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

Chapter 346 Key clues
"People from the forensics department are here, and old Hunter is here with them."

When Dean was wandering in the cellar over and over again, Lawrence ran down from above to inform him.

"Old Hunter is here too?"

Dean nodded and followed Lawrence up.

It should be Harry who called old Hunter. Old Hunter felt that it was inconvenient to talk about Daisy on the phone, so he chose to come with the forensics team and have a direct interview.

Holz is also here in the forensics department.

This guy has heavy dark circles on his face, and it looks like he hasn't had a good rest.

"Hi Dean."

Holz greeted them with no energy: "God, my colleagues and I just worked overtime to dissect more than 20 corpses found in the previous room. Don't tell me there is also a big scene here."

There was a little helplessness in his tone.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

Holz feels that Dean may have some kind of mysterious BUFF, and wherever he goes, there will be big crimes.

As soon as this guy comes back, he will be busy like a dog.

Dean shrugged: "Only five people died this time. The murderer's method is very magical, and I can't see through it."

"Oh?"

Holz became interested.

He yawned. He didn't care about talking nonsense with Dean. After asking about the place of death, he quickly took his colleagues and rushed into the cellar of the villa with a suitcase.

Holz left with a group of people.

The eyes of Dean and Lawrence were set on the sad old Hunter's face.

"What's the matter with Daisy?"

"Who took Daisy?"

The two asked in unison.

Old Hunter sighed, sat casually on the steps outside the villa, lit a cigarette, puffed the clouds for a while, and then organized his words; "This matter is very troublesome, do you know who took Daisy away?" ?"

Lawrence flicked two lumps of meat on his face: "Don't be a secret! Old Hunter, my hands are itchy when you are like this. We know that we still need to ask you?"

When Dean heard the words, his eyes narrowed: "One of our own?"

Old Hunter gave Lawrence a blank look, and then nodded to Dean: "After I received Harry's call, I contacted the chief of the branch immediately, and he told me that the person who took Daisy away was the Urban Anti-Terrorism Special Team." (SWAT) people."

"Anti-terrorism?"

"What did Daisy do, those people need to be dispatched, don't tell me what terrorist attack she participated in!"

Lawrence was dumbfounded.

The last time he saw SWAT involved in an operation was Operation Lincoln Farm, where there was a shootout involving over a hundred people. That time, a lot of rockets were fired, and the battle scene could not be called a small-scale battle.

what did daisy do
Dean frowned.

He knew a little more than Lawrence.

SWAT actually belongs to the FBI. The jurisdiction of SWAT in Los Angeles, strictly speaking, also belongs to the director of the FBI branch in Los Angeles, that is, the new director who was tricked into the hospital by Dean before.

The issue is.

The other person is in the hospital.

The previous employees of the Los Angeles FBI branch, except for Chesston, basically died under the explosion attack of the elder Lucifer's two hounds.

So who is the commander behind this SWAT dispatch?
Dean looked at the solemn old Hunter, and expressed his doubts.

Old Hunter flicked the cigarette butt in his hand, sighed again: "I also want to know, the problem is that after I called to report, do you know how the director replied to me?"

With a dark face, he imitated the crooked voice on the phone: "Sorry, Captain Hunter, your rank is too low and you don't have the right to know the details of the case. Pooh, that bitch secretary didn't treat me like a kid at all." The captain took it seriously, and he didn't even want to say where Daisy was caught."

This.

Lawrence is a Muggle.

He is not afraid of Daisy being taken away.

Daisy is also a member of the police guild, so something happened for no reason. The entire Los Angeles police department will choose to investigate as much as possible due to public opinion.

The problem is that the person who took Daisy away was one of his own.

They don't yet know where the people are being taken.

This makes people powerful and useless.

Distraught, Lawrence slammed his fist on the stone pillar next to him: "FK, we are here to investigate the case hard, but those old dogs are dragging us behind, I really want to overturn the table!"

Dean patted the furious Lawrence on the shoulder, and comforted him: "At least explain to the director that he should know the details of Daisy's being taken away. If we want to save Daisy, we must solve this case quickly."

SWAT is nominally under the jurisdiction of the FBI.

If they solve the case earlier, they can also make the FBI team leader owe a favor and let him intervene in Daisy's arrest.

Lawrence understood what Dean said, and nodded reluctantly.

He was so angry, not because he had a lot of affection for Daisy, but because he was simply showing loyalty to his colleagues who had been with him for a long time.

