North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 185

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   Do you want to do it?

   This thought was crushed by Dean as soon as it came up!

  The guns were drawn.

  No blood, right?

  The key is whether Dean will do anything, the Lucifer game organization, all high-level executives are eyeing him. In this case, it is better to have nothing to do, destroy the other party's actions, and divert the other party's attention.

  The tricky thing is the satellite above the head.

  Think here.

  A figure appeared in Dean's mind.

  He took out the phone, entered a series of numbers, and dialed out.

   A moment.

  A somewhat immature voice connected the phone: "Dean, this is the first time you've called me, are you in trouble?"

   "Yes, Little Mike, how's life going?"

   "Although I don't like to waste my rest time by talking nonsense, the people you arranged to come over are very professional and have a good sense of confidentiality. I feel pretty good."

  After communicating with Little Mike last time, Dean asked the dog tycoon Ross for help and asked for some professional servants to take care of Little Mike.

  The people he arranged to come over were all professionally trained servants of the big family.

Now it seems.

  Rose was really interesting and didn't perfunctory himself.

  Dean knew Little Mike's behavior and didn't talk nonsense. He asked for help, “Little Mike, do you know anything about satellite surveillance?”

   "I still understand it. I often invade some ground space stations and use their satellites to see the outside world."

   Hear here.

  Dean showed joy on his face: "If I am being monitored by satellites, how should I deal with this situation?"

  Little Mike thought for a while, and said to Dean Cop:

   "Satellite monitoring, there are currently only two methods.

  One is optical monitoring, similar to a camera. Among them, special military satellites can even be accurate to about one meter around you, and use the first-generation AI calculation to lock on you.

  The other one is communication monitoring.

   This kind of application is more, usually to locate your mobile phone communication and perform location locking.

  This method is much more convenient and more covert than the police using a communication company.

   Just tamper with your communication phone.

  For example, send some remote emails, and plant a Trojan horse on the running program of your mobile phone.

   Then when your mobile phone is turned on, you can quietly report your position to the communication satellite without making a call.

  Now this technology.

  In fact, on the satellite map, it is already very mature. "

  Dean is no idiot.

  Little Mike made a simple science popularization, and let him realize that he was being monitored, and in all likelihood, it happened on his mobile phone!

   It's not that he's stupid.

  In his previous life, he was just an inconspicuous scavenger, and no one would waste energy to monitor and lock his mobile phone and monitor his location.

   This touches on Dean's blind spot.

   "Fuck, doesn't that mean that all the safe houses I set up before, as well as the disguise operations, have been exposed?"

   Dean suddenly thought of this very serious question!

   But he quickly reacted.

   This is scaring myself.

   There are two reasons.

  First, when Dean went to kill the Catholic bishop of Los Angeles, the Lucifer game organization sent a woman to the hotel to test whether he was there.

   This means that they were not monitoring their location at the time.

  Secondly, Anbei himself said that every few days, his location will be updated on the internal network of the 'Lucifer Game Organization'.

  This means that the other party's monitoring of their own position is staged, not real-time!

  Seeing that Dean is silent here.

  Little Mike continued:

   "In fact, as long as you know this in advance.

  Then the way to crack it is very simple.

  If it is communication monitoring, then just change to a mobile phone that no one knows.

  If it is optical monitoring, the operation of satellites has a fixed cycle, and the number of satellites is limited. As long as you block the gaps between these satellites, then they will have nothing to do with your actions.

  I will send you a copy of the operation time of some satellites with monitoring capabilities tomorrow! "

   "Understood, thank you, Little Mike!", Dean couldn't help but rejoice that he didn't kill Little Mike, and said softly: "Man, I'll contact you next time, good night."

"Good night!"

  Little Mike hung up the phone in seconds.

  His health is very poor, and he needs enough sleep to maintain the high-speed operation of his brain every day.

   Now that you know the monitoring methods.

  Dean knew it in his heart.

   My whereabouts were leaked once tonight, so I definitely can't 'do it myself'.

Or.

  Do it yourself.

  But the 'cannibal demon', on the bright side, must die at the hands of others, in order to create an alibi for himself.

  Dean let out a foul breath and began to clean up the disposable safe house.

For safety reasons.

