North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

Winter nights in Los Angeles are cold.

The atmosphere inside is very hot.

Dean wanted to wait for them to end before giving them a good farewell.

But there are some things.

Women do have to last longer and have more stamina than men.

After a few times.

As a decent person wearing a mask.

After all, Dean couldn't help it, and knocked on the indoor door.

boom boom boom~

Accompanied by a strong knock on the door.

The originally high-spirited and fiery atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into dead silence.

Advance notice was genteel.

Dean unscrewed the handle, opened the unlocked inner door, and walked in.

The bedroom is not big, but the bed is not small.

69 styles of white and black on the bed, cuddling together, warming each other, staring at the 'masked man' who walked in, as if he hadn't woken up from the top of the cloud.

"I'm sorry to meet you in this way. Let me introduce myself. You can call me 'Gentleman'. I am a vindictive person. I am here today because I was entrusted by a young dead soul to uphold justice for him!"

The mechanical sound sounded.

Sarah and Azalia finally realized what happened!

"FK!"

Aishaliya cursed angrily, and wanted to get up to get a gun from the bedside, but it was difficult for her to get up because Sarah's thigh was on her neck.

Not to mention salads.

A revolver was aimed directly at her forehead.

Sarah didn't dare to move, so she could only maintain a 'kissing' posture with Aishaliya and raised her hands to show that she was not threatening.

"very good."

Dean put away his gun: "Which of you is Azalea?"

Azalia was about to speak.

Sha La broke away from the intimate contact first, and gasped: "I am, what do you want from me?"

Not looking up.

She was suffocating.

Dean tilted his head and stared at her with a pale and smirking mask: "You?"

Sarah gritted her teeth and nodded: "Yes, I am Azalia, but I don't know you!"

"interesting."

Dean leaned against the wall: "I saw you on the news, you are Henry's sister, in fact, the reason why I came to Azalea was because she tortured and killed the child, so I wanted to talk to her , but you want to protect the murderer who killed your brother?"

"What?"

Sarah thought she had heard wrong:

"impossible!

Azalea told me.

Because of the inaction of the police station, Henry died from perverted netizens.

Moreover, in order to shirk their responsibility, those bastards also moved Henry's body from the pervert's house outside, pretending to find it accidentally.

Azalea never lied to me.

It can't be her doing it! "

Saying that, Sarah subconsciously looked at Azalia.

However, Azalia avoided her gaze. She suddenly exerted force on her feet, her potential exploded, and kicked the unprepared Sarah in the air towards Dean. At the same time, she turned over and pulled out the drawer, grabbing the pistol inside.

She is fast.

Dean reacts faster!

He grabbed the salad in the air, used people as sandbags, and smashed it hard.

Boom.

Two screams sounded.

Poor Aishaliya got her hand stuck in the drawer, and was forced to sag her arm by Sarah's weight and Dean's strength.

Salad was also bruised from hitting the corner of the cabinet with her back.

But the pain in her body was far less than the pain in Sarah's heart.

She looked at Azalia who was screaming while holding her twisted arm, her eyes were full of disbelief.

He protects the other party by himself, but the other party treats himself as a human shield in times of crisis.

Everything before eachother.

It all collapsed at this moment.

Dean doesn't care about Sarah's current mood.

He walked up to the screaming Azalia, carefully took out a video recorder from his pocket, aimed at the two, turned on the switch, and said to himself:

"Azalea.

You were violated in childhood, leaving a shadow in your heart.

This leads to you being a lesbian as an adult and misogynistic.

Until you are violated again.

This time, you have a different feeling.

You find that the original happiness with the same sex seems to be not as fulfilling and satisfying as when you encounter misfortune, and you start to enjoy it.

But you are very distressed.

Because at this point, you already have a fixed object salad.

The other party even borrowed seeds from others for you and gave birth to a child.

So from then on, you are very entangled.

On the one hand, it is self-defeating in accordance with the heart.

