North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 344

  Chapter 344 Diary Document

   "I went to see Jed in the hospital today, I didn't recognize him, God, he's only three years older than me, but now he looks like a little old man in his sixties."

   "Jed's strange disease is getting worse.

  The skin of his whole body was rotten, and he was mummified and brought back home.

  That scene, I will never forget it in my life. "

   "Jed's condition is getting worse, he is lying on the bed, like a corpse, if it is not for Jed's wife is very beautiful, I really don't want to come to his house at this time.

   Hope this guy gets out of torture soon.

  I swear to God I will take good care of his wife! "

   "I have nothing to do today, I deliberately found an excuse to help Jade's wife tidy up their house.

   This guy actually has a lot of interesting magazines hidden.

   But these will all be mine in the future. "

   "Jed is dead.

  Thank God I took a comforting opportunity to discuss the origin of life with Jed's grieving wife in the kitchen of Jed's home.

  The academic research this time was very intense, and it also made me very tired.

  Jade's wife is a very learned lady.

  Her eloquence is very good, which makes me a little overwhelmed. "

"what is happening!!

   Is Jed's strange disease contagious?

  A group of serious-looking guys came to Jed's house.

  They interrupted my academic research discussions with Jed's wife and stayed at Jed's house for a long time with some instruments.

   Those people also specifically asked about the places Jed had been to before his death.

  I'm curious about why this guy Jed became what he is now.

  Infectious disease?

   But these guys are not wearing protective clothing, I must be thinking too much.

when it is time to leave.

   They also took Jed's body.

   I don't know if it's an illusion.

  I felt the way they looked at me and Jade's wife with pity.

   Those **** must be jealous of me and Jed's wife. "

   "Jed's body was taken to nowhere, and Jed's wife was unwilling to tell me.

  Jed was relatively withdrawn at school, and not many friends attended his funeral. I really don't know how he chased Sia back then, but Sia is mine now. "

   "I don't know what's going on, after attending Jed's funeral, I feel a little tired, an indescribable tiredness, God, it must be because of my frequent academic discussions with Siya."

   "I want to rest for two days, Xi Ya disagrees.

   She seemed to be stimulated by something. After attending Jed's funeral, she started to frantically ask me to discuss various research projects on the origin of life.

  Kitchen, toilet, balcony, bedroom, car, and even a small lawn downstairs.

   This is the first time I know that Sia works so **** her studies. Maybe she wants to use this kind of pleasant academic research to forget Jed, but my body seems to be unable to bear it.

**** it.

  My brother is so disappointing! "

   "Thank God, Sia said she was going on a business trip, and a black car picked her up, so I can finally breathe."

   "The first day Xi Ya left, I missed her.

  By the way, a new female assistant came to the college. As a senior, I should care more about the new colleague. "

   "Damn it, that guy Melly struck first.

   It's clearly greedy for someone's body, and you still say that you care about the daily life of your colleagues, it's despicable! "

   "Sia has been away for more than a month and hasn't come back yet.

   I lost touch with her.

   What makes me even worse is that I seem to be sick.

  I often feel dizzy recently and sometimes vomit.

   I get a lot more hair on the pillow every day.

  Looks like I've been taking a lot of rest recently. "

   "I finally know how Jed died.

  Those **** misled me!

  Why don't they block this place!

   I'm going to report them!

  I must make them pay! "

  In front of the computer, Daisy stared at the diaries with wide eyes.

  These diaries, according to the creation time of the text documents, can be determined to be two years ago.

  The question is, she understands all the words in the diary document, but why can't she understand it?

   Is academic discussion tiring?

   And how did Jed die?

   Annoying!

  I hate this kind of guy who doesn't talk straight and wants to let people experience it for themselves!

  Daisy did not give up, according to the name of Jed revealed in the diary, the time records of the diary text, and used the database of the Police Detective Bureau to search the death list, and finally found the deceased who met these two points.

  In Los Angeles County, there are three people named Jed who died two years ago.

   Two were killed in car accidents and one was shot.

