This case has been solved, and it has not been solved.

Most of the stolen goods have been found.

But the thief is missing.

Because this case has been handed over to Dean to deal with.

Leslie also didn't give a direct order, but looked at Dean first: "Inspector Dean, what are you going to do next, I will let people cooperate with you." ”

Dean pondered for a moment, then arranged, "I have an idea that needs to be verified, now let's sort out the items that have not been claimed by the owner, and see if we can find the information of the owner." ”

Some silver plates, tableware, or special items, generally the owner will engrave his name on it, as a sense of ritual.

These habits were born out of the traditions of some of the early European aristocracy.

But in modern times.

Some ordinary people, in order to embody the forced style, will also do this.

More people are efficient and fast.

More than half an hour later.

Three sets of silver cutlery and a jewelry box were placed in front of Dean.

Podolia didn't quite hit the soy sauce.

She pointed to these things and introduced:

"The cutlery belonged to three families, all of whom had been ordered from a merchant, and the female victim of suicide, who belonged to a community.

I have contacted the owner of the house.

They're all out of town now.

As for the jewelry box, it belongs to a lady who is a resident of the neighborhood next door, but she said that she is currently on a business trip in Europe and her husband is at home, but her husband did not say anything about the theft of his home. ”

Dean took out a blank piece of paper, sketched a few strokes on it, sketched out the outline of the surrounding neighborhood, and then completed the map according to the lines in his mind, based on the households that Podolia had added.

Finally, he drew a circle where the jewelry box was located.

"According to the report, the Wayne brothers, in fact, stopped stealing six days ago for some reason, and the last location where the victim was located is in the new community."

Harry and Podolia had doubts on their faces.

They didn't understand what Dean meant.

White-headed Leslie touched his chin: "Dean, you're saying, Brother Wayne, right now in the neighborhood where the suicide victims were, and for some reason, they got stuck there, and then they escaped and committed the latest case?" ”

Dean nodded and shook his head: "Yes, I'm very sure, they are still in that neighborhood, but the people who escaped will not continue to commit crimes so leisurely, I prefer that they be detained, and then detain the Wayne brothers, and coerce them into doing it to the newlyweds." ”

This situation is not uncommon.

There are often unlucky thieves, after being caught by the owner of the house, they have encountered a lot of indescribable torture, detention, and even completely disappeared from this world.

Besides.

The husband of the hostess of the jewelry box also needs to investigate.

The Wayne brothers had a terrible habit of stealing.

Once a home has been visited by them, it is unlikely that the owner of the house will not be unaware.

So Dean must figure out why the other party chose to hide it from his wife.

There are currently more than 50 households living in the new community.

The scope of this investigation is not large.

But it will be troublesome.

Because they have no suitable reason, applying for an investigation order from the chief justice is at most a knock on the door and questioning, which will undoubtedly take a lot of time and may even cause a surprise.

But if you think about it by Dean's point of view, it's simple.

Just ask the husband of the female victim who committed suicide if they have any grievances with the community after they moved here.

It didn't take long for them to move in.

Residents who have had conflicts should be impressed.

The four were split in two.

Dean took Harry and was going to go to the owner of the jewelry box to inquire about the situation, and as for asking about the husband of the suicide woman, it was handed over to Leslie and Podolia.

The neighborhood where the owner of the jewelry box house is located belongs to a mid-range community.

The price of the houses here is more than 300,000 US dollars, but they belong to the old community, and many of the public facilities look a little dilapidated.

Follow the address.

The two went to the owner's house and knocked on the door.

Dean noticed that the family, at the top of the door, had a camera installed, but the camera looked very new and seemed to have just been installed.

At the same time, the mailbox box placed on the outside has already overflowed the envelope.

The lawn outside the house is also a little cluttered.

Considering that the female homeowner said that her husband was always at home.

This means that the male owner of this family, some. Lazy?

Wait a moment.

Footsteps came from inside the house.

"Who are you?"

Some hoarse voices came from the pager.

Good luck.

The man is at home.

Harry took a step back and took out the badge from his pocket: "Detective Los Angeles, sir, we have something we want you to know, can you open the door?" ”

The man in the room was silent for a moment before he said, "Wait a minute." ”

This is accompanied by the sound of iron chains hitting the door frame.

The door slowly opened, revealing a somewhat haggard face: "I'm Idor, the owner here, what do you want to know?" ”

His face was gray, his eyes were sunken, he seemed to have not slept for a long time, he was wrapped in a blanket, and he smelled of smoke and alcohol.

