North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

American tattoo culture is very interesting.

For example, a spider web is a kind of prison tattoo, which means that the person has been in prison for a long time; a tear mole, which means that the person has killed someone, or mourns a dead relative or friend.

besides.

Tattoos are also part of the regional gang culture.

This will make gang members feel inheritance and identity, and it is also used to show off and intimidate their peers, forming a class hierarchy.

I heard Harry say that the tattoo photo belonged to Las Vegas, the symbol of the members of the Turing Gang.

Dean finally remembered.

He was indeed in Vegas and saw that tattoo!

Remember Santoni?

This person is a former forensic doctor of the Los Angeles Forensics Department. After giving Dean's father a fake autopsy report, he left the job and disappeared, and was finally discovered by Mars.

Mas also died unexpectedly when he went to see Santoni.

After Dean knew what had happened at the time, he sneaked into Santoni's house secretly for safety reasons, but unexpectedly discovered that someone had entered inside ahead of time.

He hid in the dark, and finally saw two people coming out, and made a note of their characteristics.

Those two people had tattoos of the Turing Gang!

Afterwards, because Dean accidentally found a heavy gun in Santoni's garage, he pretended to be a thief and quietly called the police to muddy the water there.

And in order to avoid exposing his existence.

Dean did not find anyone to investigate the identities of the two people.

Did not expect to go round and round.

I met the Turing Gang again.

"Could it be because of the heavy artillery? The forces behind Santoni found out after the investigation that the two members of the Turing Gang had entered Santoni's residence before the incident. They suspected that they reported it, so...killed them all." Someone from the Turing Gang?"

Dean thought of the missiles he saw that day, and felt that his guess seemed reliable.

Heavy guns are out.

Playing with missiles is also normal.

"It's so cruel, I feel like I can't defeat this unknown force even if I have a panel." Dean murmured to himself.

Just when he was in a daze.

Neil's little head came out of the bed and pressed against Dean's chest: "You seem to have something on your mind."

"Yes." Dean showed helplessness: "Some things happened in Los Angeles, and I have to go back as soon as possible."

"So are you leaving me?" Neil looked at Dean with big eyes without blinking, looking at the cute and clingy, sticky and sticky, but in fact the little hands under the quilt had already climbed up the high pole.

This is not a weak woman with no strength to restrain a chicken.

Dean already tried it yesterday.

foreseeable.

If he answered carelessly, he would suffer the pain of being broken.

Face deadly threats.

Dean was unflappable in the face of danger, and his nimble fingers came first, overturning mountains and seas, and easily took off Neil's strength, causing her to cry out in defeat.

Threat removed.

While speeding up the pace of attack, Dean reassured him: "This matter is related to Mas' death. As his good brother, I have been thinking about avenging him, even if this will make me miss your sharp arrow again." pierced my heart all over, and I have to go too."

"Dean~"

Neil's eyes were misty, and she pressed her forward

In the end, Neal still didn't decide to go to Los Angeles with Dean now.

She is a woman with her own mind.

Dean didn't force it either.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

Dean returned to the Los Angeles Police Department in his even more dilapidated second-hand car.

The office of the Fourth Squadron was as empty as usual.

"Daisy, where are the guys?"

Dean glanced around and walked up to Daisy who was wearing a mask and watching a talk show.

"Hey, Dean, I'm glad to see you're okay." Daisy stood up in surprise: "There was a murder, it seems to be Harry's friends, and they all went out to investigate."

"Can you tell me briefly?"

Harry is not in the police station now, Dean had to ask Daisy.

She is the clerk of the Fourth Squadron, and she is the first person to know about all the murder cases that the Fourth Squadron takes over.

"There are very few clues."

Daisy picked up a document on her desk, flipped through it a few times and said, "The deceased's name is Annan, Chinese, forged false certificates for a living, but he is not very courageous, mainly serving some black workers, he was found dead this morning In the parking lot."

"Harry and him are friends. We know that Annan has a habit of trading in the parking lot every time he receives an order. We finally locked these two people through the monitoring of the parking lot."

Daisy handed over two blurry photos.

Dean took a look and found that both of them were black, and their faces could not be seen clearly, only traces of tattoos could be seen through the bare skin.

However, the physical characteristics of the two men are obvious.

Through the contrast of the surrounding cars.

One person is as tall as a black bear, at least nearly two meters.

The other person was much thinner, standing in front of his companions, like an underage doll.

This is exactly the same as the two people Dean saw at the beginning, and their physical characteristics are exactly the same!

"Interesting, these two people actually ran from Las Vegas to Los Angeles. I don't know if it was because of this reason that the unlucky Turing Gang was wiped out by that unknown force."

Dean was lost in thought.

Although the place where the Las Vegas highway was bombarded by missiles is a remote place, it is not a trivial matter for missile attacks to occur in cities.

Until the day passed.

The media in Las Vegas, whether it is TV or newspapers, did not have any relevant reports, only those who experienced it on the Internet spoke out.

But there is no picture and no truth, and there is no splash at all.

Obviously, there was an invisible big hand that suppressed this matter.

Reminiscent of the heavy artillery in the previous war, which appeared in the residential area of ​​Las Vegas. I am afraid that there are high-level American military officials involved in it!

Dean didn't dare to continue exploring.

will die!

Think here.

Dean immediately decided to conceal his knowledge of the faces of the two Turing Gang members.

The unknown forces that killed the Turing Gang will find these two people sooner or later.

The forensic doctor Santoni who falsified the truth about Dean's father's death is theirs.

Who can guarantee that there is no person from that unknown force in the current police department?

As long as Dean got involved, no matter what excuses he made, he would eventually risk getting burned.

The relationship between him and Harry is not so good yet.

Converge your mind.

Dean put down the photo: "Daisy, I'm going to find Harry to see if I can help you."

"Okay, I'm going to be left alone here again." Daisy sat down again with some reluctance: "You can call Harry directly, if he doesn't answer, you can call Lawrence, they are together. "

Dean nodded and was about to leave.

Sudden.

Jingle Bell.

The landline on Daisy's desk rang.

Daisy quickly grabbed Dean: "I'm afraid you won't be able to leave, Dean."

This landline is connected to the reporting center. Once it rings, it means another murder has happened!

Everyone first relieve their hunger.

There is one more chapter, but it will definitely be posted at two or three o'clock, or I may save it until tomorrow morning, so you can read it tomorrow.

Thank you for your understanding and comfort today.

Good night, brothers.