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

Since the establishment of the Fourth Squadron of the Looting and Homicide Department half a year ago, it was the first time for everyone to see Captain Meng lose his temper.

Old Hunter looked worriedly at the crowd below.

This is a serious incident of dereliction of duty.

Leakers will be fired 100% and leave a very bad file.

This is not a good thing.

In the fourth squadron, there are only five or six people in total, including two rookies, Dean and Robert, going to the front line.

Remove one more.

In terms of manpower, the pressure will be great.

Everyone in the audience had different expressions.

Lawrence looked worried and troubled.

Harry, who has always been active, travels far and wide.

Newcomer Robert fidgets.

Phoebe next to Robert lowered her head uncharacteristically.

Even a fool can guess who the leaker is with just one glance.

Just when Munn focused his attention on Phoebe, Dean pressed Lawrence who wanted to stand up, and stood up by himself.

Everyone heard the movement and looked at Dean.

Mu En frowned: "Dean, don't tell me, you leaked the secret!"

He is not blind!

"Of course it's not me." Dean said sternly: "But it certainly won't be my colleague, the captain, who knows the details of the case. Apart from us, there are also people from the forensics department. In addition, the murderer knows those details better than us. , why not them?"

As soon as the words came out.

The atmosphere in the conference room was suddenly different.

Lawrence's face relaxed.

Yes!

Why not them?

He quickly echoed: "Captain, what Dean said makes sense! Wolfe about the murder of his wife in the hotel saw detailed reports on the Internet. I suspect that these were leaked on purpose by the murderer."

The deputy team also nodded, and added: "The previous report call was probably initiated by the murderer, as if to tell us: Look, you bunch of donkeys, I cheated you.

A simple crime can no longer satisfy a murderer.

So I think the details of the case are likely to be leaked by the murderer on his own initiative. "

There was a moment of silence.

Meng En put the glasses back on again, nodded and said: "It makes sense, I will report the guess."

He just needs a passable step, and by the way, knocks the people below.

As for the truth, Meng En didn't care.

"Okay, let's talk about the case again."

Munn stretched out three fingers: "Guys, three days, we still have three days, when there is no result, the case will be transferred to the first squadron.

As for us, we need to pray that the first squadron can catch the murderer.

Otherwise, the Fourth Squadron would be a scapegoat to appease the pressure of the people and be thrown out. "

After finishing speaking, Munn turned and left the meeting room.

Looking at the back of Meng En pushing the door and leaving, the atmosphere that everyone had just eased up became dignified again.

Old Hunter quickly slapped his hands and cheered everyone up: "Three days is enough time, the murderer is so arrogant, he will definitely continue to attack, do you have any good suggestions?"

Daisy raised her hand excitedly: "I, the murderer will continue to shoot, and must choose a target. I will continue to go to Sam's Supermarket at night."

"Okay, okay, I'll let Robert protect you."

Daisy glanced at Robert with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

Robert also said: "Deputy team, although the short suspect is dead, he will definitely not appear at the scene of the crime for no reason. We may be able to find information about the murderer through his line."

"Yes, as long as the murderer contacts him, he will definitely leave clues. Phoebe, I need you to investigate all the communication information of the suspect's life, and urge the forensics department to release the autopsy results as soon as possible."

Old Hunter looked at Lawrence: "Lawrence, you and Dean performed well in the hotel murder case, what good idea do you have now?"

Lawrence waved his hand: "I don't have a good idea, but I feel that the murderer may be in reality, with low self-esteem, may have been hurt by love, knows some knowledge of medicine, and clearly knows our methods. If you have doubts, you can follow this mentality Write it down and think about it."

"Oh, buddy, do you still know how to write psychological tests?" Harry looked at Lawrence with an exaggerated expression, which caused Daisy to laugh out loud, breaking away the somewhat depressing atmosphere in the conference room.

Phoebe, who had been silent all this time, also smiled and said, "Harry, don't you know that Lawrence's ex-wife is a psychiatrist and also a criminal psychology consultant for the Las Vegas Police Department."

Harry opened his mouth wide: "Find a psychiatrist as his wife"

Young man, you are very brave!

"If you don't want to eat Texas Iron Fist, just shut your mouth!" Lawrence clenched his fists loudly, scaring Harry to make a zipper on his mouth.

Only then did Dean know that Lawrence was a redneck and the ex-wife of a psychiatrist.

No wonder he knows how to deduce criminal psychology.

