"The body was divided into several pieces and thrown together with the garbage." Sergeant Parker crossed his hands on his hips and had a helpless expression, this was the sixth corpse.

As a sergeant of a small local police station, with fewer than a few homicides a year, it was hard for him to imagine the level of pressure he would face.

"Have you found your identity? If it was a local, maybe this was the woman who broke the murderer's heart. Jack shook his hand, then put on his gloves and crouched down in the dumpster, ready to examine the body.

With a wave of her hand, several officers walked over, turned their backs, and formed a fence in front of Jack and the crowd of spectators, separating the curious gaze from the reporters' flashing lights.

Then he shook his head, "Apparently not, the deceased's name is Kirsri Esherwood, she drove from Santa Barbara last night, we just informed her husband, and she should be on her way to the police station now." ”

Jack lifted the shroud that covered the corpse and leaned back at the smell of blood, the tragic condition of the deceased was unbearable to look at.

The deceased's soles and both hands were cut off, and there were multiple deep bony wounds on the torso, stabs, scratches, cuts, and the skin of the wounds turned upside down, revealing yellow fat particles and white bones inside.

Although many corpses had been examined, Jack felt that he would never get used to such scenes.

He gathered his thoughts, took a closer look at the massive wounds, and then patiently examined the torso again, shaking his head silently at Hodchner.

"There was no gunshot wound to the head, the blood was almost dry, and the muscles of the wound contracted obviously, which indicates that it was dismembered alive and that it took a long time."

Hodchner turned his head a little reluctantly, "This is a completely different expression of anger, and the murderer's behavior has an unusual escalation, perhaps a short period of great stimulation.

But if it is confirmed that the deceased is still only an innocent victim, then she must represent someone, the woman who really hit the murderer, and according to the current development, maybe he will soon attack her. ”

Jack put the shroud back on, stood up, took off his rubber gloves, pulled a sealed bag out of his pocket, tucked the gloves in and put them away, and then settled down and looked at Sheriff Parker.

"You said that the deceased Kosley Esherwood came by car, but has her car been found?"

Sheriff Parker shook his head, "I've mobilized all the police forces to search the surrounding area, but I haven't found it yet. ”

"Have you ever looked for those scrapyards?" Jack thought of the classic scene he loved to watch when he was a kid watching police movies.

The protagonist is trapped in a scrap car, and then the bad guy starts the metal briquetting machine, and the large iron plate is squeezed from all directions, and the protagonist's life hangs by a thread, and he finally escapes in a thrilling way by various means.

"Considering that the whereabouts of the cars rented by the two deceased people are also unknown, I think the scrap yard may be the best way to destroy the corpses, this case has just happened, and now the inspection may have an unexpected gain."

Sheriff Parker was slightly stunned, and quickly took out his mobile phone and started calling.

Jack and Hodgner said goodbye and left first, and went directly to the local police station, and as soon as they arrived at the door of the police station, they saw Jiejie standing there.

In front of her stood a middle-aged man with a sad face, and the two were talking in a low voice, and it could be seen that Jiejie was comforting each other.

"This is Kirsley's husband, Mr. Esherwood."

Jiejie introduced the two parties, "We just finished talking, and I was about to send him away. ”

"Please catch the murderer as soon as possible." The middle-aged man finished speaking incoherently, shook hands with the two and left in a hurry.

Jack withdrew his sympathetic gaze from his back, turned his head and asked Jiejie, "What's the catch?" ”

"Yes, he confessed that he and his wife were in a cold war, and that Kosli had a one-night stand behind his back not long ago."

Hodchner shook his head and was about to walk in the direction of the conference room when his phone rang.

He answered the phone and looked at Jack with an incredulous gaze, "You were right, Kosley's car was found in a scrapyard near Terence, and someone was in the metal briquetting machine when the car was crushed. ”

"Fack!" Jack had a rare expletive.

It's really art that comes from reality, and the murderer actually disposed of the car in this way, is this a crow's mouth? But he didn't say it just now.

He followed Hodgner and turned away, and the two hurried to the scrapyard, and after only an hour of separation, they saw Sheriff Parker again, with a sad face.

"The killer seems to have fled the scene in a hurry, and when our people arrived, it was empty, except for the rumbling metal briquetting machine.

They stopped the machine and noticed the blood coming from below. ”

"The deceased was in the car at the time?" Walking up to the metal briquetting machine, Hodchner asked curiously.

Sergeant Parker shook his head, "At the bottom of the car, it looks like it fell from a high console and just fell into the briquetting machine, and then the killer operated the robotic arm and smashed the car down from above, and then started the briquetting machine. ”

He paused and added, "The deceased is identified as Doug Summers, the owner of the scrapyard. ”

Jack poked into the huge open metal trough of the briquetting machine, and the scene was even more brutal and bloody than the dismembered female corpse before.

The body had become completely one with the rectangular wreckage of the car, and the forensic team managed to erect the metal block and pull down the minced meat, bones, and internal organs.

I don't know how they confirmed the identity of the deceased, maybe they found documents in this pile of flesh and blood.

"Sounds like an impulsive murder, but it seems like there's a personal vendetta?"

Hodgner nodded in confirmation of Jack's guess and took out his phone and called Garcia directly.

"Garcia, I need you to look up Doug Summers, the owner of a car scrapyard in Terence."

"Wait a minute." Garcia is only the most normal and skinny when he is on the phone with Hodchner, and the most natural is with Jack.

She quickly replied, "He looks clean, the latest record is only one custody lawsuit, uh he was present as a witness, and the lawsuit is between Michael Genesco and Andrea White." ”

"Look up this Michael Genesco, big beauty."

Garcia had been serious for only a minute, and when she heard Jack's voice, she had already begun to drift, and then the information she found made her exclaim even more.

"Wow, you would never have imagined that Michael Genesco used to work at this scrapyard, and Andria White is Doug Summers' new fiancée."

"Wait a minute." Jack and Hodchner looked at each other, and each saw surprise and wonder in each other's eyes.

"You mean to say that the deceased Doug Summers robbed Michael Jenasco's wife?"

"Yes, Andrea White filed for divorce two months ago and got custody of the property and her 14-year-old son."

"Looks like we've found the trigger for the killing, is there a current address for Genasco?" Hodchner hurriedly asked.

"No, his last registered address was the house where he and his ex-wife lived together."

Hodgner hung up the phone and strode toward the car parked outside the scrapyard.

"Hey, I'll go with you." Sheriff Parker followed briskly.

Jack, who was following behind Hodchner, shook his head at him, "No, you should go back to the police station first, Genesco is wanted, don't forget that he has a son."

If you were him, would you choose to continue to kill your ex-wife or run away with your son while trying to avoid the police? It's middle school time, you know what I mean? ”

Sheriff Parker stiffened, and now he was the seventh deceased, and if something went wrong when Genesco went to school to find his son, and there was another school shooting, then South Bay would really be famous.

Although the school shootings with fewer than dozens of deaths are not eligible to make headlines in the federal federation, this Genesco already has 7 lives on his hands, and who knows how things will develop.

Not to mention Sheriff Parker for the time being, although Jack said that Genesco's ex-wife was not in danger, the speed of the car was not slow at all, and he directly sounded the siren of Saboban, flashed the police lights all the way, and arrived at the destination in only 20 minutes.

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