"Guys, come with me!"

  Dean took two patrolmen to the next yard.

  He was about to ring the doorbell, but there was a dark mark on the middle and lower part of the door.

   Reach out and wipe it.

  Moist to the touch, slightly solidified.

  Put your finger under the light for a dark red color.

   This is fairly fresh blood!

   Reminiscent of the little girl's changed clothes.

  Dean guessed that this was the owner of the house, clutching the **** clothes, when he opened the door, the clothes accidentally touched the door, leaving traces!

   It seems that there is no need to ring the doorbell.

  Dean signaled the two patrolmen to step back, then raised his foot, and with a bang, he kicked the door in front of him out of a big hole.

  The sound seemed to startle the people upstairs, and there was a sound of collision.

   "Look outside!"

   After Dean finished speaking, he took out his pistol, opened the door through the gap, and strode towards the stairs.

  Relying on the almost inhuman nerve reaction speed, the body armor on his body, and his increasingly keen sixth sense, unless it is a range bomb, he is not worried that he will capsize in the gutter.

"who!"

   As soon as they were about to go up to the second floor, a panicked voice came from above.

  Dean's hearing is very strong, and he heard the sound of the other party's panic loading bullets.

  The other party should have a shotgun that is necessary for home use.

   "Los Angeles police detective, buddy, this place is already surrounded, if you don't want to be shot, put down your weapon, go to the corridor, put your head in your hands, and lie on the ground!"

   "Don't shoot, I'll do it!"

  Accompanied by a promise, an old shotgun was slipped from the aisle and thrown to the corner near the stairs. At the same time, there was a trembling voice: "I have done it, please don't shoot!"

  Dean intentionally made the sound of footsteps going up the stairs, his ears trembling slightly. After seeing that there was no problem, he crossed the six steps in one step and rushed directly to the corridor on the second floor.

  I saw a thin white man at the door of the room in the corridor, wearing a cartoon coat, holding his head in his hands, curled up on the ground, his body still shaking uncontrollably.

  Dean immediately stepped forward, took out the handcuffs, and handcuffed him behind his back.

   Move closer to the man.

  Dean's keen nose immediately smelled a faint smell of blood.

   Combined with this guy's reaction.

   he concluded.

   This man is the **** I deduce!

  Dean walked out of the window of the corridor on the second floor, greeted the patrolling police outside the house, and after letting them in, ignored the man, walked directly to a room in the corridor, pushed the door and entered.

   This room corresponds to the victim's family, the little girl's room!

  The moment you enter.

  Dean almost thought that he had returned to the little girl's room:

  I saw that all the decorations, furniture, etc. inside perfectly imprinted the little girl's room, and even the arrangement of the dolls on the bedside was almost the same.

besides.

  The walls of the room are densely covered with photos of the little girl's daily life.

  Look at the shooting angle.

   All are the angles where he hides aside and shoots secretly!

   The whole room.

  The only difference is that in the little girl's room, lay the other party's sleeping corpse.

   And this room of men.

  In the same position on the bed, there is a life-sized doll lying on the doll, wearing a child's pajamas stained red with blood.

  Interrogation requires at least two people present.

  Dean didn't bother to call Harry and Carlo to work overtime in the middle of the night.

  He asked the patrolman to take the man back to the sub-station and put him in custody first. At the same time, he asked Holz to search the man's house after finishing his work at the victim's house, and then drove back to the rental house, preparing to comfort his little brother.

the next day.

   Early in the morning.

   Branch interrogation room.

  Dean and Harry, holding the basic information of the victim's family, sat at the interrogation table.

  The man who was caught last night sat across from him.

  He looked like he hadn't slept all night, his eyes were red, and there were still tears on his sluggish face, as if he had cried bitterly.

"Name!"

   "Pillai."

   "Tell me about the process of killing the Hormon family!"

  Pillai shook his head: "I swear, I didn't kill anyone!"

  Dean got up, took a photo, walked to Pillay's side, and threw a close-up photo of a little girl's blood-colored pajamas in front of him:

   "But we found the victim Suria's pajamas, blood traces, and everything in your room in your residence, which can prove that you have been monitoring and secretly filming Suria for a long time. How do you explain this?"

Pillay lowered his head: "I admit that I like Surya very much. She is like a magnet, inexplicably attracting all my eyes, but I really didn't kill her. Last night, I heard gunshots and worried about Surya. After hesitating, he went into her house with a weapon to check the situation, and the result"

   Speaking of which.

Hatred flashed in Pillai's eyes, and he lost his voice in pain: "Suria died, she fell on the floor, I was very sad, so I helped her change clothes, and took the clothes back home, imagining that she was still alive In my world."

  Dean stared at Pillay for a few seconds. Seeing that he was immersed in sadness, he turned to look at Harry: "Put him back to the detention room, and I will go to the forensics department!"

