leading to the throne

Chapter 6 He Said
"Captain, how could you die so easily? Tell me, it's not true!"

The young girl was still immersed in grief, even though Colin walked to her side, she didn't have much reaction.

"Silly girl, I told her that since she is in this business, she must be prepared for this at any time. She obviously didn't keep it in mind." Jameson's ghost stood beside Colin, shaking his head, "Today It was an important lesson for her."

Colin ignored him, but said to the red-haired girl, "Sorry."

Davelyn looked up at him, but continued to cry without any response.

Under the gaze of the ghost, Colin had no choice but to bite the bullet and continued: "It's a pity to meet the police detective again in this form. I heard that the Luther Street Police Department wants to classify this case as a serial murder case." ?”

"Boy, this is none of your business!" A rough voice came from the side, and a tall man with a beard approached. He was taking pictures at the side, but after noticing Colin's approach, he kept listening carefully. .

"Detective," Colin looked at the thick arms of the visitor, and asked the ghost in his heart, "Can you enhance my fighting ability?"

"Unfortunately, fighting and sports are based on my physical training, and the soul can only give you the 'eyes of insight'." Jameson shrugged and pointed at the visitor, "This is the chief of the Luther Street Police Department, John Dieter."

"The director came here in person..." Colin immediately realized that the identity of the deceased Jameson was really extraordinary.

"He wanted to merge the case as soon as possible to prevent accidents. To be honest, the director is not a bad person except for being greedy, but such a person is the easiest to mess things up. For example, taking advantage of Davelyn's inexperience now, leading investigation and report. If he doesn’t have that rich experience, then in the near future, there will be a special organization to investigate the scene, instead of stuffing my death into an original difficult and miscellaneous case like now. And that case , was also a headache in my old department." Jameson's ghost folded its arms around its chest.

Nodding, Colin walked towards the tall director and held out his hand: "Hello, Director John."

"Since you know me, you should know that this is not the place for you." Director John stared, "If the crime scene is destroyed, you will be in big trouble." He didn't mean to shake hands.

"The dead gentleman and this lady just talked to me not long ago. Seeing how sad she was, I couldn't help but come over." Colin withdrew his hand and opened his mouth in a set of combined punches. "In addition, I also want to talk to Mueller. Goodbye sir."

"Are you the reporter?" Director John understood, "Well, I'm not an unreasonable person. I'll give you 3 minutes. You can't get too close to the corpse."

"Thank you."

Ke Lin didn't talk too much, turned around and stepped forward, bowed slightly towards the corpse, said some mourning words, then came to the side of Devlin who was kneeling on the ground, squatted down, and said in a low voice: "I really can't figure it out, that What motive did the murderer have for killing the detective? Killing a police officer attracts a completely different level of attention than killing an ordinary person."

Chief John, who had not gone far, had good hearing. He sneered, called a police officer, and pointed to Colin: "Pay attention to this man, Jim."

The policeman was very young, with a green face, he said in surprise: "I remember him, he is the informant, what's wrong? What's wrong with him?"

"This may be a smart guy, he thinks he is doing better than the police." The police chief said with a smile, and then signaled the dissatisfied police officers to be quiet, "As long as he doesn't destroy the scene or touch the corpse, you can just watch from the sidelines. Think of it as watching a clown perform."

"Don't worry, Chief." The officer nodded.

Old John patted him on the shoulder before leaving.

The police officer Jim who was ordered on the spot found a corner and eavesdropped with a sneer.Jameson's ghost stands beside him, but does not alert Colin.

the other side.

Davelyn's crying was a little softer, she turned her head to look at Colin, and said intermittently: "You don't understand, this case is unusual, ordinary policemen will not be involved."

Colin shook his head and said, "That's even more strange. Killing a police detective will attract more special police officers. This is not something that a murderer who can continue to kill and hide his whereabouts can do. "

"What do you want to say?" Davelin was startled, and raised her head, tears still streaming.

The constable listened, too, wondering what ridiculous conclusions the man would come to.

Colin said: "When I arrived, the police detective was already dead. The wound on his left hand was bleeding, which indicated that he had not been dead for a long time. Judging from the wounds, wounds and surrounding marks on his body, he had experienced a lot. On the other hand, after I went downstairs, I passed this alley twice, with an interval of five to seven minutes, but I never heard the sound of a struggle. What do you think is the reason for this?"

"The fight lasted for a short time? But it's unreasonable. With the strength of the captain, even if he can be killed, it's impossible to be so easy, let alone..." Davelin wiped away her tears, showing a look of doubt.

Officer Jim frowned.

