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

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Baker spread his hands together: "Second uncle and I were put together, so we can only do part-time jobs by the way."

"The second uncle is here?"

"Yes, but he can only work as a helper in the back kitchen. All this is thanks to George. If it weren't for his help, we would probably be living on the streets now."

Dean breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the second uncle's integrity is still there.

Otherwise, it is really impossible to look directly at this former mafia family.

However, I didn't expect these two guys to have such a miserable time after they left for Christmas. They actually had to rely on part-time jobs to obtain funds to continue the treasure hunt.

I really pull my hips.

Outsiders are around.

He didn't want to embarrass his elder brother, so he could only change the subject: "Okay, let's talk about this later, where is George's body?"

"In the house, I was worried that someone would destroy the scene, so I kept guard with a few crew members to ensure that the scene was still intact." As he spoke, Baker led the way.

This is a cabin with hotel-like decor.

The whole has European-style luxury and warm colors, giving people a sense of light luxury and warmth.

In the bathroom where the room was located, the two crew members were playing poker boringly. When they saw everyone coming in, they got up and walked behind their captain.

Dean glanced at the two of them, but didn't find anything unusual about them, so he waved to Carlo and Harry behind him.

The three of them put on gloves and gloves and walked into the bathroom.

The bathroom looked quite big, and what I saw was a slender male corpse lying face down. A faint stench poured into the nostrils, but it was still at an acceptable level.

besides.

The most eye-catching thing in the bathroom is the bathtub that looks strange.

The bathtub is transparent as a whole, and there are dark soft-bodied creatures wriggling inside, leaning forward and lowering, and generally presents the arc shape of a slide. There are railings on the top, which seem to be convenient for someone to gallop behind.

Harry, the old driver, showed a smirk when he saw the bathtub, and elbowed Carlo behind him: "Dude, do you see that, these rich people spend their lives like this."

Carlo frowned slightly: "Why do I feel that this bathtub is a bit like a large aquaculture tank?"

"You are not mistaken, this is indeed not a simple bathtub, but a fish tank with water changing equipment." Dean pointed to those wriggling creatures: "Those things should be leeches, and they are probably pure communication, which can no longer satisfy those who see A well-informed rich woman, so she came up with this kind of thing."

"It's really perverted, aren't those women afraid of leeches getting into the sewers of their homes?" Harry showed a look of disgust: "If you want to find excitement, why not raise some aquatic products such as eels in it, those things like to drill holes. "

Dean rolled his eyes.

Made!

Solve the case!

Can you talk about something serious!

He felt that with Harry around, his team would probably develop into a driving team in the future.

"The autopsy has begun!"

After Dean said hello, he squatted down and turned the deceased over first.

More than a day of dead time.

Corrosion reactions had already begun to take place inside the corpse, but the appearance didn't change much, except that the eyes had turned into a cloudy cloud, which looked a little leaky.

Harry walked to a position where he could not obscure his view, and helped Dean hold the corpse so that he could conduct a medical examination.

And as a newcomer.

Carlo picked up the camera and started filming.

Seeing that both of them were ready, Dean started the inspection.

He checked the appearance of the deceased first, and after confirming that it was the deceased George himself, he carefully observed the body surface, hands and feet of the deceased, as well as the armpits, lower body and other parts, and began to narrate:

"The deceased was identified as George himself.

After preliminary inspection.

The deceased was 'nude' all over, with no obvious injuries or wounds except his back and hands. "

After Dean finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to the corner of George's mouth, and some white powder stuck to it.

The powder glowed bling bling under the bathroom light.

It's not 'flour', it's like glass powder.

Dean thought of this, opened the mouth of the deceased again, and carefully checked for scratches.

The mouth of the deceased was blue-red, and the same white powder was on the tongue coating, which was in a state of adhesion, and did not harm the tongue coating and the epidermal tissue of the oral cavity.

This means that the white powder is not glass powder, but some kind of material with a glitter effect.

This material must contain a large amount of calcium carbonate.

For example: pearl powder.

This stuff is edible.

Facing the camera, Dean said his guess, and then turned his gaze to the dead man's arm.

