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

outside.

Dean listened to the movement inside and was not surprised.

The reason why law enforcement agencies in many countries often need counseling from psychologists is because many ethical and human issues that are rarely seen by ordinary people are just daily work for them.

Without strong psychological adjustment ability, it is not suitable for the front line.

Dean doesn't have a lot of time, and they consume it.

He took out the mask from the subspace, put it on his face, kicked open the bathroom door, and walked in.

The movement startled the two people inside.

"ah!"

Celica uttered a terrified cry and shrank behind the man.

Crash.

The foamy bath water rippling out.

The man looked at Dean angrily, quickly blocked Celica behind him, protected him, and said in a bad tone: "FK, bastard, who are you, get out!"

It's a pity that he only has a little yellow duck floating on the water in front of him now, so he can't resist with anything, he can only be helpless and furious, but he doesn't dare to take any real action at all.

Dean looked at the two people who were emotional, took out a pistol that could make people calm down quickly, and said with a smile: "It's really a touching family relationship, but please keep quiet, it's not a good habit to disturb the people, even though you live in a very remote place , but scaring passing cats and dogs is also a very immoral thing!"

man:"."

Do you want this bastard to listen to what he is talking about!

Rushing in while others are taking a shower, and letting others pay attention to their moral qualities to recuperate?

He wanted to curse, but when he saw the pistol in Dean's hand, he still didn't speak from his heart, but his chest heaved violently, obviously full of anger, and he was very angry.

Once there is a chance!

He will definitely take a chainsaw and tear the mouth of this bastard who broke into his house!

Celica, who was hiding behind the man, also calmed down when she saw that Dean who had barged in did not make a direct move.

She covered the man's mouth to prevent Dean from being irritated. At the same time, she stretched out half of her head, looked at Dean who was wearing a mask, and asked calmly:

"what do you want?

Whether it's money or anything else, as long as you don't hurt us, we will cooperate and keep it secret. "

"the truth!"

Dean's face hidden under the smirk mask leaned forward slightly: "I want to know, why did you kill Teacher Totti, and Celica, how did you manage to make the principal commit suicide?"

What!

Hearing this, Celica and the man were both shocked and terrified!

Especially Celica.

She didn't even care about using a man as a meat shield, she leaned out most of her body, glanced at Dean's figure hiding in the shadows with her big eyes, and suddenly said, "Are you that detective, the one who followed Nelly's policewoman? "

Crash!

Now, Celica stood up directly from the bathtub, her beautiful face turned sullen: "Do you dare to shoot?"

She gets it.

It must be because the principal committed suicide, which caused the town officials to want to close the case quickly, but this detective knew that he had a problem, so he broke into his house privately, trying to intimidate himself and know the truth.

Good detective.

If it was someone who broke into a house and robbed her, she was also worried that the other party would steal money and sex and silence her.

As for the detective?

hehe.

Celica didn't believe that there would be detectives, and in order to solve the case, they would force the suspect to confess at gunpoint and send herself in.

And the confession obtained in this way is useless!

She has specialized in researching similar issues!

Figure these out.

The fear in Celica's heart dissipated.

"Selica, you mean, he is the detective hired by Tiger's father?"

Seeing that Dean didn't respond, the man came back to his senses.

Celica must have guessed right.

He stood up with a grim smile, splashing a lot of water: "Mr. Detective, are you trying to extract a confession with a gun? This is a crime!"

Seeing the two bold people, Dean looked down at his pistol, doubting whether he was holding a fire stick, and said speechlessly, "Can you respect the gun in my hand?"

"Do you dare to shoot?"

The man frankly swung his stick, sat on the edge of the bathtub, put his feet up, and sneered, "Break into a house illegally with a gun, which is enough to cancel your career, and let you in by the way, of course, as long as you don't care If you become a murderer yourself, you can also kill me and Celica, do you dare?"

Dean lowered his head, glanced at his bloody hands, and was speechless.

broken.

Being treated as a good person by these two guys.

Celica stood behind the man, playing a red face to appease him: "Mr. Detective, I admire your professional ethics, but I really have nothing to do with Totti's death, otherwise, you compensate us for some mental damage, and then leave the small town." town, we can act as if today’s events never happened.”

These two people sang together and were proficient in their business. It was obviously not the first time they threatened and blackmailed others.

