Under Dean's friendly exchange, Barnaby's neighbor not only cooperated to tell what he knew, but also asked Dean and others to check the recent surveillance video of their home.

According to neighbors.

He hadn't seen Barnaby for more than ten days.

This guy has been on annual leave recently and has been staying at home, so the information provided is very credible.

Instead, it is monitoring, and there is nothing to gain.

Because the scope of monitoring only includes the neighbor's yard, and he doesn't dare to aim at the road, so as not to involve troubles such as privacy, Dean has nothing else to find out except that this guy is flirting with the newsboy who delivers letters every day, and he is an unserious old den.

Say goodbye to the bitter-faced neighbor.

Dean prepares to find out the progress of the patrol officer who contacted the property company.

As soon as I saw him coming.

The patrol officer, who had just come to his senses, ran to Dean as if he had seen a savior and asked for help: "Inspector Dean, help, I need help."

He was a tall, thin man, and he looked a little weak.

"Serami, what's wrong, aren't you in charge of contacting the property company in this community, who threatens you?" , the fat patrolman who followed Dean looked at his companion for help with some strange eyes.

Serami, the patrol officer who called for help, said aggrievedly: "The property company didn't cooperate with me, so I learned from Inspector Dean's method and threatened them, and now they are ready to go to the police station to complain about me." ”

Fat Patrolman: "."

Dean: "."

What do you mean by learning my way?

Lao Tzu sues you for slander!

Dean rolled his eyes, "Your name is Serami, can you tell me why you would think of threatening a property company in charge of high-end neighborhood properties?" ”

The property company here in the United States is no joke.

Their composition is generally very complex, belonging to a steady stream of gold mining industry, and is closely related to the court and the police department, and the three religions and nine streams may be related.

A small patrol officer, to threaten the other party, I am afraid that I want to guard the road and eat ashes.

It can only be said that the police department personnel are to blame for such funny things.

In order to make it easier for the people below to work hard and not think so much, when the police department recruits people, it will deliberately select those who have developed limbs and simple minds to join the company.

This also leads to the fact that there will often be some ridiculous things in the future, which appear on the patrol officers in the United States, and are even secretly made into funny videos for sand sculpture netizens to laugh at.

The tall and skinny Patrolman Serami is undoubtedly a standard road donut patrolman.

He heard Dean's questioning, and his face was aggrieved: "But Inspector Dean, didn't you also threaten that rich guy?" ”

"Man, come on, didn't you see that family photo in the living room of this rich guy's house?

I dared to ask that rich guy like this because as long as I followed the procedure and legally took him back to the police station, and then went to his company and asked a few random questions, it would bring him invisible trouble for his reputation.

He has several children, and the house probably has to be repaid with a loan, so a smart person like him will only make the right choice, but the property company, why are you afraid of a little patrolman? ”

"Ahh

Not only was Salami stupid after hearing this, but another fat patrolman was also stupid.

It turns out that Inspector Dean seems to be lawless, and under the arrogant and domineering operation, there are so many twists and turns, and the core is actually bullying the soft and afraid of the hard?

Seeing that the two were stunned, Dean sighed and patted the two on the shoulder: "Guys, if you want to go further on the police road, you have to learn how to show your iron-blooded attitude of fighting and retreating." ”

Fight and retire?

The two nodded as if they didn't understand, touched their heads, and felt a little itchy.

These two guys have no brains.

Dean chose to give up.

He took out his mobile phone and called Lawrence, asking him to take over Seramy's job and get the surveillance video from the property company first.

After making the call.

The fire brigade finally arrived at the scene of the explosion.

Along with them, there were also reporters who smelled the fishy smell and mixed in.

Dean ignored the reporters who were pestering with the patrol officers, waited until the flames of the house were suppressed by the fire water cannons, and despite the hot steam heat, he waved his hand, took the two donut patrol officers, took the tools, and went straight to the utility room of the house.

It was located behind the living room of the house, far from the front of the blast, and was less affected, except for some broken scorched wood, but a presumably hidden underground door entrance could be seen beneath the tattered carpet.

There's a basement there!

"Get rid of the clutter!"

Dean waved his hand, took the tool, and took the initiative to get busy.

Two donut bastard patrol officers, looking at each other, can see the surprise in each other's eyes!

This Inspector Dean, how did he know that there was a secret room here?

They didn't know that among the various common senses instilled by the tracking skill, there was a part of the explosion echo, so at the time of the explosion, Dean could hear that there was space under the location of the secret room!

