Chapter 292: Bacteria
Chapter 292 Bacteria
Sean was in front of a friend of Mr. and Mrs. Barty, and this guy was also a detective, so Sean immediately struck up a conversation with him, saying, "How long have you known them?"
The detective's name was Franklin, and he had a short beard on his chin, and he looked very resolute, and he was very characteristic of the Spaniards, and he replied, "Since last July." ā
"Have you been to this house before?", Sean asked again.
"Yes! You can only ask one more question. Franklin raised one eyebrow as if grimacing.
"I need to know, where are you at 5:30 p.m.," Sean began.
"With your girlfriend. Franklin said with an exaggerated expression.
Sean smiled, but was not amused by the guy, and asked again, "How acquainted are you with them?"
He hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment, and then replied, "Just friends in the social arena." My girlfriend took me to a drinking party for a drink, and we just made small talk. āļ¼
Sean nodded and said, "Thank you, you can go!", and then he looked around the backyard and saw that to the east was the house, and to the south was a row of high, dense hedges, and outside the hedge stood a man named Tolstoy, the neighbor who found the body. At this time, he was still taking notes with a police officer. To the north was a swamp, stretching for a hundred yards until the next house, barely visible. To the west. At one end of the pier is the Bartys' dinghy, a luxury fiberglass speedboat, the Great Beluga 101, about ten meters long, painted with the words "Tuna".
At this time, Theresa, who had finished talking to the local sheriff, came over. "Mr. and Mrs. Barty travel to and from Sunny Isle in their own boats, and they only travel in winter or bad weather. Only take the operating ferry boat. āć
Sean nodded in understanding, and scooped out a cigar. Light yourself up and start sucking. Theresa crossed her waist and continued: "I'm going to call Sunshine Isle and see if I can find out when they left, the sea is calm, the tide is rising, and the wind is blowing from the east, so they can sail here from Sunshine Isle in the shortest possible time." āć
Sean shrugged, let out a puff of smoke, and said, "I'm not a sailor. Not doing this!"
Theresa laughed instead. With a straight back, he said, "I am, it only takes an hour to get to Sunshine Island from here, but it's usually an hour and a half or two outside." Neighbor Tolstoy heard the boat of the Barty couple and came in at five thirty o'clock. So let's see if we can find a time for them to leave Sunny Isles. Then we can be more certain that Tolstoy heard the Bartys' boat coming in at 5:30. What do you think?";
"You're right. Sean nodded in agreement, and looked around, this is still the usual open-air dining place and furnishings, tables, chairs, outdoor bar, sun umbrellas, etc. Small shrubs and plants grow out of the plank cuts, but there is basically no place for one person to hide himself and ambush two people outside the door.
"What are you thinking?", Theresa asked.
"I'm thinking about this great, beautiful floor. It's huge and doesn't need to be maintained, and it's very layered, like a landscape painting, all of that. Unlike those old-fashioned narrow back porches, which often need to be painted. If I were to buy a house again, I would like to build the same jetty style, but I guess there won't be much lawn at that point. āļ¼
After a few seconds, Theresa opened her mouth and asked, "That's what you're thinking about?".
"Sue me, what else did you learn from the local sheriff?" asked Sean.
"Oh! I think those machines!", Theresa pointed her thumb to the speedboat, "and when the police arrived, it was still hot, as if it were a corpse." āļ¼
Sean nodded. The sun began to sink into the bay, and the sky was noticeably darker and much cooler. If you're wearing a shirt and shorts, but no underwear, you're sure to feel a little cold. Sean thought a little out of the box, the little bird pulls out the cold!
On the shores of San Francisco, from the outer embankment to the newly created land, from north to south, the seasons are really golden times. The days are mild, the nights are good for sleep, the summer is not humid and hot, and the autumn is not cold and rainy. The summer birds have not yet left, and the first migratory birds from the north are resting for a while on their way back south. If you leave the hustle and bustle of the city and spend your whole life here, you have the opportunity to blend in with these natural things, boating, fishing, all of that.
However, it was just a thought that flashed through Sean, and Theresa, who was next to her, looked at him and said, "There is something else, the thread is just tied in a knot in the wood." āļ¼
"Oh, this is the main breakthrough in the case, what is the line?", Sean said. That's right, the tone of his voice has become more and more like Theresa's boss.
"The rope, the rope of the tuna dinghy is not tied to the wedge of the dock, but to the timber, the stake that is out of the water, and I assume that they want to return to the boat in the near future. Theresa frowned and said analytically.
"Good eyesight. Sean said appreciatively.
