In the Homicide Department, Connors in the conference room was passionate. He hoped to mobilize the enthusiasm of the entire department in the way he was used to, but unexpectedly, he only gained the tranquility of the entire conference room.

"Gentlemen, the Homicide Department was once a benchmark for the Los Angeles Police Department. The honor of a 100% case-solving rate in a single year is not far from us, but we can't go back. In the past, you created something together, but from today, I hope you can completely forget it, because the past is not today, and the efforts of the present represent the future."

Connors was waiting for everyone to be inspired to fight. When these words were said at the police station in Las Vegas, there were always shouts and whistles in the audience...

This time it seemed different. After 10 seconds, Connors found that except for the scorching flames burning in the eyes of Andrew and Braden, everyone in the conference room was particularly calm. Some people even got out of the atmosphere he created and turned their heads to look out the window.

"Don't you believe me?"

"Don't believe what I promised to the Director in the General Administration's office, 'to increase the 28.78% case-solving rate of the homicide department to more than 90%'?"

No one responded, and these guys seemed to have agreed, and no one gave Connors face.

Connors continued: "It's okay, you can act like a loser. I don't care, but every day you will see my success and learn what it means to 'not live the way you think you will think the way you live'."

The audience continued to remain silent, and every detective seemed to be a suspect waiting for the lawyer to come for bail, calm and extremely calm.

Yes, you Connors just drove out the two oldest detectives in this department. How could you possibly gain the loyalty of others so soon?

"We now have two cases. The first one is the floating corpse found by the water police in the sea. The deceased was named Mkoyan, the second son of the Doko family in the Wandering Area. He salvaged it with him - the human-demon - is the dancer of the club. Before he died..."

Andrew and Braden listened carefully. Andrew, an American man of Indian descent, was very dissatisfied with the performance of these detectives from the Homicide Department. He had never seen any policeman treat the case with such a negative attitude.

"Why is he here?"

"This is impossible, I must have read it wrong. What is he holding in his hand?"

"No way? How is that possible?"

When Andrew looked sideways at the detective who was slacking off in the conference room, the Frankenstein of the Forensic Department made an incredible voice. The forensic personnel in white coats walked into the public office area of ​​the Homicide Department that did not belong to their work location, with surprise on their faces.

The weekend is coming, and when the elevator door is opened, walking into the homicide department smoothly with his own cardboard box, which triggers a star effect. After entering the public office area, he casually placed the cardboard box in front of a clean desk. He thought, this might be Julian or the Knight's position.

Immediately afterwards, I heard the surprise behind me on weekends, turned my head and saw those familiar faces looking at me for a moment, and said hello: "hi."

hi?

Dylan of the Forensics Department opened his mouth slightly and wanted to say something, even asking the weekend: "Why are you here? Why did you come here and die by yourself? Do you think that the homicide department will be better than the anti-black and anti-drug department after Quinn left?"

"Is it Zhou?"

The detectives who had been silent had spoken. The person beside him laughed and said, "Why is he back?"

When Connors saw the kindness shown by these people, he immediately remembered what happened in the basement a day ago. Thinking of this, he walked out directly: "Official Zhou, are you here to the forensic department to obtain the forensic report for what case?"

"No, private." Zhou turned around and stopped and said, "Anti-black and anti-drug department detective was ordered to second the homicide department on weekends. This is my secondment report." Zhou Zhou took out a report from the cardboard box and handed it to Connors who was standing at the door of the conference room.

roll!

There is no shortage of people in the murder department!

This was what Connors wanted to say the most. This sentence had already appeared in his heart. The anger was urging the sentence in his mind, but when he opened his mouth, the sentence turned into: "Okay, we are having a meeting, come on."

On the weekend, he walked towards the conference room under the attention of the entire forensic department. When he entered the conference room and sat next to the detectives in the Homicide Department, these veterans all held back their smiles and looked at the weekend. The closest to him was still invisible to Connors and whispered: "The search-making-drug-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwelling-dwell

"Um!"

Connors suppressed the discussion below with his cough and returned to the topic of the meeting: "Mkoyan and this - man - demon -..."

Bee, bee, bee.

Detective Lawrence's phone rang. After he sat in the conference room and answered the phone, he hung up immediately after about five seconds. He looked up and said, "Privately, the Connor Township Forest Police found a female corpse in the woods. She was about 14, 15 years old and white."

When Connors heard this, he glanced at the watch. The pointer on the watch was displayed at 10:40. The star Las Vegas detective asked: "It's the summer vacation time for the school, right?"

He picked up his cell phone on the weekend and looked at Connors without answering the date. He wanted to know what Connors had.

"Summer vacation..." Connors did not choose to go to the police immediately, even if Lawrence's last sentence on the phone was: "We'll be here soon."

"Lawrence, you and Braden call Connor Town School and ask them about the location of the Scout Summer Camp, and record the name of the person in charge, and find the person in charge immediately and ask him to check the number of people."

There is information.

This is the first evaluation for Connors on the weekend, because 14 and 15-year-olds in the United States will participate in some summer camp activities during the summer vacation, while swimming, tennis and other summer camps are unlikely to place camping locations in the woods. Only Scouts summer camps have outdoor plans. Since it is a female corpse found in the woods, the quickest way to confirm the identity of the female corpse when they are not on the scene is the best way to save time. Forest police are not responsible for solving the case. They may help search in the woods when the police are looking for evidence, but asking them to help determine the identity of the deceased will only waste time. Everyone knows that finding key clues within 24 hours of the murder is the best way to solve the case.

Afterwards, Connors did not hesitate, put together the information that he had originally planned to hold a meeting to discuss at the table, and decisively issued an order, saying: "On the weekend, Andrew, Clay, Migrit, you four go to the scene with me, and the rest, continue to investigate the case at hand."

“Now, go.”

There are main and secondary, some urgent and some slow down. Some people went to the crime scene and some people were responsible for continuing to investigate the case. On the weekend, I felt that this detective from Las Vegas seemed to be more than just a piece of information. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!