The two little Karami naturally couldn't imagine that Dean was so hanging, but they felt that this handsome detective was more mysterious than the rumored image, so they didn't dare to delay more, so they hurriedly followed to help, hoping that they would be favored by Dean at that time, and from then on they would be promoted and raised, and they would reach the pinnacle of life..

The three of them were busy for about ten minutes, and finally cleared out a space of about nine square meters in a mess.

Looking at the two little patrolmen who were unstable in the hot environment, Dean had to let the two of them go to the side to rest, called two unfamiliar faces again, took tools, and picked open the big lock of the iron door on the ground.

Inside it seems to be a confined space.

The moment the iron door was opened, a rancid air rushed up from below, smoking the two patrolmen who were gloating over.

The smell is strong.

The two of them rolled their eyes, and they didn't even have the instinct to vomit, but fainted directly.

Dean was speechless.

Gotcha, two more consumables fell.

He could only signal to the two Serami who had just regained some strength, and dragged the two patrolmen on the ground aside, asking them to go to the car to get a small camera and ask for a few gas masks.

Fortunately, there is money in Los Angeles, and there is enough equipment package for the patrol officer.

These things are all on the police car.

Wait until the smell of the underground space is almost gone.

Dean wore a gas mask, borrowed a pistol, and walked down first, and the two of them fixed the camera on their shoulders and followed behind Dean, holding guns in both hands, and their spirits were tense, and they came down in turn.

However, the two Karami did not open the pistol insurance.

It's not that they don't want to, it's that Dean warned them before he came down that they were not allowed to open the pistol safety if they didn't encounter a situation.

After all, Dean just wanted the two of them to be witnesses, and didn't want to encounter danger, so instead of falling in front of danger, he fell behind his colleagues and flew sideways under the bullets in a panic.

Underground passages with rough steel steps.

Every step the three of them take, there will be a heavy knock in response to the transmission, giving people an increasingly tense environmental stimulus.

I don't know what's in the underground space, even if it's ventilated for a while, but the further down it goes, the worse the unpleasant smell mixed with rancid and pungent chemicals becomes.

Even though he was wearing a gas mask, Dean's keen sense of smell could still smell the scent, and he could only hold his breath and move forward.

After about three or four meters down, the steps under my feet began to flatten down.

Crunch~

It was accompanied by the feeling of stepping on the wooden floor.

Syllable~

An incandescent light lit up, causing the two patrolmen behind Dean to subconsciously close their eyes.

The next moment.

Squeak squeak~

A chaotic movement came from the front.

It was a large rat the size of an adult's palm with a long tail behind it.

The rats seemed to have not seen the light for a long time, and under the stimulus of the sudden incandescent light, they went berserk and scurried around, leaving a series of dark red stains on the somewhat soft ground.

Dean didn't bother to look around, but turned around and shouted, "Safety, don't shoot!" ”

Thanks to him for shouting.

The two little Karami behind him, stimulated by the lights and the screaming of the rats, had turned on the insurance.

I'm afraid that Dean might have enjoyed the backstab if he had figured out something else first.

"Whew~ I'm scared to death!"

"What the hell are these rats, they're all so big!"

The emotions relaxed, and at the same time, the two people who adapted to the stimulation of the lights used the topic to divert the embarrassment on their faces.

Compared with the calm and calm Inspector Dean, the performance of the two of them just now was too spicy.

Dean ignored the two tool men and began to take a serious look at his surroundings.

It's a simple underground space that's more than three meters tall and the size of an ordinary middle school classroom.

Strictly speaking.

It's more like a cellar here.

The passage just came down to some simple steel stairs assembled without the protection of railings, and at the bottom was a wooden floor paved with wooden planks, which was very badly maintained, and there were signs of decay in some places, revealing the dirt under the planks.

The position where the three of them came down, the plank should have a sensing setting.

Looking ahead, there are rows of shelves.

The shelves were lined with blue folders, labeled under each compartment, and when you looked closer, you saw that it was the date.

Dean put on his gloves and took out a document to examine, revealing that it contained contracts, ledgers, and simple records with secret words.

All the secrets of lawyer Barnaby should be hidden here.

Dean swept over the six large shelves and said behind him, "Follow me, the camera is on." ”

After speaking, he followed the black and red footprints left by the rats on the wooden plank, through the wooden shelves that obscured his vision, and finally came to the innermost part of the basement.

There is a simple wooden table and chair with office equipment.

A bloody corpse, wrapped in tattered clothes, sat in a slumped position, with its head held high, its mouth growing, and the black holes in its face stared straight in the direction of the trail.

