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

got out of the car.

Looking at the detached 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 detectives 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 looked surprised. According to Neil, Mars had the opportunity to live in this house only after she came back.

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

Dean hadn't heard Marth say that.

He shut his mouth and said no more.

The villa has three floors.

Mars lived on the third floor.

The two took the elevator to Mas's room.

The room was large but appeared to be 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.

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

Opposite the bookshelf is a large pile of video tapes and a projector.

Neil 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 Nell leave before walking to the pile of things.

Here are some files.

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

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

pity.

Mas has no chance!

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

There is not much content on the letter paper:

Dean, remember our original promise?

You are my best brother!

As 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 forensic department in Los Angeles and collected some information about your father's death.

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

There is something wrong with the death report from the medical examiner!

I want to go to the forensic doctor.

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

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 never told you about this.

But, Dean!

You are in luck!

I met him!

He's in Las Vegas!

I've got a handle on his situation.

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

Ha ha.

I seem to have seen how excited you are.

It's a big surprise, right? ——

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 bloody photo.

The protagonist in the photo is Dean's father.

He lay on his back on the cold autopsy table, with eight tiny bullet holes on his back, dense and deadly!

See what the bullet holes look like.

Dean's pupils shrank slightly.

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

On the surface of a gunshot wound, depending on the type of bullet and the flight distance, the wound will appear in a different state.

Dean had handled many corpses in his previous life and was familiar with them.

According to the information presented in the photo.

A picture immediately appeared in Dean's mind: the unknown gunman stood behind his father, no more than five meters away, and fired eight shots in a row while he was unprepared.

The opponent's purpose is to kill.

Such a close 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.

Ma Si 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.

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

The door was left open.

Neil knocked on the door on purpose to remind her that she cared about his privacy.

This is a very well-educated good girl.

"Thanks."

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

The coolness enters the stomach.

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

Huh~

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 has been up to lately?"

Neil 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 for his accident, I wouldn't come to his room."

She seemed to think of something, and 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 investigated recently?"

After speaking, Neil turned her gaze to the portfolios behind Dean.

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

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 we are not in a safe situation now!"

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

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

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

"Take me to see the dead body of Mas!"

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

This is a necessary procedure.

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 eyes, 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.