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

The terminus for the Los Angeles Greyhound bus.

A black police officer, leaning against the wall, chatted and laughed with two scantily clad women, while scanning the surrounding streets impatiently from the corner of his eye.

He was comfortable fishing today.

As a result, a phone call came from the police department, causing him to run to this remote ghost place again.

If it wasn't for his good luck, he met two mature women who still have charm and chatted up with him very enthusiastically, he would have scolded his mother a long time ago

at this time.

The cell phone of the black police officer rang.

He took it out and saw that it was the number that made him feel a little uncomfortable: "Hey, buddy, where are you, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Sorry, I went around first, if possible, can you invite the two women around you to come to the fast food restaurant together, I want to chat with them."

The black police officer glanced at the two 'mature women' beside him, whistled, and showed a wretched smile: "Okay, buddy, since you and I have similar tastes, I forgive you, it's the chicken legs on the corner Fast food?"

".right!"

hang up the phone.

Inside a chicken leg fast food restaurant.

Dean looked at the small used umbrella in the bag in front of him and tapped on the table.

Howard was on the phone with his mother when he was attacked.

after.

He lost touch.

Howard's mother chose to call the police.

But it's a pity.

Near the station, the police found neither the witness nor the place where the other party was attacked, let alone his mobile phone or other items.

The purpose of Dean's visit this time is simple.

Find out where Howard was attacked!

In the absence of clues, it is not easy to determine where a person was attacked in such a large area.

And what Howard told his mother may not necessarily be true.

This needs to be put into the minds of both the murderer and the victim.

First, Howard arrived at eight o'clock in the evening, why was he still here at ten o'clock in the evening?

Second, how did the murderer know the exact itinerary of Howard? How did he determine Howard's route in such a mixed transfer station, and finally make a sneak attack?

Thirdly, what is the most suitable place for a sneak attack and unobtrusively transfer Howard's not-so-light body?

After looking around, Dean found a useful clue.

He found several used small umbrellas in the alley behind the fast food restaurant.

The model of the small umbrella is the same brand as the small umbrella that Howard was wearing back then.

Selling hue through money.

Dean learned a very important piece of information from the female salesperson of the fast food restaurant:

In the past two years, a group of elderly wandering warblers have come here, specializing in the fast food business for passengers who have just got off the bus.

In order to save money, some customers will make quick decisions in some alleys.

Key point: getting old!

From a psychological point of view.

Howard's single-parent family who lacked fatherly love since he was a child, after experiencing a tragic childhood, and only his mother around him has been accompanying and encouraging him to grow up, will make him have a special Oedipus complex in his heart.

adulthood.

Howard may not show this kind of affection to his mother because of ethics.

But with this and other known information.

Dean made a reasonable reasoning about Howard's experience after getting off the bus:

Howard was away from his mother for a long time because of going to college.

This time, he took advantage of Deren's parole hearing and took a long vacation with the school, planning to combine it with the winter vacation to go home and spend time with his mother.

In his heart at this moment, he must be extremely looking forward to seeing his long-lost mother.

The result is at this time.

He passed by a small alley, and a 'mature woman' who fit his obsession, dressed coolly, waved to him, and said very gently: "Little handsome guy, come and play."

Which Oedipus boy can stand this kind of test?

The small volcano that had accumulated in Howard's heart for a long time erupted completely.

It was hearty.

Satisfied, Howard took the two collections and started the journey home again. At the same time, he called his mother.

result

As for whether Dean's speculation is reliable or not.

Just ask the two mature women approached by the black police officer.

Dean didn't wait long.

The black police officer led two mature women who looked charming from a distance but were full of inferior cosmetics up close.

Dean sat in the corner.

He beckoned to the three of them.

When the two women saw Dean, their eyes lit up: "Wow, your companion looks handsome, but I don't know if it tastes good enough."

"It's definitely not as long-lasting as mine!"

The black policeman curled his lips and made a low-pitched complaint before leading the two women over: "Hi, I'm Alido, and you're Detective Dean?"

"Yes." Dean took out a stack of loose bills and handed it to the black police officer: "Man, sorry for making you wait so long, go and order a hot chicken leg set meal, I need to share with these two Let's talk, ma'am."

This stack of loose bills adds up to one or two hundred dollars.

Forget about chicken legs.

It's enough for him to eat two younger 'fast food'.

A smile appeared on Xiao Hei's face immediately, and he took the money: "Okay, I will wait for you to finish your work, even if you and these two go to the back of the alley for a longer chat, I swear, I will wait for you."

As soon as the banknotes come out.

The two women looked at Dean more earnestly, wearing low-quality perfume, and wanted to sit around Dean.

Dean didn't want to get that pungent scent on his body, so he quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Two beautiful ladies, I'm a little short on time, can you answer some questions for me?"

As he spoke, he took out a stack of thicker loose notes from his pocket.

These nightingales naturally have a kind of repulsion towards the police officers, otherwise the police officers last time would not have really been unable to get any useful information.

