"Then it seems the only option is to contact Yuri!"
"Are you crazy?!" Evans stared at Tyson in disbelief, because his decision could very well cost someone his life.
Yuri is Tyson's cousin. On the surface, he is just the gangster leader of a gang in New York, but in fact, he is working for one of the famous managers of underground black boxing.
What to do specifically? Very simple, human trafficker!
Of course, he is not a human trafficker in the ordinary sense. Yuri, an ordinary person, would not touch him, because ordinary people have little money. Even if their organs can be illegally traded, that is another business, not his way.
There are rules when it comes to being a gangster. If Yuri rashly joins another line of work, he will definitely be shot. Even if he can make money, he will not die.
Therefore, Yuri is just a human trafficker, or to be more precise, a boxer trafficker. Of course, since he is just a small gang leader, he is only responsible for collecting targets, and the boxer manager behind him will do the rest.
What is the rest? To put it simply, it is to force good girls into prostitution! Of course, this statement is not very accurate. After all, there are very few female boxers engaged in underground black boxing. What I am referring to here are basically men.
To put it bluntly, Yuri is responsible for finding those talented fighting experts, and the manager behind him uses various means to force such people to embark on the path of underground black boxing.
In fact, many of the moves in UFC No Limit Fights, such as the guillotine, can kill people on the spot. It is just because of the rules of the arena that the boxer is merciful. But in the underground black market boxing ring where no mercy is required, the mortality rate changes.
It's surprisingly high. Basically every time he goes to the ring, the losing boxer has a slim chance of making it out alive. This is also one of the important reasons why fresh blood needs to be added at any time.
"Why am I crazy?" Tyson said with a sinister smile, "You should also know Yuri's criteria for choosing boxers, right?"
Evans frowned and nodded slowly: "I know that!"
"Do you think that yellow-skinned monkey fits the bill?"
"If we talk purely about strength, just give it a try!" Evans said, "I should be able to catch the eye of your cousin!"
"It's over now!" Tyson continued with a sinister smile, "I'm only responsible for providing clues. As for what to do next, it depends on the black boxing agent. Life or death is none of my business!"
After hearing this, Evans had to admit that Tyson's plan was insidious, but very effective, because the boxer seed (Ferlan) he chose to provide to his old cousin was indeed up to the standard for black market boxing.
"Oh~~Okay then, it's up to you!" Evans shrugged, "But don't involve me. Anyway, I don't know anything about this matter!"
Just when Tyson and Evans were discussing how to kill Fearon without any blood, Tracy, who agreed with Officer Fearon's analysis, went straight to the forensic doctor who was investigating the crime scene.
"Hi, Robert!" Unexpectedly, the forensic doctor was an acquaintance of Tracy, so she went up to him and said hello directly.
Robert obviously recognized the daughter of the General Director. Although it is often said that Americans do not have much kindness to say in official business, in fact, there is a lot of intrigue in this.
For example, a big star goes to take the driver's license test and happens to meet one of her or his fans as the examiner. Although during the driving test, the examiner treats everyone equally and does not give the big star any driving tips.
In fact, before driving, the fan examiner has already told the big star all the driving details that should be paid attention to during the assessment. This is the so-called favor, and it is so embarrassing that people can't tell!
In other jobs, this kind of indirect favor also exists, such as Robert right now.
"Hi, Tracey!" Forensic Doctor Robert replied to the Chief Director's daughter who stepped into the bedroom. In fact, the trace of disgust that inadvertently flowed out of his eyes was caught by Phelan who followed him.
What does he hate? Of course he hates Tracey for casually stepping into his work scope, but because of Tracey's father's position, he can only choose to be patient as before.
After Feilun figured this out in an instant, he stopped at the door and grabbed Yu Sha who was trying to get in. Anyway, this case did not fall on him, and this resented sin was still not involved.
How wonderful!
"Robert, what was found on the deceased?" Tracey apparently didn't notice Robert's microexpression, so she casually asked about the case as usual.
Robert curled his lips and said: "Except for pinholes, nothing was found!"
"So, Allen's analysis is very likely!" As she said this, Tracy glanced at Phelan at the door, but she happened to see Montgomery pass by Fei Yu and Fei Yu from behind and squeeze into the bedroom.
"What are you doing here?" Tracey's face suddenly darkened, "Don't you have other work to do?"
"My informant is dead, so I should find out the cause of his death!" Montgomery said shamelessly, "Besides, I have thought carefully about Feren's analysis, and there are many loopholes..."
Feilun could bear this, but Yu Sha couldn't bear it either. She immediately questioned: "What do you mean? Why didn't you point out the loopholes just now!"
