Miami has been a bit rough lately, with the police department being the busiest, and FBI agent Peyton Mills, who is responsible for several cases of inexplicable homicides, and the victims die in different ways, in short, disgusting, or terrifying.

"Over here, Chief Mills!" A female detective waved at Mills, a deep forest covered by trees, Miami's forest cover is very high, and suburban woods like this one after another, looking like primeval forest, giving people a refreshing and breathable feeling.

But today it is not like this feeling here, but rather a depressing, and there is some rancid smell in the air. Disgusting, several forensic doctors wearing masks and protective clothing are conducting further examination and verification of the body. Several other agents looked away, not wanting to look at the corpse.

"Nicole, have you confirmed your identity?" Mills walked over and took a handkerchief that Nicole had handed him, covering his nose, but his brow furrowed at the sight of the body.

It was not so much a corpse as a piece of minced flesh, and the head and face seemed to have been gnawed by something, as well as limbs and minced flesh scattered everywhere, and internal organs everywhere.

"There's a wallet about fifty meters away from the corpse, and we found this inside!" Nicole, a young female detective, handed over a driver's license in her hand, on which was the head of a young man, blonde hair, handsome, born in 1989, a Miami native, named Joseph Wayne.

"Check the recent missing person and bring the body back. Do a DNA test to determine the identity of the deceased. Mills frowned and left, then put the handkerchief down. It was handed to Detective Nicole McShaen.

"Let's go back now?" Nicole was a little surprised by Mills's approach.

"Yes, yes, what are you doing here?" Mills shook his head, "Didn't you see that the modus operandi this time was exactly the same as last time?" Damn it, it's like being torn apart by a wild beast, tearing people apart alive. ”

"Well, this is already the fourth victim. They've all died in this way, and I think it's time for you to explain it to the director! Nicole muttered, "We can't afford to go back like this." ”

"I know. But so what? Can you solve this case? There's no trace left, what do you think I was doing there? I just checked my surroundings and nothing was left, nothing. It's the same as the previous ones. Mills said with some frustration. Even if you have to face the wrath of the director, that's me, why are you nervous? Let's go! ”

"It's not...... Boss, I just want to say, we can't do anything about this case, it's better to be Director Jianyì and ask for support from Washington, we need more professional people. It's not like an ordinary homicide, do you think it's going to be a wolf or a bear? ”

"You're so imaginative. A wolf or a bear that escaped from the zoo? You think this is Alaska? Mills laughed at the thought that he was not a genius, and it was clear that only in Alaska would he find the wolves or brown bears that roamed the wilderness.

"Well, it's better to laugh than to cry!" Nicole laughed too, it was clear that her purpose was to make Mills laugh, and now that she had achieved her goal.

"Thank you, Nicole!" Mills nodded at her with some emotion.

"No, Mills, I think we're going to be under the same pressure, and we can't escape it, so let's call for support if we don't do that!" Nicole rehashes the same old story.

"Forget it, it's not yet time to have no choice at all!" Mills shook his head, then turned his face sideways to Nicole and said, "Have you contacted the Mordine family?" I'd like to ask them for help! ”

"I contacted and they said it was okay to consider it, but ...... I don't know when they'll be able to send someone over, so ...... I'm sorry, sir, but it's my fault! Nicole looked at Mills apologetically.

"These bastards, they want to get out of it! What a damn one! Mills couldn't help but curse, then quickly jumped into the car and said to Nicole, "You stay here, I'll leave it to you, I'll go out, damn it, I'll meet them in person!" With that, he started the car and flew away.

"Well, good luck!" Nicole shrugged her shoulders and reluctantly returned to the scene, intending to take a closer look around the site to see if there were any new discoveries, albeit very unlikely.

Diocletian de Modine's villa, where Mills was blocked from the way. Several bodyguards did not let Mills in, causing Mills to argue loudly and angrily walk around the villa.

After a while, I saw Jason Moore coming out of the villa, he came to the gate of the villa, looked at Mills, and said with a cold face: "Your luck is good, go in." With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards opened the door and let Mills in.

Walking down the hall, Jason didn't speak, let Mills sit down, and went straight upstairs himself, and after a long while, just when Mills was about to lose his patience again, he heard a voice coming from the top of the stairs.

