Mike Smith's home is located in an upscale suburban neighborhood.

There are villas and estates covering a wide area, and there are security personnel who look very reliable to make rounds.

Dean noticed that the greenery here is very good, but the main location is protected by surveillance equipment, which is different from those areas that want privacy.

Harry on the side introduced: "The villa community here originally belonged to a super energy research institute, which was specially used for the families of those research experts to live in.

But in the 80s, because the owner of the research institute was hung up, these assets were sold by his children, and finally bought by the new owners. ”

Hear this.

Dean frowned: "Such important information, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

Harrie revealed grievances: "Man, this is the information that Daisy just found, we have only taken on this case for less than a day, many things take time, you really don't need to make yourself so nervous." ”

Normally.

Other squadrons deal with homicides.

Survey for a few days, interpersonal investigation for a few days, and other messes for a few days.

Even if the murderer is locked, everything is going well.

The cycle of solving a crime is often at least a week or more, or even longer.

Not to mention the prosecution and trial links later.

To Dean here.

Everything has changed.

In many cases, even the intelligence provided by logistics cannot keep up with the speed with which he can solve the case and catch or kill the murderer.

This is a very unusual situation in the entire police investigation system.

Dean also reacted when he heard Harry's explanation, and patted Harry on the shoulder apologetically, "Sorry, man, I sometimes subconsciously look at a lot of things with my own efficiency. ”

In fact, there is still a lot of work to be done on Holtz's side.

For example: the force measurement of the pulley group, the way the murderer moves the deceased, the torture instrument template that causes the wound...

These are all valuable information for solving cases.

People are not machines.

Dean felt he couldn't force too much of it.

However, if the follow-up newcomer chooses.

He might be able to think more about the logistics talent, so that he will help himself more, instead of allowing himself to slowly improve his professional level with them!

After all, the main purpose of joining the police department is to strengthen yourself, not to help the people of the United States, shine and burn yourself.

The two of them briefly observed their surroundings.

Dean was identified by the doorman and came to the outside of Mike Smith's villa.

Blocked by the tall walls, you can only see through the opening and closing gates: lawn flower beds, fountains that look like cherubs, exterior walls surrounded by green vines, single-family five-story villas that resemble Western European castles, and stout black and brown trees around the villas.

In general.

The first impression of Dean and Harry here is that it is old and quaint, and the style is somewhat out of place with the architecture here in the United States.

"It feels like my mom is dressed in a medieval nun and standing there helping me make a chicken tato," Harry complains.

Dean's heart moved.

Yes.

The architecture here is indeed very medieval.

According to Holtz.

Many of the scars on Mike Smith's body were also left by various ancient torture instruments invented during the Middle Ages.

He had a hunch.

You may be able to find some interesting clues in this villa.

The villa is huge.

But according to the information obtained, only Mike Smith's twelve-year-old son, who has autism, and the nanny who takes care of his son, live here.

Because I contacted me in advance before I came.

Harry called the babysitter.

Not much.

A middle-aged woman with a height of 1.85 meters, a big waist and a round waist, and two braids, wearing a dark brown linen dress, opened the door for Dean and the others.

"Good morning, gentlemen, I'm the babysitter here, you can call me Ona."

Onia seemed to be very talkative, and led Dean and the others to the villa.

Harry has always been uninterested in this kind of strong woman, and has set his eyes on the surrounding environment.

Dean glanced at Ona's thick limbs and smiled, "Lady Ona, you look a little like a Norwegian?" ”

"Yes, I am actually a distant relative of Mr. Mike Smith, twelve years ago, when little Mike was born and his mother was not in good health, Mr. Mike Smith asked me to come to the United States to help take care of his son."

Ona's first impression of the handsome and tall Dean was good.

She flicked her two braids and winked at Dean as she spoke, with an unabashed fleshy 'bath'.

This strong heart of Dean caused some discomfort.

This strong woman is too strong.

Seeing Dean avoid his gaze.

Hona thought that the young detective was shy, grinned, turned his head again to lead the way, and shook the long braid, but it was drawn in the face of Harry, who was too close.

Ona glanced at Harry with some disgust, grabbed her braids, and sped up.

She doesn't like these black guys!

I don't like it very much!