  None is the end of life.

  These three people do not match the records of the deceased in the diary documents.

  Desyless, Daisy could only refocus her attention on the intruding IP.

   Based on IP address.

  The computer she hacked into was the community Dean went to.

  But there is a LAN similar to a campus, and there is no way to lock a personal IP address.

Without any choice.

  Daisy could only refocus on the diary documents.

  She read it several times, carefully figured out the hidden meaning behind those words, and finally gave up because of her own few brain cells.

   "These academics just talk around, and writing a diary is not easy to read!"

   Daisy muttered, took out her mobile phone, and was about to tell Dean and Lawrence what she had discovered.

at this time.

  Boom boom boom~

  The knock on the door suddenly sounded from outside the house.

  Daisy turned her head to look, only to find that the door of the office had been pushed open.

  Two expressionless men in suits strode into the office. After scanning around, they set their sights on Daisy who was still unclear about the situation.

  Daisy watched the two men swagger into their team's office, vaguely feeling uneasy: "You guys."

"arrive."

Lawrence pointed to a dilapidated small building outside the window: "This is the new office of Eden Consulting Company. This area was built with donations from alumni. It used to be used as welfare accommodation for those teachers, and now it is reserved for those students as a low-cost start-up office. The lease of the venue is considered a benefit.”

   "No wonder you're heading to your new address with such ease."

  Dean nodded, pushed the door and got out of the car.

  Compared to the previous community, this place is much more normal. You can see many young people talking and laughing, and there are many cars parked on the side of the road, but they don't look expensive, they are just means of transportation.

   According to the house number provided by the school.

   The two walked up to the third floor, and finally saw the signboard of Eden Consulting Company at the end.

   What surprised the two of them was.

   The door under the signboard is open.

   The two hurried over.

  Inside the room, a young man with a pale profile was lowering his head to write and draw on a board.

  Boom boom boom~

  Lawrence knocked on the door: "Excuse me, is this Eden Consulting Company?"

   Hear movement.

  The young man with a pale side face turned his head, looked at Dean and Dean unresponsively for a few seconds, and then nodded with dull eyes: "Yes, but the boss is not here. He hasn't been here for two or three days."

  Dean waved to Lawrence, walked in, looked down at the young man with thick bags under the eyes, who seemed to have not rested for a long time: "Are you an employee of this company?"

  The young man shook his head: "No, I am the owner of the software company next door, but I have no money to pay the rent of the school, so I can only borrow the office here."

   When talking about the boss, he smiled a little embarrassedly.

   "Do you know about Eden Consulting Company?"

   Dean continued to ask.

  The young man nodded first, and was about to say something, but the words stopped suddenly. The words turned around, and he looked at Lawrence behind Dean with some vigilance: "By the way, who are you?"

  Dean is okay. Lawrence, with two lumps protruding from his face, really doesn't look like a good person.

  Lawrence rolled his eyes, and took out his detective card from his pocket: "We are detectives from the Police Detective Bureau, and I want to know something from the boss of Eden Consulting Company."

  Although the young people don't know the authenticity of the certificates, but considering that this is the campus area, they don't think anyone will come here to mess around.

  So he breathed a sigh of relief:

   "Well, I do know a little about Eden Consulting.

  It is a personal company started by one of my seniors. Like me, there is only one person in the whole company. It is mainly responsible for helping new students, especially international students, with various consultation and help, so that they can adapt to campus life as soon as possible. "

   "Can you reach him?"

The young man hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "I can't get in touch, no one answered the phone, and I couldn't find anyone when I went to his residence, but my senior often disappears for a few days. If you are in a hurry, you can contact his family. The school should have the contact details of his family."

  How could his small movements escape Dean's sharp moves.

  Dean gave Lawrence a look.

  Lawrence immediately understood, and showed a ferocious smile of unknown meaning to the young man, walked to the door, and slammed the door shut under the young man's uneasy gaze.

   "What are you going to do?"

  The young man's expression changed, and he wanted to sit up from the sofa.

