Dean and Caro gave him a warm hug and patted him on the shoulder: "How's it going?" ”

Caro's Sima face turned into a chuckle: "It's okay, it's quite relaxed, but I feel a little less fulfillment, not as cool as when you are the boss, you have money, and you have a sense of achievement." ”

"Haha~"

Dean laughed.

This child, what he says is what he says.

He glanced to the side, as if he had been robbed of his girlfriend, and looked at his old Hunter a few times, ending the topic: "Sit down, and Captain Hunter, I haven't been back for a long time, we have to have fun today." ”

Old Hunter waved his hand and found a seat to sit down, "We still have a case to do, Dean, if it's okay, Carlo and I have to have two drinks and leave." ”

Carlo had long been unhappy with the old fritters of Old Hunter, and without waiting for Dean to speak, he said directly: "We are indeed very busy, day by day like the salesman who sells umbrellas, knocking on the door one by one, and the old woman opened the door and asked us directly if we would provide services." ”

"We're visiting!"

Old Hunter was in a hurry.

Isn't he at a loss for words, so he can only use stupid methods!

Does this kid know how to give the leader a step?

"Visiting?" , Caro raised his eyebrows, looked directly into Old Hunter's cramped eyes, and said contemptuously: "Is it the kind of visit that wears a uniform, wears a police badge, and can add money?" ”

There is money to get from fishing, and it is nothing.

But since this old bastard took him and Harry, the case has not been solved twice, and all kinds of grievances have been eaten all over the time, if it weren't for Harry keeping saying that Dean Boss would be back soon, Carlo would have run away a long time ago.

"You"

Old Hunter didn't expect Caro to turn into a deputy face after seeing Dean.

In the face of his own wooing before, it was okay to be lukewarm, but now he directly hit the leader's ribs, and stepped on his face.

Does he not want to lose face?

Just when Old Hunter couldn't get down the steps, Lawrence gave Old Hunter the steps: "Captain, Carlo is also in a mood because the case has not progressed, he is still a newcomer, you are the captain, be generous, don't mind." ”

Old Hunter rolled his eyes.

I know I'm the captain!

But Lawrence's words are like: He is still a child, you are an adult, and you are not generous, but you have a small heart and no stomach

As soon as these words came out.

Old Hunter who wants to face is really not mad.

He had no choice but to point the finger at Dean: "Dean, how do I feel that it's not good for you to invite me to drink today?" ”

"Of course it's a good thing!" , Dean smiled and poured a glass of wine for old Hunter: "Captain Hunter, since I came back, I heard that the situation of the fourth squadron is not very good now, the detection rate of cases has dropped significantly, and now Lawrence has been suspended again, Captain Hunter has been under a lot of pressure recently, right?" ”

Old Hunter looked at the drink that was pushed in front of him and fell silent.

How can it not be stressful?

In fact, after Dean left, the 4th Squadron, which had been thriving, withered.

The fourth squadron has not been established for a long time, although the following team members have some ability, but they were split into two squads just after the run-in, and a lot of newcomers were added, and Dean, who became a detective in a short time, was suspended, and the squad was directly suspended, but the fourth squadron accepted more and more cases.

Only old Hunter will understand the bitterness in this.

Every time he went to a meeting in the division, he seemed to have returned to his childhood, trembling by his mother's spray, his face was full of saliva, and he didn't dare to refute, and he didn't have the confidence to refute.

Go ahead.

Old Hunter even doubted that his little heart would be able to survive until he retired.

He stretched out his palm, flicked the glass full of cold beer, raised his head, and said seriously: "Dean, I know you can't let go of the fourth squadron, if you can, I want you to come back more than anyone else, and Lawrence can also return to work, but you should know that your departure and Lawrence's suspension are all grace's meaning, and I can't make any decisions." ”

Old Hunter knows his level.

If he really had the ability, he wouldn't have been mixed up for so many years, and he still relied on luck to climb to the position of acting captain.

If you can.

More than anyone else, he wanted Dean to come back.

But he can't be the master!

Looking at the old Hunter's heartfelt appearance, Dean chuckled and shook his head.

He fell directly on the sofa behind him, dangled with a wine glass, and said lazily:

"Old Hunter, you're mistaken.

Your eyes are limited to Los Angeles because of your ability, which can only support you to mingle in this familiar place of Los Angeles, and if you change places, you may become passers-by.

And I'm different.

Change places.

