Outside.

A man with a hunched back, wearing the kind of leather apron that the butcher liked to wear, and fifteen or sixteen middle-aged women with strong bounties, stood loosely in two rows.

The three Deans were seen walking out of Mrs. Haas's house.

The rickety man just wanted to come up and say hello.

Suddenly.

Among the three, Robert, who was strong, walked into the house again.

There was a change in front of him, and he wanted to stop it.

Dean stood in front of the man, his eyes looking at him curiously, "You are Arthur?" ”

The smell of this man's body is so familiar and nostalgic.

The man with a rickety back raised his head, his brown eyes looked like a hanged man, and he looked at the infiltrated man: "Yes, Mrs. Haas said, you are from the fire department, sorry, I know them well, but I have never seen you, I need to check your documents." ”

He felt the breath of his own kind from Dean.

The other party's eyes look at people are the kind of indifference that they can't detect, but they never hide, as if a living person looks like a pile of rotten meat.

This is the eyes of people who have been in contact with the corpse for a long time, and they will unintentionally show it!

Here's the trouble!

Arthur subconsciously took a step back, his hands already touching his dirty leather skirt cover.

Dean smiled softly as if he hadn't seen his movements, "We just transferred from Las Vegas to help with the research, so the results are more accurate."

Now that you're here, I'm just going to show your ID. ”

As he spoke, he put his hand into his arms.

Dean acted too naturally.

Arthur almost thought that what he had just felt was his own delusion, and reached for his hand under the leather apron and took it back.

The next moment.

A black muzzle was pointed at him.

Arthur looked at Dean in front of him dumbfounded, reached out from his arms, and directly took out a pistol and pointed it at himself, his lips squirmed twice, and he was silent.

Dog stuff!

Don't talk about martial arts!

"As soon as you move, I'll break your hands and feet." , Dean smiled and looked at Arthur who was stunned, very satisfied with his increasingly excellent acting skills.

The group of strong female helpers, seeing everything in front of them, subconsciously let out an exclamation, and retreated in unison.

Say good research.

Why did you pull out the gun?

Harry, who was behind Dean, took the opportunity to take out his detective card: "Los Angeles police detective, there is now a murder case suspected here, please cooperate now." ”

“FK！”

Hearing this, Arthur had no luck in his heart, his rickety back straightened instantly, and his hands reached into the butcher-like leather apron, and he took out a boning knife.

The next moment.

Bang~

Several bullets, in unison, shot from Dean's waist and hit Arthur's hands, feet, limbs and joints at close range, knocking the seemingly old man backwards and slumping to the ground like a dead dog.

Originally.

Except for the right hand aimed at Arthur's gun.

Dean had another pistol hanging from his waist, and he hadn't even taken out his holster, and with a slight turn of his left hand, four rounds were fired.

"Wow."

Harry watched the scene adoringly: "Man, when did you learn the American-style Convergence Burst Shot, I almost thought you only fired one shot!" ”

He is knowledgeable.

The technique used by Dean is exactly the same as when the revolver master used to fight in the past, he liked to use the American style of continuous shooting: through the holster, shoot instantly!

In the past, it was necessary to constantly move the magazine of the revolver to speed up the firing speed, so that the enemy could empty the magazine of the revolver in an instant before he could draw his gun.

The only flaw.

That is, unless muscle memory is formed.

Otherwise, the bullet is more likely to hit the sole of the person who fired the shot before killing the enemy.

The automatic pistol used by Dean saves one step, shooting faster, but also more dangerous, the slightest carelessness is equivalent to shooting himself in the waist and thigh.

Also for this reason.

There are not many people who still learn this technique.

Facing Harry's adoring little eyes, Dean smiled, and as a shocked right-handed pistol, he pulled the trigger again in his horrified gaze.

The blazing trajectory burned shallow dead skin and flew past Harry's cheeks.

As soon as the two female helpers pulled out their pistols, they were shot through the head by an 11.43mm bullet and staggered to the ground.

The female helper on the side was splashed with blood from the headshot, and she was already stunned.

Harry touched his burning cheek, then turned his head to look at the female helper who had fallen to the ground and the pistol beside them, and finally realized what had happened.

"FK, all hold your head and squat, don't move!"

He pulled out his pistol and roared excitedly at the remaining female helpers.

If it weren't for Dean's quick reaction.

I've just gotten it!

"Ah~"

The rest of the frightened female helpers finally reacted, hugged each other, let out a frightened cry, and squatted down tremblingly.

Boom~

The wooden door inside the house was also smashed open.

