North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 213

  Corpse, explosion.

  When these elements are presented in front of you.

   Dean knew that they were one step too late.

Or.

  When they knew about this black workshop, they were destined to only see this scene.

   The wind and fire are terrifying.

  Dean stood at the front of the car, letting the scorching wind blow across his cheeks, his red eyes narrowed slightly by the firelight, and he murmured: "There is an inside ghost tipping the news!"

   All this happened too coincidental and urgent.

   There are definitely external forces affecting all this!

   "Holtz, long time no see."

  Dean looked at the firefighters who rushed over, smoking and laughing, and did not enter the fire at all, and greeted the thin man beside him who was checking the corpse.

  Holtz didn't raise his head, and muttered: "After you went to the branch office, I felt a lot easier. This guy Lawrence is not as efficient as you in solving cases, and I don't have to stay up all night every day."

   before coming.

  He had a hunch that Dean was here.

   After all, the scene is slightly larger.

   This guy will not be absent.

   "Dean, the body is fresh.

  The time this person died should be when you came here.

  He used a special rope gear to wrap around his neck, and with the inertia of his body falling, he cut off his neck in an instant. As long as the inertia is strong enough, the other party will not even feel any pain before death.

  Because of his nerves, disconnected at that moment. "

  Holtz thought to himself after examining the corpse.

  Dean showed curiosity on his face: "Why do you conclude that the other party committed suicide?"

"Because of this." Holz took out a prepared letter from the headless dead man's jacket pocket, and looked at Dean with a smile: "Dean, this is not your style, under normal circumstances, before we arrive, You have finished examining the body!"

   "Because of this inspection, it is meaningless."

  Dean glanced at the letter that Holz took out, and smiled dismissively: "I guess it probably contains something like a confession letter, which is meaningless."

   Calculate the time.

  His sister Sinclair, this afternoon, while playing in the amusement park, while playing the hoop game, accidentally got tricked. As a result, at night, the whole family of the man who set up the stall was wiped out.

this means.

  The people behind, before Miemen set up a stall man, did not guess that the police would find out about this matter so quickly, so they did Miemen.

   But alas.

   Fate made them meet Dean.

   Dean guessed.

When they discovered the Miemen incident, the people behind got the news and notified the black workshop as soon as possible, which led to them rushing to the black workshop. The warehouse where the black workshop was located was directly bombed, and the unidentified The corpse also committed suicide in front of them.

  Then, is it easy to find out this ghost?

   Difficult!

  There are too many internal personnel involved: branch police officers, inquiries about the surrounding area, family, relatives and friends of the director of the playground, people from the forensic department, and the rest of the branch

  In this kind of case, if you want to investigate all the leaks, the most critical point is to find out the source and sale of those drugs.

   These figured out.

After   , things will be solved easily!

   Now, we need to figure out the identity of the headless body.

  The head of the headless corpse, because it was crushed and dragged by the wheels, apart from tooth wear, hair color, etc., it can only be determined that it is an elderly person, and the exact identity cannot be determined immediately.

  Everyone had to get together and read the letter that Holz found on the old man's chest.

   According to the content of the letter.

  The old man claimed that he was Vienna.

  Because of greed, I got some cheap flour from some small traders and fused it into some ceramic toys. As a result, the ceramics were stolen by thieves before they were decomposed and sold out.

   According to the surveillance information, Vienna found the thief's home as soon as possible.

  He originally just wanted to get back what he had stolen.

   Didn't expect the thief's children, so they drove them away with guns.

Without any choice.

  He killed the other party through secret calculations.

   After the fact.

  Vienna expressed that he was uneasy, and returned to the scene of the case, only to see that the police had found the body. In panic, he finally chose to commit suicide to make amends

   In general.

   This is a 'self-surrender' book!

  As long as it is confirmed that the headless body is Vienna himself, the handwriting of the letter can also pass the identification and approval of the police handwriting identification experts.

  Then the previous case of the thief being exterminated, Dean can start writing the closing report.

Um..

  Bai Jian's case and contributions are very fragrant.

  Dean watched everyone discussing the content of the letter, playing with bullets unconsciously with his fingers.

   This letter.

   is actually a step for them, these detectives.

  Considering the United States, they are used to 'flour'.

  In reality, out of ten police detectives, facing this kind of 'step', nine would choose to directly get credit instead of risking the risk and continue the investigation.

  The remaining one, may insist on investigating.