On one side is his female companion who has been with him for many years.

You don't know how to choose, and you have even considered applying to be a prison guard to change a life that has the best of both worlds.

Your application was not approved.

The reason is that your psychological tests show that you have masochistic tendencies.

you failed.

But it worked too.

Because of this application, you met the person who let you out of it all.

He gave you a plan.

A best of both worlds plan where the other side benefits and you can regain your freedom.

Everything is going smooth.

It's just a pity for Henry who is only twelve years old.

He died tragically at the hands of his sister's partner, but my sister was still defending the murderer who killed him when he was able to redress his grievances."

These are all reverse derivations made by Dean after reading Azalia's information and combining the current information.

Accompanied by the deep voice of the mechanical voice.

Aishaliya, who was screaming, seemed to have forgotten the pain on her body. She looked at the "masked man" in front of her incredulously, and said tremblingly, "Who are you?"

These secrets hidden in the bottom of my heart.

She never told anyone!

there has never been!

But the masked man in front of her, seemed to be able to read minds, directly opened her ugly and twisted heart, making her frightened, but also lowered her head in shame and embarrassment, for fear of meeting Sarah's eyes.

Sarah's eyes widened.

Looking at Azalia's reaction, she knew that everything the masked man said was true!

Sha La sat on the ground with some exhaustion, touching Azalia's face: "Tell me, isn't this true?"

Azalia turned her head and said nothing.

"hehe."

Sarah smiled miserably, looked at Dean sadly and blankly, and begged, "Kill me!"

Dean: "."

You're making me feel a little embarrassed.

Dean saw death in her eyes.

He decided to change the way today and end it all.

Dean shook his head:

"I don't kill idiots.

Azalia, after you killed Henry, you put his body on the sofa and transported it away, dumped the body, and finally used your little female companion to launch a public opinion offensive.

I'm curious, what exactly are you trying to do? "

Aishaliya turned her head: "I said you will let me go?"

"No problem at all.

Anyway, in the end you can get your wish and enter the prison you want to go to.

That poor little boy.

His sister's favorite person tortured and killed him. In the end, his sister was still foolishly thinking about the murderer, but she didn't know that her brother's death was entirely caused by herself.

What a twisted and selfish love. "

Aishaliya didn't care about this, and regarded Dean's words as the only lifeline:

"I want to release a murderer.

Normal methods may cause the forensics department to directly conceal the blood evidence found due to reasons in another state, so that this matter will end before it even started.

It's not the first time they've done something like this.

But in a special period, if public opinion is aroused, those big shots can be forced to take the initiative to deal with this matter quickly, and help me deal with the salad by the way. "

"So in order to release a murderer, you imitated his modus operandi, killed Henry, and deliberately left the blood of the murderer on Henry's body?"

"Yes, I deliberately studied the other party's killing methods, and secretly asked for a copy of his blood through a special channel. Although it was a bit troublesome, everything went smoothly until you suddenly appeared."

Azalia said it frankly.

Just like three days ago, she didn't shy away from surveillance and hid Henry in the sofa for disposal.

"Very well, you survived."

After Dean finished speaking, he turned and left without dragging his feet.

Anyway, he just said that he would not kill Azalia.

There is another woman in this room who is repeatedly stimulated and feels like she has lost everything.

"gone?"

Aishaliya looked out of the dark bedroom in disbelief, waited for more than ten seconds, and only showed surprise after hearing no movement.

The other party really left!

Just when she was about to get up and deal with her injuries.

Sarah looked at her blankly: "Aishaliya, tell me, you killed Henry, let me sell tragedies, and guide those people's emotions. What is the purpose?"

Aishaliya said disapprovingly:

"Do you think I was lying just now?

Sarah, don't be naive, I don't want to act anymore.

I designed all of this just to get rid of your troubles, and to complete the joining assessment of an interesting organization by the way.

After getting in touch with them, I realized what the same kind is, instead of being with you, I can only grind the mirror boringly.

