Chapter 330 Death of a Chinese Granny

   Simple greetings.

  It was only then that Dean realized that they hadn't read the news this morning, so he briefly talked about the current situation.

   Knowing that those members of the Yamaguchi family and the Niben Yamaguchi group died because of the **** revenge of the gangsters, everyone in the ward, who had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief.

   Phoebe said hello and went to work.

  She skipped work and came here to guard, and now that Lawrence is on leave, she needs to help her boyfriend watch over the team to avoid any troubles.

  Under Harry's consolation, his mother also took her granddaughter and went back to rest.

  Wait until everyone leaves the ward.

  Harry looked at Dean with his swollen eyes: "Boss, did you and Lawrence do it?"

  Dean swallowed the banana in one gulp, shrugged: "The authorities defined last night's attack as revenge between gangsters. Be careful when you say that, and I will sue you for defamation!"

  Harry grinned silly.

   It seems that the boss and Lawrence really did it.

  It's really cool to have the feeling of brother maintenance.

   But think of the situation of Lawrence and the boss.

He couldn't help sighing again: "Boss is not here, and the detective agency that Happy and I partnered with doesn't make any money. This time, they caused such a big trouble and got Lawrence involved. This detective is really boring." .”

  Since Dean left, he and another member of the team, Carlo, followed the interim captain, Old Hunter, to solve the case.

  Old Hunter is also considered to be of some level, but that's it.

  Lawrence brought a group of newcomers with him.

  Now the Fourth Squadron, due to the low detection rate, has begun to slowly retreat back to the original situation.

   "Don't worry, such days will pass soon, and I may return to the police station in the near future."

  Seeing that the younger brother was so listless, Dean had no choice but to reveal some information.

  Hearing this, Harry looked at Dean excitedly: "Boss, are you going to be reinstated?"

  Dean nodded: "Almost, so you have to heal your injuries as soon as possible, otherwise I won't have such a handy errand runner like you when the time comes."

  Actually, he didn't know how Amon planned to arrange himself.

   But since he opened his mouth, it means that there must be a way, but he doesn't know whether to reinstate himself or join another department of the police department, but no matter what, he is officially back.

"Very good!"

  Harry tried to laugh, but pulled the **** on his face, grinning in pain.

   "That's right." Dean finally remembered another member of his team: "What about Carlo, I don't think I've seen him."

"Following the old Hunter to solve the case." Harry pouted: "A week ago, an old Chinese lady was found dead at home by the tenant downstairs. There were few clues left at the scene. If it wasn't for the fact that the deceased was obviously homicide, this The case is estimated to be defined as an accidental death by old Hunter."

  When Dean heard about the case, he instinctively became interested: "What did the on-site inspection say?"

   "The deceased lived in an old six-story single-family apartment.

  She is the landlord and lives on the top floor where the entire floor is connected. The doors and windows of the house are closed, and there are iron doors blocking the entrance of the corridor and the elevator. Only the dead can open it.

  She usually entrusts the leasing business to a leasing company, and basically does not communicate with the tenants.

   This also led to the death of the deceased for more than three weeks before being discovered by the tenants downstairs.

  Boss, do you know how that unfortunate tenant found out that something was wrong? "

   "Corpse water?"

  Dean guessed: "This kind of single-family apartment is generally old and generally waterproof. It should be that the corpse water seeped into the floor and dripped downstairs, so that the tenants downstairs realized something was wrong, right?"

   "Well, I know I can't help you."

Enduring the pain, Harry stubbornly gave Dean a thumbs up, and continued: "The unlucky tenant, who was eating at the time, smelled an unpleasant smell, so he looked up at the ceiling, only to be dripped into the open space by corpse water. mouth, that taste."

  His bruised and swollen face showed a gloating smile:

  "In short, when the landlord couldn't be contacted, and he couldn't go upstairs, the angry tenant called the police.

   At this time, he thought that the bathroom upstairs was just blocked. When the patrolmen passed by, they found something wrong with the smell, forced open the iron door between the corridors, and found the dead who was almost turned into mud. "

   "So now you can't be sure whether the iron door was pried open before this?"

  Harry nodded:

   "But it doesn't matter.

  The deceased appeared to be very insecure, using the best locks on the market.

  This kind of lock requires not only a key, but also an electronic code. Generally, it is difficult for outsiders to enter her floor without the consent of the deceased. Therefore, after our investigation, we basically judged that this was a homicide by an acquaintance.

  The deceased was not young, and the scope of his usual activities was the community and nearby parks. In many cases, even the rent was entrusted to the leasing company to be fully responsible for collecting the rent, and his personal connections were simple.

  We thought this case would be solved quickly.

result"

  Harry pursed his somewhat thirsty mouth: "At least before I left, the investigation of the deceased's interpersonal relationship was still in a state of no clue."

   "Where is the tenant?"

  "One month before the deceased died, he used to renovate the apartment and cleared out all the tenants, but he didn't choose to renovate for unknown reasons.

   Later, she went to the leasing company again, saying that the renovation plan had been shelved, and the apartment could be re-rented.

   That was also the last time the deceased appeared in front of outsiders.