As for Dean not being as eager as Lawrence, it's not that he doesn't show loyalty, but that he secretly has an Amon-like relationship with the new deputy chief of the police department, Henk.

Even if Kamasi, the new director of the FBI branch, doesn't give face.

At that time, Dean can also find out about Daisy through Deputy Chief Henk's line.

The key now is to solve the case.

He has an intuition.

This cruel serial murder case is not really over yet!
Old Hunter took the words and left in a hurry.

Dean and Lawrence also controlled their emotions and returned to the cellar.

While Dean and the others were chatting, Holz and his colleagues had already divided the entire cellar with warning tapes, divided up their work, and surveyed the scene.

Someone was trying to get samples of the liquid from the freezer, someone was squatting on the ground to check every inch of the ground, Holz looked up at the five slightly scary corpses above his head, and frowned deeply.

Dean walked up to him: "How about it? Can you see how these people died? I'm curious how the murderer fixed these corpses here with a few big iron nails."

Holz is a professional forensic doctor with a lot of experience, and he may have seen similar killing methods.

Hear Dean's inquiry.

Holz twisted his sore neck, and did not answer Dean's question directly, but instead asked, "Dean, do you know what the real cause of death was for the more than 20 people who were hanged up before?"

"asphyxia!"

Dean's mind flashed through the pictures he had seen before, redrawing each frame, and finally gave an affirmative answer: "Although I didn't take off the corpses to examine them carefully, I noticed that the facial muscles of the dead were stretched and stiff. There is no secondary strangulation mark on the neck, so it is suspected that they have been injected with some kind of anesthetic before being hung up, which caused the facial muscles to become rigid."

In a normal hanged victim, most of the muscles in the face are distorted and hideous. The lips are pulled up to expose the gums, and the tongue sticks out. With the rigor, the hideous look is maintained for a day or two.

But that was not the case with the more than 20 corpses that formed the sky-hanging hang before.

That's why Dean suspected that before those people were hung up, they had already been injected with drugs in their bodies, which is why this abnormal situation occurred.

Holz gave Dean a thumbs up directly:

"Your inference is correct.

We found excess muscle-hardening agents in the bodies of those who died.

The murderer was very cruel. Under the action of the potion, the dead were in a petrified state before they were hung up.

They can only watch themselves and their companions being hung up, feel the suffocation filling their perception a little bit, feel the coming of death a little bit, it is a kind of physical and mental torture.

In fact, even if the dead were not hung up, they would lose their breathing function due to the excessive dose of medicine, causing them to suffocate themselves to death. "

talking.

Holz pointed to the five corpses above his head: "It should be the same here. Under normal circumstances, the fixed contact area of ​​the iron nails is so small that the flesh and blood of the human body cannot support and fix the body of hundreds of kilograms without falling, unless these corpses are similar Boards, plaster, things like that, can I give you some hints?"

Dean's eyes widened slightly after hearing Holz's prompt.

What method can make the flesh and blood become similar to wood and plaster?
Dean glanced at the freezer filled with unknown frozen liquid, hesitantly said: "Freeze?"

The problem is that there is no trace of freezing on the surface of the corpse.

But Holz nodded: "Yes, but it's not the freezing we know, but injection freezing. Dean, you should know that our human body contains a lot of liquid. Some medicines, after being injected into the human body, are It can directly condense all the tissue fluid of the human body without dissection, and it is difficult to see from the outside."

His eyes are serious:

"This method of killing is similar to the previous muscle stiffening potion.

Before death, the deceased's perception will be greatly improved, and he can feel the disappearance of his body parts a little bit. It's as if he never had that part of his body.

I have only heard of this method, and this is the first time I have seen it.

Dean, if I'm not mistaken, there probably isn't any blood left at the scene.

You're really in big trouble this time. "

This is not an ordinary murderer, Holz felt that Dean had encountered a hard stubble this time, and might capsize the ship.

dong dong dong~
Noisy voices sounded from the cellar.

A few strong security guards took tools with a bitter face and removed the five large iron nails from the cellar ceiling.

The ports of those iron nails have been embedded inside the corpse.

This process is not beautiful at all.

These corpses were extraordinarily heavy, and the slings that were installed were collapsed very tightly.

This made Lawrence somewhat admire Holz's foresight.

If it hadn't been for Holz's suggestion to put some devices like safety ropes in the air, the security guards might not be able to hold these heavy corpses that have lost their fixation with big iron nails.

After the body was hung down.

