Chapter 148 The expert who died in a miserable state

  Los Angeles is his base.

  Dean will not delay his foundation for the sake of momentary pleasure.

   After appeasing the reluctant Neil.

  He disposed of the tens of thousands of dollars of weapons he had prepared for emergencies, boarded the first plane, and rushed back to Los Angeles.

   "Wow, Captain Munn, you actually came to pick up the plane in person. It seems that this case is very troublesome." Dean looked at the enthusiastic Munn and joked.

   "Haha, I just read the recent news and know that there has been a big incident in New York recently. I'm just worried about your safety."

   Meng En faced each other with a smiling face.

  Because Amonte deliberately blocked and cleaned up Dean's traces on the plane, and disposed of his travel records.

  So he didn't know, Dean was on that plane.

  Seeing Meng En's reaction, Dean felt more and more that the case might not be simple, so he rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, Captain, let's talk about the case directly."

   "Get in the car first, you came back in time, because of the special status of the deceased, so we still maintain traces of the scene."

  In the car.

  Munn briefly described the circumstances of the case:

  This morning.

   While running in the morning, a student found a dead body in a grove and called the police.

  Because it is under the jurisdiction of the Fourth Squadron.

  The case was transferred to Daisy.

  Old Hunter rushed to the scene with everyone.

   On the forensics department side, Holz set off with people, and then recognized the identity of the deceased at a glance.

  Meng said a little tiredly: "The name of the deceased is Mike Smith, British nationality, 38 years old this year.

  He is a psychological crime expert in the Los Angeles Forensics Department, and is also an honorary professor of psychology at several famous universities, and he is very prestigious in the academic circle.

   If that's all, it's not too troublesome.

   But he still has an identity. "

  Dean lit a cigarette and asked curiously, "What identity?"

   "Special advisor to the Aston family!"

  Meng supported his gold-rimmed glasses with one hand, with a melancholy tone:

   "Aren't you curious about who the person behind me is, he is a member of this family.

  The Aston family's reputation in Los Angeles is not great, and it is not as good as the previous Carmen family, but throughout California, many companies, guilds, and gangs in the basic necessities of life are actually controlled by members of their family.

  If the former Carmen family was the king of Los Angeles politics, then the Aston family is the night king of Los Angeles, and they are very prestigious throughout California.

   That's why I say this is a big case, not a simple homicide. "

  Dean understood in seconds.

  A well-known scholar will die as soon as he dies. At most, he will put some public opinion pressure on the police department.

  But when this scholar is a psychological consultant of a big family, the nature changes, because he may know many secrets that are not known to outsiders.

  Any family will instinctively want to find out the cause of death of the other party.

  His death became a major event.

   Although Dean was a little unhappy about this.

   But life is not satisfactory, nine out of ten.

  He is still a young sapling now.

  Since enjoying the protection of the other party, if it is not troublesome, it is also appropriate to contribute a little bit.

  Dean breathed out a puff of smoke: "Well, I will do my best for this case, but, captain, we don't seem to be on the route back to the police station."

  Meng smiled lightly: "Yes, we are now preparing to rush to the woods where the corpse was found."

   "The crime scene discovered in the morning has not been moved yet?"

  Mun shrugged: "Because I think this may be more helpful for you to solve the case."

  He has a kind of confidence in Dean.

  Because the case is special.

  Meng decisively asked old Hunter and others to maintain the scene, and did not follow the procedure to bring the body back to the forensics department for autopsy.

   Dean: "."

  Meng told everyone in the Fourth Squadron and the forensic department nakedly: I only trust Dean, not you!

   This is the whole.

   At the moment.

Grove.

  Under several searchlights, it looks like daytime here.

   A group of old men squatted in a corner, puffing clouds and playing cards with gusto, without the slightest worry or discomfort of waiting.

   "FK!"

  Harry, who was unlucky, threw away the cards in his hand, and looked depressedly at Holz, who was happily collecting money: "Dude, you are lucky today. Speaking of which, where are your two little assistants?"

