Next to the breakfast stall in Chinatown, he walks in plain clothes on weekends, which is his habit, and drinking a comfortable bowl of soy milk in the morning will make his body feel comfortable.

"Officer Zhou, eat breakfast."

The owner of the breakfast stall is from Fuzhou, he is very honest, he speaks Mandarin with an emphasis on his hometown, everyone calls him stupid and honest, and he will be called an honest brother on weekends.

"Honest brother, I'm still ......"

"A bowl of soy milk, no fritters and pickles." Silly and honestly smiled at the weekend, very honest: "It's been more than a week, remember." ”

Weekend smiled, and although the owner of the breakfast stall did not speak to him in a familiar dialect, in the United States, he still felt friendly.

By the way, the honest brother came in the dark, and the so-called black came to sign a tourist visa with a 'white book' passport, and bought a round-trip ticket before coming to make the visa officer feel that you would definitely come back, and then when you arrived in the United States, you immediately refunded the ticket and started your hard working life.

In the United States, the police will not send the hacked person to the immigration bureau for no reason, if you don't break the law, you can hack here for a lifetime, the honest brother has been in the black in Los Angeles Chinatown for a full eleven years, at that time the immigration bureau has not taken Fuzhou as a key target, as for the reason for the black, it is very realistic, the honest brother who has no money and no ability can only rely on the exchange rate to make money to support the family, even if he occasionally hooks up with the lonely sister-in-law in Chinatown, but for him who has not been able to return to China to see his daughter-in-law for eleven years, I'm afraid it's not a sin.

"I'm in for a treat."

The honest brother said this every time, and every time on the weekend, he would put a lot of money and tips under the empty bowl after drinking soy milk.

"Week."

On the weekend when I was about to talk, I heard the voice that I had just heard that I was used to, it was Adam who was teaching forensics knowledge to himself in the 77th block, how could it be him? He doesn't usually come to Chinatown......

"Week."

The moment Adam stepped out of the police car of the Western Branch, he was carrying a folder in his hand, and rushed over in a rage: "Do you remember the question you asked me at the scene of the crime? I can tell you the answer now. ”

"The murderer is a == sex-abuse--addicted, he doesn't kill people to satisfy the distorted **, nor is it a relationship between affection, hatred, and money, but simply to enjoy the happiness that S-M brings him."

"It's an appraisal report, and it also explains why the killer can give up when he killed Elena the first time, and instead kill her in bed, Elena is his prey, the prey to be played with in applause."

Looking at the identification report very carefully over the weekend, he saw the proof that Elena had been sexually assaulted, but found that the murderer did not seem to want to cover up anything, leaving evidence in Elena's nails that could be identified by DNA; Also, according to the murderer's cleanup of the crime scene, he should be a person with strong anti-reconnaissance ability, but the sperm liquid was actually found in Elena's lower body and in the water in the bathtub; The two reports also pointed out that Elena did not have any fingerprints on her body, but clear fingerprints were found on the clothes piled up in the bathroom!

"It's too contradictory."

This forensic report and the forensic report are basically reversed, making it impossible to see whether the murderer is stupid or smart.

Adam understood the meaning of the weekend's words: "I think so, too. ”

"A true master should not make such a serious mistake even if he neglects it, and judging by the way he committed the crime, this bastard is as skilled as if he had practiced it hundreds of times. Zhou, I called and asked a psychoprofiling expert and came to the conclusion that this person could not be profiled. ”

"Can you imagine anything?"

Zhou Zhou smiled wryly and shook his head: "YE, imagining and studying nuclear fission out of thin air are my strengths. "Actually, his answer was, 'How could this have been imagined?'.

The two of them stared at the report at the table next to the breakfast stall, and not only on the weekend, but even Adam found the case very strange.

"Did the hotel surveillance find anything?" Asked over the weekend.

Adam shook his head: "Like the drowning case in the water tower, the camera didn't shoot anything, this time there was not even the strange behavior of the killed, and the people who lived on the floor also checked, and no one heard too special sounds, which shows that the victim was subdued at the first time, and there was no chance to call for help." ”

Tick, tick, tick.

Tick, tick, tick.

When Adam's phone rang, his face became more and more serious after he answered the phone, and the moment he hung up the phone: "Zhou, we have to go." ”

"Where to go? Today I'm on vacation! ”

"Cecil Hotel, another one is dead."

“SHIT。” The weekend that I thought was challenging for this hotel suddenly began to feel that this hotel had become a trouble, or like a dogskin plaster, a trouble that I couldn't get rid of.

"Get in the car."

I didn't even have time to drink soy milk on the weekend, so I threw down ten dollars and Adam and went straight to the BMW parked on the side of the road.

Airplanes.

The car started and drove straight out of Chinatown and headed all the way to the Cecil Hotel.

This time, more people gathered downstairs at the Cecil Hotel, the Los Angeles Police Department directly sealed the entire hotel, the patrol officers of the nearest substation to the hotel arrived one after another, and even the people from the Western Precinct were on the scene, most of these people were recording statements to the people living in the hotel, and they saw the FBI car here on the weekend.

It's the FBI again, and I don't have a good impression of this group of people over the weekend.

Bite.

After entering the hotel, the elevator door opens on the third floor, and when Weekend and Adam appear, it is not only the homicide department who is working on the case, but two FBI detectives are standing there.

"Adam is here."

FBI agents in black suits were standing in the hallway on the third floor of the hotel, and the people from the forensic and forensic departments were busy in the room.

"Yes, Adam was the most likely person to be transferred directly from the homicide department to the FBI, and the boss was even exempted from the assessment......"

"It's a pity he's gone."

An agent in his fifties and a detective in his thirties teased Adam in front of him in the hallway, not taking him seriously at all, and for the first time over the weekend, he found out that Adam was also not taken seriously.

"Then why let them in? This is our case. ”

"Young man, you're thinking wrong, it's time to prove that the so-called 'L.A. No. 1' is nothing more than a guy in name. I'll bet you if he can solve the case before I do......" The older white patrolman thought for a moment before he said, "I'm running naked." ”

Adam and Weekend happened to walk past them, and at that time, Adam said coldly: "I bet with you, you win, I ran naked." ”

No one would have thought what kind of sparks these two people would collide in the course of this investigation, but the entire homicide department, forensic department, and forensic doctors all heard the words of the FBI and Adam, which is equivalent to setting up a life and death situation in front of so many people, and there is no room for repentance.