Theresa smiled and said, "yes, so any ideas?";
"Nothing special. You know, if these guys were running away in boats, I wouldn't be able to see any traces!" Sean said.
"What about your own observations?", "something else?" said Theresa.
"I think you're pushing me to find something. Sean said with a smile.
"Theories, ideas, intuition, anything? It's not like you!Sean!" said Theresa.
"Nope. Could it be that all my assumptions were decorations?", Sean said.
Theresa, the long-legged girl, glared at Sean and said, "You're fired." Then he said, "I'm going to make a call." Ask me about what I just said!" She walked away and entered the house.
Sean watched her enter the house. Glancing back at the corpse, he saw the woman in a light brown suit, chalk out the outline of Vidi. Sean knew what she was doing, and it was standard practice for the police officer in charge of the investigation to draw lines so that the detectives who followed the case to the end and worked with the local prosecutor could learn as much as possible about the case. So Sean immediately decided. The woman in the brown suit, a homicide detective, was sent by the police to investigate the case. Sean understands some of the police in the local area. There is some rejection of the FBI, so Sean needs to be more patient with this woman.
There was once a famous detective who said, "A murder scene is one of the most interesting places in the world." If you know what you're looking at and what you're looking for. āļ¼
Sean combines the material of the two couples he just watched, and thinks about people like Tom and Viddy looking at bacteria under a microscope, and they can tell you the names of these bacteria, what the bacteria are doing now, and what the bacteria might do to the people who are watching them, and so on and so forth. Sean wasn't an expert on this, so if he looked at the bacteria, all he could see was small wavy lines, and Sean wouldn't pretend to understand. He really doesn't know much about bacteria, and he is not good at observing them. And Sean's brain and eyes have never been specially trained to observe the existence of bacteria!
However, when Sean stares at the dead body and the scene around the body, he can see things that ordinary people can't see. Theresa reacts. The sheriff touched the machine and the bodies, noticed that they were still warm, and he also noticed how the boat was tied, and recorded many other details. These ordinary people don't notice. But in Sean's eyes, Theresa is not a real detective, she only operates at the second level. Of course, in his eyes, the rest of the detectives are second-rate except himself!, but he thinks that to solve such a murder, you need to operate at a higher level. But Theresa has a good thing that ordinary detectives don't have, and that is "confidant"! She obviously understands this, which is why Theresa always wants to be with Sean. It's not a shame, the real shame is that you don't have the ability to be tough, so you mess up everything!
Sean continued to observe the Bartys' house, which was a necessary thing for the homicide detectives, because Sean knew that the Barty couples usually wore short clothes, t-shirts, and canvas loafers when they went to Sunny Isles, and when they worked, they put on their practical suits, or biohazard suits and the like. Tom doesn't look like himself in a black shirt. Vidi was dressed in a more subtle tone. Sean theorized that they wore them as a disguise, and that they wore running shoes to run fast. Of course, sometimes you can't make an inference like his with someone else, because other detectives will think that you are just making up clues.
Sean also found that the soles of the Bartys' running shoes were sticking to the red mud -- where did this come from? Not from the actual yĆ n room! It was not likely from the aisle of the ferry terminal, nor did it come from the pier or the house here. It seems that this little couple must have gone somewhere else, and they changed their clothes for this day, and of course, the ending of this day was also the same as before. Something else had happened, Sean couldn't fully deduce it, but he knew that it must be something special.
But it can't be ruled out that there are other cases, such as the possibility that they just ran into the robbers! Of course, Sean also knows that this possibility is a bit low! But it's a possibility after all! You can't completely leave it out!
"I beg your pardon. Sean was thinking about this when someone suddenly spoke behind him, it was a female voice.
Sean turned around and saw that it was the female detective in a brown suit. So he opened his mouth and said, "You have been forgiven." ā
"I'm sorry, why are you here?", the woman said.
"I'm with my boss. Sean smiled.
The woman asked suspiciously, "Are you a policeman?";
Obviously, Sean's high-end casual suit and the unusually bullish big toad mirror gave him an authoritative image, so Sean said more calmly: "I'm with Inspector Theresa!";
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"Why don't you go and check?", Sean said, turning and walking down the steps. He carefully avoided the bunting and walked towards the docks. The woman followed behind Sean.
"I'm Detective Donovan with the San Francisco County Police Crime Unit, and I'm in charge of this investigation. The female detective said.
"Congratulations!", Sean said calmly.
