Chapter 29 Angry Munn

  Harry felt that he had lost face, and said to Oren in a bad tone: "Where were you on the nights of the 3rd, 18th, and 19th?"

   "Sorry." Oren pointed to his head: "I don't have a good memory, I don't remember."

"very good!"

   "Then trouble you to go back with us, we suspect that you are related to multiple murders!" Harry took out a handcuff from his waist and threw it in front of Oren.

  Dean stood aside, silently observing and studying.

  Everyone in the Fourth Squadron has his own way of handling cases. He needs to learn from each other's strengths and figure out the scale inside.

   These things are not taught in schools.

   Oren panicked when he saw the handcuffs: "Wait, I remember. I fainted on the 3rd and was in the hospital. I was discharged on the 5th. Maria Hospital, yes, that's the name! 18th."

With his clean hands in a panic, he took out a booklet from the **** next to him, flipped through the pages, and found the record: "On the 18th, I was detained for fighting. On the 19th, I was at home in the living room. There is monitoring, which can prove what I said."

   "Did you record all these things?" Harry looked at the booklet.

  If he wasn't worried about something sticky stuck on it, he would definitely grab it to read what was written on it.

  Oren raised the special glass bottle in his hand: "No, no, no, the booklet only records the record of my selling this thing, but for the sake of insurance, I have recorded the transaction process and route."

   "Are you selling the essence of your descendants?" Harry looked disbelieving.

"Is this strange? A sample on the black market can sell for one or two hundred dollars, and I sell more than a dozen copies every month." Oren said with annoyed face: "Dude, I'm white, if I don't have enough education , The qualifications are too poor, the length is mediocre, go to a special institution, and donate once, you can get one or two thousand dollars, or even more."

   Is there such a good thing?

  Harry was moved when he heard it.

  His monthly salary is only more than 6,000 dollars after tax, which is not as high as Fergie's income from beating six or seven times.

Dean rolled his eyes: "Harry, don't think about it, those specialized agencies want this thing to sell at a high price to some rich women for breeding, you are not qualified, as for selling it on the Internet, you have a look Now what happened to Oren."

  Harry glanced at Oren, who was nervous, and shrugged.

All right.

  In seven or eight years in the morning, Oren might be regarded as a suspect for selling his offspring indiscriminately, and use it to rush his performance.

   After simple verification.

   Dean and the two left the grocery store.

   Oren has no crime time.

  The murderer ordered the essence of his descendants online, and then put the money and goods at the agreed location, and the two had never even met.

  Harry also checked Oren's hospitalization record by phone, and the branch office also had a corresponding detention record, which basically ruled out Oren's suspicion.

  Go back to the police station.

  Old Hunter and a group of people have returned.

   But it doesn't look very good.

  Dean noticed that Lawrence had also returned, and was sitting in his seat, turning his pen absently, and he could see something on his mind.

   "Guys, you don't look very good." Harry attracted everyone's attention like a trick.

  Old Hunter got up: "Yes, it's really not good, Harry, we need the good news you brought back."

"Sorry, no good news." Harry spread his hands, "Olen has no time to commit the crime, the key is that this guy sold more than a dozen copies of the essence of descendants a month, and the transaction was anonymous, and there were no cameras around, so he didn't even know who the buyer was. .”

   "FK, the murderer is playing tricks on us!" Old Hunter sat down angrily.

  Daisy brought two cups of coffee to Harry and Dean, and explained at the same time: "The identity of the short man has been determined. The other party is a fraudster, not a murderer."

   "Then why did he show up to the victim and give false clues?" Harry asked curiously.

   Daisy shook her head: "I don't know, when the deputy team passed by, the other party was already dead, and the body was being placed in the forensics department for autopsy."

   "Daisy, the short guy's clue, I remember it was an anonymous call, right?" Dean interjected.

  He can be sure that the anonymous phone call was provided by the real murderer!

  Give hope to the police department first, and then extinguish it.

  The murderer has been paying attention to the movements of the police department, enjoying the pleasure of playing with them.

   "Yes." Daisy nodded: "But it is a public phone booth located in the Queen's Street area. There is no surveillance around it, and the traffic is not small. We have no way to find the person who reported it."

   Two consecutive important discoveries were made intentionally by the murderer.

   All the clues are broken again.

  The only thing we can know now is that the murderer is getting more and more rampant and crazy.

  He even worried that the police detective was too slow to find the clues he had left on purpose, so he took the initiative to call and report the place where the short man was hiding.

   This is a very demoralizing thing.

   Of course, that doesn't include Dean.

  The current situation just verified his conjecture.

  The murderer is confident that he will not be exposed, enjoys the pleasure of walking on a sharp knife, and his mentality has become more and more perverted. He is no longer satisfied with ordinary murders, and wants to fight against the police department.

  But the other party forgot, did too much, made many mistakes.

  The murderer has exposed a fatal flaw!

   Now, just waiting for the results of the investigation from Laura at the gym.

evening.

  Captain Meng En returned to the office with a gloomy face and called everyone for a meeting.

  The serial burglary and assassination cases have not been resolved for a long time.

   The above obviously put a lot of pressure on him.

   "Hunter, report the situation!"

Vice-team Hunter got up: "The forensic department found that there was genetic material in the red material of the lower body of the third victim. Harry and his team found out that the genetic material belonged to a person with a criminal record. The murderer bought the other party's sperm through online transactions." , deliberately stayed in the victim's body!"

  Mun tugged at his collar a little irritably: "What about the suspect?"

"Dead, we found him at an abandoned construction site through an anonymous reporting call. The other party was a fraudster who appeared in Las Vegas before. I don't know how he got to Los Angeles, but we can be sure that he has nothing to do with the case. "

   "When the suspect was found, there were no injuries on his body. The specific cause of death has to wait for the results of the forensics department."

  Old Hunter sighed: "I suspect that he was threatened by the murderer before he appeared at the scene of the crime. In addition, the anonymous phone call may also be made by the murderer. He is playing tricks on us!"

   "So, no good news?"

  Meng took off his glasses, stood up and scanned the crowd.

  Suddenly, the atmosphere in the meeting room became dignified.

Daisy, the clerk at the side, didn't like the atmosphere, twisted her body, and said timidly: "Captain, there was a murder of a wife in a hotel today, and Detective Lawrence and Dean solved the case in less than three hours. .”

   bang~

  The conference table shook violently!

  Meng retracted his fist, and the veins on both sides of his forehead twitched: "Is this good news! Can you tell me why this wife killing case is so similar to the previous three cases!"

"tell me!"

   "Who the **** leaked these details in front of the media, tell me!"

   The first case should be concluded today.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)