"In my apartment, Mr. Detective mentioned that in addition to the knife wound, the previous deceased contained toxins in his body. From the exposed skin of Mr. Detective, there is no sign of poisoning. Further pathology and investigation may be required. Serological tests? After all, I don’t know the specific manifestations of the poisonous substance, and the state of the poisoned person before and after.”

"The district police station doesn't have such conditions, so we still have to send it there first, but this will prevent the captain from resting immediately..." Davelin murmured.

Ke Lin didn't care about this, he had to hurry up, so he pointed to the footprints beside the trash can and said, "Look, from the footprints and step length, apart from the police detective, the other person at the scene is about 1.6 meters- 1.7 meters, which is much shorter than the police detective. This person has a fast pace, narrow and shallow footprints, and a large step angle, which shows that he is relatively thin."

On the side, Officer Jim was already frowning, his eyes wandering.

Colin finally noticed him, but he didn't stop talking, but pointed to the back of the corpse's head: "The police head's head is seriously injured, how much strength must be used for that kind of dent? The skull has been destroyed, right?" I heard that even in an autopsy, if you want to open the skull, you have to use a vibrating blade to saw through the hard skull. Did the dead before, I mean the dead who died of serial killers, have such injuries?"

"No, no." Devlin's eyes widened. "The wrist cutter doesn't need this kind of injury, and he can kill people! But this... is it because the captain is stronger?"

That police officer Jim couldn't help but took out his little notebook and began to memorize.This caught the attention of the director not far away.

Colin asked Davelyn: "Do you think, how does a short and thin person attack, how much strength is used, and what weapon is used, so that in a short period of time and in a situation that others cannot detect, he can be attacked by the police? Such a wound on the head? By the way, since the wrist-slasher committed crimes many times, there must be traces left behind, and the height can be determined by the length of the feet and the length of the steps, right? Are they the same?"

Davelyn froze, didn't answer, and fell into deep thought.

Beside, Chief John came back and patted Jim on the shoulder from behind.

"What's the matter child?"

Jim said quickly: "Director, you should listen to it. I think what he said makes sense. Maybe we should investigate further?"

"..."

"Listen," Chief John said to Sergeant Jim at last, "some things are out of our hands. Serial killers are out of our hands."

"But there might be a copycat, not the serial killer..."

"You're thinking too much. You're a layman. You can tell from what he said. It's messy and unorganized." Seeing that Jim wanted to say more, Chief John became impatient. He waved his hand, "I have something to give you."

Jim was taken aback for a moment, but facing the director's gaze, he could only bow his head to accept the order, but his fists were clenched tightly.

On the other side, when he noticed that Chief John was approaching, Colin sped up his speech: "Don't you think Mr. Detective's expression is too calm? He even looks a little calm. Is there a story behind this? By the way, there are also corpse spots ..."

Suddenly, he paused, muttering in his heart: "This is too professional, I should understand it, right?"

"I remember you graduated from medical school," Devlin actually took the initiative to explain to Colin, seeming to agree with Colin's reasoning, "Are you reminding me that it was not the wrist-cutter who killed the captain? It was someone else? But The captain and I separated, and they really went for the wrist cutter."

Having said that, she stopped, waiting for Colin to clarify her doubts, and when she looked at Colin, she had an illusion, as if standing in front of her was the deceased captain.

Bureau Old John coughed lightly and walked over.

Colin knew he couldn't continue talking, but Daveline's performance proved that his efforts were not in vain——

It is necessary to say as much as possible without being too explicit, and at the same time not involving oneself, the scale is difficult to control.Fortunately, he didn't want to solve the case, but just aroused Davelin's suspicion, and that was enough.After all, there really is another murderer, as long as you investigate, you can find clues.

Therefore, he ended the topic: "You are more experienced than me in this regard, and it is not difficult to verify." Before Daveline could ask a question, he backed up, turned around, and left, leaving behind the woman with complicated expressions, and...

Chief John with a complex expression, he saw Davelyn who stopped crying and took out her mobile phone, Chief John rubbed his temples.

"I'm careless, I lost my mind. Because of this kid's meddling, many people in the bureau have to work overtime, and even the bonus at the end of the year may be affected. Forget it, if you encounter such a person, you should walk around Well, we can’t give him another chance to play, and it’s best not to see him again in the future.”

"interesting."

Everyone didn't notice that there was a figure watching here on the roof not far away.

"The little mouse struggling endlessly without protection is really cute. If it faces death again, it may bloom with more beautiful brilliance. Oh, and that question, I want to get the answer from him."

He glanced at the policemen in and out of the alley.

"It's not easy to do it for the time being, let the little mouse live for a few more days, spend a few days in fear, and then usher in the same ending. Before this is a sideshow, let's solve that unpleasant ugly fake first .”

He whistled, turned and left.

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(End of this chapter)