"Daisy was taken away from the precinct?"

Dean thought it was a bit ridiculous and thought he had misheard.

Although Daisy is an inconspicuous clerk in the police detective bureau, this kind of cross-departmental thing to take people away is often very troublesome, to put it mildly, even if Daisy really has a problem, the person who came should be someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, not someone from another department.

It's about the purity of the 'organization'.

Sounds hilarious.

But that's just the way it is.

Otherwise, the bigwigs of the police detective bureau are also worried about being slandered.

So no matter what reason Daisy was caught, it was definitely troublesome.

Dean hurriedly asked Harry to contact his friends at the police station to find out what the person who took Daisy was, and by the way, let him contact old Hunter as well.

Daisy is old Hunter's subordinate after all, and the person who took Daisy may explain the situation to old Hunter.

Hang up.

Dean briefly told Lawrence about the situation.

Lawrence didn't have the same level of consciousness as Dean: "Dean, I've been a police officer for so many years, except for the group of jackals in the Department of Internal Affairs who caught their own people, that is, I heard that the FBI people and the Drug Enforcement Administration people got together in the early years, could Daisy have been taken away by the people of the Department of Internal Affairs?" ”

Dean shook his head: "Harry said that the head of the branch also showed up at that time, this matter is not so simple, we will go to the next location first, deal with the case and then go back to inquire about Daisy." ”

“FK！”

Lawrence cursed, took away his emotions and drove towards the next location.

They had just learned a more important information from the young people in the office of Eden Consulting Company: his senior said three days ago that he had received a big business and was going to call his fox friends to his home for careful discussions.

After that, the young man could no longer contact his senior.

Faced with the threat of the two big men, the young man told his senior's residence very simply.

More than twenty minutes later.

Dean and Lawrence arrived outside a villa.

It's an old suburban garden villa with a garden of about 100 square meters, a swimming pool and a small orchard, as well as a relaxation area with swings and barbecue stations, and the overall price seems to be not cheap.

The United States is labor-expensive.

The annual maintenance cost of such a place can be tens of thousands of dollars.

"Pimping is really profitable."

Lawrence was not in a very good mood because of Daisy's arrest, and when he saw this large villa with a pool, he pushed open the car door with some unhappiness.

Dean got out of the car, looked at it twice, and smiled: "It's just rented, the guy who lives here is just a poor guy with a rich man, if I'm not mistaken, he should really want to integrate into the rich student group, and spent a lot of money on the façade." ”

Also getting off the bus were a man and a woman.

These two men are the security of this community.

If Lawrence hadn't pulled out his detective card and said that there might have been a homicide here, community security wouldn't have necessarily let Dean and them just get in.

Hear Dean's words.

Among them, the brown-haired, ponytailed, tall female security guard raised her eyebrows: "You mean, the owner of the house here is a fake rich man?" ”

"Yes." , Dean points to those gardens and orchards in the distance:

"I didn't see any of that.

Really rich people, will regularly let people prune, although there are traces of pruning here, but it is very amateurish, it should be the owner and friends themselves to get it.

In addition, look at the exterior walls and window frames, no one has been called here to repair them, not because the owner doesn't want to, but because he lacks money.

If I'm not mistaken, he probably still drives a car that isn't cheap and wears a watch that's not cheap either. ”

Poor play car, rich play watch.

When you see someone driving a luxury car and wearing a famous watch, the first impression is often that the person is rich.

But the real rich people care more about the details in the quality of life.

Dean's words directly brought this good-looking female security guard to her lips, and then held it back again, and finally turned it into a simple and rude sentence FK.

Lawrence on the side couldn't help but look at the female security guard with a scrutinizing gaze: "Do you have any story with this house owner?" ”

The male security guard on the side shrugged his shoulders and explained: "We all thought that the owner of the house here was a rich student, so many young female security guards and housekeepers took the initiative to get into that guy's bed, including Lati's sister." ”

With annual rents of no less than $500,000, it is a truly wealthy area, and similar situations are not uncommon.

The female security guard heard her colleague's revelation and said in a bad tone: "I really hope he's okay so I can kick his balls!" ”

After saying that, she took the lead and walked towards the gate of the villa.