I can still be the brightest star!

It's just a detective's position.

I don't care at all. ”

Old Hunter nodded noncommittally: "So you called me over today, just to show off your power to me, an old man?" ”

"Nope." Dean straightened up again and said seriously: "I just don't want the Fourth Squadron, which has poured our heart and soul into it, to become a joke of the Detective Department because of Grace's charming old dog." ”

He put down his glass, got up slowly, and spread his hands:

"Everyone comes out to mix, either for money, fame, power, or for their own ideals

What now?

What's the point of making it look like this?

Old Hunter, I know you don't want to offend people because you're about to retire, but have you ever wondered if the Fourth Squadron can survive until you retire as it is now?

If so, then I have to congratulate you, Captain Hunt.

Because when the time comes, when everyone mentions you, they will immediately react: Ah, it turned out to be the incompetent captain old Hunter who caused a squadron to be cut off, the last captain of the fourth squadron.."

"That's it!" Old Hunter raised his hand in surrender: "Stop talking nonsense, Dean, what the hell do you want to do?" ”

"I'm going to be involved in the case you're in charge of now as an invited detective!"

Dean finally said what he was trying to do.

Although Amon promised to help him get back to the Los Angeles Police Department, it would take time.

He wants to participate in the case, and without the support of Old Hunt, the nominal captain, it is really inconvenient to put on a legal skin for himself, and it is easy to leave a handle on people.

Old Hunter's face was cloudy, and it wasn't until a few ballads on the stage had passed that he raised his glass and raised his glass to the three Deans: "Okay, at my age, I'm only alive with a face, Dean, don't let me down!" ”

Dean raised his glass and touched him lightly: "Happy cooperation." ”

Get old Hunter.

The atmosphere between the crowd was much more harmonious.

Lawrence and Caro, at Dean's beckoning, left first.

Dean took old Hunter to sober up and chat on the side of the street, learning about the progress of the case by the way.

Before leaving.

Old Hunter asked Dean a question through the wine: "Dean, if you let Munn know about us, I will have to wait until retirement at most, but you may not feel well." ”

"Perhaps."

Dean looked at the lights in the distance, spat out a sip of wine, and asked, "Old Hunter, do you know why I didn't join the police department for a long time, Harry, Lawrence, Carlo, and these people would trust and support me so much?" ”

Old Hunter pondered for a moment and hesitated, "Because of ability? ”

Dean shook his head.

"Charisma?"

Dean continued to shake his head.

Old Hunter chuckled: "It can't be because you're alive, right?" ”

"I'm doing a good job, but it has nothing to do with it."

Dean put his hands in his pockets, looked at the lights in front of him, and said in a light tone: "The reason why they believe in me is only because they know that no matter what difficulties they face, I can lead them to win." ”

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's as simple as that."

"See you at the police station tomorrow!"

Old Hunter waved at Dean, flagged down a taxi, and disappeared at the end of the street.

Look at the vanishing taillights.

Dean took out his mobile phone, dialed Little Mike's number, and said indifferently: "Little Mike, start the monitoring plan, I need to use the fastest speed to destroy the garbage that delays my energy"

The next day.

Dean picks up Neil, who had flown back to Los Angeles overnight, back to the rental house, before slowly arriving at the precinct.

Although he left for a while shortly after joining the Los Angeles police department, he relied on Harry's broken mouth to gain countless nicknames and make Dean famous, even the doorman remembered his very recognizable face.

Brush your face all the way.

Dean received a lot of stares.

Especially the bald patrolman Hawke.

This guy was eating a sandwich while bragging to his colleagues, and when he saw Dean, he wiped his eyes several times in a row, and then excitedly stepped forward and grabbed Dean to greet him: "Wow! Look who this is! Dean, God must have heard my prayers day and night to send you back to me! ”

Dean pushed away this angry bald head of Kiri Ji in disgust: "Call your buddy, I'll help later." ”

"No problem!

The brothers have long been hungry and thirsty! ”

Hawke touched his bald head and kicked open the office door like chicken blood, ready to announce the good news of Inspector Headshot's return to his brothers!

To know.

During the time that Dean was away, the bonus income of Hawk and these patrol officers was much lower.

Now that the invincible Dean is back, they are naturally happy to follow the credit.

Didn't take a few steps.

Dean heard cheers behind him.

The corners of his mouth turned up.

There is no external force.

Driven by interests, people's hearts, invincible!

Squad meeting room.