Problems that can be solved with little money.

Dean didn't want to waste time.

Sure enough, for the two well-informed old nightingales, money was much more useful than Dean's handsome face.

They nodded cooperatively: "Ask."

"Have you ever seen this person?" Dean took out Howard's photo and handed it to the two of them.

The two took a look, their faces changed slightly, and they shook their heads hesitantly: "No."

"The life of soliciting passengers at the station is not easy.

Otherwise, you wouldn't come out to solicit customers in broad daylight with disgusted eyes.

Everyone is a low-level person, I don't want to embarrass you, so please don't take me for a fool, what do you think? "

The two looked at each other.

Among them, the older woman took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit it, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice:

"All right.

This man, four days ago, did patronize one of our sister's businesses.

He doesn't look very old, but he's a bit of an Oedipus, and when he's exercising, he pays my sisters to call him son.

Such customers are actually not rare.

But when he left, he took some of my sister's condoms and a bottle of lube as souvenirs.

Generally, such people prefer to take away our stockings.

This is convenient for them to savor carefully after they go back.

He acted very. special.

So after several patrolmen took his photo and questioned us, my sister told us about it. "

finished.

She also smiled: "I suspect that little guy, after taking those things away, will definitely be unable to resist taking the last step. After all, women of our age need the help of lubricating oil to enter the state."

Dean: "."

"I need to know when and where he left."

The woman glanced at the money on the table and shrugged: "I need to ask my sister, this money is not enough for the three of us to share."

"I don't have much patience." Dean threw the last loose cash on the table.

The woman took the money and handled things neatly.

Not long.

Dean got what he wanted.

Howard was indeed as he had guessed before, on the way home, he did not stand the test of these women in their forties and fifties.

Young people are thin-skinned.

Instead of the alleyway deal, he had the women take him back to their rental house.

Under the desire to accumulate.

Howard was tired from eight o'clock in the evening until after nine o'clock before he took some trophies and left staggeringly.

Led by two women.

Dean and the black police officers came near the rental house of these women.

These are all old apartments, and the outside of the apartment has the kind of external iron staircase that is worried that it will be disconnected at any time.

Dean thought about the way Howard had come home.

He has few friends.

At this point in time, he could either take a taxi, find a hotel to stay overnight, or call his mother to pick him up.

According to the inquiry record of Howard's mother after calling the police:

At that time, Howard only talked about his current location near the station, and talked about his vacation arrangements after returning.

Before the two of them talked about other things.

Howard's mother was unable to reach her son after hearing a harsh noise on the phone.

Substitute Howard's thinking.

He had just had sex with a woman who smelled of bad perfume for more than an hour, so he must also be contaminated with that smell.

So it is unlikely that Howard will ask his mother to pick him up.

He is more likely to plan to find a hotel for the night and go home the next day.

Follow this guess.

Dean eventually found some bloodstains that had been covered up by dust on a road to the hotel.

Bloodstains were found at corners of streets and alleys.

There are also footprints left by passers-by on it, and there is not much information that can be provided.

But Dean noticed that, close to the alley, a clear footprint was imprinted on the soft soil of the alley!

If these bloodstains were really left by Howard.

Then the attacker should have waited here for a while before giving Howard a hard blow on the right side of his head after he passed by!

After saying goodbye to black police officers.

Dean called Holz in the forensics department.

After three o'clock in the afternoon.

Holz rushed over with his two twin assistants and the familiar portable DNA testing box.

"Dean, you actually found the place where Howard was attacked!"

Holz was in disbelief.

After all, so many patrol officers from the sub-bureau did not find any clues. As a result, Dean only spent one morning to get all of these done.

Dean flicked the cigarette ash, and under the curious eyes of the twin sisters behind Holz, he said indifferently: "After all, I am Dean, well, buddy, let's make sure these bloodstains are not left by Howard."

Because they already had DNA samples from Howard.

Waited for ten minutes.

Holz raised his head: "It is basically certain that the blood was left by Howard, but after I go back, I need to use a more accurate machine to try again before I can issue a report."

"That's enough!" Dean waved at Holz.

"This should be the footprint left by the murderer.

He was leaning against the corner, waiting for Howard to come to the door.

Although I don't know why he can accurately know Howard's route.

But this footprint is a little different from ordinary footprints, like women's wide-soled high-heeled shoes, but the heel width is a bit large. "

Holz leaned over, looked at it, and nodded: "This shoe print is indeed not common, but we have experts in this field in the forensics department. I will extract the footprints and bring them back. I should be able to give you a result tomorrow. "

"Well, I hope it will be a good result." Dean nodded helplessly.

Just when he thought he didn't gain much today.

Robert's phone call gave him a surprise.

After drinking water, I was a little confused.

There should be another chapter later.

But my mind is spinning slowly, and I am not sure if I can come out before twelve o'clock. If it doesn't come out, I will add two more chapters tomorrow.