Liv interrupted, “Our previous speculation may be wrong. The person who rescued the murderer may not be his accomplice. The murderer had gunshot wounds on his body. After the car crashed into a tree on the roadside, the airbags were all deployed. We suspect that the murderer may have been in a coma and was kidnapped by a third party…”

Inspector Hunter frowned, looking tired, “We are now trying to figure out the cause of the murderer’s death to speculate the identity and purpose of this third party…”

He asked Locke, “How did you find out that there was something wrong with this car?”

Locke said frankly, “When I checked the car, I found that the burnt state on the back seat was a bit strange, and then I looked under the car and found burnt blood spots…”

After hearing this, Inspector Hunter asked the forensic personnel who were collecting traces of the car to move aside, and personally lay under the car to take a look. After getting up, he leaned over to check the back seat of the car.

He turned to Locke and praised him: “Sharp observation, Locke, you already have the potential to become a detective…”

Detective Hunter told Liv: “Call Sunset Boulevard immediately and ask them to check the parking lots on both sides of the road to see if they can find similar blood spots. After finding them, ask the forensic doctor to calculate how long the car stayed on Sunset Boulevard. They should have a way…

“Also, see if you can find blood spots on the road and restore the route the other party took from Sunset Boulevard to here…”

Locke was greatly inspired by what he heard next to him. He really couldn’t underestimate these experienced FBI agents.

The time the vehicle stayed can indeed be calculated by the height of the chassis and the size and number of blood spots.

Knowing the time the car stayed, we can know how long the third party spent with Spike, and we can speculate what the relationship between the third party and Spike is.

Well, if we can find out the time of Spike’s death, it will be more accurate.

I don’t know what Spike looked like after being burned, and whether the time of death can be measured.

However, Locke was not panicked, after all, he was very sure that there were no traces left.

At this time, David said, “Detective Hunter, can we leave now?”

After the scene was handed over to the FBI, he and Locke could leave and continue patrolling.

“Sorry, please wait a moment…”

Detective Hunter said to Locke, “Since Locke just happened to run into it, you can help take a look now!”

It was agreed last night, so Locke naturally had no problem.

“No problem! ”

He replied to Inspector Hunter, and then explained to David, “Inspector Hunter needs my help with something…”

David looked at him suspiciously and replied, “OK, I’ll wait for you in the car!”

Locke followed Inspector Hunter to the back seat of his Escalade. It must be said that the full size means large space.

Inspector Hunter asked curiously, “Why do you feel that your partner is hostile to me?”

Locke smiled and said, “He is worried that you will dig me to the FBI…”

“…”

Inspector Hunter shrugged and said nothing.

The FBI also has dignity. He has invited Locke twice and will never invite him a third time.

He took out a tablet from the front row, unlocked it with fingerprints, called up a document, and handed it to Locke, “This is the cosmetic surgery plan that four top plastic surgeons in Los Angeles made for Johnny Dyson based on Harry Belleine’s case. Which one do you think best fits the style of a ‘doctor’? ”

Locke took the tablet and scanned the four plans one by one, and then studied each plan carefully to see what part the plastic surgeon had changed.

After looking at it for a few minutes, he couldn’t help but frown and shook his head: “To be honest, I don’t think these four are in the style of a ‘doctor’. The traces of plastic surgery are too obvious, and they are completely incomparable to Harry Bellein. I have to say that their technology is still far from that of a ‘doctor’…”

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Locke asked: “I believe you should put these four faces into the database and scan them, and it will be easy to identify them, right!”

Inspector Hunter sighed and nodded: “Yes, so I want to see if you have any better plans…”

Locke thought about it and felt that he should deepen his friendship with Inspector Hunter, and asked: “Do you have paper and pen?”

Inspector Hunter found a capacitive stylus for the tablet, “Maybe you can draw directly on the tablet!”

“No problem…”

Locke took the capacitive stylus and asked: “Do you have a photo of Johnny Dyson? ”

Inspector Hunter reached out and tapped twice on the tablet, entered the photo, and pulled out Johnny Dyson’s photo.

Although it was just a glimpse, Locke had just seen many other photos, such as the photo of the burning of 18 Sunset Boulevard, and the photo of Spike’s charred body…

He was stunned for a moment and asked directly: “That was the photo of 18 Sunset Boulevard just now.Photos of No. 8 after it was burned? ”

“Yeah!”

Inspector Hunter just nodded.

Locke didn’t say anything else. He stared at the photo of Johnny Dyson for five minutes, his brain working frantically.

If he were a “doctor”, how would he change Johnny Dyson’s appearance?

Locke thought that if he had merged into a master of disguise last night, this problem should be easy to solve now.

Thanks to the upgrade of makeup and sketch lip reading to L3, Locke had a deeper understanding of Harry Belle’s previous plastic surgery.

The characteristic of the “doctor”‘s plastic surgery is natural. Through plastic surgery technology, he can make people achieve the effect of a complete change with just minor adjustments. If you are not a very professional, you can basically not find any traces of plastic surgery.

Soon Locke had a plan in his mind and quickly drew on the tablet , at this moment he seemed to have become a “doctor”, making a plastic surgery plan for Johnny Dyson completely according to the plastic surgery logic of a “doctor”.

10 minutes later, after constant revisions, a person who looked three-quarters like Johnny Dyson appeared on the tablet.

The reason why it was said to be three-quarters like was that Locke retained Johnny Dyson’s beard, unlike the four plastic surgeons who removed Johnny Dyson’s iconic beard.

He only made minor adjustments to the bridge of the nose, the tibia, the cheekbones, and the frontal bones, making him look very similar to Johnny at first glance, but at a closer look, they were two completely different people.

After saving, Locke handed the tablet to Inspector Hunter and sighed, “I’m not sure, but this is the plan I can think of! ”

Inspector Hunter stared at Locke’s portrait for a while, without saying anything, and directly imported the portrait into the database for comparison. Unexpectedly, the comparison came out quickly.

Locke was dumbfounded. Damn, is my plan worse than those of the four plastic surgeons?

Uh, it seems wrong. It is not Johnny Dyson who is compared, but a man named Carl Rip, with a similarity of 85%.

Locke asked: “What’s going on?”

Compared to Locke’s confused face, Inspector Hunter grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and a layer of oily light came out of his bald head. He was obviously extremely excited. He reached out and patted Locke’s shoulder hard.

“Locke, you are really a genius! You actually restored the ‘doctor’s’ plastic surgery plan…”

Inspector Hunter took a few deep breaths, suppressed his excitement, and said: “This is the power of the ‘doctor’. The person after his face change must be a real person, with a perfect social resume and social security information. Obviously, this Carl Rip has been replaced by Johnny Dyson! ”

Locke found a bug, so why didn’t Harry Bellein of the Buffalo Gang match other identities before?

Seeing that Black Egg was happy, he didn’t want to spoil the fun, so he didn’t ask this question immediately. In his heart, he was skeptical about the plastic surgery plan that he restored to the “doctor”. Whether it was true or not, he would only know after catching this guy, Carl Rip.

Detective Hunter said excitedly: “Locke, you helped a lot, I owe you a favor!”

He didn’t care about being slapped in the face, and stared at Locke sincerely, “Really, Locke, you should come to the FBI, you are just wasting your talent and talent staying in the LAPD…”

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