14.10 New York City Slaughterhouse Bone Incident X
In the hotel room where Du Pingping was staying, Du Pingping sat in front of his laptop and was showing Daniel and Henry his findings one by one. That is, the little bit of information that Du Ping has been strange and has been ignored by the New York City medical examiners and the FBI.
A photograph of a human skull was brought to a very high-definition, positional position, and Du Fair reminded Daniel and Henry.
"What do you see?"
Henry shook his head directly, "Don't ask me, I don't know anything." β
Daniel pointed to a small crack and asked, "Do you mean that the victim was abused by this serial murderer during his lifetime?"
Du Ping nodded, "Yes!"
After getting Daniel's approval, Du Ping quickly operated, and the human skulls moved quickly, and between the walks, Du Ping pointed out the scars that Du Ping thought might be the victim's death and suffered a blow to the head.
Daniel didn't understand what Du meant fairly, but Henry was more direct, "Professor Du, according to my personal understanding, it is normal for the victim to be abused by the murderer before his death. There are many cases where there are similar situations, and if you just look for a crime that is violent against a woman, not to mention the whole city of New York! In just one block, I can pull out one or two dozen suspects for you. β
Instead of being angry, Du Fair glanced at Henry appreciatively, and then smiled mysteriously, "Now I'm going to show you one of our most different ladies! I'm going to name her Eve for the time being, because the FBI and the New York City Police haven't been able to find her true identity so far!"
The display of an identical human skull, something that looks exactly the same in the eyes of Daniel and Henry, is probably only very different and individual in the eyes of someone like Du Ping. Du Pingping didn't wait for Daniel and Henry to answer like elementary school students, and directly threw out his own opinions.
"I'm calling her Eve! because she's very, very different, and if I'm not mistaken, she's probably the first victim of this serial killing." Because ......"
In the computer, Du Pingping constantly expands the local subtleties of the mind, and stops to emphasize.
"Because she not only has the scars of death injuries that have just been suffered, the scars that have been around for less than a month, but also some long-term injuries that have long healed and have grown!"
Daniel seemed to understand what Du Ping meant, "Are you saying that she may be the one who has been with the murderer the longest among these victims?"
Du Ping nodded, "And if it's my guess, she is not only the victim, but also most likely some kind of relative of the murderer, such as a wife?"
Daniel was silent, as if he was contemplating Du Fair's opinion and train of thought. Then he nodded suddenly, "Anyway, she needs to investigate! No problem, I will organize an investigation and search focused on her!"
Daniel directly contacted his colleagues at the New York City Police Department in front of Du Pingping, and after a brief exchange, he put down the phone and passed on the information to Du Pingping.
Daniel, "There are still three dead people who have not been identified, and this Lady Eve is one of them. The police and the FBI have conducted investigations through the driver's license, missing persons and other systems, but there is still no result. Tomorrow they will collect information from the public through television, marriage and other media. What should we do now?"
Daniel's eyes were on Du Pingping, and he didn't ask his partner in the slightest.
"Up to now, the earliest victim we know is 11 years ago, so I think this one is the original victim, so her death may be at least 12 years ago." Since my guess is that she is likely to have a very different relationship with the killer himself, such as family. Then she may not have reported her disappearance at all. So I think the only way to find out who she really is in the hospital! Go to the hospital and look up the women who used to find out about domestic violence or other domestic injuries 12 years ago, but it hasn't happened again. β
Henry whistled loudly, then interjected, "That's a lot of work!"
Du Ping pointed to the photo, "Fortunately, we still have a restored photo of this Lady Eve!"
This time, Daniel didn't wait for Henry's random interjection, and directly confirmed, "Okay, no problem! I'll find my brothers to help me investigate this matter now, let's start with the neighborhood first! I hope we're right!"
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Daniel and Henry leave to find their friends at the New York City Police Department and investigate their thoughts and ideas. Miyako can finally come out of her bedroom. Dressed in a bathrobe, the whole body is moist and sweet, as if I have just come out of the bathroom. So it was even more beautiful, Mimiko walked to Du Ping's side, and her upper body gently snuggled up to Du Ping's body.
Miyako, "My media friends in Keiloro are ready to start planning my news event, do you have any comments?"
Du Fair greedily put his arm on Mimiko's thin waist, "No, I just want to ......"
Du Ping's love rises, and his hands and feet will naturally not be honest, wandering in Mimiko's usual area, trying to tease.
Miyako's body seemed to have softened, but she still insisted on pointing at the open laptop display showing Ms. Eve, "I'm sorry! You're not going to do it in front of a picture of a dead man, are you?"
Du Ping immediately closed the laptop, serious and serious, "Of course not!
Mimiko immediately pulled Du Ping's body up and pushed it to the bathroom inside, "Take a shower first!