  Harry yawned: "Okay, boss."

  Outside the interrogation room.

  As soon as Dean came out, Carlo leaned over: "Boss Dean, didn't that guy lie?"

  Dean shook his head:

   "His feelings for that Surya should be true.

  But the following statement is false.

   That guy is definitely one of the participants.

  I guess he was cheated by his accomplices, that's why there was undisguised hatred in his eyes, and he didn't plead guilty according to the routine agreed by his accomplices! "

   "Routine?"

   Carlo became even more confused.

  He came over this morning to find out that a murder happened last night, but he didn't know anything about the details.

  Dean didn't explain too much, just casually said: "You will know later, I guess at the most in the morning, someone else will come to the police station to confess."

   Pedophile Pillay, is a coward.

  Under normal circumstances, even ordinary people, after being detained by the police, will apply for lawyer assistance, or ask to contact their own lawyer to be present to ensure that they will not be cheated.

   But not Pillay.

  Dean guessed that Pillay's lawyer might be the second murderer!

  He has already seen through the 'masculine conspiracy' of the person behind it.

   As for whether it is or not.

   You will know later.

   Forensics Section.

   Dean found Holz snoring on a trestle bed.

   It can be seen that this guy was exhausted yesterday.

   Dean wanted to wake Holz up.

Sudden.

  A photo on the desk attracted Dean's attention: in the familiar living room, the shell of the power distribution room was removed, revealing bundles of cash and several packets of white powdery objects inside.

   oh~

   Is this a new discovery by Holz and the others?

  Dean is sure that this should be the layout of the victim's home.

  So. That family member is actually a drug lord?

   "Dean?"

  Holtz, who was sleeping soundly, was quite vigilant. He suddenly opened his eyes. After seeing Dean and the newcomer Carlo, he was relieved and greeted angrily: "I remember I locked the office door behind me!"

   "One wire will do it."

  Dean picked up the photo: "Is this a windfall from yesterday?"

"Yes!" Holz got up from the trestle bed, stretched his waist, and explained with a creaking sound of bones: "We tested the drug and found that it was some 'powder' of average purity. In addition, we found some chemical residues used for purification in their sewers, and we can basically confirm that the victim's family was secretly selling drugs."

"correct!"

  Holtz patted his head:

   "We found fingerprints that did not belong to the victim's family on the plastic bag of flour.

  After checking the database, it was found that the owner of the fingerprint was an 18-year-old youth who had many drug rehab experiences.

  His name is Daev.

  Daev should be a partner of the victim’s family.

  This kind of person, in order to maintain his own drug consumption expenses, would occasionally take the risk of helping some small drug lords transport drugs.

  Follow the line.

  Maybe you can help the Drug Enforcement Department to break down a drug trafficking route. "

   "Holtz, will give me his information later, do you have any other discoveries?"

   Dean nodded.

  In a case where the victim was killed, there were multiple murderers.

  This Daev may also be suspected.

  Holtz yawned, speechless:

   "Dean, it's only seven or eight hours since our on-site inspection.

  Actually, I haven't even had time to perform autopsies on the dead, but I can confirm that the **** clothes you found later belonged to the victim Suria.

  In addition, my colleague, after a simple comparison of the bullet marks, can confirm that the pistol that killed the male host and Suria is the same pistol, and it is most likely a Lorok 17.

  There are many pistols of this model, and there are also a lot of black guns assembled.

  It is very difficult to pinpoint the suspect. "

   "As long as it can be used for the final conviction, as for the weapon, someone will take the initiative to deliver it to the door!" Dean was not disappointed in this.

  Holtz thought that Dean had captured a suspect, so he was confident that he could pry the other person's mouth open, so he smiled and said:

   "Speaking of which, Dean, your reasoning is really powerful. Yesterday, my colleagues and I searched the home of the pedophile. On his computer, we found that he stored a lot of illegal video resources about children.

   These perverts are really disgusting.

  I really hope that the network investigation team can advance the phishing plan. "

   "Fishing group?" Dean asked curiously.

   Holz nodded:

  "With the rise of the Internet, many people who were originally timid in society, stimulated by some video information, took reckless risks, resulting in frequent occurrence of some cases.

  For example, there are some pedophiles now, who pretend to be children on the Internet, and become friends with selected targets in some chat rooms for young children, and then ask them out to play.

  Wait for the child to arrive at the agreed place.

  The pervert pretends that he is a family member who is dating a child with the other party, lowers the other party's vigilance, and commits seduction or other crimes.

  Most parents rarely pay attention to these.

  The child victim took the initiative to send it up again.

   resulted in a high success rate for that group of people.

  So the police station is going to fight against pedophilia, online silver delivery, online drug trafficking, etc., and conduct phishing.

   Although I don't know if it has any effect.