Dean touched it with his hands and found that the corpse was not as hard as he imagined, but it had a sense of toughness, and the corpse itself was also somewhat swollen, but this kind of swelling was different from the puffiness caused by the body's brewing, but like cement pouring. The kind of fullness and expansion that enters the body.

Holz wore gloves and inspected more carefully.

The situation is more troublesome than he imagined.

He looked at Dean with some gloat: "Dude, the murderer is even crueler than I imagined. After injecting the medicine and watching these people suffocate to death, he froze them again, and finally put these people to death." Five unlucky guys are nailed to the ceiling, he has a strong desire for revenge, and I suspect that there is something wrong with his psychology."

Dean rolled his eyes.

Is not this nonsensical.

When a normal person kills, the white knife enters and the red knife exits, or they just leave after killing, or pour cement and dismember the corpse at most.

Few murderers have the leisure and elegance to assemble the corpse into a puzzle after killing someone.

This is why although Dean deduces that the murderer has killed all the enemies, the sixth sense still thinks that the other party will attack again.

The murderer may have a psychological problem.

The other party may have been a normal person before the murder, but with the revenge step by step, he has begun to become a lunatic.

And the thoughts of a lunatic are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

zizi~
Accompanying personnel took five bodies and evacuated the cellar.

A large amount of reagent spray was sprayed in the cellar.

moment.

Dean and others entered the cellar again.

In the darkness, only dots of blue fluorescent reactions appeared on the top of the head.

Holz shrugged:

"It seems that my inference is correct.

The murderer did inject the drug into the deceased again.

He is very skilled in this kind of method, and his real identity may not be simple.

Also, I just took a look at a sample of the liquid that a co-worker took out of the freezer.

Although it has not passed the instrument test, I am basically sure that it is the K reagent.

This reagent is generally used in blood coagulation experiments, and the price is not cheap. If it acts on the human body, it can quickly coagulate the blood of a person, causing a reaction similar to catalyzing rigor mortis.

Tsk, if the liquids in those freezers are all K reagents, then I congratulate you, Dean, this time you met a lunatic who is not short of money.

But this is also a very important clue.

Reagent K is a controlled and dangerous medical drug. Even on the black market, it is difficult to obtain such a large quantity. If you check this area, you may be able to get some clues about the murderer.

The time of death of the deceased has not yet been determined.

But the body of the deceased swelled after death, which is a typical freeze-hardening reaction.

The murderer probably waited for the deceased to stay on the ceiling for too short a time, so he soaked and frozen the corpse for a period of time. It was only because of the reagents and the low temperature here that no obvious freezing marks were left on the surface of the corpse. "

"Aba Aba."

Lawrence stared blankly at the eloquent Holtz, rubbed his eyes, and wondered if he saw a shorter version of Dean.

There was also a little shock in Dean's eyes.

This guy is progressing so fast.

Since Holz was inspired by him, his way of thinking has been significantly different from that of ordinary forensic doctors. He prefers to deduce the murderer's psychology from the traces, and then deduce the scene traces from the murderer's psychology.

This is typical criminal investigation (crime) thinking.

Holz was still a little immature on this before, probably equivalent to the super low-profile version of Dean.

I haven't seen you in just a few months.

This guy has grown into a low profile version of Dean.

Helpless, Dean is hanging on the wall. Not only does his mind turn super fast, but he also learns all kinds of survey knowledge without a teacher through the instillation of skills. He has a reserve of trace knowledge that ordinary people can hardly possess in a lifetime.

So Holz really wants to reach Dean's level, and I'm afraid there is no hope in this life.

He was shocked to see the two of them.

Holz had a serious face, and he had already started laughing triumphantly in his heart.

It's not in vain to hold back my breath and crazily enrich myself, work hard to make progress, and spend so much talking.

Finally, this guy was shocked by Dean.

This feeling is [-] times more exciting than playing poker!
He pretended to pat Dean and Lawrence on the shoulders, and said calmly: "Okay, I will give you a reminder. I will confirm the death time of the deceased with my colleagues as soon as possible. I will leave it to you. Pay attention." Safety."

After speaking, Holz turned and left.

Dean and Lawrence looked at each other, speechless.

Damn.

Put it on for him.

"Let's go, Dean, to investigate the K reagent. Didn't you ask that FBI chick to investigate the capital flow of Chinese medicine? Daisy has already checked it before, and she hasn't moved at all. Just let this matter go. Leave it to her."

Lawrence suggested.

Dean nodded: "Daisy was taken away by the SWAT people, this is the only way to go now."

(End of this chapter)