Come to the forensics department.

After asking the doorman, Dean took a deep breath, carried a Big Mac hamburger set, and walked towards the morgue three.

The Los Angeles Forensic Bureau is an independent agency under the Detective Bureau, responsible for various material examinations, autopsies, and the issuance of authoritative reports on clues.

It can be said.

When detectives catch criminals and want to convict them, they often need support from the forensics department's report.

This support is very flexible.

If you have a good relationship, you will feel comfortable solving crimes.

If the relationship is not good, things will get stuck and feel uncomfortable.

Dean's current behavior, whether right or wrong, would embarrass the boss of the forensics department if exposed.

If not necessary.

Dean didn't want that either.

But Bill fits the murderer so well.

Bill is a forensic doctor, and he is probably more professional than Dean, a former scavenger, in cleaning up traces. He is also familiar with the human body, proficient in medicine, and can clearly grasp the time when the victim is awake.

Considering Bill's unusual hobbies and abnormal body shape, he is easily discriminated against and isolated, which fits the psychological profile of the murderer deduced by him and Lawrence.

The key is that the timing of Bill's appearance and disappearance in Rose's gym was too coincidental.

So many coincidences together.

Even though Bill was a fat man of over 300 pounds, with a conspicuous figure and limited mobility, Dean still regarded him as the first suspect.

after all.

Who can be sure that there is only one murderer?

If you seriously summon Bill, you are undoubtedly asking for trouble.

So Dean planned to test the situation first and see if he could alert the enemy and deceive Bill.

Mortuary No. 3 is located on the third underground floor.

The corridor is brightly lit, the surrounding walls are wrapped in steel, and the overall atmosphere looks a lot like the evil laboratory in the movie.

When Dean arrived, through the glass in the corridor, he saw Bill and a small man, with their backs to the corridor, concentrating on the dissection of a female corpse.

He stood in front of the glass and looked at it carefully.

The little man was thin, wearing a white coat and a mask. He stood in front of a cart filled with tools. He seemed to be Bill's assistant.

Next to the dissection table, there is a huge light beam similar to that of an operating room. There is also a video equipment on the side below the light beam.

Bill and his assistant did not communicate during the entire process.

But the two of them cooperated tacitly.

As soon as Bill raised his hand, the little assistant could put the tool Bill wanted into his hand.

I waited for about ten minutes.

Bill stopped, stayed in front of the camera for a moment, and walked to the cleaning room on the side.

The little assistant stepped forward, picked up a camera, and took pictures of the internal organs removed from the female corpse one by one. Then he put them back into the female corpse, picked up a needle and thread, and carefully sewed them up.

Dean then took the package in his hand, pushed open the door, and walked in.

Hear movement.

The little assistant stopped his sewing and looked up at the door: "Who are you?"

"I'm Dean, coming to see Bill to fulfill my promise." Dean raised the Big Mac bag in his hand: "Isn't Bill here?"

I heard I was looking for Bill.

The little man pointed to the female corpse under him: "He just finished his work and went to take a shower. You wait nearby."

After saying that, he lowered his head and got busy again.

Dean put the things on the table and leaned over: "Is this a newly discovered murder case? Which squadron of the Homicide Department is responsible for it?"

"Yes, an eighteen-year-old girl from the Bear Country was found dead on the roadside this morning. People from the Second Squadron are responsible. This is a troublesome job." The little man was very talkative and did not hide what he knew.

information.

Dean asked curiously: "Why bother?"

The little man quickly tied a knot on the girl's white and tender abdomen, stood up and said: "Because this is a wandering warbler. The wandering warblers in the Woolly Bear Country here are basically controlled by the Woolly Bear Gang. They can only solve problems by themselves, but will not cooperate with the police.

Exploring.”

He put down the tools, looked at Dean carefully, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Holtz, Bill's assistant. You must be a rookie, right?"

"Yes, I just joined the Fourth Squadron two days ago." Dean shrugged.

"Then you are really unlucky." Holtz took off his gloves and mask, revealing a rather delicate face: "I heard that the Fourth Squadron was overwhelmed by a case."

Hearing this, Dean deliberately lowered his head to look at the naked female corpse in front of him, pretending to be disdainful and said: "It's very troublesome, but we are about to lock down the murderer. He is very cunning, but because he is too arrogant, he has exposed too much."

Talking room.

From the corner of his eye, he kept paying attention to Holtz's expression.

"Congratulations then." Holtz took out a large piece of white cloth from the cart and covered the female body: "I'm going to get busy first. I look forward to your good news."

Finished.

He waved to Dean, pushed the cart, and walked into a small room.

"Looking normal~"

Dean withdrew his gaze, walked to the small table and sat down.

On the table, in addition to the Big Mac set he brought, there was also a half-eaten beef burger.

The half-cooked beef and spilled blood stained the green vegetables reminded Dean of the internal organs of the female corpse he just saw.

I can eat this thing in this kind of environment.

Dean can only say that forensic doctors are not normal people.

Buzz~

The sound of disinfectant blowing came from the shower room.

As the iron door opens.

Bill put on a new set of clothes and returned to the morgue.

"Hello, Bill, I'm Dean, Lawrence's companion. I bothered you last time with the towel fiber identification." Dean stood up and greeted warmly.

Bill glanced at Dean indifferently and saw the Big Mac hamburger set bag on the table, and then a smile appeared on his fat face: "I thought Lawrence would not fulfill his promise until the case is over."

"That's almost it. We already have the general identity of the murderer. If nothing else, the case will be resolved within a day or two at most." Dean used the same words to test.

How to know.

Bill's face showed a sarcastic look: "I think you should find your next home in advance."

"What?" Dean looked confused: "Bill, I don't understand what you are saying."

The chair made an unbearable creaking sound.

Bill sat down with difficulty, opened the Big Mac burger set, glanced around, and said dissatisfied: "Where's the tomato juice? Lawrence actually forgot that I love to drink tomato juice!"

"Sorry, I bought this. I'll make it up for you when I come over next time, but you need to answer my questions first."

Dean had determined at this moment that Bill did not have the qualifications to break into the house and commit the crime.

It is already very difficult for Bill to complete the work of the Forensic Section every day. It is impossible to have the energy to rush around and commit crimes at night. It is also difficult to cover up the traces of such a body's actions.

"Remember, otherwise I won't help you next time." Bill muttered a few words, and then explained: "It will be difficult for your case to come to a conclusion!"

"I saw the corpse of the suspect you sent over before. The autopsy results showed that he died of cerebral congestion. The report will be sent to your squadron later, but I think he died of murder!"

"Murder with cerebral congestion"

A flash of light flashed through Dean's mind: "Bill, are you saying that the suspect was killed using resonance?"

The human body is far more fragile than imagined.

If someone is proficient in mechanics, they can gently tap the head to cause some of the tiny blood vessels in the skull to break, causing cerebral hemorrhage.

Bill looked at Dean in surprise: "Few people know this."

Dean had learned similar covert murder techniques in his previous life, but naturally he couldn't say that, so he could only say: "I have seen reports on similar crime cases."

Bill nodded and continued: "There are no obvious marks on the body. To be able to do this, the murderer is not only proficient in mechanics, but also has a good understanding of the human body structure.

Generally, this method will be used together with drugs to avoid errors.

The body was discovered promptly, but no traces of drugs were found inside, indicating that the murderer was also very proficient in pharmacy."

Bill smiled: "Dean, a highly intelligent criminal who leaves no trace and is proficient in mechanics, human body science, and pharmacy. Even if he is caught, do you think he will leave you with evidence to convict him?"
To be continued...