Wine and Gun

"As I said, I'm exploring where you fit best," he concluded, "so be careful, Mr. Armalette, and don't show weakness in front of me. As you know: love is bigger and harder than murder. hide."

Note:

[1] In "The Count of Monte Cristo", Dantès does not eat any food at the banquet of Fernand's house, because "according to the habit of the Orientals, people do not eat food under the same roof with their enemies", The "oriental" in the text should refer to the Arabs.

[2] The characteristics of the American Southern accent are basically prolonged vowels, no pauses between words, and heavy nasal sounds. Because of the backward economy of the southern United States in the past and the general low level of education of the people, it has long been looked down upon by people in other parts of the United States. The stereotype is that southern accents are always perceived as earthy and easy to ridicule.

[3] "Urine, arson, and animal killing" are the so-called "three elements of serial killers".

[4] The dissemination of txt files is prohibited in this article. Readers who read pirated articles should delete this document immediately. Otherwise, twin girls in blue dresses will be frequently seen at the entrance of their elevators, and a red unknown liquid will flow out of the elevator. In 70% of cases, in the middle of the night, you may suddenly encounter a crazy jīng mental patient with an axe slashing at your bedroom door with an axe.

[5] "Love is worse than murder and harder to hide."

--Shakespeare's Twelfth Night.

Chapter 22 Rain Rain Go Away 01

At the end of October, Westland is still often lingering in the rain. The rain is not big, but it is endless and tiresome. The poor weather has caused a lot of pressure on the public transportation department. The evidence of the homicide was destroyed.

Bart Hardy slid down the shoulder of the curb, one foot deep and one foot shallow, the silt soft and slippery under his feet. The cordon was pulled along a road in the countryside. At first glance, there was not even a house as far as the eye could see. It was a good place for throwing corpses.

A passing traveler reported to the police that a corpse was found in the wild: a common case of dumping a body after death, in Westland, will eventually prove to be a conflict between gangs; such a simple case naturally does not need a profile Teacher, Olga is probably teaching at the university, and there is no Bates in the CSI here today.

But for some reason, Albarino Bacchus stood outside the blockade with a smile on his face.

If Hardy remembers correctly, the paid leave given to Albarino by the Medical Examiner Bureau should be until November 1st, as one of the compensations for his innocent imprisonment, and the compensation is still being negotiated.

Hardy felt a trance as he looked at Albarino, who was standing bored, and at the forensic field investigator who was indeed busy at the crime scene.

"I'm so bored." Albarino told Hardy with a lazy smile, "Ask which scene you were out in the bureau, and I'll come over."

"What about your little girlfriends?" Hardy glanced at him helplessly. Someone was on paid leave while others were at work. It was really enviable.

"Didn't you accuse me of messing up my private life last time or something? I haven't had that kind of nightlife since I got out of prison." Albarino's eyes widened, his expression looked damn innocent, "I recently watched it at home. Shark Week documentary replay."

...then his days were quite boring. While muttering silently, Hardy raised the cordon and signaled Albarino to sneak in, and by the way threw him a pair of rǔ rubber gloves: "This is also a very boring case, someone was thrown in this kind of wilderness— You know, it's usually a gang dispute."

The one thing he didn't say was: 50% of cases like this will have no results. The two walked to the corpse, and the forensic field investigator crouching beside the corpse was a young man who had not been in the industry for a long time. He raised his head a little nervously and called out "Doctor Bacchus" in the direction of Albarino. .

And in front of them was an extremely ferocious corpse: it was a tall man with blond hair, his throat was slit, and blood was smeared everywhere on the front of the man's clothes. The murderer must have cut a lot of knives in the process of killing the deceased, and even the faintly exposed bones can be seen on the neck of the flesh.

Albarino responded to the other party with a generous smile as if he didn't want money, and asked by the way, "What did you find?"

"The deceased has been dead for more than 12 hours, and he was probably killed after the rain stopped last night," said the forensic field investigator, who tapped the deceased's corpse-spotted finger from a distance, "he may have been killed after he was killed. was stuffed into a small space like the trunk of a car, and then the body was thrown here. The murderer must have kept him in that small space for a long time before throwing the body, waiting for him to be thrown. The corpse is already formed: maybe the killer tried to destroy the corpse, but you can see the posture of the corpse from the posture of his arms before it was destroyed."

Indeed, although the deceased was lying on his back on the ground, his hands were not flat on the ground, but were slightly stretched up to the sky in a strange posture, posing a gesture similar to an embrace. This is likely because the killer had to put the dead man in a tucked knee position when he had been stuffed into a small space.

"That's a little weird," Albarino said to himself.

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