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

The Robbery and Murder Division has four squadrons, each corresponding to the jurisdiction of the four sub-bureaus.

The area that the No. 1 Squadron is in charge of is mainly several districts on the side of the Canyon Sub-bureau. On weekdays, there is a special detective team, which is delegated to the sub-bureau.

Dean and Harry went to the police station of the Canyon Division.

The Christmas holidays are over.

There are many more vehicles on the road.

But Dean's cool black Hummer absolutely sucks.

The Hummer H1 car was born out of military off-road vehicles. It is ugly, but it is easy to repair, sturdy and durable, and has strong adaptability to terrain.

corresponding.

The corresponding electronic equipment in the car is also less, and it is not as comfortable to sit as a coupe.

Even though it's a modified version, it's still the same.

But this car is very exciting.

On the side glass and the rear windshield, shooting holes were opened insanely. It is simply an exclusive custom-made pocket armored vehicle disguised as an off-road vehicle.

No wonder it's so expensive!

Dean doubts that even a military Hummer can beat his Hummer H1.

Harry was rather melancholy.

Hang out with Dean.

There are many credits, but it is easy to get used to pantothenic acid in the mouth.

"Dean, Lawrence and the others seem to be preparing to come back in early February, and the captain will probably let him bring in new recruits by then."

Harry gossiped bored.

Dean has been promoted to inspector, and he will definitely pull out a small team alone.

In this situation.

Fourth Squadron also needed expansion.

Dean nodded: "Lawrence has already called me and said that he has a surprise to tell us."

"surprise?"

"I guess he licked Phoebe."

Although Dean is not optimistic that the two will last long, he is still happy for Lawrence.

Harry's reaction was much more: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Phoebe is a dog. You may still have a possibility. Lawrence can play a pig butcher by putting on a leather skirt. Phoebe will never agree to his pursuit."

"This is called women's gap psychology. If one day you are disfigured, you will definitely not dislike the fat girl who pursues you."

Dean was a little emotional.

Lawrence can be regarded as an inspirational figure who licks the dog until the end.

Just don't know how long it will last.

now.

A white-haired middle-aged man from the police station of the Canyon Branch, stood on the balcony, staring at the traffic below in a daze.

"Inspector Leslie."

A petite but plump fair-haired beautiful woman in a police uniform interrupted his thoughts.

Leslie turned his head and looked at the new subordinate who joined him not long ago: "Podoria, what's the matter?"

The beautiful woman looked at Leslie affectionately: "Inspector, before I joined the No. 1 Squadron, I had been hearing about the deeds of Detective Dean, saying that he had uncovered many crimes in just over two months." Let’s start a big case, can I accompany you later?”

Hearing this, Leslie frowned slightly.

Bodolia is a rare police detective of Japanese descent, and at the same time the widow of his former colleague. He was more suitable for a clerical and administrative position, but he insisted on the front line.

Observed for many days.

Leslie always felt that her mind was not very pure.

Considering Podolia's two-year-old son.

Leslie thought that Podolia wanted to hook up with the newly promoted detective who had recently become famous, as if she had been hooking up with herself during this time.

Although he was disdainful, but thinking of the son of his former colleague, he sighed in his heart and nodded: "Then tell Yaer to let him follow Wang Shi and the others to handle another case."

Podolia was allowed, smiled and turned to leave.

ten o'clock in the morning.

Dean took Harry to the Canyon Police Station.

A white-haired middle-aged police officer with a petite beautiful woman received Dean: "Hello, Inspector Dean, I am Inspector Leslie of the No. 1 Squadron, and this is Detective Podolia. "

Harry looked at Podolia, who looked like a porcelain doll, and subconsciously sucked his saliva, causing Podolia to cover her mouth and chuckle.

Dean's eyes also brightened: "Are you Chinese?"

Podolia shook her head and said with a light smile, "I am of Japanese descent, and my parents are doing business here, so I immigrated with them. However, Detective Dean fits our aesthetics very well. He is a masculine and handsome guy."

"Little Sun Country." But Dean's eyes became more interested: "I like watching your action movies very much."

Podolia smiled without saying a word, but she looked at Dean with a look of fascination.

This Detective Dean seems to be a good strategy.

