North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 34

  Chapter 34 Hospitalization

   "Get down, put your head in your hands!"

  The guards saw that their feet were white and red and sticky, and the hands holding the guns couldn't help shaking, and they were very nervous.

  Dean was speechless.

  My shoulders are swollen like this, hug your sister's head!

   "Get down, put your head in your hands!"

  The guards repeated the warning with excitement again!

  Dean hurriedly said: "Guys, don't be nervous. I am Detective Dean of the Fourth Squadron of the Looting and Homicide Division. The gun is on the ground and the ID is in my breast pocket."

   He was afraid that he would be slow to speak, and the magazine would be emptied by these rushing to the street.

   This is so **** **** up.

  The lead guard also noticed that Dean's pistol was thrown aside.

  He quickly stepped forward and kicked the pistol away, and then ignored Dean's swollen shoulders and leg joints, pressing his knees on Dean's upper body.

   Make sure Dean can't move.

  The lead guard put down his gun, took out his detective card from Dean's breast pocket, stepped aside, and rang the pager on his shoulder.

   "Call. Check the detective number OK, thank you."

   After confirming the identity.

  The lead guard threw the detective certificate in front of Dean, and said with a grim expression: "Detective Dean, can you explain why you killed the medical examiner Bill!"

  Dean was in the forensics department and shot dead a forensic doctor.

   This means their relapse!

  Dean shrugged his swollen shoulders: "Dude, there is surveillance here. Bill suddenly attacked me and wanted to kill me. I shot to protect myself."

   This is the territory of the forensics department.

  He has limited mobility now.

  Harry hasn't come yet.

  Dean would not be so stupid as to directly say that Bill was the murderer, let alone reveal the monitoring equipment he installed secretly.

  The lead guard wants to ask something else.

   "Dean, are you okay?"

   Before the Harrys arrived, the voice came first.

  The lead guard obviously knew Harry too.

  He walked to the gate and stopped Harry who wanted to come in: "Harry, a murder happened here, you can't come in now until the evidence collection is complete!"

   "Come, Hall, we are all our own."

  Harry had a hippie smile on his face, and while Hall wasn't paying attention, he shrank and rushed into the No. 3 morgue

  Harry was there.

  The guards of the forensics department were much more polite to Dean.

   Checked and monitored.

  It was confirmed that Bill took the initiative to attack and wanted to kill Dean, so Dean shot back.

   Even so.

   On the way to the hospital, the forensics department still sent two guards to 'guard' Dean's side. Meng En, the captain of the fourth squadron, also received a cordial greeting from the boss of the forensics department.

   This matter involved insider crimes.

   One and a half minutes, no end.

  Harry returned to the Fourth Squadron alone with the miniature recording sticker earphones that Dean hid under the iron table, ready to collect evidence.

Hospital.

  Dean looked at the white ceiling above his head, and his mind was empty.

   Have been checked by a doctor.

  His hands and feet were severely contused and congested, and the surrounding muscles were slightly torn. Under normal circumstances, he would not be able to move within half a month.

  Of course, his physique is good, and his recovery speed should be faster.

   "I hope these injuries won't affect my going to Mars' funeral." Dean twisted his body uncomfortably.

   Get Bill done though.

   But he was still a little depressed.

   It was a sure thing.

   As a result, he came to the hospital and was almost shot to death by Bill

   It's so embarrassing.

  Bill's sudden eruption and the strangulation technique restraining Dean are only part of the reason.

  The key is that Dean has brute force and responsiveness, but he is not good at close combat in his past and present lives.

   Before the physique is formed, this is a short board.

  Thinking.

  Boom boom boom~

  There was a knock on the door outside.

  Captain Meng, leading Harry, who was holding a bouquet, walked in.

   "Dude, this is the first time I've given flowers to a man. You're so lucky." Harry put the bouquet aside and frowned at Dean: "How are the nurses here?"

  Dean ignored Harry, who was full of women, and looked at Munn: "Captain, where is the forensic department?"

   "Dean, don't worry."

Munn spoke in a soft voice: "The evidence you provided is very important to our case. As for the killing of Bill, it is not important anymore. Not only does the forensic department not dare to blame you, but it has to ask us to help deal with the internal affairs investigation department. "

   "Internal Affairs Investigation Section?"

   Dean asked curiously.

  In the system, he still needs to understand a lot.

   "This is a very annoying department, more annoying than my mother's nagging." Harry interjected, with a bit of resentment in his voice.

  It turns out that the Internal Affairs Investigation Section belongs to the supervision department.

If there are (black) cops, bribery, crimes committed by (public) employees, complaints from the public, etc., the Internal Affairs Investigation Section can step in. Inquiry and investigation are like a rope hanging around the necks of various departments, and the power is not small. , Let all departments stay away.

  Bill is a senior forensic doctor, but he is the mastermind of a serial burglary murder case. The Internal Affairs Investigation Section will definitely intervene in the inquiry.

  The serial burglary and assassination cases received a lot of attention.

   Now it is approaching the change of ZF in the city.

  Those congressmen for approval ratings.

  Whether the boss of the forensics department will be used as a scapegoat to calm public opinion is hard to say.

  That's why Munn has such a good attitude towards Dean now.

   This is a great contribution!

"Dean, take care of your injuries in the hospital. I believe that when you recover, the case will be over." When Munn left, he helped him press the pillow very kindly, and his attitude was the same as the two talked for the first time. At that time, it was a world of difference.

   After the two left.

  Dean immediately called Masi's sister Neil.

  Mas's funeral, just three days later.

  In his current state, it is okay to attend Masi's funeral, but it is a bit inconvenient to preside over the funeral.

   This is also a helpless move.

  Nile didn't blame him, she said that a special pastor would be in charge of the funeral, and told him to recuperate well. If it's really inconvenient, she can wait for the injury to recover before going to Mas's cemetery to bid farewell.

   Hang up Neil's phone.

  Dean thought for a while, but didn't call his mother Sheila to say that he was injured.

  The last time he went back, he didn't say that he was going to move back. His mother Sheila also knew that he was busy with a case recently, so she thought he was still living in a rental house, so she had no doubts.

   Finish these chores.

  Dean was bored in a daze, waiting for good news from Lawrence.

  This case is already very clear.

  Bill is the planner, and another unknown Katz is the executor. The two frantically treated the massacre as a game.

  Now Bill was shot in the head by him, no threat.

  As long as Bill leaves clues at home.

   Katz probably won't be able to escape.

  The only thing that makes Dean a little uneasy is the conversation between the two.

  Bill's code name is Butcher.

  The first sentence he and Katz said was 'this game is over'!

  This is not a good sign!

  The next day, early in the morning.

  Dean was still asleep, Lawrence did not bring good news, but instead brought a stranger to the ward and woke him up.

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)

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