You call this a coroner in North America?

While waiting for support.

Brian smoked a cigarette and thought about the identity of the murderer.

Green is worried about subsequent retaliation.

He had heard some news from Las Vegas.

The identity of the black policeman Ladd, whom Brian killed this time, is not simple.

The other party is an operations team leader of the Las Vegas Drug Enforcement Agency. He belongs to the lowest level leadership of the federal anti-drug department of the DEA. He is not just a simple employee.

This is also the reason why the other party is so arrogant.

It can be said.

If it weren't for the fact that this was Los Angeles, Ladd, who was shot in the head by Brian, could have directly mobilized a team of dozens of armed men to forcibly suppress the Helen Gang without having to show up at all.

Boss Brian would kill such a person at will, and he didn't know if he could withstand it.

At this time, Green didn't know what NW's one-third of an acre in Los Angeles County meant. He still thought about it from the perspective of an ordinary person.

Brian didn't give any extra explanation.

Some things only impress you after you have experienced them.

The things that happened before seemed numerous, but in fact, the time that passed did not last long.

It was more than ten minutes after Brian pressed the sequence watch to call for help.

A large number of police cars rushed into this small and silent slum.

Green, who was worried, saw that Brian didn't respond, so he took the initiative to greet him and tell him what happened.

Not long after.

All firearms and other items at the scene were confiscated and sealed.

Brian's bullet-proof vest, which was riddled with bullet holes, also became an important piece of evidence and was collected.

The unlucky ones of Helen's gang, including those who were dead, and witnesses of this internal conflict, were also pulled into police cars by a group of people and taken to a nearby police station.

Because Brian was a regular employee of the NW Operations Department, Ladd and his group were from Las Vegas.

The people handling this incident were directly sent down by people from the NW Ministry of Internal Affairs to investigate.

Thus, Brian suffered his first temporary suspension.

before suspension.

Brian called Ivan and asked him to investigate Sherrick, the deceased in the massacre, and obtain a list of staff at the stolen goods warehouse to see who had recently resigned.

According to the confessions of the anti-narcotics police, it was an internal employee of the warehouse who leaked the information to Sherrick.

The logic of this matter is very clear.

Sherrick got greedy and took things that didn't belong to him. The person who revealed his information used Sherrick to attract firepower, then followed him to Los Angeles and found Sherrick's home.

There are still doubts here.

But as long as the person who revealed the information to Sherrick is found, the murderer of this murder case can basically be identified.

Jurisdiction branch.

A bruised and bruised Caroline and a middle-aged man wearing glasses sat across from Brian.

Seeing Brian, Caroline wanted to say something sarcastic, but the pain in her body kept reminding her that Brian knew a little bit about fists and kicks, and it would be very painful to hit someone.

After considering that I am not very resistant to being beaten.

Caroline chose to be an honest and good baby.

The middle-aged man put a recorder between the two parties: "Hello, Clerk Brian, I am Investigator House from the NW Internal Affairs Department, and this is my assistant Caroline, now for"

After some friendly exchanges.

The investigator named House put away the recorder and directly returned Brian's police badge and gun.

Brian was a little surprised: "I haven't finished this matter yet. Don't I need to rest for a few days first?"

House shook his head: "There is a lot of pressure on cases in Los Angeles right now. We also know very clearly what happened during this conflict. People from the Drug Enforcement Bureau in Las Vegas also called and wanted to handle this case in a low-key manner. So, forget about it, we can’t let outsiders bully our own people.”

After hearing this, Brian felt quite happy.

He was forced to conduct tests before, which caused his body to be exposed to radiation. He also felt that NW was acting very overbearing and was very unhappy.

Now join in and become one of the bullies.

At least for now.

Brian was feeling pretty good.

In the end, he became the person he hated the most.

the next day.

Brian returned to the B6 team's office with Green, who had not slept well, and Thirteen, who was thirsty, hungry, and aggrieved because he had been locked in the car all night, and had been holding in his daddy all night.

See them coming.

Ivan, who had already received the news, wanted to take the opportunity to give Brian a warm welcome hug.

Brian decisively refused.

Ivan had no choice but to look at the ignorant Green.

This guy was considerate. Although he didn't understand why Brian rejected Ivan's enthusiasm, in order not to embarrass Ivan, he still stepped forward and accepted Ivan's bear hug.

Feeling the strength of the man in his arms, Ivan let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

He loosened his hands and said to Brian:

“After I received your message last night, I called the Las Vegas Police Department directly to request assistance in the investigation.

They are very perfunctory.

I thought it would take a few days before I heard anything.

I don't know why.

They sent over the investigation information early this morning. It seems that I misunderstood them. "

Upon hearing this, Brian shrugged and wrote lightly: "Maybe they just heard about me today."

"whats the matter?"

Ivan still doesn’t know what happened last night.

"I directly killed the three J drug policemen who came over from them, and I got some dirty information over there. I guess this is a sign of goodwill to us, otherwise the news would be leaked and they would be embarrassed."

Brian briefly talked about what happened last night, and Ivan, a tough guy, let out a girlish exclamation.

He was a little emotional and distressed.

Ivan still prefers the kind Brian before.

When Brian first came here, he was such a polite and gentle kid.

As a result, he followed the team leader Susan on a few field trips and turned into the cruel and bloodthirsty autopsy examiner he is now.

Susan is really evil!

Brian doesn't know the little things in Ivan's heart.

As he flipped through the information sent from Las Vegas, his eyes lit up.

found it!

