North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 8

  Chapter 8 Letters (Happy National Day)

   got out of the car.

  Looking at the single-family villa in front of him, Dean was a little surprised.

  In his memory, Ma Si's parents divorced early, Ma Si lived with his father, and his family was not rich.

  Do private investigators make so much money?

While leading the way, Neil introduced: "This is my mother's house. After I came back, my mother gave me the house. I thought the villa was too big, so I invited my brother to come and live with me. However, he often travels outside and rarely Come back, so many times, I live here alone."

   "Doesn't your mother like Mars?"

  Dean was surprised. Hearing what Neil meant, Mars had the opportunity to live in this house only after she came back.

  Nile shook her head sadly: "My brother and I are actually half-brothers."

   Dean has never heard Mars say this.

  He shut his mouth and stopped talking.

  The villa has three floors.

  Mas lives on the third floor.

  The two took the elevator and came to Mas's room.

  The room is large, but it looks messy.

  There are many old photos on the wall, and there is a writing board opposite the bed, with some mind map analysis that has not been wiped.

  Beside the writing board, there are several bookshelves stuffed with books.

   Opposite the bookshelf, there are a lot of video tapes and a projector.

  Nile pointed to a pile of things in the corner of the room: "Dean, these are the things my brother left for you, take a look, I'll get you a drink."

   "Ice water is fine, thank you."

  Dean nodded and watched Neil leave before walking to the pile of things.

   Here are some files.

   At the top of the file was a letter without a stamp, the recipient was Dean, and his phone number was left, and the address was his mother's residence.

  The letter has been sealed, just affix a stamp, and it can be mailed out.

pity.

  Mas has no chance!

  Dean took a deep breath, picked up the letter, and made sure that the envelope had not been opened before taking out the letter paper inside.

  There is not much content on the letter paper:

  Dean, remember our original promise?

   You are my best brother!

  I said, if there is a chance, I will help you pay attention to your father's affairs.

   Actually.

   After I had a certain network, I bought people from the Los Angeles Forensics Department and collected some information about your father's death.

  I discovered something strange through the photos of your father's corpse.

  There is a problem with the death report given by the forensic doctor!

  I want to go to the forensic doctor.

  But the forensic doctor who was in charge of your father's autopsy left his job and disappeared shortly after your father died.

   Your father's death is a big problem!

  I started a relationship, but I couldn't find the other party.

   I'm afraid you will be sad.

  I have never told you about this.

   But, Dean!

   You are in luck!

   I met him!

  He's in Las Vegas!

  I've got his situation under control.

   Dean, my best brother, I believe that by the time you get this letter, I have already dealt with the other party and found out the truth about your father's death.

Ha ha.

  I seem to have seen your excitement.

   It's a big surprise, isn't it? —

  Your good brother, Mas.

   After reading the letter, Dean was a little silent.

   There is a good brother in the predecessor!

  He put away the letter, knelt down, and checked other documents.

   These are all information about Dean's father, including his crime-solving style, interpersonal relationships, achievements in the police station, and the last case, some of the colleagues involved, forensic information, and a **** photo.

  The protagonist in the photo is Dean's father.

  He was lying on his back on the cold autopsy table, with eight small bullet holes behind him, dense and deadly!

  See how the bullet holes look.

   Dean's pupils shrunk.

  During the flight, due to factors such as high rotation, after the bullet hits the human body, it often presents a small entrance trauma, while the internal injury appears to be sputtering and tearing.

  The surface of the gunshot wound will show different states depending on the type of bullet and the flight distance.

  Dean has handled many corpses in his previous life and is very familiar with them.

  According to the information revealed in the photo.

  A picture immediately appeared in Dean's mind: the unknown gunman, standing behind his father, at a distance of no more than five meters, fired eight consecutive shots while he was unprepared

  The opponent's purpose is to kill.

  Such a short distance requires so many shots.

  Dean guessed that the gunman's marksmanship was terrible, and he knew his father!

   No wonder Maas said he found something strange.

Experienced forensic doctors, seeing such injuries, would guess that Dean's father was shot at close range, but the result given by the police was that Dean's father was killed. kill.

  Dean's memory of these is already a little fuzzy.

  Mas did not know how to get all these materials, but he must have spent a lot of effort!

  Dean found the information of the forensic doctor, remembered the appearance and information of the other party, and then stuffed the information back into the file bag.

at this time.

  Boom boom boom~

  Outside the door, there was a knock on the door.

  Nile stood at the door holding a glass of ice water: "Dean, here comes the water."

  The door is not closed.

  Nile knocked on the door, deliberately reminding her that she cared about his privacy.

   This is a very educated and good girl.

"Thanks."

  Dean got up, took the ice water, and drank it in one gulp.

   Coolness enters the stomach.

  Dean felt that the pores all over his body were stretched, and the dryness in his body dissipated.

  Hoo~

   In this weather, you have to drink a cold drink.

  Put down the water glass.

  Dean looked into Neil's eyes and said seriously: "Nier, do you know what Mas is busy with recently?"

  Nile shook her head: "Private detective is a profession that pays great attention to privacy. My brother never told me about it. If it wasn't because of his accident, I wouldn't come to his room."

   She seemed to think of something, with red and swollen eyes, she looked straight at Dean: "Dean, do you suspect that my brother's death is actually related to the case he recently investigated?"

   After speaking, Niall looked at the portfolios behind Dean.

  She didn't look at the files, and only called Dean because Dean's name, phone number, and address were written on the envelope.

  Dean shook his head: "Not necessarily, otherwise these materials will not be kept for you to give to me, but I still need to find out, if Mas died because of these materials, then the two of us are not in a safe situation now!"

  He wasn't sure whether Marth's death was due to contact with the forensic doctor.

   These need to be understood before a conclusion can be drawn.

  Nile said solemnly, "Dean, what do I need to do?"

   "Take me to the dead body of Mars!"

  After Maas was shot, his body was taken to the morgue of the forensics department by the Las Vegas police.

   This is a required program.

  Dean inquired about the address of the forensics department and took Neil there.

   not long.

  A square building appeared in front of the two of them.

  Dean parked the car and didn't get out of the car in a hurry. Instead, under Neil's astonished gaze, he took out an unnumbered M1911 from the car base and checked it carefully.

   So lonely~

cry.

   I wanted to get something delicious to comfort myself, but I didn't have the strength yet, it was limp, eh.

  (end of this chapter)

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