"Dean, are you playing spiritism?"

Lawrence came to the bedroom door, saw Dean's current appearance, and teased.

"Lawrence, Dean is simulating a crime."

"Don't tell me, old Hunter wouldn't have thought of that." Lawrence pouted.

Phoebe gave Lawrence a blank look, and then explained to Robert on the side: "Robert, some crime scenes may be outdoors, and the space is very large, and it is difficult for us to search for clues one by one in detail.

Therefore, we often use the means of simulated crime to determine the area where the murderer may be active, reduce the scope of investigation, and even in some special places, we can infer the body characteristics of the murderer by simulating the crime..."

In fact, the old Hunter group had already tried it.

But nothing came of it.

Between words.

Dean stopped abruptly and opened the door to the closet.

"Guys, come and see, I've made a new discovery!"

The three immediately stopped talking and walked over.

The four of them were gathered in this cramped place, and it was very crowded.

Dean pointed to a plank on the inside of the closet door, "Look here. ”

"Isn't this just a regular wardrobe door?"

Robert wondered.

Lawrence and Phoebe also nodded, not understanding what Dean meant.

Dean slapped his forehead and pulled the door toward the three of them in a parallel field of view.

Now, the three of them finally discovered the anomaly.

On the inside of the solid wood wardrobe door, there is an inconspicuous dent mark.

Dean explained: "The deceased was very large, and it took a lot of space to carry her off the bed and put her in a special position, so I guessed that the murderer opened the cabinet door, otherwise it would be difficult to exert force, and this depression was probably caused by the murderer's elbow collision." ”

Lawrence stepped forward and compared the dents: "If this is a mark from the murderer's elbow, then isn't he very short?" ”

Dean nodded: "Yes, that's why I suspect that the murderer left it, after all, the deceased is more than one meter eight, and it is difficult for her to leave traces in this position." “

Phoebe, who was on the side, pushed Lawrence away, compared the depression position with his elbow, and found an unexpected fit: "Oh ~ God, the murderer is less than one meter seven..."

"To be exact, it's one meter six three." Robert, who couldn't interject, accurately said Phoebe's height.

"Die!"

Phoebe gave the apprentice an elbow and then called Old Hunter.

"What's wrong, Phoebe?"

Old Hunter's side was noisy.

Phoebe hurriedly told Dean what he had discovered.

"One meter six three? FK, do you remember the little guy who gave us the information? Old Hunter was on the other end of the phone, swearing.

Phoebe opened her mouth wide.

The man happened to be about the same height as her.

"Now you guys, go find him at once!"

Hang up.

Phoebe beckoned the three of them to leave, and explained to Dean and Lawrence: "When Robert and I were asking about the surrounding residents, a passer-by took the initiative to come forward and said that when he returned to his residence at about eleven o'clock last night, he found a dilapidated van parked outside the courtyard, because the smell of the car was terrible, so he was more impressed. ”

"And you're still at the scene of the crime?"

Lawrence looked at Phoebe strangely.

The 4th Squadron was not well manned.

He and Dean made a mistake and were assigned to review the previous crime scene.

Under normal circumstances, Old Hunter would definitely arrange for Phoebe and the others to find clues about the van.

Phoebe had a slight embarrassment on her face and didn't explain.

Robert on the side wanted to say something, but he met Phoebe's warning eyes and had to close his open mouth again.

Thanks to the case-handling procedure.

Phoebe and the others recorded the little man's identity, address, and phone number.

The other party is also a resident of this community.

Not much.

The four of them came to the door of a house.

This is a courtyard similar to that of the previous victim, located in the south of the community, that is, the lawn at the entrance looks a little messy, and it seems that it has not been tidied up for some days.

"Phoebe, are you sure this is the correct address?" Lawrence spoke.

It looks like it's been a while since it's been occupied.

Phoebe found this too.

After looking at the thick layer of dust on the iron door, she immediately said to Robert: "Call the command center to check if the other party's identity information is true, and..."

Phoebe looked at Dean: "You go to the property in the neighborhood and check the information of the residents of this house." ”

"Hey Phoebe, Dean is my man!"

Lawrence quit.

"Then you go with him to find the property!"

Phoebe's eyes widened.

Lawrence, who was five big and three thick, with a full face, immediately raised his hand in surrender and pulled Dean away.

"You're scared of Phoebe?"

It was the first time Dean had seen Lawrence confess.

"I'm an old man who has been in the police force for more than ten years, how can I be afraid of her." Lawrence glanced unnaturally to the side, flatly denying.

Dean smirked, "Then you just like her!" ”

Lawrence was annoyed: "Shut up, rookie, I just respect her, yes, I just respect my colleagues!" How old are you, do you know what it means to like? ”

Dean pointed to his face, smiling but not speaking.

FK！

Lawrence stopped talking.

Lao Tzu hates little white faces!

...

Evening.

The members of the 4th Squadron returned to the office for a work report.

Captain Munn was not there.

The deputy team old Hunter sat in the main seat of the conference room: "Phoebe, how is the situation?" ”

Phoebe got up and said: "The person who provided the clue is called Ackerman, but we have inquired, this is just a fake identity, and the identity information and phone number provided by the other party are all fake." ”

Old Hunter clenched his fist: "This is a good thing, it means that the other party really has a problem, have you seen his appearance, do you still have an impression?" ”

Finally, there is a breakthrough!

Phoebe nodded: "Robert has a good memory, and he drew the appearance of the other party by simulating the portraitist." ”

After saying that, she distributed seven or eight portraits to the crowd.

Dean, who was sitting in the corner, picked up the portrait and looked at it.

The portrait is a young man with weak and delicate facial features, in addition to the frontal portrait, there is also a close-up of the side, which is very realistic.

"Send the portrait to those patrol officers, we must find this person as soon as possible, we can't let him continue to commit crimes!"

Old Hunter's voice was tired.

"Do I have to go to Sam's Supermarket at night?"

Clerk Daisy raised her hand and asked.

"Go, let Phoebe and Robert protect you, in addition, Lawrence and Dean, you two, take the portrait and go to the bureau to check if there are any suspected ex-convicts, Harry, you go to those friends of yours, and I will ask the captain to give you the informant funds!"

Old Hunter gave everyone a task.

Everyone is undoubtedly going to continue to work overtime today.

Look at the backs of everyone leaving.

Old Hunter sighed.

The serial burglary and murder case has attracted fanatical attention from the media.

If the case continues without a breakthrough, the 4th Squadron will be really in trouble.