, and it's too late for Leon. Blake isn't endearing himself to Leon either, and Leon's feeling spiteful enough just to anger the older man further.]

There's nothin' you can do even if I tell you her name. An' even if she did get here, I've got a list of people that I can ask for help, an' you're not even a damn footnote. What kinda asshole accuses the victims of "protecting" the criminal anyway? The fact that you jumped to such an idiotic conclusion without any evidence makes you not only a dumbass, but also an insensitive moron who thinks he's hot shit just because he's a cop. I bet you wouldn't even know she's the killer even if she was standin' right in front of you holdin' a neon signboard above her head with the words, "I'm a fuckin' psycho bitch who tortures people for fun!" in bright pink letters.

So go fuck yourself old man. If you think you can scare me into tellin' you what you wanna know by sprayin' spit all over the gear, then all you've done is made me even more sure I'm not gonna tell you shit.

[And with that, Leon switches off the feed.]