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

Chapter 47 This is the slaughterhouse! (Seek to follow up)

Into the villa.

Dean noticed the anomaly immediately.

Although the interior of the villa is not empty, there is not a single piece of valuable furniture and appliances. This is obviously abnormal in a single-family villa worth more than two million dollars!

Go through the living room.

Dean came to where the helper had fallen.

Here is a bar.

On a corner of the bar, there were still fresh bloodstains.

The helper should have been in this position at that time, he didn't stabilize his body, and then hit his head on a corner of the bar, which caused him to be injured and passed out.

Dean squatted down and looked carefully.

On the side of the bar close to the ground, there are bloodstains splashed upwards. The bloodstains are bright red and still fresh. It should be thrown by the helper when he fell, which is a normal trace.

Sudden.

Dean's vision was fixed at a corner farther away from the bar.

There were a few inconspicuous drops of blood there too.

The shape of the blood drop is downward like a water drop, and it is black and red.

This trace, some time.

Definitely not left behind by helpers!

combined with previous findings.

At this moment, Dean already had a premonition in his heart.

This is another homicide!

However, the single trace may also be left by the owner's family before, and it cannot be concluded that a murder occurred here.

Dean got up and looked around carefully.

soon.

He found similar clotted blood stains on the fireplace and walls in the living room, and even on the ceiling, there were blood spots thrown up, covering a wide area, covering most of the villa!

This is no longer an accidental injury, it can be explained clearly!

Dean concluded that there must have been a brutal fight here, which caused the blood to be so widely distributed!

"Looks like there's more work to do!"

Dean took out his cell phone and called Lawrence.

"Dean, are you back?" Lawrence's surroundings sounded a little noisy, and there were shouts, as if they were in a store.

"Yes, I'm back." Dean didn't explain too much: "If it's convenient, you can come to villa No. 76 in the Temida block. There should be a murder here."

"Okay, I'll talk to Harry."

hang up the phone.

Dean wandered around the living room.

The environment here looks a little messy.

The helper obviously didn't do a good job of cleaning when they lived here.

In some open areas, the marks left by the dust can be clearly seen. Not long ago, there were furniture, home appliances and other objects here.

When he got to the window, Dean stopped.

The traces of the two pieces of glass in the middle, compared with the surrounding glass, look much cleaner.

Combined with the sanitary conditions in the house.

Dean guessed that the panes hadn't been cleaner since they had been wiped, but had just been replaced recently.

Some particularly fine glass shards can also be seen in the part of the depression facing the inside of the window, which indicates that the glass was broken from the outside.

With these in mind, Dean was going to go upstairs to have a look.

at this time.

The bald patrolman Hawk came to the door, with a little gloat on his face: "Dean, the people from the forensics department are here, but they look very unhappy, haha."

Because a dead dog was found, the forensics department was called over, and everyone would be angry.

Dean didn't care, and walked out of the house.

Not many people came to the forensics department, only three men and one woman, one of whom he still knew was Bill's assistant Holz.

Apparently, he started to run outside.

Dean had wanted to say hello to Holz.

The middle-aged man in front of Holz stopped in front of him first, with a bad tone: "Dude, don't tell me, you called us here just because a dead dog was found in the yard! You Do you regard us as your subordinates?"

"Calm down!" Holz recognized Dean, his face turned pale with fright, and quickly stopped his companion: "This is Dean!"

"Dean!" x3.

A unanimous exclamation came from the mouths of Holz's three companions.

The middle-aged man who stopped in front of Dean was even more frightened, his face turned pale, and he couldn't speak fluently: "Sorry, Detective Dean, I was a bit extreme in my words just now, I... I mean, you need us Do what you tell!"

Dean was taken aback by the reactions of these people.

But it's a good thing that tool people can cooperate with themselves.

He nodded and smiled kindly: "I just conducted a preliminary survey in the house and found that there are many bloodstains that have not been cleaned up here, so I want you to conduct further inspections. It would be even better if you can determine the time and distribution range. "

"No problem, no problem!"

The four returned to the car obediently, took out various instruments, and walked into the hall of the villa.

Hawke on the side looked at Dean suspiciously: "I've never seen this group of people so polite and obedient, buddy, did you use witchcraft?"

"They may respect me as a person. After all, I am a famous five-star good citizen of Los Angeles." When Dean spoke, he subconsciously touched the pistol on his waist.

Every 11.43mm bullet here is a strong guarantee of his good conduct!

"For a human?" Hawke's eyes became more suspicious: "Sorry, I feel like I might need to check my nose, because I only smell bad guys from you."

"Get out!" Dean gave Hawk a middle finger: "Hawk, can you help me get the information of the whole family of the head of Villa No. 76? It would be even better if I could know how they are related to each other."

"No problem, I'm looking forward to the credit you can give us." Hawke readily picked up the CALL machine, ready to call two colleagues for help.

It's a good feeling to be assigned.

Dean walked into the room and found a group of Holtz, who were pouring some powder into a plastic bucket. The outside of the plastic bucket was also equipped with straps, sprinklers, and hydraulic rods. It looked like a simple machine. pesticide sprayer.

"Holtz, are you going to sprinkle pesticides?" Dean leaned over, ready to learn.

Holz was taken aback by Dean who suddenly appeared behind him, and stammered a little: "Dean, this is the Rumiro reagent."

"It turns out that this is the Lumirol reagent."

Dean was even more curious.

this thing.

He had heard of it, but this was the first time he had seen the real thing.

Bloodstains are actually traces that are difficult to completely remove.

This is because flushing and wiping seem to remove traces of blood, but the red blood cells that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye still remain in place.

Using special reagents, blood occult reactions can occur with those red blood cells that are difficult to see with the naked eye, forming new bloodstains.

Lumirol reagent is such a reagent.

When this thing is sprayed on the bloodstains, it will emit a faint blue light in a dark environment.

In many crime-solving dramas, there will be this scene to show professionalism.

Debugging is complete.

Holz put on the special protective clothing, picked up the prepared medicine bucket, and began to spray all over the villa.

This thing is slightly corrosive.

The rest had no choice but to close the curtain and go out to wait.

moment.

Holz exclaimed from inside the house: "FK, this is the slaughterhouse!"

After the dog thief has finished eating, there is another chapter.

It was about half past nine to ten.

Thanks to Mr. Jiuyou for your reward, thank you.

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