   "Going back to school for further studies." Holz looked at Harry like a turkey: "They are just here for temporary internships, and they will officially enter the job. We need to wait for them to graduate, and"

  He took a puff of cigarette sadly, and lay down, even the joy of winning money was a little less.

   "And what?" Old Hunter, who was yawning originally, regained his energy.

  Relying on his intuition as a police detective for many years, he felt that there was a tragic and touching story hidden in it.

  Holtz glanced at the old fried dough stick, and said listlessly:

   "Besides, they have already changed into the shape of Dean, so don't think about having some or not.

   You will never guess, I asked them why they were willing to break up with Dean, a scumbag, and how did they answer me! "

   "Tell me."

  Harry, old Hunter, and Robert, who had just returned from releasing the water, said in unison.

   Gossip and eat melons.

   Regardless of gender.

  Holtz held a cigarette in his mouth, let the ash fall on his feet, and pointed at Harry:

   "They said they didn't want to go to work for a day and asked for a day of sick leave!

  FK, those are two women!

  I absolutely do not believe that someone's fighting power is so fierce!

   This guy, Dean, definitely has a problem.

  I even suspect that he is the reincarnation of a jackass, or that he has a donkey whip transplanted. When he dies in the line of duty one day, I will definitely apply to help him dissect it myself. "

   Dean who just got out of the car and walked over: "."

   Fuck!

   Four big men, huddled together, not talking about women, but talking about their own...big brothers?

  When did the Fourth Squadron get so angry!

  Holtz spoke vigorously, but he didn't see the three of Harry, who looked at him with pity.

  He just wanted to continue to vent his dissatisfaction, but there was a strong and powerful hand covering his rather barren 'Bigu'.

  Holtz's legs shrank and his body froze.

  Dean stood behind him and said with a smile: "Tell me, Holz, the environment here is so good, do you want to try the next step to the happiness of the stomach?"

  Simple and noisy.

  Dean's expression turned serious: "The captain is on the way, and he has already told me what happened. Now start to investigate the scene and solve this case as soon as possible. When the time comes, I will invite everyone to the best **** in Los Angeles!"

   A few hard-working patrolmen on the side bravely shouted: "Inspector Dean, including us?"

"Of course." Dean habitually bribed people and said, "Haven't you heard a sentence? When you stand with Inspector Dean, then congratulations, you will gain money, credit, and women! Because there is no The case can block his eyes!"

   Regardless of whether anyone has heard of it.

  Starting today, there will be.

   This is why Harry and the others did not complain to Dean because of Captain Munn's arrangement.

  In the previous subtle influence, they had already recognized Dean's ability and status in their hearts, and subconsciously regarded him as the leader.

   And this kind of subtle influence has begun to spread to the surrounding branches.

  Because Holz immediately recognized the identity of the deceased.

  So the scene of the crime was blocked in time.

   Bring everyone.

  Dean put on his equipment and entered the circled crime scene. Instead of approaching the corpse immediately, he observed his surroundings.

  From far to near, from left to right, all the surrounding information, as if digitized, presented in Dean's mind and categorized.

  Holtz saw him standing still, and asked curiously, "Dean, what are you looking at?"

   "I am listening to the feedback that nature gives me."

Dean pointed to the fallen leaves of different shades around: "Have you seen those traces? This means that people often come and go in this area, especially under the big tree where the deceased was. Within three days, I stood still and trembled for a long time."

   Everyone followed the traces of Dean's finger and turned their heads in bewilderment.

Even Holz, a senior forensic doctor, shrugged and said weakly: "Sorry, I can only see that there are many footprints here, but I can't see how long they were left, and I can't deduce what they are doing here. "

  Dean rolled his eyes: "Didn't you notice the small umbrella around the footprints? Look at those footprints obviously exceeding the normal length of the soles of the feet. It's clear that someone is holding a big tree and being exported from behind"

   After saying this, everyone was stunned.

