Chapter 198: Rich People Can Play
Baker couldn't hide it, and spread his hands: "My second uncle and I were put together, so we can only do part-time work by the way." β
"The second uncle is also there?"
"Yes, but he can only work as a helper in the back kitchen, all thanks to George, if it weren't for his help, we would be living on the streets by now."
Dean breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the second uncle's festival is still there.
Otherwise, I really can't look directly at this former mafia family.
However, I didn't expect that after these two guys left at Christmas, they had only been so miserable for so much time, and they actually had to rely on part-time jobs to get funds to continue the treasure hunt.
Really pull the crotch.
Outsiders are around.
He didn't want his eldest brother to lose face, so he could only change the topic: "Okay, let's talk about this later, where is George's body?" β
"In the house, I was worried that someone would destroy the scene, so I and a few crew members kept watch to ensure that the scene was still intact." With that, Baker led the way.
This is a cabin that resembles a hotel's dΓ©cor.
The whole has European luxury, warm colors, giving people a sense of light luxury and warmth.
And where the room was in the bathroom, the two crew members were playing poker boredly, and when they saw the crowd come in, they got up and walked behind their captain.
Dean glanced at the two of them, didn't notice anything unusual about them, and beckoned to Carlo and Harry behind him.
The three of them put on gloves and foot coverings and walked into the bathroom.
The bathroom looks not small, and when you see it, there is a slender male corpse lying face down, and a faint smell pours into the nasal cavity, but it is still at an acceptable level.
Besides.
The main attraction of the bathroom is the strange-looking bathtub.
The bathtub as a whole is transparent, with black soft creatures wriggling inside, leaning forward and low back, showing the arc shape of a slide as a whole, and there is a railing at the top, which seems to be convenient for someone to gallop behind him.
Harry, the old driver, smiled evilly when he saw the bathtub for the first time, and elbowed Caro behind him: "Man, do you see it, these rich people's lives are like this." β
Carlo frowned slightly: "How do I feel that this bathtub is a bit like a big tank for aquaculture?" β
"You read that right, this is indeed not a simple bathtub, there is a water change device for a fish tank." , Dean pointed to the wriggling creatures: "Those things, it should be leeches, it is estimated that it is a simple communication, and it can no longer satisfy those well-informed rich women, so this kind of thing is made." β
"What a pervert, aren't those women afraid of leeches burrowing into the sewers of their houses?" Harry showed disgust: "If you want to find excitement, you might as well raise some aquatic products such as yellow eels in it, that thing likes to drill holes." β
Dean rolled his eyes.
Made!
Solve the case!
Can you talk about something serious?
He felt that Harry was there, and his own team was estimated to develop into a driving team in the future.
"The autopsy has begun!"
After saying hello, Dean crouched down and turned the dead over first.
More than a day of death.
The inside of the corpse has begun to decompose, but the appearance has not changed much, except that the eyes have become a cloudy liquid, which looks a little oozing.
Harry walked over to the unobscured view and helped Dean hold the body so he could examine it.
And as a newcomer.
Carlo picked up the camera and began shooting.
Seeing that both of them were ready, Dean began to check.
He first checked the appearance of the deceased, and after confirming that it was the deceased George himself, he carefully observed the other party's body surface, hands and feet, and then carefully looked at the armpits, lower body and other parts, and began to narrate:
"It was George himself who identified the deceased.
After a preliminary inspection.
The deceased was 'naked' all over his body, with no obvious external injuries or wounds except on his back and hands. β
After Dean finished speaking, his hand reached to the corner of George's mouth, and some white powder adhered to it.
The powder glows brightly in the bathroom light.
It's not 'flour', it's like glass powder.
Thinking of this, Dean opened the deceased's mouth again, carefully checking for scratch marks.
The deceased's oral cavity was blue-red, with the same white powder on the tongue coating, which was in an adhesion state, and did not harm the tongue coating and the epidermal tissue of the oral cavity.
This means that the white powder, not glass powder, is some kind of material with a shimmering effect.
This material must contain a large amount of calcium carbonate.
For example: pearl powder.
This thing is edible.