This is the first time Dean has encountered this situation.

He entered the house with a gun, but was threatened by the unarmed homeowner to blackmail him.

Where does this make sense?

Dean sighed and slipped the pistol back into the pouch on his waist.

The two thought that he had confessed, and wanted to say something else.

next moment.

Wind Pavement.

Two big hands grasped the heads of Celica and the man precisely, and then slammed them on the bathtub with irresistible force.

There was a snap.

Red and white, the flowers exploded, instantly dyeing the original spring scene into a terrifying slaughterhouse.

Leaving Celica limp and out of breath.

Dean squatted down, holding the man with blood on his face and only half breath left, and said with a smile: "It seems that the murderer of the burglary murder case is you, Luo."

Celica died.

There was no movement from the panel.

Obviously, the real culprit was the man in front of him.

The man has been frightened silly.

He let the blood pour out from his forehead, covering his eye sockets, his wide eyes still staring at Dean in a daze, his pupils dilated to the extreme, he was startled and frightened, and he still hid a little confusion.

Dean patted his face.

Only then did the man come back to his senses, and instinctively choked up a sob, but he only felt fishy and sweet in his mouth, coupled with the severe pain and dizziness coming from his head, he couldn't help vomiting.

Dean let go of his hand, allowing the man to lie on the ground and retch like a dead dog, and said with a smile, "Sweet, that's cerebrospinal fluid, and most people don't have such a good fortune."

"devil!"

"You are a devil!"

The man curled up into a ball, he no longer had the self-righteous appearance before, and was obviously scared out of his wits.

Terrified man, what Dean asked, what he answered.

turn out to be.

More than ten days ago, when Totti went back, he happened to discover Celica's secret.

Shocked in her heart, she stepped forward and reprimanded her angrily, but she was murdered. On August 4th, a man sneaked into her house and killed her.

Unexpectedly, not long after the man left, Tiger came up to him.

He was indeed innocent, and it was all his own bad luck.

As for the principal.

The other party was nothing more than Celica and the man's wallet.

When Dean and Nelly found Celica again, Celica felt that something was wrong and threatened the principal with the principal's family, forcing the other party to write a suicide note and commit suicide.

In short, the two men deserved to die.

Get rid of the man.

Dean shook his head as he watched the reminder of +50 experience points across his mind.

In such a small case, the experience value is really low.

He stretched out his hand with a thought.

The bloody traces and corpses in the bathroom were wrapped by an invisible force, and finally disappeared into the air.

After confirming that there are no traces left at the scene.

Dean turned and disappeared into the house.

The subspace was played out by Dean.

He threw out the body, took advantage of the characteristics of space, dug a pit seven or eight meters deep, buried the body, and then drove back to Los Angeles with a clean body.

He misses Nell a little.

Clouds and rain.

Dean hugged the contented Neil and whispered some after-the-fact words.

Neil rubbed her sore waist: "Is the case going well?"

"Of course it went well. Although the evaluation won't be very good, the goal has been achieved." Dean took out his cigarette and prepared to have an afterthought.

Neil gave Dean a blank look, snatched the cigarettes from him, and then threw the box on the bedside table to Dean: "Use this."

Dean held the box suspiciously: "What is this?"

"I gave you a gift for successfully completing your first business after becoming a detective. Open it and have a look." Neil looked at Dean expectantly.

Dean didn't expect Neal to play surprises.

Curiously, he opened the box, only to find that inside the box was a good-looking pipe and shredded tobacco in a small bottle.

Dean picked up the pipe, put it in his mouth, put on a gentleman's face, and said to Neil, "Oh, my beautiful lady, I'm Dean Holmes, what can I do for you?"

"Haha, Holmes is not as handsome as you."

Neil looked at Dean with a pipe in his mouth, his eyes lit up, a force surged out of his tired body, and he rushed forward with all his teeth and claws.

It can only be said that role-playing is something that both men and women like.

After the hilarity.

Neil, unable to fight anymore, briefly told Dean what she had done during this time.

Money clears the way.

She has already set up a professional team, looking for pharmaceutical companies that are not doing well in the United States for review and negotiation. If there is a suitable target, she can directly make an acquisition and start the research and development of "Weige".

Brother Gongzi and Ruosi also provided some help on this.

