"Captain, how could you die so easily? Tell me, this is not true!"
The young girl was still immersed in sadness, and even when Colin came to her side, she didn't react much.
"Silly girl, I told her that since she is in this business, she must be prepared for this at any time, but she obviously didn't remember it in mind." Jameson's ghost stood next to Colin and shook his head, "Today
It was an important lesson for her."
Colin ignored him and said to the red-haired girl: "My condolences."
Devlin raised her head and glanced at him, without any response, and continued to cry.
Under the gaze of the ghost, Colin had to bite the bullet and continue: "I'm sorry to meet the detective again in this way. I heard that the Ruther Street Police Department wants to classify this case into a serial murder case.
?”
"Boy, this is none of your business!" A rough voice came from the side, and a tall man with a beard approached. He was originally taking pictures on the side, but after noticing Colin approaching, he has been listening carefully.
.
"Detective," Colin looked at the thick arms of the visitor and asked the ghost in his mind, "can you enhance my fighting ability?"
"Unfortunately, fighting and sports are based on my physical training, and the soul can only give you the 'eye of insight'." Jameson shrugged and pointed at the visitor, "This is the chief of the Luther Street Police Department, John
·Dieter."
"The director came here in person..." Colin immediately realized that the identity of the deceased Jameson was really extraordinary.
Colin did not hesitate, turned around, bowed slightly towards the body, and said some words of condolences. Then he came to Devlin who was kneeling on the ground, squatted down, and whispered: "I really can't figure it out, that
What motive did the murderer have to kill the police detective? Killing a police officer attracts completely different attention than killing an ordinary person."
Chief John, who had not gone far, had good hearing. He sneered, called a police officer, and pointed at Colin: "Pay attention to this person, Jim."
No one noticed that on the roof not far away, a figure was watching here.
Next to him, Director John came back and patted Jim on the shoulder from behind.
He had to say it as much as possible without being too explicit and without involving himself. It was difficult to control the scale. Fortunately, he was not trying to solve the case, but just aroused Devlin's suspicion. That was enough. After all, there really is another murderer, as long as
If you check it out, you will find clues.
"In my apartment, Mr. Detective mentioned that in addition to stab wounds, the previous deceased also contained toxins in his body. From Mr. Detective's exposed skin, there were no signs of poisoning. Perhaps further pathology and examination are needed.
Serological test? After all, I don’t know the specific manifestations of that poisonous substance or the state of the poisoned person before and after."
Beside him, Officer Jim was already frowning and his eyes were wandering.
Jim quickly said: "Director, you should listen. I think what he said makes sense. Maybe we should investigate in depth?"
"The neighborhood police station does not have such conditions, so we still have to send him there first, but this will make it impossible for the captain to rest in peace immediately..." Devlin murmured to herself.
"The little mouse has no protection but is struggling endlessly. It's so cute. If it faces death again, it may shine with more beauty. Oh, and there is that question. I want to get the answer from him."
Suddenly, he paused and muttered in his heart: "This is too professional, shouldn't I understand it?"
Colin didn't care about this, he had to hurry up, so he pointed to a few footprints beside the trash can and said: "Look, judging from these footprints and step length, apart from the police detective, the other person at the scene is about 1.6 meters long -
1.7 meters, which is much shorter than a police detective. This person has a fast gait, a narrow and shallow footprint, and a large step angle, which shows that he is relatively thin."
"..."
"Are you the one who reported the crime?" Director John understood. "Okay, I'm not an unkind person. I'll give you three minutes. Don't get too close to the body."
Officer Jim couldn't help but take out his small book and started to memorize it. This attracted the attention of the chief not far away.
"I'm careless, I made a mistake. Because of this guy's nosy, many people in the bureau have to work overtime, and even the bonuses at the end of the year may be affected. Forget it, if you encounter such a person, you'd better walk around.
Well, we can’t give him another chance to perform, and it’s best not to see him again in the future.”
Colin asked Devlin: "How do you think a short, thin person can attack, with how much force, and with what weapon, so that in a short period of time, without others being able to detect it, under the police detective's control?"
Such an injury on the head? By the way, the person who slashed his wrists, since he committed crimes many times, must have left traces, and his height can also be determined by foot length and step length, right? Are the two consistent?"
Colin finally noticed him, but did not stop talking. Instead, he pointed at the back of the corpse's head: "The injury to the detective's head was very serious. How much force must have been used to make such a dent? The skull must have been damaged!"
I heard that even for an autopsy, if you want to open a skull, you have to use a concussive blade to saw open the hard skull. Did the previous deceased, I mean the deceased who died from the serial killer, also have such injuries?"
