"Little Mike must have lied to me. He is a twelve-year-old child who has hardly ever contacted the outside world. How could he kill Mike Smith?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!”

For the ancient traditions of their family, purification is the ultimate painful murder.

A child will definitely not do this!

Ona shook her head and lay down on the sofa, curled up her body, which was even more majestic than ordinary men.

The sunlight at noon shines through the glass window and falls on the wide back.

There is no warm sunshine.

There is only one lonely middle-aged woman, helplessness and fear that has nowhere to be released.

Twisted bloodlines will only give birth to twisted offspring.

perhaps.

They are not worthy of the power to reproduce.

On the other side.

On the way, Harry was bored and asked about Dean's experience at Mike Smith's Villa.

He was very unhappy with the female hero, and the other party also had a sign of the "Source of Pain" organization on his neck, so he also felt that the other party was suspected.

After all, Ona's physique, let alone using pulleys to lift Mike Smith, even hanging him up with her hands, is probably a breeze!

Dean is sorting out the clues found so far. When he heard Harry's words, he smiled and said, "Do you suspect that Ona killed Mike Smith?"

"Yes!", Harry said it well:

“First of all, Ona has this ability!

She is also a believer of the "source of pain", which shows that she has a good understanding of medieval torture instruments.

Secondly, Ona has this motivation!

Mike Smith had only one twelve-year-old autistic son. Once he died, the remaining property fell into the hands of the sole guardian Ona.”

Harry's words are rough and not rough.

People who are proficient in medieval torture instruments are really rare in modern society.

There are also motives that match the killing method.

Normal case-solving process.

These two points are enough for Dean and others to focus on investigating Ona's suspicion.

Dean directly rejected Ona's suspicion: "She is not the murderer, the torture must be backfired and his mind will sink. However, Ona does not have these characteristics. In fact, I doubt Mike Smith's son Xiaomake."

"That child who is only twelve years old and still has autism?" Harry exclaimed.

Dean nodded:

"This is just a kind of intuition. The eyes are the windows of the soul. Although I have not looked directly at his eyes, I have seen photos of him when I was a child.

The child's eyes are either pure or full of curiosity.

But Xiao Mike's eyes were only indifferent.

This may be my illusion, but I do think he is not autistic, but emotionally deficient.

This is also a mental illness. It is born without empathy and cannot understand joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. However, it can always maintain absolute rationality and only do what you think is right, and.

The IQ is generally not low!”

This disease was seen by Dean from the book given to him by Anthony.

Mind reading is not omnipotent.

It will lose its effect on some sophisticated people or in some rare cases.

This includes people with emotional deficiencies.

This type of people is very rare, but because they will not be disturbed by external objects, no matter what they do, they can achieve great success in the end.

Moreover, because they view and understand all kinds of things in this world, they are not disturbed by external objects, and often reach the essence directly. After long-term training, they have high learning efficiency.

To put it another way, among these people, the proportion of geniuses is very high!

Harry shook his head after hearing Dean's popular science: "This is too exaggerated, Dean."

"If a twelve-year-old child can easily kill an adult, then will I live to a dog in the past twenty years?"

Dean sneered: "You have a very accurate understanding of yourself. To add, you should have lived to Teddy."

Harry: "..."

The two were having fun.

Harry drove an off-road vehicle to an area that was a little different from the outside world.

This is a slum in Los Angeles.

There are actually big differences between slums and slums.

This difference is divided by race.

For example, the slums where Italians gather are relatively safe, but extremely xenophobic.

The same is true for other races.

After all, in foreign countries, in order to survive better, people will have the idea of ​​joining the group to keep warm.

Except for black people.

Because their source is too complicated.

There are localized blacks, tribal brothers from different African countries, and people who immigrated from mainland Europe to make a living

Therefore, the communities they gather in are even more chaotic and disorderly than ordinary slums, and there are often frequent teenage gangs, adult gangs, regional gangs, and fighting each other with streets.

Not to mention the patrolman.

Even ordinary black people, without friends, dare not enter such a community during the day.

Because you may have entered in the morning, people will appear in an underground organ hospital in the afternoon, becoming a cold corpse that is pulled out of cremation at any time.

Yes, the organ hospitals here are more humane.

They will pull the body to a funeral home run by the gang to perform one-stop cremation and ash service.

Dean noticed.

Since Harry entered here, his expression has become much more nervous!

"Harry, you made me nervous like this." Dean teased casually.

He is now wearing a portable body armor, two guns around his waist, one gun on his shoulder, and no less than six magazines. As long as he is not caught by the automatic rifle, he will fight in and out and stage a bloody gang here, which is probably not a big problem.

Harry was very upset: "Damn it, I originally wanted to get close to here and ask my friend to borrow a broken car and come in. But I got very excited when I talked to you. I didn't pay attention, Dean, you better be careful, we have been targeted."

Dean glanced at the dry, black and thin boy, girl and child on the roadside, nodded, and said no more.

The feeling here gives him a bit of the taste of living in Colombia in his previous life.

The kids there may ask you for candy, but then take out a pistol from behind, kill you, and then search for the body directly.

Fortunately, Dean's off-road is probably valuable, shocking the greedy eyes that were hurrying in the dark.

No accident happened until the off-road vehicle was parked down a dilapidated two-story building.

Arrived here.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief: "The gang members were injured and it was very troublesome to treat them, so everyone would have a consensus that they could not make trouble near the clinic. It should be safe before we go out!"

While talking.

A dry black girl came over and said, "There is no parking here."

Harry rolled down the window and smiled at the little girl: "Hey, beauty, I am a friend with a big dick. My brother was injured and it was inconvenient to move, so he wanted to ask a doctor to go for surgery."

The black girl saw Harry's complexion and nodded: "Okay, I'll call the doctor."

After saying that, she walked into the small dilapidated building in front.

Waiting while.

Dean glanced at the rearview mirror, frowned, and took out his pistol from his waist: "Harry, have you ever killed anyone?"

Harry:???

Thank you to the 'jasonmeng' book friend for giving you a reward of 1,000 books and coins, and thank you to the boss!

Thanks to the book friends of the ‘Red Cell 2002’ for their rewards, and thanks to the boss!

Two chapters, nine thousand words.

Good night.
Chapter completed!