   But in this way, at least they can make them less rampant! "

   After hearing this, Dean frowned and then loosened his eyebrows.

  He originally wanted to remind his sister Sinclair when he went back, but considering that Sinclair was not stupid, and now he would always carry a small pistol that he helped her transform on his back when he went out, he put out this idea.

  If someone really unlucky takes a shot at Sinclair, the outcome will most likely be bad.

   While two people were talking.

   Carlo knocked on the door, looking at Dean like God: "Boss, Harry called and said that a woman who claimed to be Pillay's lawyer came to the branch office and applied to see Pillay."

   "Let her see, but we have to wait until we go back!"

   After Dean finished speaking, he looked at Holz: "Keep sleeping, buddy, I have a hunch that this murder case can be solved today, and you can save even the autopsy."

  "When someone says something like this to me, I will ask him to look in the mirror and recognize himself, but if the words come from your mouth, Dean, then I will choose to obey."

  Holtz smiled and lay down on the canopy bed again, and before they left the room, they started playing again.

   Back to the bureau.

  Dean meets a woman who claims to be a **** lawyer Pillay.

   This is a long-faced brown-haired woman with a mean face, about 30 years old, sitting on an empty chair in the team meeting room, with a cigarette in her hand, giving people the impression that she is not easy to mess with.

   Outside the meeting room.

   See Dean back.

Harry looked like he had seen a ghost, and greeted him: "Dean, you guessed it right, someone really came to Pillay, but you were only half right, she didn't come to plead guilty, but to apply for an interview with Pilai. Lai."

  Dean chuckled: "It's because Pillay didn't speak according to this woman's plan, so she needs to patch it before continuing with the previous plan!"

   "Boss Dean, what is the plan?" Carlo finally couldn't help his curiosity and asked.

  Harry pricked up his ears too.

  He knew a little more about the case than Carlo, but he was also confused.

   Dean just wanted to explain.

  The woman in the conference room, as if aware of it, looked out through the glass of the conference room, just in time to meet Dean's gaze.

  Dean smiled slightly at her, his expression unchanged:

  “There is no perfect crime in the world, but as long as you are familiar with the police detectives’ case handling process and the court’s trial process, then there is a perfect defense.

   And to do this, only three people need to cooperate.

  Three people voluntarily pleaded guilty, but they did not leave traces that can be truly convicted, and the killing methods are different, and the real murder weapon can be cleaned up, so this set of procedures can be carried out!

   This massacre was like this.

  The scene of the crime left too many obvious traces.

  If at this time, a few people who have a motive to kill, take the initiative to plead guilty.

  But the clues they each provided did not match the traces found at the crime scene, such as **** footprints.

   Moreover, the police were unable to find a murder weapon that matched the traces of the crime scene.

   Do you guys know what to expect? "

  Carol thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "There are too many doubts to convict?"

"Yes!" Dean nodded: "As long as we can't find evidence that the three of them knew each other, they can overturn the case during the trial, resulting in acquittal, because the chain of evidence full of doubts cannot be used as a basis for conviction." evidence!"

   "But this woman, didn't she say that she is the suspect Pillay's lawyer?" Harry expressed doubts: "In this case, how can she deny that she knows Pillay?"

Dean shrugged: "Then did she show you Pillay's signed employment document? She said that she was full of sympathy and wanted to help Pillay after knowing Pillay's situation. How do you prove that she Are you telling the truth?"

  Finally, they were still required to find the 'iron proof' that the two knew each other! '

   But the other party dared to do this.

  This possibility is unlikely.

After listening to Harry, his expression remained unchanged: "In that case, in the future, as long as a few unknown criminals meet through some kind of media, kill each other's targets, and then turn themselves in to each other and provide misleading testimony, as long as the police can't find them Wouldn't the criminals be able to escape the trial with the evidence they knew?"

   "It's almost the same, but if you want to escape the trial perfectly, this process still needs a lot of details, and this case doesn't have to be so troublesome!"

   The corners of Dean's mouth turned up:

   "I can be sure that the lady in the conference room is the initiator and organizer of this extermination case!

  As a lawyer, she is familiar with the police’s case-handling process and the scale and loopholes of the trial. She is confident that we can’t find any “legal doubts” in this case, and finally get away with it.

  I also believe that if we follow the pace of the other party, it will be difficult for us to find strong evidence to prove that they are legal suspects of the joint crime.

  It's a pity that she forgot a very important point! "

"What?"

  Harry and Carlo asked in unison.

   "Humanity!"

  Dean's eyes flashed with killing intent.

  Even if he solved the case honestly, he still had enough confidence to find the flaw left by this woman.

   But this is too much trouble.

  Dean is going to let the other party die on his own cleverness!

  Brothers, let’s satisfy our greed first.

  The dog thief went to have a meal, there will be another chapter later.