Of course, Du Ping would not refuse Miyako's little request, so he obediently walked into the health room, removed his clothes one by one, and then suddenly remembered something and turned his head to look at Miyako.
Du Pingping, "If I really help the New York City police solve the case in private, there should be no problem, right?"
Miyako, "No problem! This is New York City, and if we are implicated in helping them, it is the New York City police who really lose face." And if the incident is quickly broken, do you think there is any reason for the FBI to stop us from leaving?"
Du Pingping thought about it seriously, and then shook his head, "I don't know! I can't imagine it!"
Miyako smiled, "Actually, it doesn't matter, because whether it's right or not, it's big news for me and my media friends." And there can only be one male protagonist in this news, and that is you!"
Mimiko took the initiative to kiss Du Pingping's lips as if she was uncontrollable for a while, and Du Pingping, of course, accepted it unceremoniously, and gradually mastered the home of this battle. The shower in the bathroom is sprinkled with dreamy colors, and the two bodies are entangled in this beauty.
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A hospital that was still operating, a patrol police car pulled into the parking lot and stopped. Two New York City uniformed police officers walked down in full uniform, one black and one white, and after glancing at each other, they walked towards the hospital gate together. Around the same time, a private clinic in the community was opened by two Radjan-uniformed police officers. There are also ordinary people who have no hospitals or clinics at all, and at this time, the patrol police in the neighborhood have already walked in.
A war for the honor of the New York City Police is in full swing, and this is not a certain paranoia that foreigners like Du Ping can understand, it may be this kind of paranoia that belongs to a small collective and a small hill, which causes the New York City Police Department itself to be not weaker than the strength and ability of the FBI. This is their turf, their home turf, and although for some reason, the FBI, which belongs to the federal government, now has official investigative powers over the incident, but that does not mean that the majority of police officers in New York will give in. And it's also this kind of situation, it's just the interconnection between a few friends, and some police officers who should have been resting are back to their jobs at this time. Go busy with a job or task that won't have any overtime pay at all.
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At the 16th Block Police Department in New York, Lisa is sitting helplessly in this interrogation room. The door opened, and two acquaintances walked in. It was none other than Detective I Daniel Reagan and his partner Henry Carlson. As soon as Henry entered, he greeted happily.
Henry, "Hey! β
Lisa, "What's going on!"
Lisa snapped up and looked directly at Daniel across the street. Daniel just sat down quietly and naturally across from her.
Henry, "Beauty, I heard that you beat people. People just praise you for your beauty, and you put them in the hospital. It's not a shame that it's a tough girl from Texas......"
Lisa, "Shut up!"
Lisa didn't bother to pay attention to Henry, who was still chattering, and her eyes were still looking directly at Daniel opposite. Daniel's hands spread out helplessly, an innocent expression. In the morning, Aaron got the news that it was Daniel who the FBI asked the New York City Police Department to monitor and control Du Fair throughout the whole process! But when Lisa walked into the lobby of this hotel, an accident happened. When Lisa pesters himself with an impudent man, he just pushes him, and he falls to the ground and calls the police to say that Lisa has attacked him. And the police came obviously much faster than usual, so Lisa didn't even meet Du Fair, so she was brought here.
This is obviously a game designed by the New York City police for themselves! All kinds of fouls and black whistles are rated, but Lisa has nothing to do.
Lisa looked directly at Daniel across the street, "What do you mean?
Daniel, "Miss Lisa, you look like you've been tricked right now. Don't distort our goodwill and friendship!"
Lisa looked directly at Daniel, "Have you seen the surveillance footage at the time?"
Daniel, "Yes. β
Lisa, "You felt my fist at the time, can I punch someone into the hospital?"
Daniel, "Don't believe it. You and I are both professional police officers, and the extent to which we can beat people is a basic skill. If you really want to put people in the hospital, you're going to find a place where no one is around, no cameras. And not in a hotel lobby full of people. β
Lisa, "Then you won't let me go?"
Daniel's expression was very helpless, "That person is still living in the hospital, and the other party's lawyer is outside, although we know each other, we can't be derelict in our duties!"
Lisa stared straight at her, not believing Daniel's nonsense at all, "How can you let me go?"
Daniel, "Wait for the others to come out of the hospital, and everyone will talk again calmly. It's not a big deal, it won't be a problem. β
Lisa's voice was firm, "I'm going out now." β
Daniel was helpless, "This can't be. β
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In the cafΓ© on the third floor of the hotel, the elegant piano makes a pleasant sound under the playing of a woman in white. It's an elegant, civilized environment, and the people who sit here are successful people with civilized manners. In a small booth, Du Pingping, Miyako, Deputy Director Charles, and another old man sat at the same table. At this time, Du Pingping did not wait for the expected FBI personnel, but ushered in a private representative of the New York City Police Department.