"Hello Officer Mills, it's been a long time since I've seen you come to see me, an old man!" It was Diocletian who spoke, and he was being helped by Jason, slowly walking down the stairs step by step, the whole process was very slow, even if Mills was in a hurry, he didn't dare to say a word.

When Diocletian had completely descended the stairs, Mills stood up, out of respect for the most powerful old man in Miami, and when Diocletian motioned for him to sit down, he sat down again, looking respectful to Diocletian.

"Mr. Mordine, I have something that I told your butler, Mr. Jason Mordin, a few days ago, and I wonder what you mean?" Mills asked.

"Are you talking about those murders?" Diocletian shook his head and smiled, "It's your duty, when are we going to take care of the police's case?" ”

"But...... Mr. Jason Modin promised......" Mills hastened.

"You promised him?" Diocletian looked at Jason with a look of complete unawareness. Jason quickly lowered his head and said with some trepidation. "I thought it was just a few small cases, and Mr. Mills was our friend, so I took matters into my own hands. Promise to come down! ”

"Yes, Mr. Mills is indeed our friend, and it should be our duty to ask for help, but ...... Why is Mr. Mills still here? Diocletian asked.

"Because...... We didn't send anyone there at all. Jason was a little embarrassed, "I'm aware of the last few homicides, but it's too complicated. So I simply can't do anything unless there's someone better, other than that. I don't want to send our people to death! ”

"Is there such a strict zhòng?" Diocletian looked surprised, looked at Jason, and then at Mills, "Is it really as strict as he said?" This was addressed to Mills.

"Nope. I do not know. But these murders are very bizarre, difficult to determine, and the methods are also very brutal. Mills decided to tell the truth, "There may be danger, but how dangerous it is, I don't know, I think with the power of the Mordin family, it shouldn't be too difficult to find the answer!" ”

"Okay. That being the case, Jason. Then send someone to help them, what do you think of Bernard? He's the most talented man in our family! Diocletian said.

"But...... He is accompanying Mr. Zhen to participate in the yacht show these days, I don't think I have time! Jason Mordin shook his head, then hesitated and said, "Unless...... Officer Mills was able to convince Mr. Zhen to get involved, and I heard that Mr. Zhen turned out to be a consultant for the CBI in Los Angeles and had also worked with the FBI in Washington, D.C., so he had a lot of experience. ”

"Mr. Zhen? Are you talking about Van Zhen? Mills was startled, and then subconsciously asked.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Mills should know him, didn't you deal with him last time?" Diocletian looked at Mills with a grin, "If you can convince Mr. Zhen, then Bernard will be unconditionally involved in your case, if not, just if I didn't say okay, good luck, sir!" ”

Diocletian said, and got up to get ready to go to the study.

"I see, thank you, Mr. Mordin!" Mills nodded to Mr. Mordin, and then took his leave. Zhen also came to Miami? Mills was a little surprised. He was very strange before, why Zhen Fan was able to make trouble in Miami, so that the Mordin family voluntarily called Greson Mordin out to prison.

Later, I found out that it was Fan Zhen, a young man, and the Mordin family actually sent the children of their own family to prison in order to show favor to this young man, and now they have arranged for Bernard to have a relationship with this young man.

Faced with such a relationship, Mills did not believe that his FBI status would make Van Zhen submit and cooperate with him unconditionally. He racked his brains, and at the same time thought of Sarah Vogel, an FBI agent who came from the Washington headquarters when he handled the Greson case, the relationship between the two of them seemed to be very unusual, if he found Sarah Voger first, would things have taken a turn for the better?

Miami's Ocean Island Marina, where there are many sails and masts, rippling blue waves, from time to time bikini beauties emerge from the yacht, and then show off their beautiful bodies in full view, provoking some tourists to keep taking pictures of their seductive bodies.

"Zizizi!" A bucket of Coke had been drunk, and only the sound of empty straws could be heard, Lance's eyes were difficult to shift from a hot bikini girl, and then looked at Zhen Fan, "I've never been so interested in yachts, Zhen, your decision was right!" ”

"You're saying that not only the yacht, but also the bikini girls on the yacht, I should buy them back too, right? Reims! Zhen Fan teased at this guy.

"Of course, oh, I said buy a yacht of course and go back!" Lance saw the stares of several women, and with a slip of his tongue, he changed his words. (To be continued......)