Since I met you, I often get mouth ulcers.

I have already."

bang~

Watermelon juice splash.

Azalia was hit and hit the wall, her 'Three Eyes' opened wide, looking at the gun in Sarah's hand in a daze and astonishment, which became a frozen picture.

Kill Azalea.

Sarah threw the pistol out of the drawer with a miserable smile, and sat on the ground blankly, with a smile on her face, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

Fake!

Everything is fake!

a long time.

She got up numbly, picked up the video recorder that Dean didn't take away, pointed at herself and the corpse of Azalia who had been shot open, and said nervously: "I don't have the courage to continue living. I will keep this video. To the police, I don’t want everyone to be bewitched by my performance and do impulsive things, I’m sorry.”

talking.

She took out her mobile phone, called the police in front of the video, and explained the situation calmly.

After hanging up the phone.

She walked up to Azalia's body, snuggled into her still warm arms, picked up the pistol, and put it in her mouth.

After a bang gunshot.

There was complete silence in the bedroom.

Next room.

Dean was teasing Harry's daughter who was waking up.

This little cutie seemed to be used to waking up with no one around him. Not only did he not cry or fuss, but he also opened his eyes wide, looking curiously at the mask on Dean's face, and stretched out his small hands as if to grab it.

"Little baby, without such a resentful mother who treats you as a tool, I think your future will be much smoother. I just don't know how Harry will face his life as a baby daddy in the future, hehe"

Dean got up and checked the information in his mind: [Detection of child abuse case, experience value +700, level: 17 (1200/3200)]

The experience value is average.

But this also shows.

Aishaliya's killing of Henry was indeed led by her alone, and no one else participated.

But this woman, to be honest, really doesn't look like someone with such a brain.

Dean touched his chin, smiled badly, and left quietly after making some arrangements inside and outside Azalea's house.

His timing was spot on.

After a few minutes.

A police car with red and blue lights parked outside Azalia's house.

Neighbors were also awakened by the gunshots.

But no one turned on the lights.

After calling the door several times with no response.

The patrolmen decided to break in

When Dean went back, he thought he was going to get a call from the detective on duty.

After all, Azalia's residence is also under the jurisdiction of the Fourth Squadron.

But actually.

until the next morning.

Not to mention the phone call, Dean didn't even receive a text message. On the contrary, he saw many news and lectures reporting on the salad incident in the Los Angeles news.

Seemingly overnight.

The police figured out the cause of the incident and made up a very reasonable and tragic story with cause and effect.

this means.

The video recorder he left in Aishaliya's house has been taken by the police.

The fish are hooked!

Dean poured himself a cup of coffee slowly, then turned on the computer and connected to a specific IP network.

After a while of caching.

The four surveillance images covering Azalia are all over the computer screen.

"Let's see who the little fish was hooked on."

Dean rubbed his hands, and flipped through the monitoring content after he left last night.

The case shown on the panel is over, only Henry's death case.

This is a case within a case!

Behind Azalia, there are people!

Reminiscent of being targeted by a person suspected of being a member of the Lucifer game organization and peripheral members in the NSA's No. 13 intelligence base in order to obtain the information of the "Mask Killer".

Dean doubted.

Here in Los Angeles, members of the Lucifer Game Organization became active again.

Dean is not willing to continue to have his information sold.

He simply left the bait at Aishaliya's house.

He wasn't sure, what Azalia met was someone from the Lucifer Game Organization.

But it doesn't matter.

It doesn’t matter what kind of fish, just make a nest first.

Kill whoever you meet.

In short, not the Air Force!

Converge your mind.

Dean lit a cigarette and sped up the surveillance footage.

Chapter 175 was actually published at half past eleven.

It is under review as soon as it is sent out.

There should be sensitive words.

I changed it several times before I successfully reissued the current chapter.

As for the chapter that was blocked by review, I will ask the editor in charge to help delete it.

Good night.