Harry touched his face, facing Ona's undisguised disgusted gaze, looking at the back of the strong woman, wanting to say something, his lips squirmed twice, daring to be angry.

Discrimination is discrimination.

He felt like he couldn't win against the other party.

Dean stared at the back of Orna's neck that had been re-covered by thick braids, and the image he had just seen came to mind: a thorny figure hanging upside down on a cross!

It's a tattoo!

Relatives, cross tattoos

Dean took out his phone, secretly sent a message to Daisy, and then quietly followed Ona to the lobby of the villa.

The décor here is similar to the outside, giving it a sense of medieval castle years.

Harry Mao saw a tall armor with a heavy cross-chain hammer hanging from it, and exclaimed, "Wow, this guy looks really handsome, but can anyone really put on the armor and pick up this heavy chain meteor hammer?" ”

said.

He also wanted to test the weight of the hammer.

This move directly annoyed Ona on the side!

She flicked her braids and walked quickly to Harry, and the turnip's fingers pressed on Harry's shoulder, and with a pull, she pushed him backwards and threw him to the ground.

Anger flashed in Harry's eyes: "You're crazy! ”

"Listen, even if you're a Los Angeles police detective, you don't have the authority to touch these works of art without the owner's permission! You uneducated fellow! ”

After Onia finished speaking, she looked at Dean on the side: "Little Mike is reading in the study now, he has a relatively serious autism, except for me, even his father, there is almost no communication, if you can, you can ask me if you have anything!" ”

Dean picked Harry up and whispered a few words in his ear before he looked at the surroundings of the hall and exclaimed, "It looks so good here, I almost thought I had come to the house of a European nobleman." ”

Ona's attitude towards him, and his attitude towards Harry, are completely polar.

She picked up the big slap that could grab the basketball, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Inspector Dean, most of these are actually old imitations, and the price of real ancient armor is difficult for even Mr. Mike Smith to accept." ”

"But as far as I know, Mr. Mike Smith earns enough to be too much of a knight to afford a medieval knight's armor."

Dean had learned about some auction items because of his previous treasures.

If it is not of special significance.

Generally, the price of preserved ancient knight armor is generally tens of thousands of dollars, and it is not exaggerated to the extent that it is millions of dollars at every turn.

Ona shook her head: "I don't know Mr. Mike Smith's income, but he spends a lot of money every month, and he is actually not in good health, and he has to spend a lot of money every month to maintain his health. ”

Speaking of which.

She seemed to remember something, and an apologetic look appeared on her face: "By the way, Inspector Dean, do you want to drink black tea or coffee?" ”

Dean shook his head, "I'm a little short on time, long story short, Ms. Ona, I would like to know, does Mr. Mike Smith have a family doctor, or where does his medication come from?" ”

"Sorry, I don't know."

Ona had a look of embarrassment on her face: "Actually, Mr. Mike Smith, he rarely goes back here, he seems to have other accommodations outside, and he never brings people he knows here. ”

"So you don't know anything about Mike Smith's interpersonal interactions?"

"Yes."

"And what kind of person do you think Mike Smith is?"

This question stumped Ona.

A look of confusion and embarrassment appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Dean reminded:

"Mr. Mike Smith has been killed.

His death was tragic, like a vendetta.

But his son, Mike Jr., is now only twelve years old.

We have not identified any other relatives of Mr. Mike Smith.

You are his only relative.

If you can't find out who has a grudge against Mr. Mike Smith, you and Mike Jr. may also be in danger.

There is no need to affect the safety of the living because of the privacy and image of a dead person! ”

Ona still shook her head: "I can protect little Mike, but I really don't know Mike Smith very well." ”

A relative who has been taking care of the child for twelve years said that he was not familiar with the father of the child.

Ona was clearly perfunctory to Dean.

But she didn't say it, and Dean couldn't just force a confession.

He could see that Ona should know some hidden secrets, and she didn't have any feelings for Mike Smith, but when she talked about little Mike, her face would unconsciously show tenderness.

This kind of expression, Dean often sees on the face of his mother, Sheila.

This means:

In Ona's opinion, telling some information about Mike Smith by herself may cause trouble for Mike Jr., and even this trouble is more than the threat of the 'murderer enemy' in Dean's words to the two of them.

