"No living mouths?"

Police cars were parked in front of a single-family apartment.

Under the light of red and blue lights, the separation zone has been pulled up here.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Residents still gather together and point out the detached apartments from outside the fence.

"Yes, sir." A police officer took out a detailed paperboard and handed it over.

Jeffrey looked at the apartment in front of him, took it, and gave Baker a look next to him.

Baker understood in seconds, and naturally led the team in.

Seeing this, Jeffrey began to look at the file board in his hand.

After looking at it, it was an extremely strange case, which made him feel a little uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

Finally, Jeffrey glanced around the outside, glanced at the gathered residents, and walked into the apartment.

At the door, he met the first deceased.

Covered in blood, the ground was covered with bright red blood.

Next to the corpse was a blood-stained fruit knife.

Glancing at the technician who was taking the photo, Jeffrey picked up the board again to confirm.

The deceased who fell in the doorway was named Joe Brollo.

Head of the family of the Brolo family.

The cause of death was the last of several stabs in the heart.

Jeffrey put away the paperboard, took one last look at the bloody hole in the heart of the corpse, and motioned to the police officers and technicians next to him,

As they gave way, they avoided the corpses and continued along the bloody path.

It seems that Joe Brollo struggled for a while before he died.

Jeffrey finally stopped in front of the corpse at the bottom of the stairs, an old woman.

Joe Brulo's wife, the cause of death was also a knife wound on the body.

Combined with the blood stains scattered around it, there seemed to be signs of a fight.

Putting away the paperboard, Jeffrey looked at the bloodstains on the stairs, looked all the way up, and then stepped over the old woman's corpse and stepped up the steps.

The protagonist of the last bloodstain, a middle-aged man lying on the stairs with a bloody hole in his forehead, is in sight.

Jeffrey continued to pick up the document board and flip to the next page, continuing to compare.

Joe Brulo's son, the cause of death was a bloody hole in his forehead, and the murder weapon was Mossberg MC2c......

Expressionless, Jeffrey followed the number plate to find the Mossberg compact pistol in the aisle next to him.

Importantly, judging by the ballistic traces, the middle-aged man committed suicide.

Glancing at the bloodstains and holes in the door behind the corpse, Jeffrey continued to put away the paperboard and walked towards the next number plate.

The most embarrassing thing about him is not anything, but that this tragedy is full of a strange feeling.

According to the judgment of the technicians, they easily came to a conclusion.

Joe Brollo had fought with his wife, the old woman at the bottom of the stairs.

According to common sense, it can be prejudged that there seems to be some contradiction between these two people.

Here comes the important doubt.

According to the descriptions of nearby residents, Joe Brollo's family has a very good relationship and does not fight to the death because of any contradictions.

The important thing is why did their son commit suicide again?

Bewildered, Jeffrey continued to stop in front of the last corpse.

Here, the room was covered with bright red blood, as if plasma sprayed everywhere without money.

Jeffrey withdrew his gaze and looked at the corpse lying on the bed in front of him.

The body was the wife of a middle-aged man, and the cause of death was a knife in the throat, and the murder weapon was in her hand......

Putting away the paperboard, Jeffrey stared at the middle-aged woman crouching by the door, his eyes roaming the room.

It's a pity that according to the information gathered, he still hasn't found anything else.

Finally his eyes stopped at the corpse by the door, Jeffrey frowned, and then looked back at the middle-aged man lying on the stairs, and then at the bloody path under his feet.

In the dark, he thought of something.

That's when it happened.

A voice shouted from downstairs calling for him.

"Man, there's something new you need to come down and take a look!"

Hearing Baker's shout, Jeffrey swept around before heading downstairs.

The place where the new situation occurred was in the basement.

With some of the officers giving way, Jeffrey began to step into the basement.

There was a chill in front of him.

Jeffrey's face fluctuated.

Due to the contact with the ground and the storage of the basement, the temperature will indeed be a little colder than the above, but it is not so cold......

Because of this, Jeffrey's gaze shifted around, observing.

The basement was no different from the top, the walls and the floor were all strewn with bright red blood, worse than the above.

"Jeffrey, here."

Hearing Baker's shout again, Jeffrey could only stop observing and follow the source of the sound.

Baker and the associated police officers and technicians were crouching in a pit to watch.

Seeing this, he walked over.

As a result, as the distance approached, what was reflected in front of me was a naked female corpse buried in a pit.

The strange thing is that although this female corpse only shows the upper half of her body, there is no trace, and her complexion is pale and lifelike.

And it was spotlessly clean, and the bare upper body was very clean.

At the same time, in this basement full of plasma, there is no smell at all, but a strange fragrance.

Jeffrey subconsciously squatted next to Baker, stared at the female corpse still buried in the pit and said, "Do you know her identity?" ”

Hearing this, Baker shook his head: "I don't know, the only thing I know at the moment is that she is not related to the Brolo family above, so this is an unidentified corpse." ”

Jeffrey took the light of the police officer next to him and shone it on the female corpse, and looked at it for a long time without seeing any explanation.

At this moment, a police officer walked from behind, and handed out a document board.

"Sir, this is the current state of the appraisal."

Jeffrey nodded, his gaze still fixed on the female corpse, and took the paperboard with his hand.

At this glance, Jeffrey frowned.

This scene was discovered by Baker: "Is there anything found on it?" ”

Jeffrey put away the paperboard, handed it back to the waiting officer, shook his head and got up.

"Nothing has been stolen, there is no sign of vandalism on the outside of the house, and there is no possibility of anyone breaking in."

The corners of Baker's mouth twitched, and when he thought of something, he also got up: "So this is another unsolved case?" Why would a good family fight to the death? ”

"I don't know." Jeffrey stared at the female corpse in the pit, thinking of the bloody path that stretched all the way to the door and the location and direction of the corpse's crouching, the room, the staircase on the second floor, the bottom of the stairs, and the main entrance.

"I think Broulo seems to want to break out of this apartment, which is their home."

Hearing this, Baker's expression changed.

Jeffrey stared at the female corpse in the pit and continued: "There are too many suspicious places in this case, and the only breaking point may be on this female corpse. ”

With that, Jeffrey returned the light to the officer next to him and began to walk back.

"Send her to the relevant coroner's office for an autopsy, to check the cause of death, and to trace her identity......"

"Yes! Sir. ”

A number of police officers responded.

Seeing that Jeffrey was leaving, Baker hurriedly followed.

"Hey! Dude, you wait for me! ”

“……”

(End of chapter)