North American Detective: I am proficient in all kinds of American Iai

Chapter 330 The Death of a Chinese Granny

Simple greetings.

Only then did Dean know that they hadn't read the news this morning, so he briefly talked about the current situation.

Knowing that those members of the Yamaguchi family and the Riben Yamaguchi group died because of the bloody revenge of the gangsters, everyone in the ward, who had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief.

Phoebe said hello and went to work.

She skipped work and came here to guard, and now that Lawrence is on leave, she needs to help her boyfriend watch over the team to avoid any troubles.

Under Harry's consolation, his mother also took her granddaughter and went back to rest.

Wait until everyone leaves the ward.

Harry looked at Dean with his swollen eyes: "Boss, did you and Lawrence do it?"

Dean swallowed the banana in one gulp, shrugged his shoulders: "The authorities defined last night's attack as revenge between gangsters, so be careful and I will sue you for defamation!"

Harry grinned silly.

Looks like Boss and Lawrence really did it.

This feeling of being protected by brothers is really cool.

But think of the situation of Lawrence and the boss.

He couldn't help sighing again: "Boss is not here, and the detective agency that Happy and I partnered with doesn't make any money. This time, they caused such a big trouble and got Lawrence involved. This detective is really boring." .”

Since Dean left, he and Carlo, another member of the team, followed the temporary captain Hunter to solve the case.

Old Hunter is also considered to be of some level, but that's it.

Lawrence brought a group of newcomers with him.

Now the Fourth Squadron, due to the low detection rate, has begun to slowly regress back to the original situation.

"Don't worry, such days will pass soon, and I may return to the police station in the near future."

Seeing that the younger brother was so listless, Dean had no choice but to reveal some information.

Hearing this, Harry looked at Dean excitedly: "Boss, are you going to be reinstated?"

Dean nodded: "Almost, so you have to heal your injuries as soon as possible, otherwise I won't be as easy as you are to order by the time."

In fact, he didn't know how Amon planned to arrange himself.

But since he opened his mouth, it means that there must be a way, but he doesn't know whether to reinstate himself or join another department of the police department, but no matter what, he is officially back.

"Great!"

Harry tried to laugh, but pulled the cut on his face, grinning in pain.

"By the way." Dean finally remembered another member of his team: "What about Carlo, I don't think I've seen him before."

"Following the old Hunter to solve the case." Harry pouted: "A week ago, an old Chinese lady was found dead at home by the tenant downstairs. There were few clues left at the scene. If it wasn't for the fact that the deceased was obviously homicide, this The case is estimated to be defined as an accidental death by old Hunter."

When Dean heard about the case, he instinctively became interested: "What did the on-site inspection say?"

"The deceased lived in an old six-story single-family apartment.

She is the landlord and lives on the top floor where the entire floor is connected. The doors and windows of the room are closed, and there are iron doors blocking the entrance of the corridor and the elevator. Only the dead can open it.

She usually entrusts the leasing business to a leasing company, and basically does not communicate with the tenants.

This also led to the death of the deceased for more than three weeks before being discovered by the tenants downstairs.

Boss, do you know how that hapless tenant found out that something was wrong? "

"Corpse water?"

Dean guessed: "This kind of single-family apartment is generally old, and it is generally waterproof. It should be that the corpse water has penetrated the floor and dripped downstairs, so that the tenants downstairs find out that something is wrong?"

"Okay, I know I can't help you."

Enduring the pain, Harry stubbornly gave Dean a thumbs up, and continued: "The unlucky tenant, who was eating at the time, smelled an unpleasant smell, so he looked up at the ceiling, only to be dripped into the open space by corpse water. mouth, that taste."

On his bruised and swollen face, there was a gloating smile:

"In short, when the landlord couldn't be contacted, and he couldn't go upstairs, the angry tenant called the police.

At this time, he thought that the bathroom upstairs was just blocked. When the patrolmen passed by, they found something wrong with the smell, forced open the iron door between the corridors, and found the dead man who was almost turned into mud. "

"So you can't be sure if the iron door was pried open before this?"

Harry nodded:
"But it doesn't matter.

The deceased appeared to be very insecure and had the best locks on the market.

This kind of lock requires not only a key, but also an electronic password. Generally, it is difficult for outsiders to enter her floor without the consent of the deceased. Therefore, after our investigation, we basically judged that this was a homicide by an acquaintance.

The deceased was not young, and his usual activities were in the community and nearby parks. In many cases, even the rent was entrusted to the leasing company to be fully responsible for collecting the rent, and his personal connections were simple.

We thought the case would be solved quickly.

result"

Harry pursed his somewhat thirsty mouth: "At least before I left, the investigation of the deceased's interpersonal relationship was still in a state of confusion."

"Where's the tenant?"

"One month before the deceased died, he used to renovate the apartment and cleared out all the tenants, but he didn't choose to renovate for unknown reasons.

Later, she went to the leasing company again, saying that the renovation plan had been shelved, and the apartment could be re-rented.