"That's right!" Tracy also agreed.
Montgomery spread his hands and said: "Miss, is this a case solved? It requires calm analysis, and it is not something that some people can draw inferences by just thinking about it."
Fearon chuckled when he heard this and said, "So, Officer Montgomery has great opinions, so I'm all ears!"
"I don't dare, but I do have some opinions!" Montgomery said without hesitation, "About your third point of analysis of the murderer's dressing change, how can you conclude that the number of milligrams of morphine injected by my informant was sixty, not
What about two hundred or three hundred?”
Fearon understood what Montgomery meant and was about to give a brief reply, but he didn't think that Tracy would be the first to sneer: "Willy, there is nothing wrong with you? Three hundred milligrams of morphine? You know, two hundred and fifty is a lethal dose.
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Two hundred and five? Of course Feilun knew that Tracy was talking about two hundred and fifty milligrams, but he just wanted to laugh, but he couldn't hold it back, and finally burst out laughing: "Hahahaha..."
Except for Yu Sha, the other people present stared at Feilun like a madman. He quickly waved his hand and said: "It's okay, you continue talking!"
Tracy said angrily: "Are my words funny?"
Feilun was stunned for a moment and then said: "Of course, if you are willing to help me, I will naturally feel happy, so I just laugh!"
Tracy was startled when she heard this explanation, but she almost made Montgomery next to her angry. He immediately said: "If it is a long-term addiction, with strong drug resistance, it may not be possible to break through and cause death."
Limit, right Robert!"
Robert rolled his eyes when he heard this and thought to himself, why should I be involved in the matter between the three of you? But due to his personal relationship with Montgomery, he had to agree: "This is not impossible. After all, although morphine is addictive,
, but the biggest effect is still for analgesia. As far as I know, some patients with terminal cancer pain take long-term and chronic medication, and their dosage can gradually increase from low doses to exceed lethal doses."
These words stunned Tracy and Yu Sha. After all, Robert's identity as a forensic doctor was not fake, and his words still had a certain authority in the eyes of the two women.
Fearon seemed to have expected that Robert would say this. He immediately met Montgomery's slightly satisfied gaze and said calmly: "I don't want to make any other excuses. I just want to say one thing, since the deceased dared to put the injection in the bedroom openly. , then there is no need for him to conceal the dosage of his injection. According to the external standard of the injection, it should undoubtedly be 60 milligrams. At that time, he will have to ask Dr. Robert Forensic Doctor to test the morphine concentration in the injection!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and immediately realized what Feilun wanted to express. If the external standard of the remaining injections did not match the concentration of the medicine, it was likely that someone had tampered with the medicine and changed the package.
As for arguing or anything like that, Fearon has never thought about it. It's just a small murder case, not to mention it's not his turn to investigate. So, does it make sense to argue with Montgomery even if he wins? At most, he can win a little bit of Tracy's favor. If I have a good impression, I might be able to spend the night with her, but it's a pity that Faerun doesn't have the interest for the time being, so he doesn't bother to make any more calculations.
Of course, it would be another matter if Tracy, a New York policewoman who is about the same age as Ferron, was still a virgin. Unfortunately, she was not, and Ferron was naturally less interested. After all, three-legged toads are hard to find, and two-legged toads are hard to find. Non-virgins are not everywhere in the United States yet.
Montgomery took Phelan's explanation as a quibble and was about to ridicule him, but Tracy was the first to say: "Robert, Allen's suggestion is very important. You should test the concentration of the injection after you go back!"
Feilun rolled his eyes when he heard this and thought to himself: No wonder this girl was sent out to patrol, but she is still alone. With such a gesticulating temperament, it is difficult for others to treat her!
Just when everyone was crowded in the bedroom, the person responsible for the case finally arrived. He was also a member of the General Administration's Serious Case Investigation Team, and he happened to know Montgomery.
"Hey, Willy, why are you, Team A, here too?"
"Hey, Rambis, it's not Team A that's here, it's just me. The deceased was my informant!" When Montgomery answered the other party's question, he glanced at Phelan seemingly casually.
Feilun ignored him and said directly to Tracy: "Yu Sha and I will wait for you below!"
"NONONO... you two, you can't leave yet!" Montgomery stopped Fei and Yu and said to Rambis: "Hey, brother, they discovered the crime scene..."
Tracey was well aware of Montgomery's little plan, and immediately added: "And me, the three of us discovered it together."
The new man in a suit, Rambis, is obviously a man. Although he hasn't understood the situation yet, it does not prevent him from making the right choice: "In this case, I will ask you three and my men to do it." Make a note!"
This is a normal procedure for handling cases, so it is difficult for anyone to find fault!
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