  Finally, his superiors thought he was too busy, his colleagues thought he was out of his mind, and the drug dealers thought he was ignorant, so they chose some warning methods. The police detective was pressured by his family, colleagues, and superiors, so he had no choice but to compromise.

   This is the realistic script.

   Too bad the group met Dean.

  Dean is not the protagonist of the movie, and he doesn't care about justice in others.

   As a qualified mature man.

   Credit, he wants it!

   The experience value of the panel must not be less!

   "With this letter, wouldn't the case of extermination that we saw before be closed directly?", the bald Hawke touched his shiny head due to the burning heat, and said in a relaxed tone.

  Holtz nodded: "As long as you can confirm that the deceased is Vienna, find the criminal tools mentioned in his letter, and confirm the handwriting of the letter, then you can do so."

  Hawk grinned.

   Sure enough, being by Dean's side would bring good luck.

  Maybe after a year or two, I can really sit in an independent office in the branch office.

   Beside them.

  Harry held a cigarette in his hand and frowned slightly.

  Caro's cold eyes looked at this confused companion suspiciously: "Harry, aren't you happy that this case was easily closed?"

   As a newcomer.

  Cracking the case quickly means that the regularization will be accelerated and the bonus will increase.

   This is a good thing!

  Harry shook his head: "I can't say it, but it feels too relaxed, as if someone gave me the credit, which gave me the illusion of being led by the nose."

As he spoke, he looked at Dean, who had been silent all this time: "Boss, you are quiet tonight like a nun who saw a priest for the first time, unable to separate her legs, unable to open her mouth, we need your next instructions. "

  Dean rolled his eyes: "Since the case is solved, of course it's off work. The body will be taken away by the forensics department. Carol, follow up. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow. As for Harry..."

  He sneered and pointed to his car: "Dude, please clean the inside and outside of the car. I don't want to have to drive a **** car to and from get off work tomorrow."

  Harry's eyes widened: "But it's early morning!"

  Dean stared: "Yes, so you have to deal with this matter all night tonight."

  He quickly lowered his head and said nonuo: "Okay, then can I ask for a day off tomorrow?"

"If you want to ask for leave today, you will want to miss work tomorrow, so I can't let you down." Dean tapped Harry on the shoulder: "Come on, Harry, you will know the sun at four o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles, What is misfortune coming out of your mouth!"

   Watching everyone leave one by one.

  Harry was holding the car keys, wanting to cry but not crying.

  Dean is nearly 1.9 meters tall, why is he so small? ? ?

   the next day.

  The office is even more deserted.

  Carol was familiar with some report templates under Daisy's guidance.

  Dean put his feet on the desk and looked at the book leisurely.

   This is a miscellaneous book with many anecdotes and anecdotes.

  Dean was not interested in this kind of book.

  In the end, he pushed the book boss and told him that the first page of this book is about a man who grew two big testicles weighing forty to fifty pounds.

  Dean bought the book.

   No man would pretend not to be interested in this kind of thing!

   We are fascinated by looking.

  Daisy held a cup of coffee and put it in front of Dean: "Dean, I didn't expect you to be a soft-spoken person. This has changed my impression of you."

   She saw that Harry wasn't here today, so she asked Carlo, only to find out that Dean was cautious yesterday and asked Harry to go to the car wash after handling the case all night, and refused to ask for leave.

   As a result, Harry didn't come today.

   Apparently, Dean was just lip service, not that bad.

  How do you know.

  Dean picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said with a smile, "How do you know Harry isn't busy right now?"

  The source of the 'flour' of the black workshop has not been figured out yet!

  Daisy still wants to ask.

  jingle bell~

  The phone on Dean's desk rang.

  The two looked at the phone at the same time.

   As a detective.

  Dean's independent office is equipped with a landline, which is really not a big deal in the wealthy Los Angeles. The only problem is that this landline is ringing for the first time.

   "Your landline has been recorded in the internal system of the police station. It may be someone from the administrative department. They sometimes conduct case follow-up inquiries."

"maybe."

  Dean picked up the landline without panic or dissatisfaction.

  Although Daisy wrote the closing reports of each case, he had read them all and kept them in his mind, so he was not worried about making a fool of himself.

   Unexpectedly.

   On the other end of the phone, it was actually Eve: "Dean, do you want to eat fish?"

   It's been a bit of a mess recently.

   Some typos pointed out by the brothers have not been corrected, rewarded, and no statistics have been made. What is still owed has been added, and only the monthly ticket for this month has been added.

  The dog thief will deal with it as soon as possible.

Good night.

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