"Thompson, are you being stuffed in the oven like a turkey?"

Dean got out of the car, walked over to the lone figure, and teased.

The unlucky guy is none other than the little brother Thompson.

Hearing the familiar voice, Thompson jerked his head up, his face full of anger: "Dean, you must catch that damn murderer, he ruined my perfect date!" ”

"So what's going on? Where's your little girlfriend? ”

Thompson rubbed his sticky hair and said in shock: "I sent my girlfriend to her neighborhood, and seeing that the surroundings were relatively quiet, I wanted to try the gift you gave me with my girlfriend while I still had some time."

As a result, as soon as I took off my pants, the damn shower next to me spurted blood, directly drenching the two of us into soup chickens! ”

"What about your little girlfriend?"

Speaking of girlfriends.

Thompson regained his wilted appearance: "After I called the police, the police collected the blood from her, and her parents received the news and took her home directly.

And her dad also said that the next time he saw me near his house, he would invite me to a steel ball sandwich. ”

Ooh~

Poor little brother.

It turned out that it was a broken love + the little brother was frightened and suffered a double blow.

I hope today's encounter will not make Thompson's little brother stumble from now on.

But Thompson often went hunting.

Peeling the skin and removing the bones is also a good hand.

His psychological endurance shouldn't be so bad.

Before Dean arrived, Thompson had been sampled for blood by the Forensic Identification Section.

So as long as a guardian is present, he can leave.

Dean though is not Thompson's guardian.

But this is actually a humane society.

He opened his mouth.

The patrol officers present will give Dean this face.

"Okay, Thompson, I'll let the guy take you to my rental house to rest, I didn't tell mom about today's incident, you don't talk about it tomorrow!"

Thompson got up: "Please, I'm not stupid, otherwise your colleague wouldn't have called you, Dean, this case is solved, you must tell me, and I'm going to see who ruined my love when the time comes!"

All right.

Look at him like that.

Dean knew that his worries were a little redundant.

The child brought out by his mother Sheila, even Thompson, who seems to be a Sven guy, has a psychological quality that surpasses many of his peers, so don't worry about today's events, it will make him have a psychological shadow.

With Thompson.

Dean had just walked into the lockdown area.

Several patrolmen who were on guard immediately greeted him warmly.

"Detective Dean!"

"Wow, it looks like we're lucky, this case will be solved soon!"

Apparently.

These patrol officers on night duty all know Dean, the 'celebrity' of the fourth squadron.

"Good evening, guys!" Dean smiled back, "Can anyone tell me what's going on right now?" ”

A clever guy said enthusiastically: "The people from the forensic department have already gone in to investigate the scene, and Boss Hawke is also here, but it seems that there is a problem in a high-end community, and he rushed over with another group of brothers." ”

"Thank you~"

Dean took out a few bills and handed them to the other party: "It's cold at night, go buy some supper for the brothers, by the way, can you send my unlucky brother by the way, go to my residence to tidy up the next mess?" ”

"Of course no problem!"

The little constable grinned and took Dean's money.

He didn't care about the errand fee, but he was happy to show his face in front of Dean.

Didn't you see the rest of your colleagues, all looking at yourself with envy?

Send my brother away.

Dean put on his shoe covers and gloves and walked into the room in front of him.

As far as you can see, you can see a stain of blood solidified on the floor.

On the bloodstain, a gray-haired old woman, covered in blood, with wide eyes, collapsed under a wheelchair.

Next to the corpse, there is a familiar figure, with his back to Dean, pouting, holding a camera, taking a close-up photo of the old lady's corpse.

At the same time, there are several unfamiliar faces, who are taking pictures of the scene in all corners of the room.

"Hi, Holtz."

Dean patted Tun, who was swinging around at him, and greeted him familiarly.

Click~

Several close-ups in a row.

Holz straightened up and turned his head: "Dean~ I guessed that you would come over overnight, but I didn't expect you to stretch out your groping hand to me." ”

Dean shrugged: "Sorry, a lot of the time, I'm a shy person, but sometimes, the hand has a mind of its own. ”

Holtz gave Dean a middle finger back and began to present the findings so far:

"Four deceased people have been found so far.

The hostess, the hostess, their daughter, and the hostess's mother.

According to the photos inside the house.

This should be a family of four.

This case was discovered in a timely manner.

Feedback based on the carcass' feel.

I simply speculate that it should not be more than three hours before the time of the crime.

One of the old ladies died at the door.

She must have heard a knock on the door, controlled the wheelchair and prepared to ask, and ended up being the first victim of this murder.

Although there has been no autopsy, the old lady should have been pierced through her body many times by sharp objects, causing massive bleeding to death, and the wounds on her body are located in the neck and chest.

The murderer was not prepared to leave alive in the first place!

The second deceased should be the man who was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. ”

Holz pointed to the fat man half-lying on the sofa: "He should have been eating potato chips and snacks with his wife and children while watching a soap opera, and he was shot without reacting to his mother's death at all."

We found at least seventeen bullet holes on him.

There are three fatal locations.

It is currently uncertain what type of firearm the killer used.

But the murderer most likely emptied the magazine directly.

He must have hated this man very much! ”

Dean nodded.

The behavior can reverse the criminal psychology of the murderer at that time.

The male corpse on the sofa, with no obvious signs of struggle, should have been shot in the head when the murderer fired, otherwise he would not have died so cooperatively.

But even so.

None of the people who fired the guns stopped shooting.

The possibility of a grudge between the two is indeed very large.

"The murderer's act of venting gave the hostess a chance to escape."

Holtz took Dean and avoided the bloodstains that stretched from the living room to the bathroom.

The bathroom door had been opened, and the walls and floors inside were covered in blood.

A woman with a face turned upside down and almost disfigured, lying on her stomach on the edge of the bathtub, her pajamas already stained with blood.

"She died the worst."

Holtz pointed to the hideous wound on the woman's body: "Dean, guess what the murderer used to kill her?" ”

"The wound is cavity inverted, the edge of the wound is turned outward, it should be some kind of square steel pipe product, such as.", Dean pointed to the defect that should have been welded to the towel rack: "That kind of simple towel rack, this thing seems to be rough, but if the weld is broken, it can still penetrate the human body, and it will make people die a painful and long death." ”

"I knew it wouldn't bother you!"

Holz nodded:

"The hostess was stabbed more than thirty times, and her whole body was covered with wounds.

She was in pain and bleeding, losing her life little by little.

It was also because of her blood that it flowed into the sewers.

A greenhouse wastewater system has been installed under the house to recycle all the liquid from the sewers.

The automatic shower on the lawn is connected to the greenhouse wastewater system in the house to circulate the water, causing the lawn shower outside to spray blood and drench a young couple who are ready to have fun in the wild. ”

Speaking of which.

Holtz let out a duck laugh very immorally: "This situation is rare, I hope that young man will not have a psychological shadow and will never recover!" ”

Dean patted Holtz on the shoulder, smiling but not smiling, "Man, the unlucky guy you're talking about is my brother." ”

Holtz: "."

He hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Originally, looking at this, I almost concluded that the murderer must have some kind of hatred with this family, and according to their interpersonal relationships, maybe there will be gains, until I saw the body of the little girl, and I felt puzzled." ”

"Oh?"

Dean came interested.

Led by Holtz, the two came to the little girl's room.

Sorry, overslept.

Wait for an interval of two hours, and then send another chapter as compensation~

(End of chapter)