Jack vaguely heard Rosecott exclaim from the phone, and then the phone seemed to be turned on, "What you said is true?" Why didn't Finlay call me first? Ah, his call came. ”

"You have a question for Finlay, how long will it be before you get to Morrison's house?" Jack asked.

"About 20 minutes." Rosecott replied.

"Then we'll see you in 20 minutes."

Jack washed up briefly, went downstairs to buy a fish sandwich, ate two or three bites, and drove to the address given by Finlay.

The police chief's home is a villa with a large area of land, the lawn at the entrance is quite smooth, and the surroundings are also very nice, like the square in the center of the town.

But at this moment, the outside of the villa has been cordoned, and two police cars are parked on the side of the road.

When Jack arrived, Rose and Raycher had just arrived, and the three of them met without saying much, and together they came to the door, where Finlay was already waiting.

But Jack didn't feel like he was waiting for someone, but rather like he was running away from something, as if there was something in the villa that terrified him.

"What's going on inside?" Roseco, who was at the front, asked.

Finlay clenched his right fist to his mouth, and seemed a little disgusted, probably because of Roseco's question, which reminded him of the scene he had just seen.

"The crime scene was more horrific than anything I've ever seen in Boston, and believe me, I've seen big scenes in Boston."

Reicher kept a straight face when he saw him, and asked in a calm tone, "Is he nailed to the wall?" ”

Finlay looked up at him in surprise, "How do you know?" ”

Reicher didn't answer, but walked straight inside, and followed Jack, "Did his wife also bleed to death, and died probably before him?" ”

Finley's eyes widened, and then he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly followed.

I didn't feel much at the door, but when I walked through the living room and came to the hallway connecting the bedroom, I felt a strong smell of blood, as if I had entered a slaughterhouse.

Jack shrugged his nose, and there seemed to be a strange latex stench mixed with the bloody smell, like the one that could be smelled when he first opened a pack of medical latex gloves.

Walking into the bedroom with the door open, Rose, who was walking in the front, glanced inside, stopped at the door, turned her head and couldn't bear to look any more, and at the same time let out a low cry: "My God! ”

Ray and Jack carefully bypassed the bloody footprints on the ground and walked into the room.

A double bed in the middle of the bedroom was lifted and leaned against the wall, and on the floor where the bed had been placed was a bloody female corpse, whose face was not visible face down.

But judging from the blood-soaked old-fashioned silk pajamas and the skin on her neck, she should be a middle-aged woman of some age, and the fingers that clasped the carpet and even broke a few nails fully showed how much pain she endured before she died.

What's even more terrifying is that Morrison, the police chief who had a relationship with the two of them in the police station and had a bad attitude towards Reicher, was naked barley, with his hands outstretched, and was firmly nailed to the wall that should have been the head of the bed in the posture of Jesus' martyrdom.

Jack noticed that the female corpse on the wall, looking down, was exactly the same as the one Paul had described to the two in prison.

A young coroner is using a voice recorder to describe the scene, while his assistant takes pictures of the scene with a camera.

Reicher seemed unaware of the bloody scene in front of him, and after careful observation, he turned his gaze to Jack, who was also carefully investigating the scene.

Jack pointed to the location of several blood stains and bloody footprints at the scene.

"There were four murderers who entered the room, and they were supposed to be wearing coveralls or something similar, and there were clear traces of blood droplets near the footprints, caused by the blood dripping from the splash."

"The people who did this were all professionals, and the bloody footprints had the same texture and different sizes, indicating that the murderers were wearing rubber shoe covers, and there were several blood stains on the wall with finger indentations but no fingerprints, which were all wearing latex gloves."

"Both bodies were covered with knife marks, but except for the last life-ending knife in the neck of the male deceased, the other knife marks were very shallow, and from the knife marks, it can be judged that they were serrated blades, indicating that they were more for torture purposes."

"Judging by the wound and the amount of bleeding, the female deceased was tortured for at least one hour, and I can't even tell if she died of pain or excessive blood loss, which needs to be seen in the specific autopsy results."

After listening to Jack's rough on-site investigation, seeing his gaze turn to himself, Raicher shrugged, "You've said it, I have nothing to do"

"Oh holy shit, his damn balls are cut off."

The young coroner suddenly let out a scream that startled everyone present.

"Gasper, stay professional, swearing is a sign of cowardice of mind."

Finlay reprimanded, completely gone, and the uncomfortable retching he had just looked like outside.

"I'm sorry, but the body under the viaduct was the first case I went through, and then this was it"

The young coroner, named Gasbo, had a smile on his fat face that was more ugly than crying.

"Where the hell is his Takamaru?" He faced Finlay, but his eyes drifted around, as if searching.

"In his esophagus (stomach)." Jack and Raycher said in unison, giving a similar answer.

With a click, the recorder in the young coroner's hand fell to the ground, and he stood still.

Finray's face had turned black to the bottom of the pot, "You two, come out for me." ”

Outside the villa, a few curious people stood outside the cordon, and the other two from the Margrave Town Police Department, the bald old cop Baker and the honest-looking young cop Stevenson, were talking about something next to the police car.

Seeing a few people walk out of the villa, Stevenson, a young policeman, left his companions behind and walked quickly to Finlay.

"Detective, what happened to the director, Baker won't tell me."

Finlay sighed, "You can go in and see for yourself, but I don't recommend it." ”

Stevenson nodded, and was about to walk inside, but as if he had thought of something, he stopped, looked at Raycher and Jack, pulled Roseco, and motioned for her to step aside and talk.

Unfortunately, they didn't go far enough for Jack to hear their conversation clearly.

"My cousin Charlie was very upset and called me several times, her husband Paul didn't come home last night, I know you and Charlie know each other well, can you help me come to see what is going on? There is a need to guard the scene here, and I can't leave for a while. ”

Roseco nodded in agreement, "No problem, I'll go over later, I'm following Paul's case, and I'm going to visit." ”

Finlay was already impatiently preparing to go berserk.

"Alright, don't play any more tricks now, when the hell are you two going on."

He was halfway through his sentence when he was interrupted by Jack.

"Let's find a quiet place and say, I don't think it's just you, Roseco also has a lot of problems."

Rose, who had just walked back to a few people, glanced at Raicher and nodded, "Go to my house, my house is very remote, it should be 'quiet' enough." ”

(End of chapter)