"What do you want to say?" Devlin was startled, then raised her head, tears still flowing.
"But there could be a copycat, not the serial killer..."
"He wants to merge the case as soon as possible to prevent extraneous matters. To be honest, this director is not a bad person except for being greedy, but such a person is most likely to mess up things. For example, now, taking advantage of Devlin's inexperience, he dominates
investigation and report. If he did not have such rich experience, then soon, a specialized organization would come to investigate the scene, instead of stuffing my death into an original difficult case like now. And that case
, it was also a headache in my old department." Jameson's ghost crossed his arms over his chest.
Devlin's cry became slightly quieter. She turned to look at Colin and said intermittently: "You don't understand. This case is unusual. Ordinary police officers will not be involved."
"What's wrong kid?"
Nodding, Colin walked towards the tall director and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Director John."
"Since you know me, you should know that this is not the place you should stay." Director John glared, "If the crime scene is destroyed, you will be in big trouble." He made no intention of shaking hands.
"No, no." Devlin's eyes widened, "A wrist-slitter doesn't need this kind of injury to kill someone! But this... is it because the captain is stronger?"
Devlin was stunned, did not answer, and fell into deep thought.
"The dead gentleman and this lady just talked to me not long ago. Seeing that she was so sad, they couldn't help but come over." Colin took back his hand and opened his mouth to perform a combination of punches. "In addition, I also want to fight with Mueller.
Farewell sir."
Colin said: "When I arrived, the police detective was already dead. The wound on his left hand was oozing blood, indicating that he had not died for a long time. Judging from the wounds, wounds and surrounding marks on his body, it appeared that he had experienced a
There was a fight. On the other hand, I passed by this alley twice after going downstairs, five to seven minutes apart, but I never heard the sound of a fight. What do you think is the reason for this?"
"Thank you."
Therefore, he ended the topic: "You are more experienced than me in this regard, and it is not difficult to verify." Before Devlin could ask the question, he backed away, turned around, and left, leaving behind the woman with a complicated expression, and...
Colin knew he couldn't continue talking. Fortunately, Devlin's performance proved that his efforts were not in vain——
Officer Jim frowned.
"Don't worry, Chief." The police officer nodded.
The police officer also listened carefully, wondering what ridiculous conclusion this man would come to.
On the other side, noticing that Chief John was approaching, Colin sped up his speech: "Don't you think Mr. Detective's expression is too calm? He even seems a little calm. Is there a story behind this? By the way, there are also corpse spots.
…”
Colin shook his head and said: "That's even more strange. Killing the detective will attract more special police officers. This is not something a murderer who can continue to kill and hide his whereabouts can do.
"
"I remember you graduated from medical school," Devlin actually took the initiative to explain to Colin, seeming to agree with Colin's reasoning, "Are you reminding me that it was not the wrist-slitter who killed the captain? It was someone else? But
The captain and I separated, and it was indeed for the wrist-slitter."
"The fight lasted only a short time? But it's unreasonable. With the captain's strength, even if he can be killed, it won't be so easy, let alone..." Devlin wiped her tears and showed doubts.
Director John had a complicated expression. When he saw Devlin who had stopped crying and took out her mobile phone, Director John rubbed his temples.
Old John patted him on the shoulder and then left.
"interesting."
Jim was stunned for a moment, but when he met the director's gaze, he could only lower his head and accept the order, but his fists were clenched tightly.
"Listen," Chief John finally said to Officer Jim, "there are some things we can't get involved in. Serial killer cases are not our business."
At this point, she stopped, waiting for Colin to answer his questions, and when she looked at Colin, she actually had the illusion that the person standing in front of her was the deceased captain.
"This may be a smart person who thinks he can do better than the police." The police chief said with a smile, and then motioned for the dissatisfied police officer to be quiet, "As long as he does not damage the scene or touch the body, you can just watch from the side.
Just think of it as watching a clown's performance."
Old John coughed lightly and walked over.
"You think too much. He is a layman. You can tell by listening to him that he is messy and unorganized." Seeing that Jim was still talking, Director John became impatient. He waved his hand and said, "I have something to give you."
the other side.
Jim, the police officer who was called on the spot, found a corner and eavesdropped with a sneer. Jameson's ghost stood next to him, but did not remind Colin.
The police officer was very young, with a green face. He said in surprise: "I remember him. He is the one who reported the crime. What's wrong? What's wrong with him?"
He glanced at the police officers inside and outside the alley.
"It's not easy to take action at the moment. Let the little mouse live a few more days, spend a few days in fear, and then come to the same ending. Before that, it's a sideshow. Let's deal with that unpleasant and ugly fake first.