According to the data, the warehouse company lost a temporary employee on the 16th of last month, and a regular employee disappeared on the 28th of last month, the day before yesterday.

The missing employee should be the warehouse employee who sold the information to Sherrick.

The other party's disappearance must be at the hands of Ladd's group of anti-narcotics policemen.

The temporary worker who resigned was Brian's main target.

Sherrick held a warehouse auction on the 15th of last month.

Temporary workers will check out on the 16th and leave.

The suspicion is high.

Brian began to look carefully at the temporary worker's information.

According to the information, the temporary worker's full name is Hader Dion, a 31-year-old Mexican, 193cm tall, who works in a warehouse company and is responsible for heavy physical labor such as loading and unloading. He is single and has no criminal record.

At the end of the information, there is a half-length photo.

In the photo, there is a Mexican man with a simple face, a slightly crooked mouth, his face is not very symmetrical, and he doesn't look very smart.

The first time Brian saw the symptoms on the other person's face, he was sure that the other person was the person he was looking for, and he was also the Mexican guy that Sherrick was obsessed with!

He took Hader Dion's information and came to Green who was looking at the case:

"Man, this guy should be the murderer of the family murder case. Send the photo fax to all the police stations in the jurisdiction, and tell the patrol officers that the first person to find this guy can get a quarter of the reward for solving the case, but let's They be careful, this guy is dangerous."

"Okay, Boss Brian."

Green nodded, put away the case, and walked out the door with the information.

After Green left.

The family extermination case was stagnant, and there were no new cases. Brian was bored and pressed Shisan, who was running around, in front of the computer for today's preschool education. After instructing him to attend class honestly, he was ready to go and solve the two cases from yesterday. For the body found in the case, please make up the autopsy report.

When going down.

Brian happened to bump into Glenn whistling back to the office.

This guy seems to be in a good mood.

"Hey Glenn, you look like you're lucky?"

Brian said hello.

When Glenn saw it was Brian, he said with a relaxed expression: "No, I won the bid. Genital warts. The doctor said it was discovered early, so you don't have to suffer too much. It's just that I can't pull out carrots recently."

"That sounds good. At least you can rest for a while."

Glenn sighed: "Yes, fortunately, after the doctor knew that I had X addiction, he introduced me to a massage program from the country of shemales, called dragon root grasping. I heard that it has miraculous effects. I am going to get off work today. Just give it a try.”

"Well, good luck to you."

Brian patted Glenn on the shoulder with a strange expression and went to the underground anatomy room.

Looking at Brian's back disappearing down the stairs, Glenn looked confused.

What do you mean wish me good luck?

The new assistant, Thom, was huddled here playing games when Brian pulled him into a strong position.

When hanging up.

In the headset, there was also the cursing voice of the old guy Harden.

A few seconds.

Thom's family was told to close their accounts four or five times by Old Harden, and the scolding was very unpleasant.

"Are you playing with old Harden?" Brian was a little surprised.

Old Harden, an old guy, didn't expect to have such a bad mouth when playing games.

Thom nodded: "He is quite powerful, and I also discovered that Old Harden's computer skills must be very powerful, maybe he is a master."

Brian was disapproving.

Old Harden has old arms and legs, and his car is still a classic car that has been driven for many years. Apart from dressing up in a more fashionable style, he is completely an old guy who has not kept up with the times. What kind of computer expert can he be.

Thom used to be a scene investigator for the Bureau of Forensic Medicine and also worked as a police detective. He was no stranger to traces of corpses, but he was a bit muggle when it came to anatomy.

Under Brian's guidance.

It took several hours.

It took two people to finish handling the four corpses brought back from the two cases yesterday.

During this period, Thom also vomited once.

There is no way, in the murder case, the child died miserably. He was stuffed into the oven while he was still alive. Not only is the death look unbearable, but the special smell also makes anyone who smells it want to vomit. .

The murderer is a pure beast.

Thom was a little uncomfortable dissecting a corpse for the first time.

Brian is a little annoyed too!

NW Operations Division, which replaced the homicide investigative authority of the Detective Bureau.

corresponding.

As the coroner of Group B6, Brian needs to take these autopsy reports to court when he sentences the murderer, and uses his professionalism to ensure the fairness of the case in front of the judge and jury.

What to say.

In fact, it is just a formality.

After all, this link used to be handled separately by forensic doctors from the Forensic Medicine Bureau and detectives from the Police Detective Bureau, so impartiality can still be guaranteed.

Now it is Brian who is responsible for solving the case + testifying.

This is equivalent to guaranteeing yourself.

Chunchun takes off his pants and farts, which is unnecessary.

It's calm today.

There was no news about the Mexican guy from the police station.

It was rare for everyone to get off work on time.

Return to the apartment.

Thirteen was very excited, sniffing everywhere, and squeezed out a few drops in the corridor without peeing, so that her fresh scent could be re-filled with the territory, and the dog barked a few times.

After Brian ate some food, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Currently, his physique is at a bottleneck.

Brian plans to go to the hospital whenever he has nothing to do in the future to earn more gift energy and break through the bottleneck as soon as possible.

It's past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Green called:

“Boss Brian, that Mexican guy named Hader showed up.

Hader drank without paying at the bar and beat someone up. The bartender called the police. When the colleague on duty went there and found out that he was our target, he took Hader to the police station and locked him up, and then beat me. Telephone. "

"knew!"

Brian put on his clothes, left Thirteen to look after the house, and hurried to the police station.

He thought it would take some time to find Hader, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth.

I hope there won't be any bloody reversal.