"There is no doubt about it."

Quickly stuffing the rest of the bread into his mouth, Ethan said indistinctly: "Nine-millimeter caliber bullets, just dentist records are not enough." ”

"We need to find the body."

Looking at the yacht, he said to the curly-haired captain, "So that we can know what happened to this woman, are you ready to take us around the ship?" Yachts definitely have their towing paths. ”

"We need to search all these places."

"Of course."

The curly-haired man nodded, and asked curiously, "How did you know that there would be such a thing?" ”

"Because I have a yacht."

Ethan took a sip of hot coffee and slowly exhaled the white mist: "So I know." ”

"Hahaha."

The fire captain laughed happily, as if he felt the other party's cold humor, but noticed the serious expressions of the two people in front of him, and soon turned into a sneer.

The red fireboat is slowly moving through the river.

The sky has brightened.

Ethan and Erin stood on the bow deck of the ship, admiring the early morning view of Chicago, and although the sky was a little gray, the citizens running on both sides of the river still added a lot of energy to the city.

Behind them, there were a couple of fire cannons.

This thing can directly pump the river water, pouring powerful jets of water on both banks.

"I have an idea."

Seeing that Erin was shivering a little from the cold, Ethan smiled and said, "Let's stand at the bow of the boat, facing the Lake Michigan wind, and then you hug me from behind, and then let me yell again." ”

"I am the king of the world."

"Don't you think that's a really good idea?"

"Hmm."

Erin rubbed her reddened nose and sneered, "My dear Jack, then you will be greeted with two things. ”

"First, people on both sides of the strait will think of you as a madman."

"Second, the firefighters of this ship that you think of as the Titanic will not hesitate to throw you into the water!"

"Click."

Ethan turned the lighter wheel boringly and lit a cigarette.

"Guys."

The porthole of the driver's seat in the back opened, and the happy voice of the curly captain sounded: "Good news, at the No. 1 search position, divers found a suspicious target at the bottom of the river, and we will rush over now." ”

The engine was even louder, and the fireboat quickly broke through the water, causing white spray.

A few minutes later.

Almost at the mouth of the canal, the fireboat slowly stopped.

There are several inflatable speedboats docked here, and the divers on them are shivering, this job is not yet able to be done by ordinary people, it is fine in summer, and it can kill people in winter.

There were also two divers with oxygen tanks floating on the surface of the water nearby.

Thumbs up right in front of them.

As the boat approached, the boom was extended, and the hammock on top was slowly lowered, sinking into the river as the two divers made a splash.

Standing on it, you can feel the freezing cold.

Ethan took two puffs of his cigarette.

In less than a minute, the winch began to rise, and the contents of the hammock slowly surfaced.

Pale and puffy.

There are also small black holes on the naked body.

Looking at it, it doesn't look like a bullet hole.

There are still many traces of fish gnawing on the body, and when it reaches the neck, it stops abruptly.

"Oh my God."

Erin kept taking deep breaths, and her eyes looked at Ethan angrily: "I must catch this murderer, I must !! ”

Midday.

Forensic Identification Service.

Under the bombardment of Erin's phone calls, this case successfully cut the queue and also obtained certain clues.

Ethan accompanied the female police detective to this cold place.

"Why are you so angry?"

Walking all the way down the hallway, Ethan bumped into Erin: "It stands to reason that this kind of thing shouldn't make you have too many mood swings. ”

The latter shook his head, his brown hair swaying.

Looking at Ethan, Erin sighed:

"It was my first year as a patrolman, and in my first case, the morning jogger found a broken arm floating on the surface of a small lake."

"Do you know what's going on?"

She didn't stop and said silently: "A mother who killed her two children and tied them with wires and sank them into the lake will leave an eternal memory in your mind." ”

Ethan shrugged his shoulders in understanding.

At the same time, scratched his nose with some embarrassment.

"Hey."

The two of them pushed open the door of the autopsy room together and nodded to the female forensic doctor inside: "What new discoveries have you made?" ”

"Just in time."

The female forensic doctor put down the half-eaten sandwich and hurriedly took a sip of tea: "Now it can be confirmed that the head and body belong to the same person." ”

"You can eat first."

Ethan looked at the body lying on the coroner's bench next to him, and the corners of his eyes twitched:

"We're not in a hurry."

"Don't worry, Erin won't make so many calls." The female forensic doctor reluctantly put down the cup and put her gloves on: "Sometimes what is salvaged at the bottom of the Chicago River can be beyond your imagination. ”

The forensic office can be said to deal with each other at two ends in three days.

Everyone is an acquaintance.

Erin spread her hands out to the other and apologized.

"The deceased is a female, estimated to be about twenty-three years old, and there is no way to determine the exact time of death due to the erosion of the lake." The female forensic doctor picked up the document and handed it to Ethan as she spoke:

"The closest guess was a week ago."

"These holes."

Her fingers poked and poked at the small black hole on the female corpse: "It wasn't shot by a gun, it was an electric drill!" ”

Hearing this, Erin gritted her teeth hard.

The body in front of him was covered with arms and thighs, and holes the size of an index finger were everywhere, roughly counting more than a dozen.

"Why?"

Ethan pinched his chin and asked with a frown, "Venting, or some special hobby?" ”

"If a hole is drilled, the corpse will not float."

The female forensic doctor shook her head and sighed: "The murderer knows what he is doing, the victim should be grateful to the guy who drove the yacht to fish, if it weren't for those people, she would have slept at the bottom of the river forever." ”

It's really alive and learning.

Ethan nodded repeatedly.

When you can't find a gasoline drum, this method is really more convenient.

"I barely had some fingerprints taken."

The female forensic doctor pointed to the case file that had just been handed to Ethan, shook her head and said, "It's inside, and the rest will be handed over to you, how to say it, I hope you can find the murderer." ”

"Perhaps, that's what she wants you to do."

As the words fell, the three of them looked at the head on the autopsy table together, and the victim's eyes widened as he stared blankly at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling.

"Huh."

The Cadillac SUV came to a sharp stop at the entrance of the police station, and the two hurried up the steps together.

The light flickered and landed at his feet.

His figure suddenly froze, and Ethan quickly looked back at the place where the sun was shining in the distance, and a gray Ford was parked on the side of the street, and the driver with black-rimmed glasses nodded slightly to him. (End of chapter)