Dean faces the camera, uttering his guess, then turns his gaze to the deceased's arm.
He picked up the deceased's arm and pointed at the camera: "The deceased's arm has bruises left by the binding, the marks are not deep, but there are slight traces of expansion, which means that the deceased was bound with his hands before he died, and he did not struggle hard, but his body was in a state of euphoria, causing his hands to move." β
said.
He pointed to George's lower body and grinned:
"Around the deceased's brother, there were traces of a dried white-brown liquid, which was a clear discharge of passion.
In addition, there are blunt bruises on the back of the deceased, and combined with the current traces, it can be speculated that the deceased George, before he died, was lying on the handrail of the bathtub, playing a very exciting game of bondage riding.
He was the little wild horse that had been tamed.
Normally.
It doesn't take long for the imprints caused during the game to be repaired.
But the traces on the deceased's body are very obvious.
This means that after the other party's passion, before the traces are completely gone, the body stops functioning, and the blood does not circulate, so that the traces of those bindings and back prints will appear in a state of bruising. β
"So we can find the last person who came into contact with him by examining the secretions on the deceased's little brother?" , Harry thoughtfully.
"Yes."
Dean nodded, waved at Harry, and motioned for him to get out of the way.
Harry hurriedly changed positions.
As he walked, he revealed something that had shrunk into the shape of a ball.
Dean stepped forward, picked up one, pinched it, frowned, and said, "This is a leech, it should have been brought out by George when he was playing a game, sticking to him, but it's strange, it's only been more than a day, and these leeches have died." β
"Detective, you're saying that the deceased's blood may contain toxins?"
Carlo, holding a camera, shows a sense of presence.
Dean gave him an appreciative look.
Although he values Carlo's force supplement, the other party's willingness to use his brain is undoubtedly a better thing.
"Putting away the carcasses of these leeches and examining the cause of their death will help us determine the cause of death of the deceased." Dean instructed Harry and walked over to the deceased's clothes and rummaged through them.
Except for the prostitute lady.
Generally, when men and women communicate, they tend to first snort, touch, and the atmosphere comes up, and then they turn into beasts and communicate wildly.
George's clothes may have left some clues.
He had very few clothes, a blouse, a pair of shorts, and they were gone.
This guy doesn't wear pants.
Dean first set his eyes on George's floral shirt.
This look, sure enough, there was a discovery.
He cautiously, in front of the camera, pinched a few strands of long hair from his clothes: "On the clothes of the deceased, two different long hairs were found, which should belong to two different women." β
After these hairs are tied.
Dean picked up his pants again.
A small, torn pink umbrella bag fell off.
Dean picked it up and looked at it, and said with a smile: "This is Durex's ultra-thin fruit-flavored umbrella bag, huh?" β
Suddenly.
Dean froze.
He pinched his fingers, slippery.
Something is wrong with this umbrella bag!
He put down the umbrella bag, walked to the trash can next to the bathtub, took out a used umbrella from it, and after carefully rubbing it, he added: "It's still a pearl powder lubricated style, this model is rare, it should be a special version, and the price is expensive." β
Put away what you find.
Dean searched the scene again before stopping and completing the initial on-site survey.
What can be done with the naked eye, has been done.
Next, it is necessary to have a forensic professional in the forensic department.
Before leaving, though.
Dean called the captain of the cruise ship.
"Captain Donal, I have a question, I hope you can tell me truthfully!" , Dean looked at Donnell with a serious expression.
Donal's demeanor was as usual, and he nodded: "Mr. Detective, let me ask, Ms. Mores told me to do my best to help you solve the case, and she doesn't want anyone to commit a murder on her cruise ship." β
Dean pointed to the bathroom, "I noticed that this level, a lot of areas, has a lot of weird things farmed, can you tell me what this is for?" β
Hearing this, Donnell was a little embarrassed.
He looked around and lowered his voice: "Mr. Inspector, I can tell you, but after that I won't admit that I said these things, and if it leaks, Mores will also sue you for defamation!" β
"No problem, I'm not going to write it down."
See Dean Assurance.