Leslie, who was ignored, withdrew her hand in embarrassment.

He knew that Dean did this on purpose, and he was not annoyed. After the three introduced themselves to each other, he reached out to Dean again: "I am."

"Inspector Leslie." Dean interrupted him directly, and said unceremoniously: "Since we all know each other, we are now going to the victim's side. Can you tell me what's going on?"

The so-called assessment, is it not to want to slap himself in the face.

That being the case, Dean also lazily played the role of hypocrisy, directly being tough, and then trampled this group of people under their feet to let them know what the difference is!

Leslie City Hall is good.

He naturally withdrew his hand again, and explained as he walked:

"The name of the deceased is Elena, a newly married housewife.

Her husband went back to his hometown, and when he came back the next day, he found his wife hanged from the chandelier, and there were obvious strangle marks on her hands.

The deceased husband suspected that someone had killed his wife, so he reported the case. "

The members of the other three squadrons wanted to use the case to see how deep Dean was.

It just so happened that a homicide occurred in the No. 1 Squadron.

That's why Leslie received Dean.

When the four arrived at the deceased's house in a Dean off-road vehicle, the police had already circled around the house, and there were crowds of onlookers outside.

The member of the forensic department who was greeted had already completed the preliminary investigation of clues, but did not move any items in the house.

got out of the car.

After Inspector Leslie greeted the patrolmen, he extended his hand to Dean: "Inspector Dean, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Podolia on the side also blinked a pair of foxy eyes, looking at Dean with some expectation.

"Don't bother, maybe we'll be in time for lunch later."

Dean led the way to the forensics department: "Guys, I'm Detective Dean, can you tell me where the deceased's husband is?"

Hear Dean.

A Mediterranean middle-aged subconsciously took two steps back, and then pointed at the decadent white man squatting outside the house smoking a cigarette.

He didn't even look as old as Dean, in his early twenties, and his face, which should have been beaming with newlywed joy, looked like a cracked junkie, surrounded by smoke, with red, bloodshot eyes.

Dean glanced at him without bothering him. After putting on his gloves and shoe covers, he looked at the door first, and after looking at the keyhole for a while, he entered the house.

This is a very ordinary bungalow with three bedrooms and two halls. The decoration is very new. It should not be long since I bought it. The market price is around 150,000 US dollars. The items in the house are very new, but they look a little messy and have been turned over.

In the living room.

A female corpse with wide-eyed eyes lying on its back in a large font.

Because the time of death was more than six hours, the hands of the woman's corpse could be clearly seen. There were strangle marks of restraint, and the strangle marks spread out, which meant that before the woman died, her hands had been bound for a long time, causing her to struggle violently.

A severed leather belt was wrapped around the neck of the female corpse, and her mouth was slightly opened. You could see a slight bruise on the inner wall of the mouth. The long tongue was sticking out, and some white foam was stuck to the corner of the mouth. When you sniffed it closely, you could smell the faint foul smell coming from the female corpse. taste.

Beside the female corpse was a kicked-off chair.

Dean squatted down and carefully looked at the dilated eyes of the female corpse.

On the surface of the eyeball, there are subtle spotting, which is one of the typical characteristics of asphyxiation death.

Pull off the strap.

Dean found that the belt was tight enough, and he already had the answer in his mind, but he still checked the strangle marks on the female corpse's neck.

The traces are depressed in the shape of an inner cone hanging.

This is a typical imprint left by hanging suicide.

However, because of the belt used by the female corpse, she struggled a little bit to die, which even caused her to lose control of her sphincter, suffocating excrement and urine, and her death was very shameful.

"Dean, I feel like something is missing here. What do you gain here?"

"The female corpse committed suicide, but before committing suicide, she should have been bound hands and feet, stuffed in her mouth, and violated for a long time."

Harry is not stupid.

He immediately reacted: "Dean, are you suspicious that someone broke into the house, found the deceased, tied her up and violated her, and finally the deceased felt ashamed to face his new husband and chose to commit suicide?"

"That should be the case."

Dean walked around while talking, and finally stopped in the husband and wife's master bedroom.

This is a Nordic-style oak bed with fences at the head and foot of the bed. On the wall above the head of the bed are the wedding photos of the couple.