Charles, "Hello, I'm NYPD Deputy Chief Charles Nick. This is Taylor Hinkson, a professor of social sciences at New City University and a member of the National Academy of Sciences in Tonga. It's a pleasure to meet both of you here!"
Du Ping looked at the two in front of him and smiled, this was a very strange meeting. In the morning, when he got up, he received a phone call saying that Taylor Hinkson, a prominent scholar at New York University, wanted to see him. Taylor is a very famous scientist, and of course Du Ping will not refuse, but he did not expect that when they met, a person claiming to be the deputy chief of the New York City Police Department also appeared at the same time.
"Hello, Director Charles, I wonder what Director Charles is looking for me?"
Charles smiled and explained his behavior of laying his own eggs through Taylor's hen, "Some small tricks can't be put on the table, so Du Ping is making a joke! I hope Mr. Du Pingping will be interested. β
"I don't know what the plan is?"
Charles, "In response to the changing trend of urban crime in recent years, the New York City Police is prepared to fund and sponsor a number of independent laboratories to help the New York City Police conduct research on crime patterns and behaviors." I wonder if Mr. Du Pingping is interested?"
"What the director may not know is that I already have two independent research groups at Jingluo Imperial University, and I am only a first-year student. It may not be possible to participate in any crime lab. And I don't mean to live in the country of Yu. β
Charles, "There's no problem with that. We recognize Mr. Du's ability and our program is open to scientists from all over the world. You can participate in Dongliuqiu without even staying in the country of Yukoku. When the time comes, establish some interaction mechanisms with our labs at NYU, and trust me, this kind of business will definitely be very helpful!"
"I'm sorry! I probably can't answer directly." To tell you the truth, I originally had my own plan for my life, and this plan had no intention of leaving my homeland......"
Charles kindly interrupted, "Mr. Du Pingping, don't rush to conclusions, okay? I believe that we are very sincere, and there will be a solution to the matter." Okay, okay?"
Du Pingping felt that Mimiko under his table was kicking his feet, so he changed his words, "I thank Mr. Director for his kindness." I'll seriously consider it. β
Miyako held Du Ping's hand with her small hand, looked at each other for a moment, and then took the initiative to dialect, "Mr. Director, I can communicate with you privately on behalf of my fiancΓ© on this matter." β
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In an office of the New York City Police Department, Aaron, who had a serious face, looked at Lisa in front of him, and next to him, a uniformed officer from the New York City Police Department who had just brought Lisa in, turned around and left after handing over the relevant procedures.
Aaron's eyes were serious, "Do you know you're wrong?"
Lisa, "Yes. It was obviously a trap, and I jumped headlong into it. β
Aaron nodded, "Not stupid." β
Lisa was furious, "I'll get it back." β
Aaron, "Not really. Although they have made a move, they are not afraid of our counterattack. We had already predicted the current situation before we came to New York City, but the only thing I was curious about was what was the purpose of their little action today? This kind of small action has no other purpose than to give us a warning bell and make us more careful. What are they trying to do?"
Lisa, "I don't know. β
Aaron, "But their purpose in preventing us from reaching that Oriental is clear!"
Lisa, "Yes, don't worry! I'll be keeping an eye on this Oriental lately." β
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Eighteenth Block, a quiet neighborhood where Caucasian middle-class people gather. In a small two-story building in the middle of the block lives a surgeon Bill, who has retired with honor. Because of his profession and his always friendly neighborly attitude, he is a well-respected elder in the neighborhood.
In the afternoon, the old man was sitting on a chair on the porch in front of his house, enjoying the warm spring sun. At this time, he generally likes to make himself a hot cup of coffee and pick up a copy of his favorite. It was the same day, except that while he was enjoying his leisurely time, a patrol car pulled up to the side of the road outside his favorite compound, and the two patrol officers in charge of the neighborhood stepped out of the car and greeted Bill warmly and knowingly.
Patrol white man, "Mr. Bill, afternoon!"
Bill put down his book, stood up, and greeted him warmly, "Hello, Fakaslo! β
The white patrolman, "Yes, sir, I want to ask you about an incident." β
The patrolman pulled a photograph out of his jacket pocket and approached Bill.
Patrolman white, "We want to know, do you know such a lady." At least 12 years ago, she should have had to be hospitalized for violent injuries on a regular basis. β
Bill smiled and took the photo and put on his reading glasses, "12 years ago, it was a very long time. β
Patrolman white, "Yes, it would be very helpful if you could recognize her." β
Bill adjusted the angle and position of his glasses and smiled, "No problem! I'll try to help you ......."
Bill's language suddenly stopped, and it was immediately spotted by the patrol officer in front of him, "Do you already recognize her?"
Bill looked at the picture again, then looked up at the patrolman, "Yes, if she was as young as she was in this picture, she would have been Mrs. Wolf." β