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

"Daisy was taken away from the branch?"

Dean felt a little ridiculous and thought he had heard wrong.

Although Daisy is an inconspicuous clerk in the Detective Bureau, this kind of cross-department taking people away is often troublesome. To put it bluntly, even if Daisy really has a problem, the person who comes should be from the Internal Affairs Department. people, not people from other departments.

This is about the purity of the ‘organisation’.

It sounds funny.

But it is what it is.

Otherwise, the big bosses of the police detective bureau would also be worried about being slandered.

So no matter what reason Daisy was caught, she would definitely be in trouble.

Dean quickly asked Harry to contact his acquaintances in the police station to find out who the people who took Daisy were, and also asked him to contact Old Hunter.

After all, Daisy is Old Hunter's subordinate. The person who took Daisy away might explain the situation to Old Hunter.

hang up the phone.

Dean briefly told Lawrence the situation.

Lawrence didn't have the same political awareness as Dean: "Dean, I have been a policeman for so many years. In addition to seeing the group of jackals from the Internal Affairs Department arresting our own people, I also heard about the FBI and Drug Enforcement Administration people in the early years. Together, could Daisy have been taken away by people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?"

Dean shook his head: "Harry said that the branch director also showed up at that time. This matter is not that simple. Let's go to the next location first, handle the case and then go back to inquire about Daisy."

"FK!"

Lawrence cursed, took away his emotions and drove towards the next location.

They had just learned a relatively important piece of information from the young man at the Eden Consulting Company's office: His senior said he had received a big deal three days ago and was going to call his friends to his home to discuss it in detail.

After that, the young man could no longer contact his senior.

Faced with the threat from the two big men, the young man told his senior's residence very simply.

More than twenty minutes later.

Dean and Lawrence arrived outside a villa.

This is an old-style suburban garden villa with a garden of about 100 square feet, a swimming pool and a small orchard. It also has a leisure area where you can see a swing and a barbecue platform. Overall, it seems that the price is not cheap. .

Labor is expensive in the United States.

The annual maintenance fee for a place like this is probably tens of thousands of dollars.

"Pimping is really profitable."

Lawrence was not in a good mood because of Daisy's arrest. Seeing this large villa with a swimming pool, he opened the car door unhappily.

Dean got out of the car, looked at it twice, and smiled: "It's just a rental. The guy who lives here is just a poor guy pretending to be rich. If I'm not wrong, he should really want to blend in with the rich students." The group spent a lot of money on the facade.”

There were two people, a man and a woman, who got off the bus.

These two men are the security of this community.

If Lawrence hadn't pulled out his police detective badge and said that a murder might have occurred here, the community security would not have let Dean and the others come in directly.

Hear Dean's words.

Among them, the tall female security guard with brown hair and ponytail raised her eyebrows: "Are you saying that the owner of the house here is a fake rich person?"

"Yes." Dean pointed to those gardens and the orchard in the distance:

“Didn’t see these.

Really wealthy people would have them pruned regularly. Although there are traces of pruning here, they are very amateurish and should have been done by the owner and his friends themselves.

Also, look at the exterior walls and window frames. No one has been asked to repair them. It’s not that the owner doesn’t want to, it’s just that he is short of money.

If I guessed correctly, he should be driving an expensive car and wearing an equally expensive watch. "

The poor play with cars, the rich play with watches.

When you see someone driving a luxury car or wearing a famous watch, your first impression is often that this person is rich.

But truly wealthy people care more about the details of their quality of life.

Dean's words directly suppressed what this good-looking female security guard said, and finally turned it into a simple and crude FK.

Lawrence on the side couldn't help but look at the female security guard with a scrutinizing gaze: "Do you have any story with this house owner?"

The male security guard next to him shrugged and explained: "We all thought that the owner of the house here was a rich student, so there were many young female security guards and housekeepers who took the initiative to sleep with that guy, including Lam. Ti’s sister.”

The annual rent here is no less than US$500,000, making it a truly wealthy area. Similar situations are not uncommon.

When the female security guard heard her colleague’s revelation, she said in a bad tone: “I really hope he’s okay, so I can kick his balls out!”