He picked up the dead man's arm and faced the camera: "The dead man's arm has bruises left by the binding. The marks are not deep, but there are slight outward signs of expansion. This means that the dead man was bound with his hands before death and did not struggle hard. But the body is in a state of hyperactivity, causing the hands to move wildly."

talking.

He pointed to George's lower body and grinned:

"Around the deceased's brother, there are traces of dried white-brown liquid, which is a clear secretion of passion.

In addition, there were blunt bruises on the back of the deceased. Combined with the current traces, it can be speculated that the deceased George, before his death, lay on the handrail of the bathtub, playing a very exciting bondage horse riding game.

He is the little wild horse that has been domesticated.

Under normal circumstances.

The imprints caused during the game will be repaired in a short time.

But the marks on the body of the deceased were very obvious.

This means that after the other party's passion, before the traces have completely disappeared, the body stops functioning, and the blood does not circulate, so the traces of the binding and back prints will appear in a state of bruises. "

"So we can find the last person who came into contact with the deceased by examining the secretions on the little brother of the deceased?" Harry thought.

"Yes."

Dean nodded and waved Harry to get out of the way.

Harry quickly changed positions.

As he walked, something shrunk into a ball shape was revealed.

Dean stepped forward, picked one up, pinched it, frowned and said, "This is a leech, it should have been brought out by George when he was playing games, but it's strange, just over a day later, these leeches have already dead."

"Inspector, are you saying that there may be toxins in the blood of the deceased?"

Carlo, holding the camera, showed his presence.

Dean gave him an appreciative look.

Although he values ​​Carlo's supplementary force, it is undoubtedly a better thing if the other party is willing to use his brains.

"Put away the corpses of these leeches and examine their cause of death, which will help us determine the cause of death of the deceased." After Dean gave Harry instructions, he walked to the clothes of the deceased and rummaged through them.

Except Miss Whore.

Ordinary men and women, when communicating, tend to slap and grope first, and the atmosphere rises, and then turn into wild beasts to communicate wildly.

There might be some clues left on George's clothes.

He has very few clothes, a jacket, a pair of shorts, and nothing else.

This guy, no pants.

Dean first set his sights on George's floral shirt.

Looking at it this way, there really was a discovery.

He cautiously, in front of the camera, pinched a few strands of long hair from the clothes: "On the clothes of the deceased, two different long hairs were found, which should belong to two different women."

After collecting these hairs.

Dean picked up his pants again.

A small pink umbrella bag that had been torn open fell out.

Dean picked it up and looked at it, and said with a smile, "This is the ultra-thin fruit-flavored umbrella bag from Durex, huh?"

Sudden.

Dean froze.

He squeezed his fingers, slippery.

There's something wrong with this umbrella bag!

He put down the umbrella bag, walked to the trash can next to the bathtub, and took out a used umbrella from inside. After rubbing it carefully, he added: "It's still a pearl powder lubricated model. This model is rare. It should be a special edition." , the price is not cheap."

Put away these discoveries.

Dean searched the scene again before stopping to complete the preliminary site survey.

What the naked eye can do, has been done.

Next, a professional forensic doctor from the identification department is needed.

But before leaving.

Dean called the captain of the cruise ship.

"Captain Donnel, I have a question, I hope you can tell me the truth!" Dean looked at Donnel seriously.

Donnel nodded as usual, "Mr. Detective, please ask. Ms. Morales has told me to do my best to assist you in solving the case, and she doesn't want anyone to commit a murder on her cruise ship."

Dean pointed to the bathroom: "I noticed that there are a lot of strange things on this floor, in many areas, can you tell me what this is for?"

Hearing this question, Donnel was a little embarrassed.

He glanced around and lowered his voice: "Mr. Inspector, I can tell you, but I will not admit that I said these words in the future. Once leaked, Moraisi will also sue you for defamation!"

"No problem, I won't record these."

See Dean Guaranteed.

Donnel relaxed and explained: "The reason why the second floor of the cruise ship has been remodeled into its current appearance is firstly because Ms. Morece likes to keep a lot of weird animals and plants, and secondly, it is for fun!"