āā¦ā¦ Unless you're here on official business, you're ......," and the detective had just said that Shaun had gone down to the docks and had come to the place where the Barty and his wife were on their boat. The sun was already setting on the long pier. Now not a single sailboat in the bay is visible, only a few motor boats are lit up with running lights. Three-quarters of the moon rises in the southeast, and the moonlight flickers incessantly on the water. There's a different kind of beauty!
The tide rises. The ten-meter-long dinghy was almost floating to shore height, and Sean was jumping onto the deck of the boat.
"What are you doing? You can't do that. The female detective was a little anxious.
Of course, this female detective is very beautiful. If she's ugly. Sean might be a little more disciplined. As Sean saw it, she was dressed quite seriously. But under the sewn clothes, the lines and flesh of the body are like a symphony melody, and it looks like it is about to be unrestrained. Truth be told, she looks like she's smuggling balloons. The second thing, Sean's attention, was that she didn't have a wedding ring. The rest of his inferential list was: age: early thirties, hair: medium-length, copper, eyes: blue, skin: beautiful, not much sun exposure at this time of year, light makeup, pouting mouth, no visible scars or markings, no earrings, no nail polish, and an angry expression on his face.
"Are you listening to me, sir?", said the female detective. If the tone changes, her voice is very beautiful, Sean even deduces. Due to his beautiful face, extraordinary figure, and soft voice, Detective Donovan should have a hard time being treated by men. So she put on a man's outfit to make up for it. She may also have a book that "teaches you what to wear for the occasion".
"Are you listening to me?", the female detective said in a high-pitched tone.
"I'm listening. Speak!" Sean said.
The female detective said, "I'm in charge of here. The homicide case, the county police department ......"
"Okay, you wait a minute. Sean spoke. Quickly look around the dinghy. By this time it was already dark, and he said, "You should set up a post here." āļ¼
"Thank you for your comments. Please jump out of the boat!" said the female detective.
"Good. Sean stepped onto the side of the boat, and she reached out to catch it. Her skin was cool. As she pulled Sean to the dock, she was as agile as a cat, and she reached under Sean's t-shirt with her right hand and snatched the frosted silver revolver from her belt! Sean looked at each other with a smile. Lit up the certificate. And took a step forward.
She stepped back and said, "Why didn't you come early?", and returned the gun to the smiling Sean.
Her face softened, glared at Sean like Theresa, and turned to leave.
Sean looked at the yacht, then also walked up the docks, up three steps, towards the house. Outdoor lights illuminate the area around the glass door, and there are many moths flying around the light.
Sean found that Theresa was talking to an forensic expert. When he saw Sean come in, he said, "What did you find?".
It seems that compared to forensic experts, Theresa clearly trusts Sean more.
Sean shrugged his shoulders and said, "Did anyone scoop the aluminum box at the stern?";
Theresa asked almost in unison with Donovan, "What aluminum box?"
The Bartis had a large aluminium box that they used to store their miscellaneous items, sometimes as a freezer for wine and food. Sean said.
"Where is it?", Detective Donovan asked, apparently more breathless than Theresa.
"That's exactly what I asked you. Sean said.
"I'll look for it. Donovan said.
"Children can be taught!"; Sean said a word in Chinese, beckoned Theresa to turn around and walk through the moon-shaped cave door together, and came out to the front lawn, away from the parked police car. When news of the double murder spreads through the small community, the neighbors, driven by a morbid curiosity, join in. It's a bit of a righteous and brave "around" meaning.
Several cameras pop up in Sean and Theresa's direction, and the video lights follow, illuminating Sean and Theresa's front of the house and them. The cameras turned, and the reporters shouted at them. But none of them paid any attention.
Just then, Detective Donovan, dressed in a suit, caught up with them from the backyard. and sat directly in the back of the black jeep, and said, "What do you think, two detectives?"
"They were murdered. Sean said with a smile.
"Yes, that's right!", Donovan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you think this has anything to do with Sunny Isles?"
"Nope. Sean said again. Theresa, on the other hand, smiled beside her.
"Sue you, I've seen thefts, but this one isn't. It looks like a theft, but it's a search...... You know what's they're looking for!" Donovan said.
"I didn't go inside to see it. Sean said.
Donovan looked at Sean and Theresa, and said with some hesitation, "Bacteria, biowarfare bacteria." That's what I thought, didn't I?"! Donovan continued: "That's what happened to the freezer. I heard you do that!", and Sean still didn't answer.
Donovan continued, "There's a little potion bottle in the freezer, isn't it? I think maybe it has enough bacteria to wipe out San Francisco and New York City. āļ¼ (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. ).
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