Robert held his gun in both hands, looked nervously out in a standard quick-aim stance.

No sooner had he entered than he heard gunshots.

Seeing Dean and Harry safe and sound.

He breathed a sigh of relief: "Scared me to death, I thought you were shot." ”

"No one can shoot me head-on!" Dean blew on the muzzle of the gun that was still steaming, and pointed at the group of humans: "Before the support arrives, you and Harry, take care of these people, especially this little cutie who is squirming on the ground, I hope that when I come out, he will still be alive." ”

"No problem, do you need a body search?"

"If you want to eat the tofu of those strong women, go ahead, my suggestion is, whoever puts down his hand, shoot whoever kills, and then go to search his body!"

Dean pushed Robert away and walked into Mrs. Haas's house again.

Go out - shoot - get in.

It all happened so fast.

It was less than two or three minutes before and after.

The kind-eyed old lady was trembling, cleaning up the untouched glass on the coffee table, and she didn't seem to have reacted to the gunfire outside.

"Hello, ma'am, we meet again." Dean, holding a pistol that still smelled of gunpowder, walked over to the old lady and sat down as if he were a man holding a toothpick.

Mrs. Haas looked at the gun in Dean's hand with some fear, and subconsciously stepped back, but fell on the couch behind her, and the water glass in her hand also fell to the ground, wet.

"Sir, did you just shoot?"

"Yes, madam, your Mr. Arthur, the smell of bones on his body is too obvious, and he still wants to shake my hand, but I can't help it!"

"You killed him?" Mrs. Haas's eyes widened, and it was impossible to tell whether she was surprised or delighted.

"Why kill him?" , Dean took out a cigarette and lit it: "You are an old woman, it is estimated that you can't maintain such a large-scale slaughterhouse, let's say, who is the person behind you, I am lacking credit recently!" ”

Before coming to Mrs. Haas.

Dean only wanted to get rid of Mrs. Haas, finish the case of Howard's attack, and scrape together 500 XP to move up to the next level.

In this way, he can improve his spiritual attributes.

I never expected that.

As soon as Dean arrived in the area, he smelled a familiar smell.

It is a special smell that comes out when the bones are pressed into powder and then brewed: a fishy smell with a little aroma of pork ribs

This special smell is mixed with floral notes.

The average person really can't tell the difference.

At this time, Dean was just a little suspicious.

Because bone meal itself is a good flower fertilizer and can even be used to raise animals, there are powdered raw materials made of animal bones on the market.

Some people who come from farms sometimes make their own products.

Bone meal fertilizer, generally grayish-white, insoluble in water.

There are two ways to use it.

One is to mix it into the soil after brewing, which is fertile, the effect is long and worry-free, and it will not leave a large gray and white scab on the surface of the soil, and there will be no strange smell of bone meal after brewing.

One is to mix bone meal and water and shake it well, and water it on both sides of the flowers.

This method, although it is easy to worry and effort, will make the bone meal brew very strong, and may burn the rhizomes of flowers and plants, causing plant death, and finally leaving marks on the soil surface.

Mrs. Haas's situation here is a bit odd.

Dean noted.

On the surface of the flowers and plants, there are no grayish-white scabs, which means that the bone meal is used after brewing and then filling in the soil.

But the fishy smell that lasted and was intense, and finally mixed with the floral scent, was faint but could not escape his sensitive nose.

This should not be the case.

unless

There is too much bone meal buried in the ground!

There are so many flowers and plants that they can't absorb them all, and the soil can't cover them up!

Such a large area of flowers and plants is green, but this situation occurs. It's not normal.

So when Dean said goodbye to Mrs. Haas, he deliberately asked: why are the flowers and plants here rising so luxuriantly, and is there any special fertilizer?

Mrs. Haas's answer was hilarious: she was too old, others were responsible, and she didn't know.

That's impossible!

Not to mention the strange smell before the bone meal is buried in the soil after brewing, it is the movement of someone burying things around her house, and she can't hide the old lady who has cameras installed in front of and behind the house.

The other party is playing dumb!

At this time, Dean, a person with a dark psychology, already had a guess.

So he instructed Robert to be optimistic about Mrs. Haas and prepare to take Harry to continue the verification!

Then Dean meets Arthur!

The smell of the other party's body made him familiar.

That guy, he's a scavenger!

It's not temperamental familiarity, it's smell familiarity.

Because of their profession, scavengers often need to use various methods to clean up traces and dispose of corpses.

The reason for frequent exposure to these things.

No matter how much you wash it, you will still leave the smell of those special potions on your body.