"Enjoy?"

"Yes." Donnel put on a familiar expression: "Inspector Dean, you have to understand that for rich people, their focus is on enjoyment.

Fine wine, cruise ships, handsome young men, melancholic middle-aged men

No matter how good these things are, they will get boring.

Ultimately in search of excitement.

Those rich women began to experiment with multiplayer and human beast.

Ms. Mores didn't like that.

So she proposed to enjoy the communication stimulation in the original danger, to add to the fun.

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How effective I do not know.

But in the end, Ms. Morais became the leader of many rich women in Los Angeles. "

Dean: "."

City will play!

Complete site survey and situational awareness.

Harry and Carlo, with the corpse and physical evidence, waited for the body truck of the forensics department.

Dean took his eldest brother Baker and his second uncle dressed as a kitchen chef to the top of the cruise ship.

"Tell me, what's going on with you?"

The second uncle hiccupped and said in embarrassment, "Dean, it's all my fault."

It turned out that when they were about to leave Los Angeles in the coupe that Dean had given Baker, they received the 'internal' news that a high-end medical company was hidden in a warehouse that was about to be auctioned off at the port. Cargo boxes left behind by the company.

The medical equipment inside, plus some high-end surgical equipment, is worth over millions of dollars!

As the two who aspire to become the treasure-picking kings of the United States, can they resist this temptation?

Without saying a word, the two drove to the port.

This kind of wharf port storage has a high entry threshold.

But this did not bother Baker and the others.

They mortgaged the coupe that Dean gave them, put up all their capital, and finally even borrowed a small amount of money, preparing for a big gamble.

The result is ruin.

The two were ashamed to ask their family for help.

I was thinking about how to work and pay back the money.

Coincidentally.

Baker met George who was waiting at the port for a rich lady's party.

As the saying goes, the iron man loves each other.

As soon as the two met, they fell in love with each other.

After a simple exchange.

Knowing Baker's difficulties, George volunteered to introduce him to the banquet.

I heard the second uncle explain the cause and effect.

Dean stroked his forehead speechlessly: "Guys, although I don't object to your self-reliance, if you encounter difficulties and you are too embarrassed to tell your mother and grandpa, you can definitely come to me."

He was worried that this trend would be passed on.

In the future, my own family will become the family of Ruanfan.

Considering that he is doomed to an extraordinary future.

This Ruanfan family will definitely be crowned as a legend by the American tabloids!

Hmm. The House of Legendary Soft Rice.

Although Dean is thick-skinned, he is not as shameless as he is.

Baker disagreed: "Dean, it's actually not as bad as you think. Those women brought their companions and exchanged them. I was able to go in simply because the owner of this cruise ship, Ms. Morais, was old and didn't like to play this game. , so let me follow her and make up the numbers."

"Then did she fuck you?"

Baker lowered his head: "I couldn't hold back."

Dean: "."

"Dean, don't look at me like that. I just want to give some warmth to those helpless and lonely women. As a thank you, they will give me some financial rewards, which is fair."

Dean: "."

"Then why don't you find some younger ones to send you warmth? That old woman, Moraisi, must be ten years older than my mother!"

"Is that an old woman?"

Baker raised his head stubbornly: "That's my old Beibei!"

Dean was speechless.

Done.

The fragrance of eating soft rice.

The eldest brother is afraid that there is no way to save him.

afternoon.

After Dean saw his grandfather put his second uncle and elder brother into the livestock truck and took them away, he returned to the branch office in peace.

George's body had already been sent to the forensics department here.

In addition, Harry and the two also notified the rich women to extract the genetic material.

But these all take time.

But George's cause of death has been determined.

morgue.

A middle-aged man with a stern expression handed a document to Dean: "According to the results of the autopsy, we found that the direct cause of death of the deceased was myocardial infarction!"

This result was beyond Dean's expectation.

PS:

Thank you brothers for your concern.

under the statement.

The situation of the dog thief is not so scary and exaggerated.

Mild myocarditis can be recovered after recuperation.

It's not that the dog thief is about to bark.

I'm alive.