Especially Harry, with a wretched face: "By the way, there is a university nearby, and the people who found the body were students who came out of the school for a morning jog. These young people, who are full of hormones, like to exercise in this kind of place for stimulation. "

  Dean ignored Harry, who was playing tricks, and after collecting the information around him, he quickly walked to the corpse and began to look at it.

  The name of the deceased was Mike Smith.

  He was supposed to be a psychology expert and professor who would be looked at with respect wherever he went, but his current appearance is quite miserable.

  He lowered his head, and his whole body was professionally **** with hemp rope, similar to a certain country's performance art. The overall posture was kneeling and stiff.

  The end of the rope is the big tree above the head.

  Someone used a block of pulleys to hang him here, then tied him into his current appearance, and threw him on the ground.

  The surface of the corpse was covered with scars, and the calf that was close to the ground was pierced by two slender steel bars, connected to the ropes on the tree, fixing him into his current appearance.

  Dean carefully examined the scars on Mike Smith's body.

  There are more than 50 large and small marks, all of which are not big wounds, but the bone is deeply visible, and there are traces of treatment to stop bleeding around.

  And under these scars, there are countless old scars, large and small.

  This kind of trace, Dean has only seen on some tough bones who are often interrogated.

besides.

  Mike Smith's body surface has large flaky bruises.

   This is the congestion caused by the rope being tied for too long.

  This kind of symptom will only appear on living people, and will leave such traces after death.

  This means that when the deceased was alive, he was placed in this shape.

   Dean stroked his chin.

   No wonder Munn regarded this murder as a major case.

  Because anyone who saw the corpse at the first sight, the first reaction was that someone tortured Mike Smith.

   It is estimated that Meng En regarded the murderer as the enemy of the Aston family.

   But Dean had a different opinion.

  He felt the smell of venting hatred from the dead man's death posture.

   This is a vendetta!

   But what is the situation, more information is needed.

  Dean completed the basic visual inspection, squatted down, and began to check Mike Smith's limbs.

  The ten fingers of both hands are bent, and there are indentations on the knuckles, which means that this guy's knuckles are only connected by the skin, and the inside has become an independent existence.

  Such a neat indentation seems to be caused by a blunt instrument, and it is difficult to do it manually.

  The lower legs of both feet are pierced by steel bars.

   There are not many muscles in the calf, and most of them are composed of skin membrane and bone.

   Without looking, one can know that the steel bars directly penetrated Mike Smith's calf muscles and bones, pinning him to the ground.

  The top of the steel bar has diffuse indentation, which is caused by mechanical forging.

  This kind of machinery is generally very heavy.

   But the strange thing is that there are no traces of machines being dragged around.

  Dean put this doubt in his heart, and raised Mike Smith's drooping head.

  A face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile appeared in front of everyone.

  Harry had weird eyes and muttered, "This guy can still laugh after being treated so miserablely. Is he a masochist?"

  Holtz on the side gave him a blank look: "See the little dot on his face? That's a paper clip. Someone used a paper clip to fix his expression like this!"

  Dean nodded in agreement: "Holtz is right. This technique is not easy. The person who does it is absolutely proficient in the structure of the human body. Maybe he also has certain attainments in plastic surgery."

  Mike Smith's eyes widened, and with the half-smile expression, it gave people a weird sense of fanaticism.

  Dean looked down carefully.

   Around the eyelids of the deceased, there were traces of solidified glue.

  The murderer kept the dead man's eyes open in order to force him to watch something he didn't want to see.

   This is convenient for Dean to observe.

  The death time of the other party is more than 12 hours from now, the crystals have become cloudy and diffuse, the whites of the eyes are almost gone, and all are occupied by the eye sockets.

  Looking at it for a long time, people feel fear and evil for no reason.

   But for a pervert like Dean who has been sleeping in a pile of corpses since he was a child, this is not even an appetizer.