As soon as Dean turned, his vision was right on the black hole of the corpse that had lost its eyeballs, but he was bold, and he still chuckled in his heart, and his heartbeat increased a lot.

“FK！”

"Oh buy karma!"

The two little patrolmen who followed later were directly surprised by the discovery of this corner.

This special environment, the miserable corpses, are really scary.

"Stop screaming, just stand here, the camera lens is right." Dean didn't have the air to mention it, and had to pass a small camera strapped to his head before carefully walking over to the corpse and squatting down.

The corpse's death was somewhat tragic.

The clothes were tattered, with obvious chewing marks, and the exposed skin was even more torn, covered with rodent tooth marks.

Needless to say, these are the masterpieces of those big black rats.

They use corpses as food.

A few white and chubby maggots, as if sensing movement from outside, drilled out of the corpse's black eye sockets, and there was still a moist black-red liquid on their tails.

Such an unrecognizable corpse, my mother can't recognize it when she comes.

Dean pursed his lips and reached out to see if he could find an item that would identify the deceased.

The next moment.

The corpse, which was originally motionless, actually bulged rapidly at the throat, like a zombie inhaling and coming back from the dead.

Dean's scalp tingled, and he quickly pulled away.

This strange scene is the first time he has seen it.

The next moment.

A black shadow burst out of the corpse's mouth, arcing in mid-air, falling to the ground and quickly disappearing under the cover of the shelves.

It's like a signal.

In the abdomen and other parts of the body of the originally quiet corpse, one by one the black, oily and smooth rat heads drilled out, under the illumination of the incandescent lamp, like a gopher drilled out of the ground, all over the corpse's body, and the small scarlet eyes looked directly at the three of Dean

This scene is weird and terrifying, no matter how bold you are, you will have a feeling of numbness and nausea, from the soles of your feet to your head, and then from your heart to the skin of your whole body, turning into goosebumps that will never be forgotten for a lifetime.

"!"

Dean took a few steps back until he hit the two behind him.

The two little patrol policemen standing in the corner were even more bloodless, as if they had seen a blasphemy scene that could not be seen directly, their whole bodies were weak, and they fell down when they touched them, and they held on so that they did not faint.

It's so scary.

Who has ever seen a mouse suddenly emerge from a person's body!

It's tingling to think about.

Creak~

These rats are estimated to be confused by eating meat.

It took a long time for Hula to emerge from under the bloody holes at the call of his companion in the shadows, and he broke through the clothes covered by the corpse's body, leaving a dark flesh hole and escaping.

"Gott~"

The two little patrol officers finally couldn't bear it anymore and vomited on the smelly wooden board.

Dean clenched his fists, and after stabilizing his still somewhat numb mind, he looked at the two unlucky ones sympathetically, and did not even raise the slightest idea of reprimanding them for polluting the scene.

This scene is really disgusting and weird, and those well-informed forensic doctors in the forensic department may not be able to withstand it.

He took a deep breath, endured the discomfort, and crouched down beside the corpse again, examining it carefully.

Affected by the rats that rushed out.

Part of the clothes that had been covering the corpse's abdomen were lifted.

That's when Dean realized the details he hadn't noticed just now.

The deceased's left hand covered his abdomen, and underneath it was an inconspicuous bloody hole, surrounded by moisture, and the black-red liquid glowed like tarmac in the light, and the broken phalanges could be seen in the folds of flesh and blood.

That's the large intestine.

In Dean's mind, a picture couldn't help but appear:

For unknown reasons, the deceased was leaning against a corner, suffering abdominal injuries and difficulty moving.

A group of hungry rats, smelling blood, gathered together and drilled through the wound in the deceased's abdomen.

Fresh intestines come out.

The deceased tried his best to stuff his intestines back, but his left hand, which he stretched out, also became part of the rat's meal

Hiss~

Dean gasped, goosebumps springing all over his body.

No wonder there was so much black-red liquid left on the scene, which was still wet.

It's cruel!

The deceased did not die long at all!

He watched the rats crawl all over his body, and felt the rats eat his large intestine little by little, eat his watery eyeballs, and eat his tender internal organs, and then he died of pain!!

Even Dean, who is like a murderer, has seen this kind of cruel death for the first time in his previous life and in this life.

Because it's too hard to achieve.

Killing, it's simple.

But it is not easy to make a person feel the greatest pain before dying.

In Dean's mind, the murderer's motive for killing couldn't help but emerge.

Revenge!

It's definitely a blood feud!

(End of chapter)