Corpses, explosions.

When these elements are presented in front of you.

Dean knew they were a step too late.

Or rather.

When they knew about this black workshop, they were destined to only see this scene.

The wind and fire are terrifying.

Dean stood at the front of the car, letting the scorching wind blow across his cheeks, his eyes slightly narrowed by the firelight, and his mouth murmured, "There's a ghost inside!" ”

All this happened by coincidence and urgency.

There's definitely an external force that's influencing all this!

"Holtz, long time no see."

Dean looked at the firefighters who had come over, smoking cigarettes and laughing, without entering the fire in the slightest, and greeted the thin man who was checking the corpse next to him.

Holtz didn't raise his head, and muttered: "After you go to the bureau, I'm much more relaxed, Lawrence, this guy, the efficiency of solving cases is not as high as yours, and I don't have to stay up all night every day." ”

Before coming.

He had a hunch that Dean was here.

After all, the scene is slightly bigger.

This guy won't be absent.

"Dean, the corpse is fresh.

The time of this man's death should be when you come.

He used the special rope gear to lassothe his neck, and through the inertia of his body falling, he cut off his neck in an instant, as long as the inertia was large enough, the other party would not even feel any pain before he died.

Because his nerves were disconnected at that moment. ”

Holtz finished examining the body and said confidently.

Dean showed curiosity on his face: "Why did you conclude that the other party committed suicide?" ”

"Because of this." Holz took out a prepared letter from the jacket pocket of the headless deceased, and looked at Dean with a grin: "Dean, this is not your style, under normal circumstances, you have already done the examination of the body before we arrived!" ”

"Because of this inspection, there is no point."

Dean glanced at the letter that Holtz had taken out and smiled disdainfully: "I guess it's probably a confession or something, and it's meaningless." ”

Count the time.

His sister Sinclair, this afternoon, when she was playing in the amusement park, was playing a ring toss game, and accidentally got hit, and in the evening, the man who set up the stall, the whole family was wiped out.

This means:

The people behind it, before destroying the stall man, didn't guess that the police would find out about this matter so quickly, so they went to do the thing of destroying the door.

But alas.

Fate led them to meet Dean.

Dean guessed.

When they found out about the extermination incident, the people behind it got the news and notified the black workshop as soon as possible, which led to them rushing to the black workshop, and the warehouse where the black workshop was located was directly bombed, and the unidentified corpse also committed suicide in front of them.

So this inner ghost, is it easy to find out?

Hard!

There were too many insiders involved: the patrol officers of the substation, the family and relatives of the person who asked about the perimeter, the director of the playground, the people of the forensic department, the rest of the substation

In this kind of case, if you want to find out what is going on, the most important point is to find out the source and sales of those drugs.

These are figured out.

After that, it will be easy to solve!

Now, it is necessary to find out the identity of the headless corpse first.

The head of the headless corpse, because it was crushed and dragged by the wheels, could only be determined to be an elderly person through tooth wear, hair color, etc., and it was impossible to determine the accurate identity at the first time.

The crowd gathered together and flipped through the letters that Holz had found on the old man's chest.

According to the content of the letter.

The old man claimed to be Vienna.

Because of greed, I got some cheap flour from some small vendors, and mixed it into some ceramic toys, but before it could be decomposed, the ceramics were stolen by thieves.

According to the surveillance information, Vienna immediately found the thief's home.

Originally, he just wanted to get back what he had been stolen.

Unexpectedly, the children of the thief directly took out a gun and drove it away.

In desperation.

He used a plot to destroy the other party.

Afterwards.

Vienna expressed her uneasiness and returned to the scene of the crime, only to see that the police had found the body, and in a panic, she finally chose to commit suicide to atone for her crimes

In general.

This is a 'surrender' letter!

As long as the headless body is determined to be Vienna himself, the handwriting of the letter can also be recognized by the handwriting experts of the police department.

Then in the previous case of the thief being killed, Dean's side can start writing a closing report.

Well..

The case and credit picked up in vain are very fragrant.

Dean watched as the crowd discussed the contents of the letter, his fingers unconsciously playing with bullets.

The letter.

In fact, it is a step for these detectives to be given.

Considering the American side, the habit of 'flour' is taken for granted.

In reality, ten police detectives, in the face of this kind of 'step', nine will choose to take credit directly, rather than taking the risk and continuing the investigation.

The remaining one, perhaps, will insist on an investigation.

