"Of course!"

Mona nodded, instantly understood what Luo An meant, and immediately got up and said:

"I'm going to check Philomena's phone and find out who is behind that phone number."

As a prostitute, the man had 100% contact with the people involved in the case.

“Good。”

Seeing Mona understand her thoughts so quickly, a smile appeared on Ann's face, and she led Lacey to the elevator.

The elevator slowly descended, and Lacey glanced at Luo An, who was looking down and contemplative, and a strange light suddenly flashed in her eyes.

She just thought about Mona's performance in the past few days, and found that Mona not only guessed Luo An's thoughts faster and faster, but also Mona's occasional small actions in life and work also became more and more Luo An's shadow......

——

NYPD, Anatomy Room.

"Good morning, FBI agent."

"Good morning, Mr. Forensic Doctor, just call me Roan."

The old white forensic doctor in front of him, Luo An is no stranger.

In the previous car accident case that happened because of the CIA's troubles, when Luo An and Mona came to investigate Evander's body together, they met this old forensic doctor.

The CIA agent also swaggered and stole Evander's computer while the old forensic doctor was obsessed with autopsies.

"Okay, Roan."

After all, he had a relationship with Luo An, so the old forensic doctor didn't talk nonsense this time, just picked up a cup of coffee and drank it dry, and then said with a smile:

"My name is Latham."

"Thank you, Latham."

Glancing at the covered female corpse, Luo An selectively ignored the coffee next to him and asked in a deep voice:

"Can you tell us about the corpses?"

"Of course."

The old forensic doctor nodded, and then took out a piece of fast food noodles in a square paper shell from the cabinet next to him:

"But before I can do that, I need to eat something."

The old forensic doctor said that he was old, and this time he came with 22 corpses at once.

Although he had the help of his colleagues, he was still busy in the past few days.

Smelling the faint smell of corpses in the air, and then seeing the old forensic doctor sitting next to the corpse in front of her, eating calmly, the corners of Lacey's mouth twitched, and then she looked away.

Over the years, in the FBI's trace testing department, Lacey has seen such scenes many times.

But seeing it many times doesn't mean that she has fully adapted to it, and although Lacey is no longer sick to her stomach, she still feels very uncomfortable.

Luo An didn't care, not only did his face not change, but he even asked the old forensic doctor where he bought this fast food noodle, it smelled very good, and he wanted to taste it when he turned around.

Seeing this, the old forensic doctor immediately cast a satisfied look at Luo An.

He has worked in the forensic profession all his life, and when he sees himself eating in front of a corpse, most of them, except for fellow forensic doctors, will vomit and choose to leave the room.

A small number of people will be like Lacey, who is used to it but still not adaptable, and chooses to quietly look away.

And people like Luo An, who are not forensic doctors and do not often come into contact with disemboweled corpses in their own work, but still do not change their faces when they are eating, belong to a minority of the minority.

"I'll give you the address later."

After eating the noodles in the box in three or two bites, the old forensic doctor wiped his mouth, and then took out an attitude that was several times more serious than usual to Luo An, the agent who made him very satisfied, and carefully introduced:

"These victims have been killed one after another in the past three years.

The most recent deceased, Nos. 018 and 019, died a week ago, and 020, 021, and 022 died three days ago. ”

Hearing this, Luo An's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly.

The body of 021 was Philomena's sister, and he had previously speculated that the other party was ruthlessly killed by the murderer after making a distress call.

Now it seems that he was not wrong at the time.

"The bodies of these victims were stabbed 15-25 times by the killer with a short knife with a jagged shape."

Lifting the blue covering cloth covering the corpse, the old forensic doctor pointed to the top of the corpse's breasts and introduced with a serious expression:

"These corpses, all of which show the characteristics of a revival worker.

And above the chest, all of them had a piece of skin the size of a bottle cap, which had been cut off by the killer. ”

Looking at the corpse's severed skin, Lacey's face was ugly, and Luo An looked down carefully.

After a moment, Luo An suddenly found that there were still some bumpy marks on the flesh and blood under his skin, and he immediately raised his head and asked:

"What is this?"

"Good eyesight."

The old forensic doctor smiled and patted Luo Ann on the shoulder and explained:

"It's clear that this is a mark that identifies the victim."

Hearing this, Luo An nodded in silence for a while, and said in a low voice:

"And it was forcibly carved into the victim with a heated blade."

“What？”

Hearing this, Lacey on the side suddenly had a puzzled face:

"Why is it a hot knife for a moment? Isn't it directly branded? ”

“No。”

Luo An shook his head, turned around and explained seriously:

"The heat emitted by the brand is limited, and it is impossible to penetrate through the skin, into such a deep flesh.

This can only be achieved with a heated blade. ”

After speaking, Luo An turned his head to look at the old forensic doctor and continued to ask:

"There are 22 corpses in total, which one has a clear mark on it?

Or, can you restore the traces to their original state? ”

Combined with the cousin's distress incident mentioned by Philomena, the corpses now show the characteristics of Xinggong, and the corpses have the same marks of imprint.

It is not difficult to judge that all victims should serve the same organization.

The killer removed the marks of the brand on the corpse so that people did not know which organization it was.

In the face of this situation, the real murderer behind this case, in addition to being a serial murderer, may also be a human trafficker.

As long as they can restore the original shape of the brand, with the help of the Organized Crime Investigation Bureau, Roan believes that they will soon be able to find out where the organization's territory is and who is behind it.

Then dismantle the organization and catch the mastermind behind it, while rescuing the remaining girls.

Lacey, who was on the side, thought carefully for a moment, and also thought of this, and immediately cast a hopeful look at the old forensic doctor.

Seeing this, the old forensic doctor shook his head with a serious face:

"The corpse was so deeply decomposed, and it was still sinking to the bottom of the sea, so we couldn't get it back to its original state."

"Okay."

Luo An was a little disappointed when he heard this, but the expression on his face didn't change much, and Lacey's face instantly collapsed.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

"One more thing."

Seeing Luo An's calm expression, the old forensic doctor added a calm and steady label to him in his heart, nodded with satisfaction and continued:

"There are several girls here who are over 18 years old, and several have had polyacrylamine prosthesis implants."

Hearing this, Lacey was slightly stunned:

"Breast augmentation surgery?"

Luo An paid attention to the point, looked at the old forensic doctor with a serious face and asked:

"Polyacrylamine? Are you sure? ”

In previous lives, injectable breast augmentation with polyacrylamide had been strictly prohibited due to its high level of harm to the human body.

At this point in time, most of the federal territory has also stopped using this material.

(End of chapter)