  He noticed that Mike Smith's cornea had burn marks.

   This is the damage caused by ultraviolet rays to the cornea, which generally occurs in snow blindness patients.

   But Los Angeles is now in the cold season of January, with short periods of sunshine and mostly gloomy weather, so even if the deceased's eyelids were shaped with glue, there shouldn't be such severe burn marks.

   Unless, he has been exposed to strong light for a long time!

  This method is generally used to extract confessions by torture.

  Dean stood up, looked at the professional knots on the dead body, the painful but not fatal wounds, and the professionally fixed facial expressions, and fell into thought.

  Look at the clues.

  The murderer is a professional criminal who extracts confessions. He is very familiar with human body tissues and punishment methods, and has had grievances with the deceased, so he spent a lot of thought on torturing the deceased.

   But there is one thing that Dean can't figure out.

  Why did the other party put the deceased in a half-kneeling posture?

   Do more, make more mistakes!

  Professionals, in general, rarely do redundant actions, because it means that they are more likely to leave clues.

  If you can clarify this doubt, maybe you will find the right idea for the case!

  Robert, who was making soy sauce, kicked the fallen leaves under his feet boredly.

  He also wanted to learn something from Dean.

   But he stared at it for a long time, but he couldn't see what Dean was observing.

  Robert had to admit that some things are just like mathematics, if you don’t know it, you don’t know it.

  The same is true of old Hunter.

  In the past, these things were handed over to the forensics department for investigation.

   At most, they collect some traces, and then focus on investigating the identity of the deceased, surrounding relationships, conflicts, etc.

  Dean directly grabbed Holz's job, so he is undoubtedly a freak detective.

  He was about to drag Robert out to smoke a cigarette, when his lowered head suddenly shrank his pupils, and he pulled Robert away: "Hey, there seems to be something down here!"

  I saw the fallen leaves kicked away by Robert, and the color of the soil was significantly different from the surrounding area.

  No matter how stupid old Hunter is, he still knows that there is something buried here.

  His exclamation attracted the attention of Dean and the others.

  Dean saw the soil under Robert's feet, then looked at the direction where the corpse was kneeling, and his eyes lit up: "Take tools and dig!"

   not long.

  A half-rotten, incomplete dog corpse appeared in front of everyone.

Holding back the stench, Holz put his fingers into the jelly-like dog carcass and pulled it twice, affirming: "This is an Akita dog. According to the texture, I can only determine the time of the dog's death, which is more than half a month old. , because of the temperature, the corpse is not completely decomposed."

  Dean added: "It was tortured to death. Look at some marks on it, do they look like marks on Mike Smith!"

  Old Hunter licked his chapped lips, hesitantly said: "Dean, you mean, because Mike Smith killed a dog, he was tortured and killed in the same way?"

  Dean nodded: "Combining that Mike Smith is fixed to kneel in this direction, there is a high possibility. Don't forget that he is an expert in psychology. Generally, people who have studied to this level have something wrong with their own psychology."

  What is Psychology?

  The study of psychology.

  When learning this subject, unconscious thinking is always substituted into it.

  So in general, the more abnormal, the easier it is to achieve outstanding achievements in this subject, and the higher the achievement, the easier it is to become abnormal.

   complement each other.

  Harry felt a little regretful when he heard this: "It's a pity that Lawrence is not here, otherwise he would have the most say. After all, he has an ex-wife who is a psychiatrist."

   "Isn't that good, at least it protects your poor little Pp."

  Dean laughed, clapped his hands, and asked Holz to take his colleagues to pack up all the traces that could be found, such as the corpse, the pulley block on the tree, etc., and prepared to take them back for further research.

  There are not many people who raise Akita dogs here.

   Consider also that the killer probably knew Mike Smith.

  The basic exploration direction is there.

   Finally restored 10,000 words today.

   Let's work harder tomorrow and get back to the state as soon as possible!

Good night!

  

  

  (end of this chapter)