After saying that, she took the lead and walked towards the door of the villa.

On the way there.

The male security guard briefly introduced the situation here to Dean and the others:

“The owner here lives in Europe and entrusts the property company to rent the villa.

The current owner rented the house two years ago.

He is a student at a university not far away and a native of Los Angeles. This guy often brings young people to parties, and you can often see many beauties there, so we have a deep impression on him. "

Dean asked casually: "When was the last time he came back?"

"Three days ago!", the male security guard said with certainty: "Although I haven't checked the vehicle entry and exit records, I am sure it was three days ago, because that day he brought in a few guys who didn't look like good people. Such people They are the ones we are paying more attention to, but neither my colleagues on duty nor I noticed that they had left, so they should still be in the villa."

People here like to hoard a lot of food at home at once, so it’s not strange to not go out for a few days.

While talking.

The female security guard had already arrived at the villa door and rang the doorbell.

Waited for more than a minute.

There was no movement inside.

Dean walked right out the window and looked inside.

This location is the lobby on the first floor. There are some relatively European-style furniture in front of you. The floor is covered with thick carpets with complicated patterns. An antique-colored chair is lying aside. There are fruits scattered around. It seems that someone is here. There were fights at the location.

Dean waved to the three of them: "There are traces of fighting inside. I suspect that something has happened to the owner of the house and the people who brought him here."

When the two security guards heard this, they immediately ran over and looked inside.

Wait until you see clearly what's going on inside.

The male security officer did not hesitate, and directly picked up the walkie-talkie on his shoulder with an ugly expression, explained the situation here to the security office, and requested to call in the surrounding public surveillance.

Residents of upscale communities take their safety very seriously.

Although the female security guard had acted unhappy before, her face was also ugly.

If there is a murder here, then these security guards, who are well paid, will probably have a large bonus deducted.

Lawrence stood next to Dean like an old god and did not interrupt.

For a case like this that occurs in a high-end community, if there is no investigation order from the police station, the hands will be tied up. If the door is broken, there may be complaints, and the community security can only wait for the community security to break the door.

moment.

With the help of a professional locksmith, the door to the villa was opened.

A smell mixed with a faint stench rushed out as the door opened.

Several security guards who rushed over smelled the smell, and their expressions changed.

As security guards in high-end communities, they are generally professionals in the industry, and many of them have seen blood.

They were all too familiar with the smell of rotting corpse flesh.

One of the black men, who looked like a captain, stopped his teammates who wanted to rush into the house to check the situation, and looked at Dean and Lawrence: "Mr. Detective, the situation looks a little bad."

Dean nodded: "Call the police, send one or two of your people to follow us in, and collect the surveillance cameras near here, and hand them over to the forensics department later."

Finished.

Dean took Lawrence into the villa.

Upon seeing this, the security captain quickly followed after ordering his men.

Enter the house.

Dean didn't rush to survey the scene.

His nose twitched slightly, and following the smell, he led Lawrence and the thick black security captain across the hall and directly to the side door located below the downstairs.

The door was open, revealing the dark passage below.

The security captain was undoubtedly very familiar with the structure of the houses here and explained: "This is usually an indoor wine cellar. Some more trendy homeowners will renovate the houses and install indoor elevators, but there are also many homeowners who like this old-fashioned structure. "

Said.

He stepped forward familiarly, stood in the dark and groped twice.

Accompanied by a slight clicking sound.

Several rays of light lit up the passage leading underground.

"Let's go."

Dean didn't feel the danger warning, so he rushed forward and walked down the stairs.

When reaching the corner.

Lawrence and the black security captain both smelled an increasingly strong rancid smell.

They realized that the body was underneath.

The security captain glanced at Dean's back with different eyes.

You should know that after corpse odor has been brewing in a closed environment for a period of time, the unique smell will adhere to all places where it can adhere, making it difficult to detect the source of corpse odor in the first place.

But the handsome young police detective in front of him locked his eyes on this place immediately after entering.

Does this guy have a dog nose?

The further down you go, the colder the surrounding environment becomes.

The three of them walked down the stairs to the bottom without saying a word.

What comes into view are several modern freezers.

A steady stream of cold air gushes out from inside, filling the small cellar space.

