Dominance

In the 4th Squadron of the Robbery and Homicide Division, half a year after its establishment, this was the first time that everyone saw Captain Meng En lose his temper.

Old Hunter looked worriedly at the people below.

This is a serious breach of duty.

Anyone who leaks information will 100% be fired and leave a very bad record.

This is not a good thing.

The Fourth Squadron, including the two rookies Dean and Robert, only had five or six people going to the front line.

Remove one more.

In terms of manpower, the pressure will be great.

Everyone in the audience had different expressions.

Lawrence's face was full of worry and entanglement.

Harry, who had always been active, was in a state of confusion.

Robert, the newcomer, was restless.

Phoebe next to Robert lowered her head uncharacteristically.

Even a fool can guess who the leaker is by taking a quick glance.

Just when Munn focused his attention on Phoebe, Dean pushed down Lawrence who wanted to stand up and stood up himself.

Everyone heard the noise and looked at Dean.

Meng En frowned: "Dean, don't sue me, it was you who leaked the secret!"

He is not blind!

"Of course it's not me." Dean said sternly: "But it's definitely not my colleague, the captain. Apart from us, there are also people from the forensics department who know the details of the case. In addition, the murderer knows those details better than us.

, why not them?”

As soon as these words came out.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly changed.

Lawrence's face relaxed.

Yes!

Why not them?

He quickly echoed: "Captain, what Dean said makes sense! Wolfe saw detailed reports on the Internet about the murder of his wife in the hotel. I suspect these were leaked by the murderer on purpose."

The deputy team leader also nodded and added: "The previous reporting phone call was probably made by the murderer on his own initiative, as if to tell us: Look, you stupid donkeys were deceived by me.

Simple crime can no longer satisfy the murderer.

So I think the details of the case were most likely leaked by the murderer on his own initiative."

A moment of silence.

Meng En put his glasses back on, nodded and said, "It makes sense, I will report my guess."

He just needs a decent step so that he can knock on the people below.

As for the truth, Meng En doesn't care.

"Okay, let's talk about the case again."

Meng En held out three fingers: "Guys, we have three days. We still have three days. If there is no result by then, the case will be transferred to the First Squadron.

As for us, we need to pray that the First Squadron can catch the murderer.

Otherwise, the Fourth Squadron will be the scapegoat thrown out to quell public pressure."

After saying that, Meng En turned around and left the conference room.

Looking at Meng En's back as he opened the door and left, the atmosphere that had just relaxed became tense again.

Old Hunter clapped his hands quickly and encouraged everyone: "Three days are enough. The murderer is so arrogant and will definitely continue to take action. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Daisy raised her hands excitedly: "I, the murderer will continue to attack, and he must choose a target. I will continue to go to Sam's Supermarket in the evening."

"Okay, okay, I'll let Robert protect you."

Daisy glanced at Robert, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and nodded with satisfaction.

Robert also said: "Deputy team, although the short suspect is dead, he will definitely not appear at the crime scene for no reason. We may be able to find information about the murderer through his line."

"Yes, as long as the murderer contacts him, he will definitely leave clues. Phoebe, I need you to investigate all the communication information of the suspect during his lifetime, and by the way, urge the forensic department to release the autopsy results as soon as possible."

Old Hunter looked at Lawrence: "Lawrence, you and Dean performed well in the hotel wife murder case. Do you have any good ideas now?"

Lawrence waved his hand: "I don't have any good ideas, but I feel that the murderer may have a low self-esteem in reality. He may have been emotionally injured, knows some knowledge about pharmaceuticals, and knows our methods clearly. If you have any suspicions, you can follow this mentality.

Consider profiling.”

"Oh~ man, do you know how to take psychological tests?" Harry looked at Lawrence with an exaggerated expression, which made Daisy laugh and broke the somewhat depressing atmosphere in the conference room.

Phoebe, who had been silent, also said with a smile: "Harry, don't you know, Lawrence's ex-wife is a psychiatrist and a criminal psychology consultant for the Las Vegas Police Detective Bureau."

Harry opened his mouth: "Find a psychiatrist to be your wife"

Boy, you are very brave!

"If you don't want to eat Texas Iron Fist, just shut your mouth!" Lawrence clenched his fist until it made a crunching sound, and Harry was so frightened that he quickly made a zipper shape on his mouth.

Only then did Dean learn that Lawrence was a redneck and had a psychiatrist's ex-wife.

No wonder he understands the derivation of criminal psychology.

You hear and see every day, and feel the VIP service that your ex-wife treats criminals and patients. Don’t you understand?

Old Hunter watched with satisfaction as everyone restored their morale.

He looked at Dean, who was sitting at the back: "Dean, do you have any good suggestions or ideas? What you just said was very good."

Dean knocked on the table: "Have you ever considered something?"

"What?"

"A common trait among victims!"

Dean stood up, and under Lawrence's surprised gaze, walked to the position that originally belonged to Meng En, pulled out the drawing board, and wrote the names of the first three victims on it.

"In addition to being tall and beautiful, these three people are not in very good economic conditions. According to previous understandings of the people around them, the three victims have simple private lives, no chaotic social interactions, and they all have fitness

Habits, very self-disciplined.”

"Isn't this normal? Self-discipline is just because they love life." Daisy interrupted Dean and pointed at herself: "Do you think that beautiful ladies will have chaos in their private lives?"

"Then why aren't they chips?" Dean asked.

He looked at the men in the conference room: "Guys, if a lady who is beautiful, has a good figure, is self-disciplined in life, and has a good reputation among friends and colleagues around her, suddenly has an intersection with you, will you?

Will your heart be moved, or even fall?"

Don't wait for anyone's answer.

Dean then wrote "Rose Gym" behind the three names and connected them with lines:

"Lawrence and I discovered that the victim had towels from this gym at his home.

through investigation.

All three victims were members of the gym.

The towel fibers found in their mouths were made of exactly the same material as the towels issued by the gym.

The interesting part is the geographical location.

Ruosi Gym is more than seven kilometers away from the residences of the three victims, and the cost is high, which is a big burden for them.

There are obviously more cost-effective gyms nearby.

Guess why they go there?"

"Fishing Kaizi."

Lawrence learned and put it into practice, and took out what Dean had told him before: "A self-disciplined man will not have too bad achievements, and the high consumption in the gym has raised the threshold to a certain extent, and he took the initiative to help the victims identify prey.

"

"Is there such a good place?" Harry swallowed.

Go to Ruos Gym and pretend.

Wouldn't that high-quality girl take the initiative to pounce on you?

Robert, who was also a newcomer, was a little surprised: "Dean, since you found these clues, why didn't you tell them before?"

Dean shook his finger: "Every clue points in a direction. Since everyone is focusing on Sam's Supermarket, I'm not sure if there are any clues at the gym, so naturally it's hard to tell you to distract you."

"Dean, you mean you found a new clue?" Old Hunter's eyes flashed.
To be continued...