In the end, the superiors felt that he had a lot of things, his colleagues felt that he had a problem with his brain, and the drug dealers would also think that this fool was ignorant and chose some warning methods. The detective was under multiple pressures from his family, colleagues, and superiors, and had no choice but to compromise.

That's the reality of the script.

It's a pity that the group met Dean.

Dean is not the protagonist of the movie, and he doesn't care about justice and morality in others.

As a qualified mature man.

Credit, he wants!

The experience value of the panel should not be less!

"With this letter, wouldn't the case we saw before be closed directly?" , bald Hawk, touched his shiny head because of the burning heat, and said in a relaxed tone.

Holtz nodded: "As long as you can determine that the deceased is Vienna, and find the tools of the crime mentioned in his letter, and determine the handwriting of the letter, then you can do so." ”

Hawke grinned.

Sure enough, with Dean's side, luck won't be bad.

Maybe in a year or two, I can really sit in an independent office in the substation.

Next to them.

Harry had a cigarette in his hand, his brow furrowed slightly.

Caro's cold eyes looked at this unobtrusive companion suspiciously: "Harry, aren't you happy that this case was easily closed?" ”

As a newcomer.

Cracking the case quickly means that the positive transformation is accelerated and the bonus is increased.

That's a good thing!

Harry shook his head: "I can't say it, I just feel too relaxed, as if someone has given me credit, giving me the illusion of being led by the nose." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Dean, who had not spoken: "Head, you are quiet tonight like a nun who met the priest for the first time, you can't open your legs, you can't open your mouth, we need your next instructions." ”

Dean rolled his eyes: "Since the case has been solved, of course it's off work, the body will be taken away by the people of the forensic department, Caro, you follow up, and the rest will be talked about tomorrow, as for Harry.."

He sneered and pointed to his car: "Man, please clean the car inside and out, I don't want to have to drive a bloody car to and from work tomorrow." ”

Harry's eyes widened: "But it's early in the morning!" ”

Dean glared, "Yes, so you'll have to stay up all night tonight to deal with this." ”

He hurriedly lowered his head, and Nuo Nuo said, "Okay, then can I take a day off tomorrow?" ”

"If you want to take a leave of absence today, you will want to be absent from work tomorrow, so I can't let you fall." , Dean knocked on Harry's shoulder: "Come on, Harry, if you see the sun at four o'clock in the morning in Los Angeles, you will know what is the curse from the mouth!" ”

watched everyone leave one by one.

Harry held the car keys and wanted to cry without tears.

Dean is nearly 1.9 meters tall, why is his heart so small???

Next.

The office is even more deserted.

Carlo, under Daisy's guidance, familiarized herself with some of the template for the report.

Dean rested his foot on his desk and leisurely read a book.

This is a miscellaneous book with many anecdotes.

Dean wasn't originally interested in this kind of book.

As a result, the owner of the book told him that the first page of this book was about a man who grew two full forty or fifty pounds of testicles.

Dean bought the book.

No man would pretend not to be interested in such a thing!

I am fascinated by the one I see.

Daisy took a cup of coffee and put it in front of Dean: "Dean, I didn't expect you to be a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person, which makes my impression of you change a little." ”

She saw that Harry didn't come today, and asked Caro, only to find out that Dean was cautious yesterday and asked Harry to go to the car wash after working all night, and he was not allowed to ask for leave.

As a result, Harry did not come today.

Apparently, Dean just pays lip service and is not that bad.

How do you know.

Dean picked up his coffee, took a sip, and said with a smile, "How do you know that Harry isn't busy right now?" ”

The source of the 'flour' in the black workshop has not yet been figured out!

Daisy also wanted to ask.

Jingle bell~

The phone rings on Dean's desk.

Both looked at the phone at the same time.

As a detective.

Dean's independent office, equipped with a landline, is really not a big deal in affluent Los Angeles, the only problem is that this landline is still ringing for the first time.

"Your landline, the internal system of the police department has been recorded, it may be someone from the administrative department, and they sometimes conduct case casual inquiries."

"Perhaps."

Dean picked up the landline unfazed.

Although the closing report of each case was written by Daisy, he had read it all, remembered it in his mind, and was not worried about making a fool of himself.

Unexpectedly.

On the other end of the phone, it was Eve: "Dean, do you want to eat fish?" ”

It's been a bit of a mess lately.

Some of the typos pointed out by the brothers have not been corrected, rewarded, and not counted, and the additions that are still owed have only completed this month's monthly pass additions.

The dog thief will deal with it as soon as possible.

Good night.