Hears and sees every day, and feels the VIP service that his ex-wife treats criminals and patients, can you not understand?

Old Hunter looked at the crowd who had recovered their morale with satisfaction.

He looked at Dean, who was sitting at the back: "Dean, do you have any good suggestions and ideas, what you just said is very good."

Dean knocked on the table: "Have you guys thought about one thing?"

"What?"

"Common traits of victims!"

Dean got up, and under Lawrence's surprised gaze, he walked to the place that originally belonged to Munn, pulled the drawing board, and wrote the names of the first three victims on it.

"These three people, apart from being tall and beautiful, are not in very good financial conditions. According to the previous understanding of the people around them, the private lives of the three victims are very simple, there is no chaotic communication, and they all have fitness. very self-disciplined.”

"Isn't this normal? Self-discipline is just because they love life." Daisy interrupted Dean, pointing to herself: "Do you think that a beautiful lady's private life must be chaotic?"

"Then why not a bargaining chip?" Dean asked rhetorically.

He looked at the men in the conference room: "Guys, if a woman who is beautiful, has a good figure, is self-disciplined, and has a good reputation among friends and colleagues around her, suddenly has an intersection with you, will you be so kind?" Will you be moved, or even fall?"

Don't wait for everyone's answer.

Dean wrote Ross Gym behind the three names and connected them with lines:

"Lawrence and I found out that the victim had towels from the gym in his home.

Through investigation.

All three victims were members of the gym.

The towel fibers found in their mouths were exactly the same as the towels issued by the gym.

What's interesting is the location.

Ruosi gym is more than seven kilometers away from the residences of the three victims, and the consumption is not low, which is not a small burden for them.

There are obviously more cost-effective gyms around.

Guess why they go there? "

"Fishing for a winner."

Lawrence learned and used what Dean told him before, and took it out: "A self-disciplined man will not be too poor in his grades, and the high consumption of the gym has raised a certain threshold, and he took the initiative to help the victims screen out the prey. "

"Is there such a good place?" Harry swallowed.

Go to Roth's Gym and pretend.

Didn't that high-quality girl take the initiative to pounce on her?

Robert, who is also a newcomer, was a little apprehensive: "Dean, since you found these clues, why didn't you tell them before?"

Dean shook his finger: "Every clue is in one direction. Since everyone is focusing on Sam's Supermarket, I'm not sure if there are any clues in the gym. Naturally, it's hard to tell you to distract you."

"Dean, do you mean that you found new clues?" Old Hunter's eyes lit up.

"almost."

Dean didn't have enough to say.

"In this case, let Lawrence cooperate with you. If necessary, you can call us for help. Let's end the meeting!"

Old Hunter gave Dean power.

out of the conference room.

Lawrence pulled Dean aside and said seriously, "Dean, I owe you a favor!"

Dean frowned: "Because of Phoebe?"

"you know?"

"Nonsense, everyone can see it."

When Dean was surveying the third victim's residence, he guessed that Phoebe stayed behind to give an interview secretly.

purpose?

Just look at Phoebe's desk, which is covered with big pictures of celebrities and gossip.

This is a girl who yearns for gossip in the entertainment industry.

Lawrence: ". Anyway, thank you."

Phoebe quietly appeared behind the two: "What are you talking about!"

Lawrence was taken aback.

Dean put his arms around the frightened Lawrence: "We were discussing, Phoebe, do you like a fierce red neck!"

Ah~

Lawrence became a penguin with its head bowed in embarrassment.

Phoebe glanced at Lawrence in confusion, pretending not to hear what Dean said: "Thank you just now, Dean, I almost thought I was going to be fired."

Oh shit.

Dean looked at Lawrence pitifully, and said loudly, "Phoebe, you don't need to be so polite, we are our own people!"

"Well, my own!"

Phoebe nodded heavily, said no more, turned and left.

After buying people's hearts.

Dean patted the autistic Lawrence: "Dude, don't think about Phoebe, you are not her type, let's go, we are going to catch big fish."

"You shouldn't be talking nonsense," Lawrence complained.

He felt that Dean had ruined his fantasy.

Dean couldn't get used to him, and threatened: "Lawrence, if you keep inking, I'll fuck Phoebe and make you watch us every day!"

FK!

Lawrence gave Dean the middle finger and chased after him.

He didn't realize it.

Before I knew it, I had switched places with Dean.

Dean, a rookie, has become the leader!

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