  The location of the apartment is very good.

  The rent price is also very affordable.

  The rental company easily refilled the apartment with tenants.

   According to the time of death of the deceased.

  These new tenants are not very suspicious, so the old Hunter led us to focus on the people of the leasing company and the former tenants who had previously withdrawn the lease, but there has been no progress. "

   After speaking, Harry looked at Dean anxiously, hoping that the boss could pour him a glass of water thoughtfully. It would be even better if he could help him hold the water pipe and release the water.

   Unfortunately, Dean was thinking with his head down.

  He seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised his head: "Have you investigated the bank account and financial status of the deceased?"

  "I checked, and there are some investments in stocks, but the amount is not large, and there are not many deposits in the bank account.

Old Hunter said that this kind of elderly Chinese people generally don't trust banks, and like to hide money in gold, or tie it up with tape, bury it in a corner of the yard, and hide it in a certain place in the house. place. "

  Hearing this, Dean nodded.

  Old Hunter was right.

  In fact, there are even a group of people on the market who specialize in looking for old house rentals or "treasure hunting" after the death of the Chinese.

   As for the birth of this non-mainstream profession, it probably originated from the American version of waiting for a rabbit.

  This case made Dean a little interested.

  He was going to deal with the matter that Mike entrusted himself to help, so he came forward to participate in the investigation as an "enthusiastic citizen" and announced that he was back by the way.

   "Okay, Harry, I have to leave, so I won't disturb you for now."

  Under Harry's eager gaze, Dean tucked him in the quilt thoughtfully and ran out of the ward without giving him a chance to ask for help.

joke.

  With his eyesight, couldn't he see that Harry was thirsty?

  The problem is that Dean can see that Harry wants to let go.

  His hands were born to hold the ball and carry his legs, not to support the chocolate-colored water pipe. This is a matter of principle.

  Harry watched his boss Dean close the door, squirmed his body wrapped in bandages a little aggrieved, and pressed the call button, hoping that a young nurse would come to help him with water.

  Dean is still very concerned about his little brother.

  After he left the ward, he walked to the duty nurse's station, wanting someone to go over and watch Harry.

   This is the VIP inpatient area.

  The quality of the little nurses in the duty room seemed to be genuine, but they were a little too enthusiastic. Dean was confused, and there were a few extra notes with their off-duty time in his hand.

  As a good elder brother, Dean took the opportunity to say Harry's ward number, and he left with confidence after hearing that they would arrange someone to go there immediately.

  Harry, feeling the pain from his bladder, tossed and turned on the hospital bed, hoping that the beautiful nurse at the nurse station would come over soon, otherwise he would have to die.

   Wait a moment.

  A strong, middle-aged black nurse opened the door roughly, and looked at Harry on the hospital bed with a buzzing voice: "Mr. Harry, what's the matter?"

  Harry's small body trembled.

Depend on!

   Isn’t this the VIP inpatient department? Where are those beautiful nurses?

  His bare toes clasped together nervously, anxiously said: "Well, my brother needs some help, it needs to release the accumulated flood."

  The black middle-aged nurse's eyes lit up.

   Fortunately, the group of Xiao Lang hoofs on duty were all attracted by the handsome guy just now, and ran to ask for contact information, otherwise the patients in the VIP ward would not be able to come by themselves.

   Seeing that she didn't speak, but just looked at him directly, Harry became even more frightened.

  He licked his dry lips: "Well, if it's inconvenient for you, you can ask other nurses to help, and I can bear it."

   "No, I can!"

  The middle-aged nurse gave a 'gentle' smile to the bruised and swollen Harry, and then closed the door of the ward heavily.

A few minutes later.

  Harry’s begging and refusal sounded like a frightened little lamb in the ward: “NO, I really just want to put some water, don’t want VIP service, don’t, oh~NO!!”

  Unfortunately, because of the kindness of the good brother Dean, the place where Harry is staying now is the VIP ward with the best environment in the hospital, and the sound insulation is very good.

   Even if he yelled loudly, he couldn't stop the middle-aged nurse aunt's enthusiasm for progress and tips.

   After visiting the younger brother.

  Dean tore up a stack of small notes and threw them into the trash can, sat in the car contentedly, and drove to the largest trading market in Los Angeles.

  Little Mike wants a lot of things.

  Part of it is experimental equipment and chemical drugs. The purchase of these materials requires qualifications, and Dean can only let his cousin in New York help with them.

   There are also some special mice specially bred for the laboratory.

  The price of this special living thing is not cheap. The key is that it is easily affected by the outside world, causing experimental errors, so Little Mike deliberately made a note in the message and gave Dean the address and contact information for ordering.

   Little Mike is a **** on the Internet.

   But in reality, it is inconvenient for him to do anything, and he doesn't even dare to easily expose his situation to reality.

  After arriving at the trade market.

  Dean declined a group of intermediaries who approached him to sell and introduce business, and called the intermediary phone number Mike left for him.

   There is an update for today in the evening.

   By the way, brothers, remind me, this season, you must pay attention to paederus, I was so painful yesterday that tears came out.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)