Dean glanced around the other and didn't speak, allowing Harry to communicate with him.

His position in the future will become higher and higher, and it is impossible to handle everything by himself, so he still has to train and cultivate capable subordinates.

Harry took out the jewelry box: "May I ask this thing, do you know it?" ”

See the jewelry box.

Ador's face changed slightly, and he pretended to be calm: "Yes, this is my wife's jewelry box, and her name is engraved on the bottom, but when I was cleaning, I lost it, and I was even terrified for several days, thank you for helping me find it!" ”

said.

He's going to come and get the jewelry box.

Harry looked at Dean.

He felt that this man was lying.

Dean nodded slightly.

Harry smiled and handed over the box, and at the same time teased: "Man, it's not okay for men to be so afraid of women, you look like you haven't slept well for five or six days!" ”

"Hehe.", the owner of the house, Ador, squeezed out an ugly smile, took the box, slammed it, and closed the door directly.

Then.

It was the sound of several chains clasping.

This guy, on the inside of the door, also has a few locks.

Harry: "Dean, how do I feel about this guy, he's been stimulated by something so bad lately that he's very insecure and very scared. ”

Dean smiled, "Harry, guess why he has such a hoarse voice?" ”

"Throat?" , Harry looked at Dean suspiciously: "Man, isn't it normal for a man who drinks and smokes to have a hoarse voice, but speaking of which, he has been at home, why did Brother Wayne choose him."

Speaking of which.

Harry seemed to think of something, his sphincter contracted, his legs clamped, he gasped, licked his somewhat dry lips, and hesitated: "Dean, you mean, this guy was also treated by Brother Wayne?" ”

When the other party was walking just now, it seemed really awkward.

"Yes." , Dean pointed out: "When Brother Wayne came here to step on the spot, he saw the messy appearance outside, and probably thought that there was no one at home. Their taste is quite heavy. ”

This is also the reason why the man will cover up this matter.

Before and after, the ancient road is hot.

It's not good to say after all.

It's a pity that Podolia has already contacted the man's wife, hoping that this unlucky guy can think of a suitable reason to fool his wife.

The other side.

Leslie and Podolia also got two lists from the husbands of the suicide victims.

It's all trivial.

One was because the female victim was driving improperly and rear-ended a resident's car, but the insurance companies had taken care of it, and the resident, after Christmas, was no longer in California.

This one is directly excluded.

One is a household with a dog.

His large dog frightened the female victim and was kicked by her husband.

According to the husband of the female victim, the owner of the dog was a middle-aged man with a full beard and a strong body, and the two had a fight at that time.

This man with a dog is undoubtedly suspicious.

Leslie immediately told Dean this information.

The four converged.

Leslie said cautiously, "Dean, do you need to call a few guys from the bureau to help?" ”

If Dean's guess is correct.

That means they're going to face at least three men of unknown firepower.

Dean shook his head: "Let's make sure if the other party is suspicious or not." ”

The dog man's name is Brocade and he lives in the corner of the community.

On the road.

Podolia got Brocade's basic information over the phone: "Broco, white, single, Chinese New Year's Eve eight years old, once served in the army, became an employee of a circus after leaving the army, and currently trains dogs for a living. ”

"Is this thing profitable?" , Harry asked curiously.

Leslie nodded: "It's very profitable, especially for training special dog breeds." ”

Between words.

The barking of dogs came from the front.

It turned out to be a man playing with four dogs with a frisbee.

Dean and Leslie looked at each other.

Leslie understood, turned his head and laughed with Podolia, pretending to be acquaintances, and walked past the man before Dean and the two.

The other party glanced at them casually, didn't care, and started playing with the dogs again.

"Brocade?"

Just then, Dean shouted at the other party.

The man turned his head, and after seeing the faces of Dean and Harry, he said suspiciously: "Man, you look a little strange, if you want to ask me to train the dog, please make an appointment with my studio." ”

"I'm a police detective in Los Angeles, and I want to know something from you, can I go to your house to talk?" , Dean showed off his police badge.

Brocade behaved normally.

He shrugged: "Of course it's no problem, it's just that the smell of my house is a little strong, I hope you won't mind." ”

After speaking.

He whistled.

Four and a half meters tall, white, yellow and black medium-sized dogs ran over with a frisbee in their mouths, enthusiastically surrounded Brocade, and followed him towards his residence.

Harry looked at the four dogs with some greed: "Wow, it's actually a foxhound, these little cuties run fast, the price is not cheap, this guy actually has four." ”

"Brocade is a dog trainer, not necessarily his own dog."