  He is also planning to give up all the other safe houses and arrange a new batch.

   early morning.

   Branch.

Merck pointed to a topographic map of the manor, and introduced his arrest plan to a group of hard-working overtime patrolmen below: "What you have to do is very simple. Start the operation, surround the entire manor, and then search little by little until you catch the manor." Target!"

  Offstage.

  A bald head, frowning: "Agent Merck, please interrupt, you mean, you want the brothers to catch them alive?"

  Merke's eyes stayed on the bald head, and he recognized that the other party was a senior police officer of the branch, who seemed to be called Hawke, and belonged to one of the leading patrols in this operation.

He just nodded and replied: "Yes, Officer Hawke, if possible, I hope you can catch him alive. The cannibal is notorious in Nevada. Capturing him alive and holding a public trial can calm down those frightened citizens heart of."

  Hawk heard the words and lowered his head to hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes.

   Shit to appease the frightened hearts of citizens.

  These two FBI **** clearly felt that capturing the perverted ogre alive would better demonstrate their abilities.

  But if you want to catch it alive, you must use some non-lethal weapons.

  This kind of requirement will make their patrol officers face greater risks.

  Anyway, Hawke made up his mind. When the operation started, he took his brothers to fish for fish. He would rather not have that little assistance credit than take unnecessary risks.

  In order to avoid long nights and dreams.

  After Arranging the operation, Merck took the patrol officers of the sub-bureau, got the equipment, and drove four or five cars to Yuko Yamaguchi's No. 34 estate in Bron Town, a suburb of Los Angeles.

   When a group of people at Merck acted.

  Dean, wearing a pale mask, has appeared inside Manor No. 34 in Bron Town.

He radiated moonlight, strolling in the dead manor garden, with his nose raised, he gently inhaled the fragrance of the surrounding flowers into his nasal cavity, and finally exhaled it slowly, with the corners of his mouth upturned: "It's a pity that there is a foul smell in such a beautiful place." gone."

   In the air, there was a vaguely rancid smell.

  If it weren't for the five senses far beyond ordinary people.

   This kind of smell buried under the soil and covered by the fragrance of flowers is difficult to be smelled by humans.

  Dean glanced at the pitch-black manor building, turned around, followed the very subtle smell of flowers, and walked to a wooden house that might be the gardener's residence.

  The wooden house is not too big, covering an area of ​​eight or nine square meters, one palm away from the ground, with a heating exhaust fan hanging outside, standing outside, you can faintly hear the sound of snoring inside.

  Dean tilted his head, glanced at the heating exhaust fan that was still humming, stayed there for a moment, then continued to turn and leave.

   Here is a trap.

   The snoring sound, about 30 seconds, a loop, nine out of ten, is recorded and released by electronic equipment, not someone actually sleeping in it.

  Just like Yuko Yamaguchi, who wants to use the 'ogre demon'.

  The ogre demon never fully trusted Yuko Yamaguchi, and after coming here, he carried out appropriate 'reformation' and 'eating' here.

  Out of the back garden.

  Dean walked a hundred meters to the trail leading outside the town.

  He has determined that the ogre is in this small town.

   But not on the estate!

  According to the feedback of tracking skills.

   Several doors and windows inside the manor No. 34 were covered with dust. For at least four days, no one came in or out, and the same was true in the basement of the manor.

this means.

   After the cannibal demon finished 'eating', out of caution, he set an early warning trap in Yuko Yamaguchi's manor, and left the manor with the supplies harvested here.

  Consider the behavior of the ogre setting traps.

  Dean made sure that the other party was not far away.

  Because of its geographical location, this small town is home to more wealthy people who are retiring. It is usually very clean and few outsiders come.

   For ogre demons.

   As long as he wants.

   Everywhere is a place to live.

certainly.

  If the ogre is cautious enough, it is more likely to choose an unmanned manor as a place to live and hide.

  Dean wore a pale mask, stepped on the cobblestone forest path, passed through small manors with gardens, and finally stopped at the gate of a small manor near the entrance of the town.

   "Manor No. 2."

  His gaze swept across the sign outside the door and the letterbox entwined with dry vines. He leaped nearly two meters, and with a quick support, he had already fallen into the manor.

