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

Forensics Department Mortuary.

Holz is telling the three of Dean about the autopsy results:

"The deceased was a female, aged between 30 and 32. She died about a month ago. There were strangle marks on the hands of the deceased. A total of 37 non-fatal wounds were found on her body. The murder weapon was suspected to be pokers. The murderer watched her bleed to death."

"Can you confirm your identity?" Dean frowned.

The corpse was badly decomposed.

The deceased's parents probably wouldn't recognize him when they came.

Holz shook his head: "DNA extraction is not that simple. Although we collected some hair in villa No. 76, the living area of ​​Sean's wife and daughter, but there was not enough DNA extracted from it. The only sample that can be determined at present, It's Sean himself."

Although Sean is of German origin, it is unlikely that he and his wife are German orthopedists, so there is currently no way to determine that the corpse is Sean's wife.

This result undoubtedly disappointed the three of Dean.

I'm so happy.

Lawrence was still unwilling: "Holtz, don't tell me, we found this corpse, but we didn't get anything?"

Holz shrugged: "There is still something to gain. We extracted the murderer's fingerprints on the baseball bat that killed Sean. It was a fool. Although there were traces of wiping, when he hit Sean hard, Too much force, resulting in fingerprints not completely wiped clean."

Hearing this, the three of them looked happy.

Wouldn't it be possible to determine whether the helper Marcus was the murderer?

Holz poured cold water on it again: "After extracting the fingerprints, I compared Markas's fingerprints for the first time, and the results couldn't match, so Sean shouldn't be the one who killed him."

"FK!" Lawrence's face twitched: "Holtz, you make me want to beat you up!"

Dean couldn't help but squeezed his fist.

This is a bit cheesy.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said: "Since it's not Markas, then there must be someone else. The traces of the warehouse are well preserved, and there are still murder weapons. We can analyze the blood stains and roughly estimate the murderer's height. In addition, I noticed that there are A lot of cameras, maybe the surveillance captured the appearance of the murderer."

Lawrence rolled his eyes: "Dude, I watched the surveillance yesterday, and their records from half a month ago have been overwritten by new videos."

Now storage technology is not so developed.

It is not bad that the warehouse can keep the monitoring data within half a month.

Dean interrupted the two: "Guys, no matter what, the suspicion of Markas has not been cleared. The person who leased the warehouse used his identity information. Maybe he is just one of the murderers, but the person who shot it was not he."

It is necessary for them to interrogate Marcus again!

"Let me do it this time!" Lawrence pinched his fingers and made a loud noise.

Dean ignored Lawrence, but looked at Holtz: "Holtz, have you checked the deceased's teeth and lower body?"

Americans like to eat sweets, so many people's dental condition is not very good, and as long as they have undergone treatment, they will leave records and files in the clinic.

If you have implanted teeth, you can quickly identify the identity of the corpse through the number on the 'implant'.

"Of course I checked!" Holz was very dissatisfied with Dean's questioning of his professionalism: "The deceased's teeth are in good condition, and there are no traces of repairing implants. In addition, I checked the deceased's lower body and found no traces of violation. Even if there were, so For a long time, it is impossible to retain the genetic material!"

"I mean, is there an IUD in the deceased's body?" Dean said in a serious tone!

In other respects, he may not be as professional as Holz.

But what about women, huh!

In Dean's previous life, the only way to vent his dark emotions was the 'live gills' exercise.

The women he's 'pa'ed to are more than 30 countries and thousands of people, and he knows these women very well.

Women in North America and Western Europe are relatively open.

It's okay to be young.

Older people, in order to take care of the "happiness" of the other half and enjoy the most intimate contact, may be on birth control rings.

Those women who are promiscuous in their private lives or engaged in the "temporary love" industry are more likely to use birth control rings.

And each birth control ring has its own number!

"Birth control ring", Holz's face changed slightly: "I'll go see it now!"

He missed it.

While Holz was busy.

Dean then said to Lawrence: "Lawrence, go and interrogate Marcus again. Whether it's threats or other means, as long as you don't kill him, you must find out why his information appears in the rental company!"

"No problem!" Lawrence grinned grimly.

"As for Harry, go to the deputy team and see if they have finished analyzing the villa's blood stains. If they are done, let them go to the warehouse and tell him what we found!"

Although Harry was not used to Dean's assignment, he saw that Lawrence had no objection, so he didn't say anything.

I have a good impression of Dean, which reduces his resistance.

After the two left.

Dean lit a cigarette and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Although there are many clues at present, they lack a clear direction.

He now has three suspects.

The first suspect is undoubtedly Markas lying in the hospital. Many evidence points to him.

The second one is Hutu, Sean's former boss.

This guy has the ability and motivation to commit crimes, and considering that the customers of that remote warehouse are basically machinery companies, so his suspicion is not small.

The third one, the Sean family!

That's right!

Dean still doubted the Sean family in his heart.

All of this stems from the photo in that photo frame and that line of writing.

He vaguely felt that there was a story hidden in it.

"Oh, My God!"

Holz's exclamation came from the morgue, interrupting Dean's thoughts.

Through the glass, Dean saw Holz's raised hand, a small round ring stained with dark brown body fluid, which was particularly conspicuous under the light.

the other side.

Lawrence came to the hospital angrily.

Marcus is recovering well.

He didn't know that bad luck was about to come, and he was lying leisurely on the hospital bed, watching cartoons of cat and mouse, laughing from time to time.

Sudden.

bang~

The door of the ward was pushed open vigorously.

next moment,

Marcus met the last person he wanted to see.

"What are you doing here again?"

"Of course I came to see you and have a good chat with you about the things you lied to us!"

Lawrence grinned, closed the door first, and then amplified the sound of the TV under Marcus' horrified gaze.

Marcus, an old fritter who went in often, knew immediately what was going to happen next.

He panicked: "Don't act recklessly, I will call you and apply for an injury test!!!"

"Injury?"

Lawrence put a cup of milk tea and a plate of thin needles in front of Marcus: "Is it against the law to drink milk tea and acupuncture?"

He also intimately introduced to Marcus:

"This is a thin needle I found specially. When you prick your fingers and toes, it will make you breathless. The key is that the wound is small. If you do an injury test, I will be fined at most."

Marcus looked at the thin needles, his voice trembling: "What the hell do you want!"

Lawrence did not answer, but pointed to the milk tea on the side, and continued to introduce:

"If you resist acupuncture and still lie, then congratulations, I will reward you with a cup of milk tea."

"This is a special hair silk milk tea, after drinking it, the broken hair inside will pierce from your esophagus to the intestine, allowing you to enjoy the joy of being pricked by countless needles inside.

Anyway, if you are in the hospital, you don’t have to worry about dying in pain. Even if you die in pain, I will consider humanitarian considerations and help you, a murderer who committed suicide in fear of crime, apply for free cremation. "

have to say.

Those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black.

Following Dean, Lawrence's intentions and hands are also black.

Just listen to the description.

Marcus's face was pale from fright.

His voice was full of tears: "FK, I never lied to you, what do you want to know, tell me!!!"

Just when Lawrence tortured Marcus to vent his anger.

Holz also used the serial number on the birth control ring to find out the identity of the female corpse!

If you want to post a picture of the birth control ring, think about it or forget it.