Dean said casually and followed.

At present, he has not found anything abnormal in Brocade's expression, but if there is a problem, he still needs to take the opportunity to enter his house and check the traces.

Brocade's residence is more than ten meters ahead.

The other party did not lie to the two, as soon as they got closer, they could smell the strong fishy smell and urine smell, and there were seven or eight large and small dog houses outside the house, which were covered by thick soundproof materials, and only some outlines could be seen.

It is estimated that such a design was made to prevent disturbance to the people.

Dean noted.

Not far from those kennees, there were three or four pillars with very thin chains and collars, which were supposed to be tools for domesticating large dogs.

Arrived at the front of the house.

Brocade whistled.

The four foxhounds held the frisbee in their mouths, put the frisbee in turn in turn into the open wooden box outside the big wooden house, and then took the initiative to climb down into their respective dog houses.

The hut is barbed with barbed wire, the gate is locked, and there is only a low dog hole for the dogs to get in and out.

"Awesome!" Harry's eyes widened and he looked at Boko with admiration: "Man, you actually make these dogs as obedient as people!" ”

Brocade's bearded face showed a proud smile: "Not to mention dogs, even wolves, I also have the confidence to domesticate them very well-behaved." ”

As he spoke, he opened the door of the house: "Come in, it's a bit messy inside, I hope you don't mind." ”

Inside, in addition to some simple furniture, dog food and canned food, an open dining room, and two small meat grinders.

It's like a warehouse, more than a home.

You can see it.

Brocade really likes dogs, and even the water cup served to Dean and the others is a dog-shaped cup, which looks very cute.

He put down the water and lay comfortably on the sofa: "Mr. two detectives, I hope you are looking for me, not because of the dog I domesticated, there was an incident of hurting people." ”

Dean shook his head and smiled: "No, we just heard that Mr. Boko is very experienced in dog training, and you passed by here today because of a case, so I came to visit by the way." ”

"The case?" , Brocade was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly revealed: "Is it the resident who lives in front of the community, I heard from the residents of the community that it seems that a woman committed suicide." ”

"Yes, the poor lady, who has suffered some unbearable blows, has chosen to flee this world."

Dean sighed a little regretfully, and then took out a business card: "Actually, I bothered Mr. Brocade today because my grandfather's farm wants a few good quality sheepdogs, I don't know if Mr. Broco recommends it?" ”

"Shepherd dogs?" , Brocade glanced at the business card and said with a smile: "This is simple, you can choose the puppies first, I will train them for about three months, and then you can let them go to the ranch to adapt, but in terms of price, you need to negotiate with my studio." ”

"No problem!"

Dean got up: "Then don't bother for now." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to leave, but as if he remembered something, he turned around and said, "By the way, Mr. Broko, before leaving, can you visit the cabin outside where you temporarily train dogs?" ”

Brocade's face stiffened slightly, and then he was a little embarrassed: "Yes, you can, but you also noticed that it's closed now, it's because I lost the key to get in, this kind of soundproof room, unlocked."

"I'll pick the lock!"

Dean interrupted Brocade with a smile: "That kind of lock is simple, one wire is enough to open!" ”

Harry had already sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and his hand had unconsciously touched his waist.

Brocade noticed his movements, his pupils shrank, and he nodded with a smile: "Okay, I hope you don't block my lock, I'll go take off the lube, just in case." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the cabinet on the side with an indifferent expression, and reached out to grab a black bottle.

Looked at.

Harry felt that he was a little sensitive, and the hand that touched his waist was put back down.

The next moment.

Brocade's hand, which had been grabbing the bottle, swiped under the cabinet, turned sharply, and aimed the contents of his hand at Dean and the others.

That's a Rolloc 17!

“FK！”

Harry roared, his body soared, and he threw himself to the side, trying to overwhelm Dean beside him!

The next moment.

A gunshot rang out through the room.

The smell of gunpowder smoke is diffuse.

Harry's head went blank.

He crashed into Dean, only to feel that he had hit a hard concrete wall, and fell to the ground in some embarrassment, and after rolling around, he woke up like a dream, and while pulling out his gun, he touched himself, for fear of an extra bullet hole.

"Calm."

Dean took his right hand out of the still smoking holster at his waist.

Almost at the same time.

Plop.

Brocade's huge body collapsed with a bang.

Thanks to the book friends of 'Yinyin' for the reward of 5,000 book coins, thank you boss!

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This chapter was supposed to be yesterday's Gagenha.

Today's update is scheduled for five or six o'clock in the afternoon.

(End of chapter)