The other party guessed that after finishing his work, he would return to Los Angeles, meet up with Neil, an acquaintance, and focus on the drug research and development that Dean had greeted at the time.

This guy has a lot of free time and is now married and ready to start a career of his own.

While talking, Neil fell asleep in Dean's arms.

Dean kissed her lightly on the forehead, got out of bed carefully, and opened his laptop.

to be honest.

He is not very interested in making money.

With his ability and the way of the mafia family in New York, regardless of the big money, tens of millions can be easily obtained for Dean.

The reason why he had the idea of ​​establishing a huge pharmaceutical company was only for self-protection.

America is a capital country.

Only when he hardens himself can he completely get rid of some messy things, instead of being the same as now, even a good detective can't do it, and he is restricted in many aspects.

In addition to the mayor's side, there is also the Lucifer organization

There are still more than ten days before the invitation to the battle royale.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop!

His family is in the light, but the bugs are in the dark.

Killing intent flashed in Dean's eyes.

His previous strategy had always been to not provoke him if he could.

But why push yourself!

Battle Royale, right?

Then I will kill you to be afraid!

Dean suppressed the killing intent surging in his chest again.

He turned on the laptop, clicked on a special symbol, and after entering a long password, the computer screen was like an electrocardiogram, with lines surging, and finally a branch line, and a new password verification box popped up.

Several times in a row.

Dean's computer seemed to be infected with a virus and stuck on the screen.

This situation is very similar to a password verification error that causes the computer to crash.

Dean waited silently, and after more than ten seconds of freezing, he hit Enter again, and continued to enter a long string of passwords without a password verification box.

next moment.

The paused computer interface poured into the bottom of the interface like flowing water, and at the same time pulled out a gray page from the top.

At the top of the page, there is only a simple name: Gray Realm.

At the bottom right, there is something similar to a chat software, and messages are constantly flashing.

Dean clicked on the chat box.

There are only two portraits on it.

One avatar is a picture of the deep ocean.

This is Dean's chat account, codenamed Dahai.

With his login, the gray sea lit up, revealing a blue-black color.

The other avatar is a bunch of messy colored lines, the code name is indifferent, and the avatar is lit!

"Are you up?"

Dean muttered something in his heart, clicked on the other person's profile picture, and sent a series of greeting messages.

The gray world is the software he asked Little Mike to develop.

No feeling, it's Little Mike.

Due to congenital reasons, many hormones in his body cannot be secreted, resulting in a loss of emotion, and his physical condition is getting worse, so he uses a bunch of colored thread ends as his avatar.

Those lines represent various emotions.

Dean never let go of his bond with Little Mike.

This guy is a monster.

However, for the sake of safety, in the end, with the inspiration of the Lucifer organization, he let Little Mike also develop a 'gray world' to facilitate the contact between the two.

If necessary later.

Dean will also pull in people he recognizes.

Little Mike was obviously sitting in front of the computer, and immediately replied to Dean's message: "Dean, you haven't been here for a long time."

Dean immediately tapped and replied: "It is inconvenient for me to appear in Los Angeles all the time, but this matter will be resolved soon. In addition, I am already forming a pharmaceutical company, and all profits from the future can be used to assist you in the treatment of the human body." Research!"

When communicating with Little Mike, Dean is very direct and will not explain too much.

Because it's useless.

Little Mike is only emotionally deficient and unable to understand all kinds of emotions, but with the enchanting IQ, he can easily express the emotions he wants to express.

He just can't have an intuitive feeling for various emotions, and he will not be affected by emotions, just like an intelligent program, acting in order to lead.

Getting back his emotions is his greatest desire.

"Okay, as soon as possible, I don't feel like I can last long."

"What help do you want this time?"

Little Mike guessed that Dean was looking for him, so there must be something wrong.

Dean was very thick-skinned and expressed his appeal: "In the process of solving the case, I encountered the attention of the Lucifer organization and was invited to participate in a battle royale game."

He told Little Mike in detail about the cause, effect and demands.

this time.

Dean wasn't going to shrink his head any further.

As it becomes more difficult to obtain experience points, it will become more and more difficult for him to improve his abilities. He can only rely on his strong learning ability and self-study to make himself comprehensive.

That being the case.

It's time to start cleaning up those bugs that are disturbing your peaceful life!