After about four or five minutes, the director finally walked back.

Maybe it's psychological, Everett always feels that the boss looks at him a few times.

"Ahem..."

The director, who returned to his position, did not sit down, but stood and swept over the crowd, "This matter is taken over by the FBI, and from now on, we will not investigate any details and parties related to the villa bombing." He said that almost as he looked at Everett.

This kid is not stable.

"Then this is a public order case." Someone raised their hand and asked.

"Do you want to give the bowl you eat to the beggar?" The director's eyes widened, but then he shrank his head, he hurriedly looked out of the door, and only waved his hand anxiously after not finding anyone, "Dismiss!" ”

Everett and his partner were about to walk outside without saying a word, when the director stopped him and told him to wait.

The partner winked at him, gave a self-begging expression, and walked out of the office along the stream, not forgetting to close the door very thoughtfully.

The Director pressed Everett's hand and motioned for him to sit down, "How long have you been here?" ”

"Five... It's been five years. ”

"It's time for a different place."

"Huh!?"

Everett didn't know what he meant, and when he looked up, his right eyebrow began to jump.

"There's a sheriff in Babineaux, so go over there."

Then without waiting for the other party to speak, he stood up and left, Everett came back to his senses, hurriedly shouted, stretched out his hand to grab the other party, but was dodged by him and left quickly.

Everett sat down in his chair in disbelief, clutching his hair in disbelief.

Myself this is been...

Exiled?

He's pitiful enough that he won't even say a word.

From the J Bureau of a big city to the sheriff of a small town, it seems that the power is great, but this lot of income is reduced!

And, the devil knows what's going on in the town.

The partner sneaked back again, looked at Everett who was scratching his head, sat next to him, hooked his shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone, "Hey, man, is there something good for you to do?" How about bringing me along? ”

Everett turned his head, his eyes were scarlet, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I'll talk to the director later, take you with me!" ”

Why does this seem a little wrong?

The partner also felt that the script was wrong, so he put down his hand stupidly, dusted off the non-existent ash on the other party's shoulder, smiled awkwardly, and pointed outside, "Someone I called me, I want to go and see." ”

When Everett was sent to town, it was obvious that there was an uproar in the J round.

He's been here for a long time, and he's also a cadre, although his face is usually a little darker, but he's not bad, although some people think it's a pity, but no one stands up to question the boss, why!

Sometimes, it's good to be a melon eater.

They looked at Everett, who was tidying up his things, and the whole J game was quiet, and people who knew the news were bowing their heads and communicating with each other.

This guy is just unlucky, he was taken as a backstopper, the outside public opinion is too much pressure on the J bureau, and now he can only throw out a person with weight, who made Everett the first police officer to arrive at the villa?

Reality is sometimes so helpless.

"Need my help?" The partner walked over and asked, holding a potted plant in his hand.

"You do a good job." After Everett glanced at him, he said with a smile, but there was inevitably a little bitterness in his smile, he raised his head, glanced at the police station, and was about to hold something and prepare to leave, but suddenly heard a hurried footsteps, obviously panicked, everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and the director hurriedly walked out of the office, "The criminal team follow me." ”

This is something big happening!

He walked over to Everett and stopped, "You can come along." ”

The latter's face was suddenly happy, and he hurriedly put down the things in his hand and nodded heavily.

……

Ferdinand is dead!

The last murderer of the villa attack was killed in the prison bathroom.

When Everett and the others arrived, the scene was not moved, as soon as they entered the bathroom, they saw several people standing inside, and the smell of blood in the air was still very strong, there was a person lying on the ground, blood stains flowed out from under him, maybe it had been a little long, and they had dried up.

"You're here, I'll leave it to you." Marvel said in a tired tone.

He was also on fire in his heart, and he was about to turn Ferdinand into a tainted witness, but now that he is dead, it is like a slap in the face, but he understands better that his death is not simple!

I'm afraid that it was someone inside the prison who did it.

Of course, this was only his speculation, and Marvier could not tell anyone else, this speculation was always speculation, and Ferdinand was a dead man.

"Leave it to us, but who was the first to see his body?"

"A prison guard taking a bath, went to the infirmary." Marville replied.

The director nodded, glanced at Everett, and they went up to do a professional examination of the body, and after about ten minutes, the latter stood up, rubbed his numb legs and feet, took off the disposable gloves, and said to the boss with a serious face.

"The time of death has been more than an hour, the wound is a puncture wound in the neck, the large artery has ruptured, and a little white residue was found under the corner of his mouth, which is preliminarily concluded to be flour, and we found that his left little finger has an obvious wound, which should have been scratched during the struggle, it can be concluded that he was killed, and a forensic doctor is required to do an autopsy."

The Director nodded, and he was satisfied with Everett's drive.

But sometimes, it's not the stronger the ability, the more prominent.

Who made his skin color and background easy to bully?

Of course, he still has to be used now, and the director also patted him on the shoulder for encouragement. "Put the body in a body bag and carry it to the car."

He walked out of the bathroom and saw Marvel standing outside smoking, and the latter also saw him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and threw a cigarette at him, "How is it?" ”

"It is preliminarily concluded that he killed him, does he have any enemies in prison?"

"I think everyone is his enemy." Marville smiled helplessly, and said the previous conflict in the gymnasium, the director was obviously surprised, and then frowned, "That's someone wants his life, is there a camera?" ”

In fact, in 1991, the Computer Research Center of the University of Cambridge only had a coffee pot in the main computer room, and scientists from other rooms often ran to the main computer room only to find that the coffee was gone. To solve the problem of running for nothing while pouring coffee, scientists Fraser and Paul had a crazy idea: to install a device that could monitor the coffee pots in the main room.

They pointed a Philips camera at a coffee pot, set it to take three pictures per minute, and then programmed a program to send the camera images to the research department's intranet. As a result, the University of Cambridge successfully installed the world's first webcam.

In 1992, it is equipped with a little ZF mechanism.

"This originally had a camera, but it's strange to say that it happened that someone from outside came to repair it, and it was all turned off."

Just the right time for damage?

It's all linked to premeditated murder.

When the director wanted to ask again, Marville waved his hand, "I still have to go to appease the prison guards and prisoners, and this matter will trouble you." ”

"It's my job."

Watching Marville leave, the director always felt that the other party seemed to be deliberately hiding something?

……