Farther away, there are several glass cabinets embedded in the wall, with a few scattered bottles of wine inside. They look a bit crude and a waste of space here.

besides.

Nothing else was found within the field of vision.

Lawrence and the black security captain both had surprised looks on their faces.

Where's the body?

After smelling the increasingly strong stench of corpses, they had already prepared their minds and even imagined that there was a very cruel scene below the cellar.

As a result, there is nothing underneath.

Something is wrong!

"What's happening here?"

Lawrence looked carefully in the cellar, but found nothing.

Not giving up, he opened several refrigerators to check.

Inside the refrigerator, there were only some large ice cubes made of an unknown liquid that looked very turbid, but it was certain that there was no body stuffed inside. The gap at the bottom was only the size of an adult's fist. When you lay down, it looked very clean, except for the tiny buzzing sound. Even with the sound of motors, it’s impossible to hide a body.

So, where does the corpse smell come from?

Where's the body?

Lawrence looked at Dean as if he had seen a ghost: "The smell is definitely corpse odor, but why are no corpses found here?"

Dean had the same confusion on his face.

The layout here is actually a bit like the basement that was secretly excavated in the lawyer's house.

Before he came down, he even thought about whether there might be a group of rats here.

But the current situation left him a little confused.

The feedback from his nose clearly told Dean that the source of the corpse odor was in this small space.

This small cellar is only about twenty square meters.

You can see it clearly at a glance.

Where's the body?

Dean frowned and followed the route Lawrence took. He carefully checked the walls and the ground, but found no trace of a mezzanine.

In the entire cellar, except for a few built-in wine racks and a few freezers for refrigeration, there was nothing else.

Sudden.

An idea flashed through Dean's mind.

He slowly raised his head and looked above his head.

I saw only the pale top, two white and three black, five naked corpses, nailed to the ceiling of the cellar alive by some thick 'nails', with their mouths wide open, and their muddy dead eyes looking straight at them standing in the cellar. The crowd is like a real-life oil painting shouting.

Lawrence and the black security captain saw Dean looking up at his head without saying a word, so they subconsciously looked up.

"FK!"

The black captain did not expect anything, but was frightened by the five ferocious corpses 'glued' to the ceiling, and sat down directly on the ground.

Lawrence was feeling better, but he still felt weak in his legs, and he couldn't help but tremble in the two large pieces of flesh on his face.

Looking up, there are five corpses with distorted expressions, staring directly at you with their cloudy eyes.

Who can withstand this!

If he hadn't seen a larger puzzle of more than twenty hanging human bodies before, Lawrence felt that his reaction would not be much better than that of the black security captain.

Dean was much calmer.

After he saw several hung corpses, he realized that the murderer was the same person as the murderer of the previous body puzzle.

This is the same as the order of killing he deduced.

But Dean was a little confused.

This was a cellar after all. How did the murderer secure the five corpses to the ceiling with a few large iron nails?

You know, this is not the first human body puzzle scene discovered before.

With the action of microorganisms inside the corpse, the tissues and flesh inside the corpse first stiffen, then soften and decay. As the toughness decreases, the adhesion between the tissues gradually disappears.

Like the kind of person who hangs himself to death.

Although the spine and neck are used as supports to keep the corpse suspended, it will take no more than half a day at most for a large amount of excrement to pour out of the corpse's intestines, and no more than three days for the rope to embed itself inside the neck bones of the corpse. This resulted in the separation of flesh and blood. After waiting for half a month, tsk tsk, unless it was in a vent and the body was dried directly, there would definitely be a pile of flesh and blood residue at the feet of the body.

This place is different from the death scene of hanging. Nails simply penetrated the flesh and blood, fixing the person to the ceiling, and no trace of blood was found on the ground.

In this case, even if the temperature in the cellar is low, under normal circumstances, the flesh and blood of the corpse should continue to slide under the action of gravity, and finally hit the floor, instead of turning into a sculpture that fits the ceiling and is really fixed on it.

How did the murderer do it?

At this moment, even the well-informed Dean couldn't help but fall into doubt.

He actually didn't even notice the murderer's murder method.

Difficult.