  In a normal manor, even if the owner does not live here, there will be regular maintenance. Bills such as water and electricity will inevitably appear in the mailbox, which is convenient for those gardeners and the like to find the owner's house for reimbursement.

   But wandered around.

  Dean did not find a small manor that met this condition.

  Only Manor No. 2.

  There are deep rust marks on the gate, and there are signs of renovation in the garden. It seems that it has been vacant for a long time and is ready to be used again recently.

   It is now the end of February.

  The climate in Los Angeles is not good, with a temperature difference of more than 20 degrees between day and night.

Under normal circumstances.

   Even if someone wants to re-occupy, renovate the garden, plant other ornamental plants, it will be a little later, rather than rushing to renovate.

   Considering that the town is not big.

   If the cannibal demon wants to live comfortably, he also needs a suitable identity and acts on the bright side.

   Dean suspects that he is disguising himself as the new gardener.

   Follow the refurbished lawn.

  Dean came to this manor a few meters away from the gardener's cabin, picked off an unknown plant stalk from the side, put it in front of him, and approached the cabin carefully step by step.

   Walk out about three meters.

Sudden.

  Dean touched the half-meter-long stalk in his hand, and it tilted without wind, as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him, blocking the lower part of the stalk in place.

at the same time.

   There was a slight clicking sound, coming from the soil under his feet.

  Dean stopped immediately, took the stalk under his hand, and slowly backed away, then squatted down and observed carefully. Sure enough, at the height of the calf, he found a warning trap in the shape of a spider web composed of colorless transparent thin lines.

  Stone Hammer!

   The ogre demon is in Manor No. 2!

  The exposed traps will directly lose their proper function.

  Dean followed these thin lines, and finally took down a pile of soda cans at a corner of the wooden house, and then checked it again. After making sure that there were no other traps, he was about to continue approaching the wooden house that was only one meter away.

Sudden.

   Pata~

  In the wooden house, there was the sound of pulling a wire.

next moment.

  The originally dark wooden house was lit up with orange lights.

   At the same time, there was a weird but very rhythmic voice coming from inside:

"whats the matter?"

   "The hunting dogs came and couldn't find me. Is Yuko Yamaguchi okay?"

"knew!"

   "If you still want to absorb me, then help me rescue her!"

  "Resentment? Why should you resent? I don't resent her trying to frame me. On the contrary, I appreciate her behavior of swallowing her lover. She is the most potential believer I have ever seen, and I am deeply fascinated by her."

  Outside the wooden house.

   Hear the male voice inside.

  Dean realized that someone was tipping off the news!

  Yuko Yamaguchi was arrested.

  Merck will definitely act tonight just to be on the safe side.

Dean's original plan was also very simple and rude: Subdue the 'cannibal demon', wait for Merck and others to come, and then shoot deliberately, causing Merck and others to counterattack, and use their bullets to kill the 'cannibal demon' demon'.

   I didn't expect that there would be a surprise now.

  The person who tipped off the 'cannibal devil' must have been involved in the case against Yuko Yamaguchi, so that he could know the situation of the other party immediately after Yuko Yamaguchi was arrested.

  Although he didn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone, judging from the feedback from the 'Ogre Demon', the messenger should be very clear about Merck's actions, so that the Ogre Demon said that he would not be caught.

  Merke's actions are only known to his companions and the involved patrolmen.

  This kind of person is a ticking time bomb.

  After the cannibal was dealt with, it happened to be cleaned up!

  Inside the wooden house.

  The sound stops, in exchange for the sound of creaking and walking.

   A moment.

   There was a crunch.

  The door of the gardener's cabin was pushed open, and an 'old man' with a stooped back and a simple linen shirt walked out.

  The 'old man' looked up at the silver plate above his head, grinned, and murmured darkly: "Hounds, I hope you will like the gift I left at Manor No. 34."

   Finished speaking.

  He straightened up a little uncomfortable, ready to leave this temporary place to stay.

next moment.

  A palm silently pressed on the neck of the 'old man', and squeezed hard.

   Before the 'old man' could react, his eyes went dark and his body softened.

  Take down the opponent.

  In Dean's mind, a message immediately came out [Catch Nevada serial ogre, experience value +2200, L17→L18, attribute point +1, skill point +1]

  (end of this chapter)

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