Daisy, the clerk, leaned against the glass door, holding a bag of potato chips and chirping, while sticking her head out at the door, as if waiting for something.

Until the office wall clock points to nine o'clock.

The wooden door was pushed open.

"Dean! You're really back! ”

Daisy wiped her mouth, hit someone with the ball, and pounced directly on Dean who had just walked in, giving him a warm bear hug: "I thought Carlo was teasing me, you bastard, you didn't tell me in advance when you came back, don't call Lao Niang your assistant in the future!" ”

I haven't seen you in a long time.

Daisy couldn't help but complain.

Dean pushed away the big belly that was holding him amorously: "Daisy, you're fat." ”

"Cut~"

Daisy skillfully wiped her fingers behind Dean's back before taking a step back, touching her plump belly and sighing: "No way, since you left, there have been two ugly guys left in the office, Harry and Caro, let alone lose weight, I don't even want to wear makeup, okay, come in, you are on time, and they have caused Old Hunter to wait for you for more than an hour." ”

There are only two people in the meeting room.

One is Old Hunter and the other is Caro.

Lawrence was suspended, and the members of his squad were also responsible for other cases. He is still enjoying the intimate service of the VIP ward, so the real participants in this case are Dean and Caro.

"Dean, it's nine o'clock sharp, it's you!"

Old Hunter glanced at his watch and complained.

Dean found a place to sit down and shrugged, "Isn't this a fine tradition of our fourth squadron?" ”

Old Hunter angrily threw a pile of documents in front of Dean: "This is the autopsy report of the deceased, I will tell you in detail about our findings after you read it." ”

Dean looked down and flipped through the information in his hand:

Deceased: Yu Linfen, Chinese

These materials are basically the same as the information that Mike Jr. gave to Dean.

Dean looked down at the autopsy column:

Female, no obvious trauma, history of XX disease.

Cause of death: Suspected cardiac arrest.

The reason why it is suspected is that the corpse is seriously decomposed, half rotten flesh and half corpse water, which has a great impact on the autopsy.

At the end of the autopsy report, there were several close-up photographs of the body taken by members of the Forensic Identification Bureau.

In the photo, a highly decomposed corpse with almost separated skin and flesh is sitting on a black-brown bamboo rattan rocking chair, facing the direction of the door, with its mouth wide open, its lips and flesh sagging, hanging and pulling down, and its expression distorted, as if she was resting, she suddenly saw something she was very afraid of, which led to a heart attack and sudden death on the spot.

Drop the report.

Dean knocked on the table: "Captain Hunter, why is there no financial background check on the deceased?" ”

"Because the deceased has no legacy."

Old Hunter explained:

"We checked the deceased's bank details and asked the deceased's lawyer, and found that she donated the rest of her income every month except for basic daily expenses.

Donations are made to individuals and welfare organizations around the world, and Daisy is checking this information, but so far, nothing out of the ordinary has been found.

In addition, the deceased had no relatives.

She left a will at the law firm early on, and once she died, the apartment was sold, and all the money from the sale was donated to children who were born with defects to help them with surgery. ”

As he spoke, there was a look of respect in his eyes: "The deceased is a really good person, she will definitely go to heaven." ”

Heaven?

Dean was noncommittal, took out a piece of printer paper from his pocket, and pushed it to old Hunter: "But according to my investigation, the background of the deceased is not as simple as it seems, and she also has a pharmaceutical company under her name. ”

"Pharmaceutical companies?"

Old Hunter took the paper, flipped through it for a while, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be another state, or an agency company, no wonder we didn't find out that this pharmaceutical company was wrong before, that lawyer was responsible for helping the deceased deal with all kinds of things, he should know this, but he concealed this pharmaceutical company before!" ”

He immediately realized that there was something wrong with the pharmaceutical company and the deceased's lawyer!

"Dean, I'll summon that lawyer right now!"

Old Hunter subconsciously wanted to summon Caro, glanced at Dean, and then held back the words that came to his lips, and trotted out of the conference room.

Moment.

He took his mobile phone and returned with an ugly face: "I can't get in touch." ”

Old Hunter had a sense of foreboding.

Dean got up unhurriedly: "Regardless of whether the lawyer is missing or dead now, at least we now have a direction to solve the case, let's go, Carlo, we should work." ”

"Yes, Boss!"

Carlo, who had not spoken, twisted his neck, his face full of excitement.

(End of chapter)