Entered the villa.

Dean spotted the anomaly immediately.

The interior of the villa, although it is not empty, but there is not a single valuable furniture and household appliances in sight, which is obviously not normal in a single-family villa worth more than two million US dollars!

Walk through the living room.

Dean came to the place where the helper had fallen.

Here is a bar.

There was still fresh blood on one corner of the bar.

The helper was supposed to be in this position at the time, and he didn't stabilize his body, and then hit his head on the corner of the bar, causing him to be injured and faint.

Dean crouched down and looked closely.

On the side of the bar near the ground, there are blood stains that burst upward, the blood stains are red and bright, and they are quite fresh, which should be thrown up when the helper fell, which is a normal trace.

Suddenly.

Dean's view was fixed in a corner farther away from the bar.

There were also a few inconspicuous drops of blood.

The shape of the blood droplets is downwards like water droplets, and it is black and red and coagulated.

This trace, some time ago.

Definitely not left by the helpers!

Combined with the previous findings.

At this time, Dean already had a premonition in his heart.

It's another homicide!

However, a single trace may also be left by the owner's family before, and it cannot be concluded that a homicide occurred here.

Dean got up and looked around.

Soon.

He found similar coagulated blood stains on the fireplace and wall in the living room, and even on the ceiling, there were blood spots thrown up, covering a wide range of areas, including most of the villa!

This is no longer an accidental injury, it can be explained clearly!

Dean concluded that there must have been a rather tragic fight here that would cause the blood to spread so widely!

"Looks like there's work to be done again!"

Dean pulled out his phone and called Lawrence.

"Dean, you're back?" The surroundings of Lawrence sounded a little noisy, and there were shouting sounds, as if they were in a store.

"Yes, I'm back." Dean didn't explain too much: "If it's convenient, you can come to Villa 67 in the Temida neighborhood, where there should be a homicide." ”

"Okay, I'll talk to Harry."

Hang up.

Dean wandered around the living room.

The environment here looks a little dirty.

When the helper lived here, he obviously didn't do a good job of cleaning.

In some open areas, the marks left by the dust can be clearly seen, and not long ago, there were furniture and household appliances and other objects here.

As he walked to the window, Dean stopped.

The traces of the two pieces of glass in the middle, compared with the surrounding glass, look much cleaner.

Combined with the hygiene of the house.

Dean guessed that the two pieces of glass were not cleaner because they had been wiped down, but had only recently been replaced.

Some particularly fine glass shards can also be seen in the recesses of the windows facing the interior of the house, indicating that the glass has been broken from the outside.

With this in mind, Dean prepared to go upstairs to take a look.

That's when it happened.

Bald Patrol Officer Hawke came to the door, with a slight schadenfreude on his face: "Dean, the people from the Forensic Section are here, but they look unhappy, haha." ”

Because of the discovery of a dead dog, the people in the forensic department were called over, and everyone would be angry.

Dean didn't care, and walked out of the house.

There were not many people from the forensic department, only three men and one woman, one of whom he also knew, was Bill's assistant Holtz.

It seems that he has started to run in the field.

Dean wanted to say hello to Holtz.

The middle-aged man in front of Holz stopped in front of him first, and his tone was not good: "Man, don't tell me, just because you found a dead dog in the yard, you called us over!" Do you treat us as your subordinates? ”

"Calm down!" , Holtz recognized Dean, his face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly stopped his companion: "This is Dean!" ”

"Dean!" x3。

Exclamations in unison came from the mouths of Holtz's three companions.

The middle-aged man who stopped in front of Dean turned pale with fright, and he couldn't speak: "I'm sorry, Detective Dean, I just spoke a little extremely, I... I mean, what do you need us to do, just as told! ”

Dean was stunned by the reaction of these men.

But it's a good thing that tool people can cooperate with themselves.

He nodded, smiling kindly: "I just did a preliminary survey of the house, and I found that there are many uncleaned blood stains here, so I want you to examine it further, and it would be better if the time and distribution range could be determined." ”

"No problem, no problem!"

The four of them obediently returned to the car, took out various instruments, and walked into the villa hall.

Hawke, who was on the side, looked at Dean suspiciously: "I've never seen this group of people so polite and obedient, man, did you use witchcraft?" ”

"They may be someone who respects me, after all, I'm a well-known five-star citizen of Los Angeles." As Dean spoke, he subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist.

Every 11.43mm bullet in this is a strong guarantee of his good conduct!

"Human?" Hawke's eyes were even more suspicious: "I'm sorry, I feel like I might need to look at my nose because I only smell bad guys from you." ”

"Fuck off!" Dean gave Hawke a middle finger: "Hawke, can you help me get information about the entire family of the owner of Villa 76, it would be better if you could know how they relate to each other." ”

"No problem, I'm looking forward to your share of the credit for us." Hawke happily picked up the CALL machine, ready to call two more colleagues to help.

It's a nice feeling to be an assignor.

Dean walked into the room and found a group of people in Holtz, holding some powder and pouring it into a plastic bucket, the outside of which was also equipped with a harness and a sprayer, a hydraulic lever, which looked like a rudimentary pesticide sprayer.

"Holtz, are you going to spray pesticides?" Dean leaned over, ready to learn.

Holtz was startled by Dean who suddenly appeared behind him, and stammered a little: "Dean, this is Rumiru..."

"So this is the rumiro reagent."

Dean was even more curious.

this thing.

He had heard of it, but it was the first time he had seen the real thing.

Blood stains are actually a kind of marks that are difficult to remove completely.

This is because flushing and wiping seem to remove traces of blood, but the blood red cells, which are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, are still in place.

With the use of special reagents, it can have a occult blood reaction with those blood red cells that are difficult to see with the naked eye, forming new blood traces.

The rumiruol reagent is such a reagent.

This thing sprays blood on it, and in the dim environment, it glows a faint blue.

In many crime-solving dramas, there will be this scene to show professionalism.

Commissioning is complete.

Holz put on a special protective suit, carried the prepared potion bucket, and began to spray all over the villa.

It's slightly corrosive.

The rest of the people had no choice but to close the curtain and go out to wait first.

Moment.

Holtz's exclamation came from inside the house: "FK, this is the slaughterhouse!" ”