   In the end, I don't know whether he was too empty or sat for too long. As soon as he moved, his body sat back limply.

  The young man could only look at the two big men, Dean and Lawrence, in horror, and subconsciously blocked the clipboard in his hand against his chest, his little face full of helplessness.

  See the door is closed.

  Dean squeezed his fist, smiled at the frightened young man and said, "Do you know who we hate the most?"

  The young man probably encountered this kind of thing for the first time. He curled up into a lump and tremblingly said: "Mr. Detective, I am not a bad person. I have never done anything bad."

  Dean shook his head: "We don't hate bad people, we only hate people who lie to us, you are a top student, you should know that if you face police inquiries, deliberately concealing information about criminals is also a crime.

  You don't want to get a criminal record before you graduate, do you? "

  The young man immediately realized that his hesitation just now was spotted by the handsome police detective in front of him.

  While he was relieved, he put down the useless writing board and said with a bitter face, "Sorry, my senior knows some gangsters. I was worried that I would be retaliated afterwards, so I concealed some information."

  He originally thought that these police detectives would be bound by the law, but his black-hearted senior would not, so he concealed some information.

   Now it seems that these police detectives are not much better and can only accept their fate.

  Lawrence was impatient. Seeing the young man whimpering, he flicked his face, and said in a bad tone: "Stop talking nonsense, just talk!"

  The young man shrank his neck, resigned to his fate and said:

   "I didn't lie to you just now.

  That senior does often disappear for a few days, but I know what he did.

   This company's superficial business is to help those freshmen adapt to campus life, but the actual target group is those international students.

   Many international students don't understand many things after they come here.

  Especially those rich international students.

  They were in their own country before, and they were supervised by their elders. After coming here, they saw all kinds of new things, but no one supervised them, so it was easy for them to let themselves go.

  So the seniors will take these people to all kinds of fun.

   After those people are addicted to it, there will be many tricks waiting for those overseas students who are fat pigs studying abroad. "

   It may be that he slipped his mouth. The pale young man's lips became pale and lost their blood.

   "Tsk."

  Lawrence grinned: "Why do you know this so well?"

  The young man lowered his head: "Well, I took care of the senior's business because I made some money before, but I became obsessed with it. Now I owe him a lot of money, so I can only help him with things."

   "What business?"

   "Women, those foreign beauties who have studied abroad.

  The consumption here is not low, and those female international students who are not well-off are often tricked into taking part-time jobs after being squeezed out of their money.

  They are often infected with drugs, and when these fat pigs studying abroad can't get money from their families, the seniors will let them make money. This is no secret among us, but most ordinary students don't know it. "

   Disgust flashed in Lawrence's eyes: "A bunch of trash."

  Dean patted Lawrence on the shoulder, motioned him to step back, and then continued to ask the young man, "Dude, what is the concealed information?"

  The young man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the kind young police detective with some strangeness: "That's all."

  Dean smiled, and raised his palm violently.

   There was a crisp sound.

  The kidney deficiency face on the right side of the young man swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  He looked at Dean in horror.

  Dean grabbed his hair: "You still have a good face, you can continue to try to see if you can get away with it."

the other side.

  Amidst the discussion of a group of police officers, Daisy was put on a black hood, escorted into a black van, and disappeared on the street where the police station of the sub-bureau was located.

   "Is that Daisy?"

   "It should be her, but isn't she a clerk of the police department, why was she taken away?"

   "I don't know, but judging by the director's attitude, I'm afraid those two guys have different identities, maybe they belong to a special department that we don't know about."

Amidst the discussion among a group of police officers, a middle-aged black policewoman took out her mobile phone and dialed a number marked as a snack: "Harry, something happened. Someone just took Daisy away in front of many people in the police station." West. No, definitely not the FBI. Anyway, I have never seen the director so cautious in front of the FBI. Well, I get it, don't forget what you promised me.”

   Dean's side.

  He just asked for useful information and was about to take Lawrence to the next location, but the phone received a call from Harry: "What, Daisy was taken away?"

  (end of this chapter)

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