On the way to the past.

The male security guard gave Dean and the two a brief introduction to the situation:

"The owner here lives in Europe and entrusts the rental of the villa to the property company.

The current owner rented the house two years ago.

He's a student at a university not far away, a native of Los Angeles, and this guy often brings young people over to parties, and he often sees a lot of beautiful women inside, so we have a deep impression of him. ”

Dean casually asked, "When was the last time he came back?" ”

"Three days ago!" , the male security guard said in an affirmative tone: "Although I haven't checked the vehicle entry and exit records, I can be sure that three days ago, because that day he brought in a few guys who don't look like good people, this kind of person is the object of our more attention, but I and my colleagues on duty have not found that they have left, they should still be in the villa." ”

People here like to stock up on a lot of food at home at once, so it's not a strange thing to stay out for a few days.

Between words.

The female security guard had already arrived at the gate of the villa and rang the doorbell.

Waited for more than a minute.

There was no movement coming from inside.

Dean walked straight out the window and looked inside.

This location is the hall on the first floor, and there are some more European-style furniture, the floor is covered with a heavy carpet with intricate patterns, an antique chair is overturned, and there are fruits scattered around the ground, as if someone has fought in this position.

Dean beckoned to the three of them: "There are traces of a fight inside, and I suspect that the owner of the house and the people who brought it have had an accident." ”

When the two security guards heard this, they immediately ran over and followed to look inside.

Wait until you see what's going on inside.

Nan An did not hesitate, and directly picked up the walkie-talkie on his shoulder with an ugly face, explained the situation here to the security office, and asked for the surrounding public monitoring by the way.

Residents of upscale communities are important to their own safety.

Although the female security guard was unhappy before, her face was also ugly.

If there is a homicide here, then their security guards, who are not low-payed, are afraid that they will be deducted a large amount of bonuses.

Lawrence, on the other hand, stood next to Dean and didn't interject.

This kind of case that occurs in a high-end community, if there is no investigation warrant from the police department, you can only wait for the community security to break down the door by breaking down the door.

Moment.

With a professional locksmith busy, the door of the villa was opened.

A faint smell mixed with a faint smell accompanied the door as it opened, and it rushed straight out.

A few security guards who rushed over smelled the smell and their faces changed.

As a security guard in an upscale community, they are generally professionals in the industry, and many have seen blood.

They were all too familiar with the smell of rotting corpse flesh.

One of the black men, who looked like a captain, stopped his teammates who wanted to rush into the house to check on the situation, and looked at Dean and Lawrence: "Mr. Detective, the situation looks a little bad. ”

Dean nodded: "Call the police, send one or two of your people to follow us in, and by the way, call up the surveillance near here, and wait for the people in the forensic department." ”

After speaking.

Dean walked into the villa with Lawrence.

Seeing this, the security captain hurriedly followed after ordering his subordinates.

Enter the house.

Dean was in no hurry to survey the scene.

His nose twitched slightly, and he followed the taste, and led Lawrence and the five big and three thick black security captains across the hall and went directly to the side door located downstairs.

The door didn't close, revealing a dark passage underneath.

The security captain is undoubtedly very familiar with the structure of the houses here, and explained: "This is generally an indoor wine cellar, and some of the more trendy homeowners will remodel the house and install an indoor elevator, but there are also many homeowners who like this old-fashioned structure. ”

said.

He stepped forward familiarly, standing in the darkness and groping twice.

Accompanied by a slight clicking sound.

Several rays of light burst in two, illuminating the passage to the underground.

"Let's go."

Dean didn't feel the danger warning, and walked down the stairs.

When you arrive around the corner.

Lawrence and the black security captain both smelled the growing rancid stench.

They realized that the body was right underneath.

The security captain glanced at Dean's back with a disagreeable look.

It is important to know that after the corpse odor is brewed in a closed environment for a period of time, the unique smell will adhere to all the locations that can be attached, making it difficult to find the source of the corpse odor in the first place.

But the handsome young detective in front of him locked this place as soon as he entered.

This guy, is it a dog's nose?