This kind of thing is very helpless.

After all, as a five-star detective in Los Angeles, Dean could not hang up the victim's family and torture him to extract a confession because he didn't get a clue.

He rolled his eyes and said no more, but asked Ona to take him around the villa.

Said to be a villa, the interior really looks like a simple aristocratic castle, but there is no unique gloomy and narrow castle, just the style and architectural structure.

Dean noted.

Whether it is the aisle or some of the rooms, there are a large number of old weapons in the Middle Ages, specimens of beasts, and portraits to show that the owner of the place is an avid medieval enthusiast.

In addition, although there are many rooms here, most of them are locked, and when you open them, they are all covered with white cloth and dust, and it is clear that no one has lived in them for a long time.

Besides.

As the owner of the villa estate, Mike Smith mainly lived on the third floor, including the master bedroom, study, collection room, etc., but the corridor leading to those rooms was locked.

This situation is very strange.

Because normal people basically don't arrange an extra gate in their own home to block one floor.

Dean wanted to go in and have a look.

Ona looked embarrassed: "Only Mr. Mike Smith has the key here, and he doesn't like people to go into the third floor without permission." ”

Dean looked into her eyes and said in a deep voice, "But Mike Smith is dead!" ”

"Dead people should have privacy, too!" , Ona looked at Dean without any emotion, and said with a tough attitude: "Unless you can get a search warrant, I won't allow anyone to enter!" ”

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Dean shrugged: "Okay, although I regret it, I respect your choice, and can you go to the fourth floor to see." ”

Seeing that he no longer insisted, Ona nodded: "Yes, the fourth floor is mainly a library, which contains a lot of books, and Xiao Mike usually likes to stay there, so please don't take the initiative to approach Xiao Mike later." ”

Dean nodded.

Autism in children is a disorder of mental development, also known as autism in children.

This disorder is characterized by a low level of attention to external things, a focus on certain things, a communication disorder, and a high probability of mental retardation.

It can be understood as:

Children with childhood autism have a certain chance of being imbecile.

Therefore, Xiao Mike should be lucky, and there is no mental development impact, otherwise it is difficult to complete basic education and have the ability to read.

The corridor passage on the third floor was blocked by a door, which did not prevent them from reaching the fourth floor.

The large villa has five floors.

But the fifth floor, which belongs to some loft-like structures.

So when Dean went up, he found himself directly on an open-air observation deck.

Standing on this, you can clearly see the scenery in front of the villa manor, the view is very good, and the light transmission is very good.

Behind the terrace, there is a library-like door.

The door didn't close, revealing rows of bookshelves and floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

A small figure, sitting on a cashmere carpet and leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, looked intently at the big-headed book in his hand.

The sun warmed the little boy's face, giving it a sense of holiness.

He was very focused, and even the arrival of Dean and the others did not distract him in the slightest.

If it weren't for the records on the file and Ona's story, almost no one would have thought that this was a child with a mental disorder.

Dean stared at little Mike for more than ten seconds before he said with some regret: "He is a bit like my brother, unfortunately he should not appear in such a child." ”

Ona sighed: "The doctor said that Xiao Mike is not simply a child with autism, but may have emotional deficits, the former can also guide treatment, but the latter is difficult."

I just hope I can live a little longer in the future, or I'm worried that little Mac will starve himself to death. ”

Dean could tell.

What O Na said was true.

He took one last look at the little Mike bathed in the sun, and whispered, "Ms. Oona, thank you for your cooperation, I won't bother you for now." ”

Ona said indifferently: "Actually, it's good that someone came to talk to me, and if that black charcoal ball didn't follow, it would be even better!" ”

Dean smiled and didn't speak.

After going downstairs.

Under Ona's watchful eye, Dean left the estate.

Outside.

Harry was leaning back on the off-road bike, smoking a cigarette in boredom.

Seeing Dean finally come out.

He stepped forward quickly and said happily: "Dean, according to your prompt, I called Holtz, he really made a big discovery on Mike Smith!" ”

"It seems that the turning point in this case has finally been found!"

Dean smiled faintly, took Harry, and rushed back to the forensic department!

Sorry, I left the quarantine site today and lost a lot of time.

There is one more chapter before twelve o'clock.

(End of chapter)