The longer you do it.

The smell is like pickling, and the more difficult it is to get rid of!

That's why Dean shot so decisively!

He has affirmed that this beautiful scenery 'paradise' is buried underground with sins that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

Dean looked at Mrs. Haas, whose surprise was unrecognizable, his eyes burning and waiting for her to react.

He had a hunch.

This is a shocking case.

I've made a fortune this time, maybe the panel can be upgraded a few levels in a row!

Mrs. Haas was a little stunned.

Until a few minutes later.

She raised her head and gracefully pulled her forehead into the messy hair: "You look very young, observe carefully, act decisively, and you will definitely have a good future in the future, so I don't recommend you to dig deeper, the water is very deep." ”

"My swimming skills are very good, I'm not afraid of water!"

"You're confident, but what about your family?" Mrs. Haas smiled faintly: "Actually, I have long been disgusted with this evil, but for the sake of Deren and Arusky, I can only continue, let me tell you a story." ”

A large group of people and horses will take at least half an hour to get here.

Plenty of time.

Dean nodded, "Just to pass the time." ”

In Mrs. Haas's narration.

Dean saw what evil is in power:

Because of her background, Mrs. Haas has experienced all kinds of betrayals since she was a child and has seen all kinds of truths in the world, so she finally set her sights on the old man's social security money.

With social security payments.

She eventually became a celebrity at the time, and sponsored many potential people and had a certain social status.

If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts.

There are elderly people who find that their social security contributions have been reduced, and the matter is exposed.

It's about to be over.

An adult stepped in and helped her suppress things.

The big man helped to settle Mrs. Haas's troubles, and made her 'career' bigger and stronger, and she had no worries

People died.

In the matter of social security payments, there will be no elderly people who find out about the abnormality.

Isn't this just no worries!

Soon after.

Mrs. Haas has a lush garden and green forest, several apartments for the elderly who rotate inhabitants, and the food is much better, and you can often see stew

"I'm very miserable that things will come to this," said the kind little lady, who lit a lady's cigarette.

"I know that when one day things come to light, I'm the best scapegoat, blowing the news off, covering up the deeper stuff.

But for the sake of Delen them, I had no choice. ”

After listening to the long story.

Dean was somewhat silent.

He always thought that he had seen the depths of darkness, but he was slapped in the face again and again.

The darkness under the eyes of people is far beyond the limits of imagination.

Mrs. Haas nodded her fingers and shook off the ashes of her cigarette, her originally ruddy face turned white: "Cough it out, if you continue to stay here, it will bring safety risks to your family." ”

Dean stared.

He realized that there was something wrong with the other party's cigarettes!

The big man behind this is a lot of experience points.

How Dean was willing to give up.

The point is, Mrs. Haas is right.

For that kind of inhumane thing, I have already intervened, whether the other party suspects it or not, it is a trouble.

Case.

Strike first, kill it!

He leaned into Mrs. Haas's ear and whispered, "Name that man, or I'll send your family down to accompany you, I swear!" ”

Mrs. Haas: ???

Her pale face turned even paler.

Mrs. Haas couldn't believe that this was the words of a young police detective who had listened to her story and fell silent!

The other party actually threatened himself with an old woman who was about to burp!

It's inhumane!

Dean got up and straightened the corners of his shirt: "Say, are you sure he won't kill your family to prevent the risk of leakage?" Arthur should be the person arranged by the other party, right? Taking a step back, think of the restless souls under your feet, don't you want to redeem for your sins before you die? ”

His words, like knives, pierced Mrs. Haas's heart.

Black blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and she collapsed on the couch, uttering a name in a barely audible voice.

Dean's ears moved slightly, and after writing down the name, he walked out of the room without looking back.

The next moment.

In his mind, a message came to his mind: [Attempted murder at the station solved, experience +300]

Mrs. Haas is dead.

All the murderers involved in Howard's attack were eliminated, and the case was solved.

The case took Dean two days.

Running around.

A lot of brain cells died.

In the end, I gained 300 XP.

It's not worth it.

But Dean didn't care.

It's just an appetizer.

The big dinner is tonight.

PS：

These are free words and are not counted in the text.

In order not to say that I am hydrological.

I put the detailed story narrated by Mrs. Haas at the top of the catalogue of the work.

Two thousand words in total.

The title also features the original form of Mrs. Haas.

If you are interested, you can search for it.

Considering that this chapter is a small case end.

I sent it in advance.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, there are two more chapters.

As for the addition

It should still be sent at night.

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