The further down you go, the colder your surroundings become.

Without saying a word, the three of them went down the stairs to the bottom.

The eye catches the eye with several modern freezers.

A steady stream of cold air poured out of it, filling the small cellar space.

In the distance, there are several glass cabinets embedded in the walls, with a few bottles of wine scattered inside, which look a little shabby, quite a waste of space.

Besides.

Nothing else was found in the field of vision.

Lawrence and the black security captain had surprised expressions on their faces at the same time.

What about corpses?

After smelling the stronger stench of corpses, they had already done their psychological construction, and even thought that there was a very cruel scene under the cellar.

As a result, there is nothing underneath.

Something is wrong!

"What's going on?"

Lawrence looked at the cellar again, but found nothing.

He didn't give up and opened a few refrigerated cabinets to check.

Inside the freezer, there were only some large ice cubes frozen from an unknown liquid that looked cloudy, but it was certain that there were no corpses stuffed inside, and the gap at the bottom was only the size of an adult's fist.

So. Where does the smell of corpses come from?

What about corpses?

Lawrence looked at Dean with a look of surprise: "The smell is definitely corpse odor, but why haven't bodies been found here?" ”

Dean looked equally puzzled.

The layout here is actually a bit like the basement that the lawyer's house secretly dug before.

Before he came down, he even wondered if there would be a swarm of rats here.

But the current situation is a little confusing for him.

The feedback from the nose clearly told Dean that the source of the corpse smell was in this small space.

This small cellar is only about 20 square meters.

It can be scanned at a glance.

What about corpses?

Dean frowned, followed the path Lawrence had taken, and carefully examined the walls and floors, but found no trace of a mezzanine.

In the entire cellar, there was nothing but a few built-in wine racks and a few freezers for refrigeration.

Suddenly.

A flash of inspiration crossed Dean's mind.

He slowly raised his head and looked overhead.

I saw the miserable white top, two white and three black, five naked corpses, nailed to the ceiling of the cellar alive by some thick 'nails', with their mouths wide open, and the cloudy dead eyes looked directly at the people standing in the cellar, like a realistic version of the oil painting shout.

Lawrence and the black security captain saw Dean looking up at the top of his head, without saying a word, and subconsciously followed to look up.

“FK！”

Without psychological expectations, the black captain was directly 'glued' to the ceiling by the five hideous corpses, shuddered, and sat directly on the ground.

Lawrence was better, but he also felt that his legs were weak, and the two pieces of horizontal flesh on his face couldn't help but tremble.

Look up at five corpses with distorted expressions, staring straight at you with cloudy eyes.

Who can withstand this!

If it weren't for the twenty-odd hanging human puzzles he had seen in person before, Lawrence felt that his reaction would not have been much better than that of the black security captain.

Dean was much calmer.

After seeing several hanging corpses, he realized that the murderer was the same person as the murderer of the previous human puzzle.

This is the same as the order of the killings he deduced.

It's just that Dean is a little confused.

This is a cellar after all, how did the murderer rely on a few large iron nails to fix the five corpses on the ceiling?

You know, this is not the first time you found a human puzzle scene.

With the action of microorganisms inside the corpse, the tissues and flesh inside the corpse first stiffened, then softened and decayed, and the toughness decreased with the gradual disappearance of the adhesion between the tissues.

For example, the kind of person who hangs himself.

Although there is a spine and neck as a support, it can keep the corpse suspended, but at most no more than half a day, there will be a large amount of excrement gushing out of the corpse's intestines, and in no more than three days, the rope will be embedded in the neck bones of the corpse, resulting in the separation of flesh and blood.

This place is not the same as the scene of the hanged death, it is simply a nail through the flesh and the person is fixed to the ceiling, and there is no trace of blood left on the ground.

In this case, even if the temperature of the cellar is low, under normal circumstances, the flesh and blood of the corpse should continue to slide under the action of gravity, and finally smash on the floor, instead of becoming a sculpture that fits the ceiling, and is really fixed to it.

How did the murderer do it?

At this moment, even the well-informed Dean couldn't help but fall into doubt.

He didn't even see the murderer's killing methods.

It's hard.