That was also the last time the deceased appeared in front of outsiders.

The location of the apartment is great.

The rent is also very affordable.

The rental company has easily refilled the apartment with tenants.

According to the time of death of the deceased.

These new tenants are not very suspicious, so the old Hunter led us to focus on the people of the leasing company and the former tenants who had previously withdrawn the lease, but there has been no progress. "

After finishing speaking, Harry looked at Dean anxiously, hoping that the boss could pour him a glass of water thoughtfully. It would be even better if he could help him hold the water pipe and release the water.

Unfortunately, Dean was looking down in thought.

He seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head: "Have you investigated the bank account and financial situation of the deceased?"

"I checked, and there are some investment stocks, but the amount is not large, and the deposit in the bank account is not much.

Old Hunter said that this kind of elderly Chinese people generally don't trust banks, and like to hide money in gold, or tie it up with tape, bury it in a corner of the yard, and hide it in a certain place in the house. place. "

Hearing this, Dean nodded.

Old Hunter was right.

In fact, there are even a group of people in the market who specialize in looking for old house rentals or "treasure hunts" after the death of the Chinese. Although they often return without success, there are also news of rewards from time to time.

As for the birth of this non-mainstream profession, it probably originated from the American version of waiting for a rabbit.

This case made Dean a little interested.

He was ready to deal with the matter that Little Mike entrusted himself to help, so he came forward to participate in the investigation as an 'enthusiastic citizen', and announced that he was back by the way.

"Okay, Harry, I have to leave, so I won't disturb you for now."

Under Harry's eager gaze, Dean tucked the quilt up for him thoughtfully and ran out of the ward without giving him a chance to ask for help.

joke.

With his eyesight, couldn't he see that Harry was thirsty?

The problem is that Dean also sees that Harry wants to let go.

His hands were born to hold the ball and carry his legs, not to support the chocolate-colored water pipe. This is a matter of principle.

Harry watched his boss Dean close the door, squirmed his body wrapped in bandages a little aggrieved, and pressed the call button, hoping that a young nurse would come to help him with water.

Dean still cared about his little brother very much.

After he left the ward, he walked to the duty nurse's station, wanting someone to go over and watch Harry.

This is the VIP inpatient area.

The quality of the little nurses in the duty room seemed to be good, but they were a little too enthusiastic. Dean was confused, and there were a few extra notes with their off-duty time in his hand.

As a good brother, Dean took the opportunity to tell Harry's ward number, and he left with confidence after hearing that they would arrange someone to go there immediately.

On Harry's side, feeling the swelling pain from his bladder, he tossed and turned on the hospital bed, hoping that the beautiful nurse at the nurse's station would come over soon, otherwise he would have to die.

Wait a moment.

A strong, middle-aged black nurse pushed open the door roughly, and looked at Harry on the hospital bed with an angry voice: "Mr. Harry, what's the matter?"

Harry shivered slightly.

Depend on!
Isn't this the VIP inpatient department? Where are those beautiful nurses?
His bare toes were clasped together nervously, and he said anxiously: "Well, my brother needs some help, it needs to release the accumulated flood."

The black middle-aged nurse's eyes lit up.

Fortunately, the group of Xiao Lang hoofs on duty were all attracted by the handsome guy just now, and ran to ask for contact information, otherwise the patients in the VIP ward would not be able to come by themselves.

Seeing that she didn't speak, but just looked directly at him, Harry became even more frightened.

He licked his dry lips: "Well, if it's inconvenient for you, you can ask other nurses to help, and I can bear it."

"No, I can!"

The middle-aged nurse gave a 'gentle' smile to the bruised and swollen Harry, and then slammed the door of the ward.

After a few minutes.

Harry begged for mercy and refused like a frightened lamb in the ward: "NO, I really just want to put some water, no VIP service, no, oh~NO!!!"

It's a pity that Harry is staying in the VIP ward with the best environment in the hospital, thanks to the kindness of his good brother Dean, and the sound insulation is very good.

No matter how loud he was, he couldn't stop the middle-aged nurse's enthusiasm for progress and tips.

After visiting my younger brother.

Dean tore up a stack of small notes and threw them into the trash can, sat in the car contentedly, and drove to the largest trading market in Los Angeles.

Little Mike wanted a lot.

Some of them are experimental equipment and chemical drugs. The purchase of these materials requires qualifications, and Dean can only let his cousin in New York help with them.

There are also some special mice specially bred for the laboratory.

The price of this special living thing is not cheap. The key is that it is easily affected by the outside world, causing experimental errors, so Little Mike deliberately made a note in the message and gave Dean the address and contact information for ordering.

Little Mike is a god on the Internet.

But in reality, it was inconvenient for him to do anything, and he didn't even dare to easily expose his situation to reality.

After arriving at the trade market.

Dean declined a group of intermediaries who approached him to sell and introduce business, and called the intermediary phone number Mike left for him.

　There is an update for today.

　　By the way, brothers, remind me, this season, you must pay attention to the paederus, I was so painful yesterday that tears came out.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)