Wine and Gun

"He wants to catch all the murderers in the world, there's no doubt about that. I guess if you tell him someone is going to commit a crime in the future, he's even willing to arrest that person for a crime he hasn't committed yet - he's like a shepherd People protect the little lambs, and the mother swan protects the little swans to protect the 'good people' in his eyes." Olga snorted, "And I guess his opinion of me mainly comes from the suspicion that I will leave him. The 'Good People' team is up - but, listen to me, Albarino."

Albarino hummed softly from his throat and looked at her.

"You will see that excess justice is as dangerous as excess evil," Olga said in a warning tone.

"Very thought-provoking motto," Albarino replied slowly, still with a smile in his voice.

Olga shook her head, obviously unwilling to talk about that topic again, she said in a single stroke, "It's pointless to talk about those things. Could you show me the autopsy report? You brought it, didn't you?"

"Bring it." Albarino finally smiled helplessly at her, and handed Olga the Manila folder that he had been holding in his hand.

Olga's anger seemed to have calmed down a bit. She took the folder and sat down in the seat closest to her, and began to read the autopsy report.

The autopsy of this victim was not done by Albarino because at the time they thought the case was a normal homicide, and he was at home on paid leave, continuing to watch the Shark Week documentary replay, for him and Herstal Dinner, blah, blah.

Albarino only saw the autopsy report after being called by the forensic chief to the forensic department this morning, but he had read it over on the way to the police station, and now he has a plan in mind.

"It's very similar to what happened in other states before," said Albarino, reaching for a few pictures in the report that featured injuries to the deceased's wrist and ankle. "The killer was kidnapping. The victims were imprisoned and they were all tied up for a long time - perhaps the ropes tied to their limbs were never loosened, in terms of damage."

"If the victim has been tied on his back, he will naturally scratch the murderer when he is sexually assaulted," Olga commented.

"Yes, CSI did not extract any test materials from the deceased's fingernails." Albarino pointed out, "In addition, although the deceased did have traces of sexual assault, we did not find any jīng fluid. "

"Wearing a condom? Because of his anti-reconnaissance ability?" Olga guessed, and then she shook her head herself, "No, wearing a condom may reduce the intimacy that the murderer feels during the sexual assault. It may also be Retrograde shejīng or... not shejīng disease, maybe. In fact, many sex offenders of this type have sexual dysfunction, which is beyond our imagination.”

At this time, Albarino remembered Tommy's speculation about "Westland pianist having erectile dysfunction", and he felt a little funny.

"The previous victims were missing for about a month before they were killed, but I don't think they became too thin." Olga continued, turning the page again, "The murderer fed them?"

"It seems so, based on how well the victim's stomach was digested, he was killed about three hours after his last meal," Albarino said. "Guess what food we found?"

Olga looked at him, blinked, and laughed.

"Good food?" she asked.

"Yes, we found meat like steak, and what must have been some sort of dessert residue. That's obviously a good meal for a serial killer's victim," Albarino said. The autopsy report also included photos of chyme. I really don't know how these forensic doctors sifted out the food scraps eaten by the deceased in that pile of stomach contents. "However, how did you guess?"

Olga looked at him, and then with that look on her face watching the shrouded predator, she said slowly: "Because the killer loves him—loves them, loves everyone he kidnaps. ."

"Interesting point," Albarino nodded and encouraged, "Tell me about your profile before Bart and the others come back."

Herstal's car frowned slightly when the electronic warning system began to report a drop in tire pressure because of the flat tires.

It was barely nine o'clock in the morning when Herstal drove to a client's house in the northwest of Westerland--a gentleman who had made a fortune by some rather illicit means, in short, he Live on a ten-acre estate - discuss with him some details about wills, the wealthy old gentleman who has three sons and a daughter should be very careful about his wills.

They had made an appointment to meet at half past nine, and if things could go according to plan, Herstal would surely arrive on time. But now he can only pull over and park in the emergency parking lane, get out of the car to check what happened to his tires: he found that the two tires on the right side of the car are gradually suffocating, and there is something tens of meters away. Glittering on the road in the sun, something must have punctured his tire.

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