The young couple snuggled together, looked at the camera happily and sweetly, and frozen the best moments in their lives.

Below the wedding photo, there is a small date: 12/25.

They got married on Christmas Day, less than two weeks ago.

Dean looked away from the somewhat messy bed and bed frame, and exhaled a hot breath:

"There were two murderers, who tied the deceased to the end of the bed in a dog crawling style, committed crimes one after the other, in front of the wedding photos of her and her husband!

It is estimated that this is also the reason.

After the violation is over.

The deceased couldn't bear the stimulation and chose to commit suicide! "

Just after the wedding, they were supposed to enjoy the sweet time of the two, but they encountered this kind of humiliation.

It is difficult for normal women to accept this kind of stimulation.

After hearing this, Harry crunched his fists: "Two bastards, when I catch them, I will definitely greet them well!"

"If possible, I would rather physically castrate them directly, let them go to prison, enjoy the joy of turning their sphincter into sunflowers, and finally hang them to death!"

After Dean finished speaking, he turned and left.

He's not kidding.

People do something and don't do something.

He hates criminals the most!

outside.

Inspector Leslie has already learned about the clues they collected with the people in the forensics department, and already knows the direction of the detection of this case.

See Dean coming out.

He smiled and said, "Inspector Dean, have you gained anything?"

Dean didn't look at him, and first told the forensics department: "The deceased had been sexually assaulted for a long time before her death. Pay attention to the clues in her mouth and lower body. Under normal circumstances, the position of the deceased's mouth and throat must have Remnants of the killer's genetic material."

The detective is a small leader of the police bureau, and he can already mobilize ordinary members of the forensic department and patrol officers to do things, instead of relying entirely on friendship to maintain convenience.

The bald middle-aged man looked at Dean in surprise and nodded.

The other party discovered the key in such a short period of time. He deserved to be the forensic science god Dean, if he didn't just blow his head when he disagreed.

to be honest.

The bald middle-aged man still likes to hang out with such capable people, at least in this way his monthly bonus will be quite a lot.

The person who explained to the forensics department.

Dean walked towards the young husband who couldn't accept his wife's death, and patted him on the shoulder: "Dude, I know you can't accept your wife's death in your heart, but you can't let her die in peace."

The man raised his head, his bloodshot eyes stared straight at Dean, and said hoarsely, "What do you need me to do?"

"Write down the missing things in the house and give them to me."

The man got up and walked into the room.

Dean had no doubt that if he knew who the murderer was, he would definitely pull out his gun and kill the whole family of the murderer.

Unfortunately.

This new home has no cameras installed yet.

The identity of the murderer needs to be discovered by him.

Finish these.

Then Dean walked up to Inspector Leslie, looked him in the eyes and said, "There are two murderers. One is short and fat, the other is tall and thin. They are both men. The door opened through the wire. They should be habitual offenders. They cooperated tacitly." , may not only commit this case, I need to get the information of these two people!"

Leslie and Dean looked at each other for a few seconds, with a faint smile on their faces: "You are really good, and I will give you the information you want at the latest in the afternoon. Besides."

He took a step back and said sincerely: "Inspector Dean, I apologize to you for doubting the authenticity of your achievements before."

Dean's agile and precise targeting of the murderer's performance convinced him.

See this scene.

Harry chuckled.

Now you know how powerful Boss Dean is!

He wasn't stupid enough to laugh, though.

The beautiful woman Podolia, who came to make soy sauce, looked at Dean even more passionately.

This man is only twenty-two years old.

The future is promising.

She licked her lips and made up her mind

Dean was startled at Leslie's frank apology, and then finally smiled on his sullen face, and stretched out his palm to him: "Although it's uncomfortable to be underestimated by others, your demeanor has won my respect, Let's get to know each other officially, I'm Dean, the fourth squadron, the newly promoted detective!"

Leslie held out her hand a third time.

But this time he finally touched Dean's palm: "I'm Leslie, of course, my friends like to call me the old man."

"Gray-headed man, your hair is indeed handsome. If you pretend to be melancholy, you may be able to deceive many ignorant girls."

Leslie shook his head and said seriously: "There are more young women."

The two looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Two chapters and nine thousand words.

There should be two more chapters left.

Freshly squeezed and full.