Donnell relaxed and explained: "The second floor of the cruise ship has been transformed into its current appearance, firstly, because Lady Morex likes to raise a lot of strange animals and plants, and secondly, it is for fun!" β
"Cheering?"
"Yes." Donnell put on a look of no surprise: "Inspector Dean, you have to understand that for the rich, their focus is on enjoyment.
Wine, cruises, handsome young guys, melancholy middle-aged men
These things, no matter how good they are, will get tired.
In the end, in search of excitement.
Those rich women began to try multi-person, human-beast.
Lady Moreth didn't like that.
So she proposed, enjoy the excitement of communication in the primal danger and use it for fun.
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I don't know how it works.
But in the end, Ms. Mores became the leader of many rich women in Los Angeles. β
Dean: "."
The city will play!
Complete site surveys and situation understanding.
Harry and Caro, with the body and physical evidence, wait for the forensic section's corpse truck.
Dean took his eldest brother Baker and his second uncle, who was dressed as a back kitchen, to the top of the cruise ship.
"Tell me, what's going on with you?"
The second uncle burped and said with some embarrassment: "Dean, it's actually all my fault."
It turned out that the two were driving the coupe that Dean had given to Baker, and when they were about to leave Los Angeles, they received 'inside' news that a warehouse that was about to be auctioned off was hiding a container left behind by a high-end medical company.
The medical equipment inside, plus some high-end surgical equipment, is worth more than millions of dollars!
As two people who aspire to become the treasure pickers of the United States, can they resist this temptation?
The two didn't say a word, and drove to the port.
This kind of dock port warehousing has a high entry threshold.
But it didn't bother the Bakers.
They mortgaged the coupe given by Dean, took all the capital, and finally even borrowed a little money, ready to gamble.
The result is bankruptcy.
The two men had no face to ask for help from home.
I'm thinking about how to work and pay back.
Luckily.
Baker meets George, who has come to the port to wait for the rich woman's party.
is the so-called iron man sympathizes with each other.
As soon as the two met, they looked at each other.
After a brief exchange.
Knowing Baker's difficulties, George volunteered to introduce him to the banquet.
I heard the second uncle explain the cause and effect.
Dean stroked his forehead speechlessly: "Guys, although I have no objection to you supporting yourself, if you encounter difficulties, you are embarrassed to open up to your mother and the outside, you can come to me." β
He was worried that the culture would spread.
In the future, his own family will become a soft rice family.
Considering that they are destined for an extraordinary future.
This home of soft rice will definitely be crowned with the word legendary by the American lace tabloids!
Well. The home of the legendary soft rice.
Although Dean is thick-skinned, he is still a little bit away from being shameless.
Baker disagreed: "Dean, it's not as bad as you think, those women have brought companions and exchanged them, and I can go in simply because the owner of this cruise ship, Ms. Morles, is old and doesn't like to play with this, so let me follow her and make up the numbers." β
"Did she you?"
Baker lowered his head: "I couldn't help it. β
Dean: "."
"Dean, don't look at me like that, I just want to give some warmth to those lonely women who are helpless, and as a thank you, they will give me something financially in return, which is fair."
Dean: "."
"Then if you send warmth, can't you find some younger ones? That old woman is more than ten years older than her mother! β
"Is that an old woman?"
Baker stubbornly raised his head: "That's my old North Nose!" β
Dean was speechless.
Finish the calf.
I have eaten the fragrance of soft rice.
The eldest brother is afraid that he will not be saved.
Afternoon.
Dean saw his grandfather load his second uncle and eldest brother into a truck carrying livestock, and returned to the substation with confidence.
George's body had already been sent to the forensic department here.
In addition, Harry and the others also notified the rich women to extract the genetic material.
But it takes time.
But the cause of George's death has been determined.
Morgue.
A middle-aged man with a grim expression handed a document to Dean: "According to the results of the dissection, we found that the direct cause of death of the deceased was a heart attack!" β
This result was beyond Dean's expectations.
ps:
Thank you brothers for your concern.
Declaration.
The situation of dog thieves is not so scary and exaggerated.
Mild myocarditis can be recovered with a little recuperation.
It's not that the dog thief is going to gack.
I'm alive.
(End of chapter)