Chapter 47 This is the slaughterhouse! (Please follow up)

Entered the villa.

Dean immediately noticed something unusual.

Although the interior of the villa is not empty, there is not a single piece of valuable furniture or appliances visible. This is obviously an abnormal situation in a single-family villa worth more than two million US dollars!

Go through the living room.

Dean came to where the helper had fallen.

This is a bar counter.

There were still fresh blood stains on the corner of the bar.

The waiter must have been in this position at the time. He failed to stabilize his body and hit his head on the corner of the bar. He was injured and fainted.

Dean knelt down and looked carefully.

On the side of the bar near the ground, there were traces of blood spattering upwards. The blood was bright red and relatively fresh. It should have been thrown up when the helper fell down. This is a normal trace.

Sudden.

Dean's vision was fixed in the corner far away from the bar.

There were also a few inconspicuous drops of blood there.

The shape of the blood drop is like a water drop pointing downward, and is black and red in the form of coagulation.

This trace has been around for some time.

Definitely not left by a helper!

Combined with the previous findings.

At this time, Dean already had a premonition in his heart.

This is another murder!

However, a single trace may have been left behind by the owner's family in the past, so it cannot be concluded that a murder occurred here.

Dean stood up and looked around carefully.

soon.

He found similar coagulated blood stains on the living room fireplace and walls, and even on the ceiling, there were blood spots thrown up. The area involved was so wide that it covered most of the villa!

This is no longer an accidental injury, it can be explained clearly!

Dean concluded that there must have been a brutal fight here, which was why the blood stains were so widely distributed!

"Looks like we have work to do again!"

Dean took out his cell phone and called Lawrence.

"Dean, are you back?" Lawrence's surroundings sounded a bit noisy and there were shouts of hawkers, as if they were in a store.

"Yes, I'm back." Dean didn't explain too much: "If it's convenient, you can come to Villa No. 76 in the Themeda neighborhood. A murder should have occurred here."

"Okay, let me talk to Harry."

hang up the phone.

Dean started hanging out in the living room.

The environment here looks a bit dirty.

The housekeeper obviously didn't do a good job cleaning when he stayed here.

In some open areas, the marks left by the dust can be clearly seen. Not long ago, furniture, home appliances and other objects were stored here.

When he reached the window, Dean stopped.

The traces on the two pieces of glass in the middle look much cleaner compared to the surrounding glass.

Take into account the hygienic condition of the house.

Dean guessed that the two panes of glass were not cleaner because they were wiped, but that they had been replaced recently.

Some particularly small glass shards can be seen in the recesses where the windows face the interior of the house, indicating that the glass was broken from the outside.

With these in mind, Dean prepared to go upstairs and take a look.

at this time.

Bald patrolman Hawke came to the door with a bit of schadenfreude on his face: "Dean, the people from the forensics department are here, but they look very unhappy, haha."

Because a dead dog was found, people from the forensics department were called over, which makes everyone angry.

Dean didn't care and walked outside the house.

There were not many people in the forensic department, only three men and one woman. One of them, he even knew, was Bill's assistant Holtz.

Apparently, he started doing field work.

Dean originally wanted to say hello to Holtz.

The middle-aged man in front of Holtz stopped him first and said in a bad tone: "Man, don't tell me that you called us over just because a dead dog was found in the yard! You

Do you regard us as your subordinates?"

"Calm down!" Holtz recognized Dean, turned pale with fright, and quickly stopped his companion: "This is Dean!"

"Dean!" x3.

A unanimous exclamation came from the mouths of Holtz's three companions.

The middle-aged man who stopped in front of Dean turned pale with fright and could not speak clearly: "Sorry, Detective Dean, what I said just now was a bit extreme. I. I mean, you need us.

Whatever you do, just ask!"

Dean was completely stunned by the reactions of these people.

But it’s a good thing that the tool man can cooperate with him.

He nodded with a kind smile: "I just conducted a preliminary survey in the house and found a lot of blood stains that were not cleaned up here, so I want you to conduct further inspections. It would be better if the time and distribution range could be determined.

"

"No problem, no problem!"

The four people returned to the car obediently, took out various instruments, and walked into the lobby of the villa.

Hawke on the side looked at Dean suspiciously: "I have never seen this group of people so polite and obedient. Man, are you using witchcraft?"

"They probably respect me as a person. After all, I'm known as a five-star good citizen of Los Angeles." As Dean spoke, he subconsciously touched the pistol at his waist.

Every 11.43mm bullet here is a strong guarantee of his good character!

"As a person?" Hawke's eyes were even more suspicious: "Sorry, I think I may need to check my nose, because I only smell the smell of bad guys from you."

"Get out!" Dean gave Hawke a middle finger: "Hoke, can you help me get the information about the family of the owner of Villa 76? It would be better if you could know their relationship with each other."

"No problem, I'm looking forward to the credit you can share with us." Hawke readily picked up the CALL machine and prepared to call two more colleagues for help.

This feeling of assigning people is very good.

Dean walked into the room and found Holtz and a group of people taking some powder and pouring it into a plastic bucket. The outside of the plastic bucket was also equipped with a strap, a sprayer, and a hydraulic rod. It looked like a simple machine.

pesticide sprayer.

"Holtz, are you preparing to spray pesticides?" Dean walked over, ready to study.

Holtz was startled by Dean who suddenly appeared behind him, and stammered: "Dean, this is the Lumirol reagent."

"It turns out this is Lumirol reagent."

Dean became even more curious.

This thing.

He had heard of it, but this was the first time he saw the real thing.

Blood stains are actually traces that are difficult to completely remove.

This is because flushing and wiping may seem to remove traces of blood, but red blood cells that are difficult to see with the naked eye still remain in place.

Using special reagents, occult blood reactions can occur with those red blood cells that are invisible to the naked eye, forming new blood stains.

Luminor reagent is this kind of reagent.

When this thing is sprayed on the blood, it will emit a faint blue light in a dim environment.

Many crime dramas include this scene to show professionalism.

Debugging completed.

Holtz put on special protective clothing, carried the prepared chemical bucket, and began to spray everywhere in the villa.

This stuff is slightly corrosive.

The rest of the people had no choice but to close the curtains and go out to wait.

moment.

Holtz's exclamation came from inside the room: "FK, this is a slaughterhouse!"

After the dog thief has finished his meal, there is still one more chapter.

It was probably around nine-thirty to ten o'clock.

Thank you Mr. Jiuyou for the reward, thank you.
Chapter completed!