Daisy picked up the phone and asked as she recorded the information on a piece of paper on the side.

Moment.

She looked at Dean:

"Villa No. 67 in the Tamida Block, suspected of being a homicide.

Dean, now that the Neighborhood Patrol has passed, now you need to find out about the situation first, and if it's really a homicide, you can call Lawrence and the Forensics Section. ”

Dean is a rookie who has just joined the 4th Squadron.

But in the previous two cases, there was a very bright performance, which made Daisy trust him.

"Tamida Block, a mid-to-high-end community~"

Dean rubbed his waist: "Okay, I'll go over now, poor I just came back from a five-hour drive in Las Vegas." ”

"Get used to it, rookie." , Daisy tore off the mask on her face and picked up a piece of fries: "The cracking of the serial sharp murder case has made the above very satisfied with our squadron, and there will be more and more cases that our fourth squadron will be responsible for in the future." ”

Dean shrugged, "Sounds good. ”

The more cases you have, the more experience points you can earn.

Leave the Detective Station.

Dean drove alone to 67 Tamida Block.

It's a bit more upscale than the neighborhood where Dean's mom lives, it's all single-family villas, and most of the residents are elite white-collar workers from some companies, and they belong to the middle class.

When Dean arrived.

Several sturdy male nurses had already lifted a scruffy-looking man from the house and was taking him to the ambulance.

"What's the situation, guys." , Dean stepped forward and took out his detective card.

A bald patrolman glanced at Dean's detective card and stepped forward:

"Detective Dean, this should be a misunderstanding.

A child accidentally kicked the ball into this yard, and when he came to pick it up, he found a person lying in the living room of the villa through the window, and there was still a lot of blood on the ground, so he called the police.

According to our inquiry, the surrounding neighbors.

This man was a helper hired by the head of the household.

The head of the household and his family went on a trip.

The helper has lived here for more than a month, and there is no problem with his identity.

This unlucky guy should have been drunk, accidentally knocked his head and fainted. ”

"Drunk?"

Dean stopped a few male nurses, stepped forward to check the man's injuries, sniffed lightly, and found that in addition to the strong smell of alcohol, there was also a faint smell of marijuana.

It's an addict.

He should have been sucking high, and with the effect of alcohol, he couldn't control his body shape, so he broke his head.

"Take this hapless guy to the hospital, I hope he won't wake up and cry over the bill." Dean stepped out of the way.

There is a proverb in this country: it is better to be a drug lord than to open a hospital.

This is no joke.

Several male nurses laughed and carried the injured man into the car.

The patrol officers around are also preparing to leave.

To make a fruitless trip.

Dean took out his phone and was about to ask where Harry was, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the kennel in the corner of the yard and stopped the patrol officer who wanted to leave: "Guys, can you help me get a shovel!" ”

“FK。” , The bald patrol officer reluctantly commanded his companions: "Adi, go and help find a shovel, we want to get off work early today, it is probably impossible." ”

"This is a good thing, your opportunity to make meritorious service has come." , Dean stretched out his hand towards the bald head: "Officially, Senior Officer Hawke, I'm Dean of the Fourth Squadron of the Plundering and Murder Division." ”

The Ordinary Patrol Officer (LAPD) in Los Angeles is required to wear a police uniform when working.

They wore the LAPD badge on their left chest, a name tag on their right chest, and a rank badge on their collar.

So Dean directly called out Hawke's name and police rank.

Hawke, however, was not very interested in Dean's overtures.

He slapped Dean in response: "Man, I would rather you treat us to a drink afterwards than believing that you would lead us to meritorious service." ”

Hawke had seen Dean's detective card.

This is just a rookie with the rank of 'Constable III'.

This rank means that Dean has not joined the police detective bureau for more than half a year.

And he is a senior police officer.

In the Los Angeles Patrol police, senior police officers must reach 10 years of police experience, which is equivalent to the first class police officer of the police detective department, and it is also the highest police rank that most patrol officers can achieve in their lifetime.

Hawke's rank is two levels higher than Dean's.

He spoke naturally hard in front of Dean.

"It's okay to drink." Dean withdrew his palm: "But I guess in the end you will be willing to ask me."

After listening to Dean's words, Hawke became interested: "Look at your performance, rookie." ”

Between words.

The patrolman who had been called by Hawke to get a shovel ran over from the cabin next to the villa: "I didn't find a shovel, but I found one in the tool house... emm, a spoon from China. ”

Looking at the shovel used to stir-fry in front of him, Dean was silent.

God is a spoon from China.

He shrugged and took the spatula, "Okay, this thing... You can also. ”

Dean took a vegetable shovel and led a few curious patrolmen to the soil in front of the kennel and began digging.

The turf looks new, but it is sloppy and bare the soil underneath.

"You suspect there's something hidden underneath?" Hawke watched Dean with interest.

"Yes, and it should be a corpse."

Dean pointed around the turf and explained:

"Do you see this soil?

It is much more sunken than the surrounding area, and there is a noticeable difference in the shade of color at the fault of the soil.

This means that there is rotting flesh underneath.

The decaying gas lifted the soil under the turf, and when the gas dissipated, it sanced in. ”

"You mean there's someone buried down here?" , Hawke and the others suddenly became alert, looked at Dean's gaze, and paid a little more attention.

Those who have the ability will naturally win respect.

Dean shook his head: "It's not human, I guess it's a small dog, and it's buried very shallowly, otherwise there wouldn't be such obvious traces." ”

With a vegetable shovel to pull apart the shallow soil.

A white bone peeks out from beneath the soil with a foul stench.

Hawke and the others covered their noses, frowned and stepped back.

Dean followed the bones with a blank face, cleaning up the surrounding soil little by little, and finally dug the whole dog carcass out of the ground.

The whole body of the dog was in a semi-decomposed state, leaving only some dark black fur sticking to the flesh and bones, and as for the internal organs in the body, they had long since decomposed into liquid and seeped into the soil below.

After a simple check.

Dean got up and took a few steps back, exhaling his breath: "This dog was killed by someone hitting him the head, and the time of death is more than a month, and the specific needs to be determined by the people of the forensic department." ”

The head of the family did not return from the tour, and the helper came here at about the same time as the dog died.

That's interesting.

Dean looked at Hawke and the others: "The owner of this house, it is estimated that he is not going to travel, but is 'missing', guys, arrange for someone to watch the helper, and by the way, help me call the forensic department, I need to go into the house now to investigate the situation." ”

This time, Hawke behaved very submissively.

After arranging for a few companions to do things, he walked up to Dean with admiration on his face: "Detective Dean, it seems that I owe you a beating, you have performed very well." ”

"Just call me Dean." Dean smiled, took out his usual gloves and foot covers, and walked towards the villa door.

He didn't study traces or forensics, but he had handled a lot of corpses.

This can be regarded as a good doctor for a long time.

There are more crimes.

From the good after.

Dean finds himself a perfect fit for his current role as a detective.