He lay quietly on the street, and the clothes he wore were the same as he had seen on weekends. There were four high-power lighting lamps that were erected for the sake of forensics work. These four lamps illuminate the scene like daytime.

"Zhou, here."

John was holding the folder and recording something with a pen. When he saw the weekend squeeze through the crowd, he looked up and said hello.

I just arrived on the weekend, and when I entered the scene, he had already seen the foolish and honest lying on the street. As he walked slowly over, his shadow covered his foolish and honest body under the light.

Seeing that the weekend was not coming to him but walking to the body, John leaned over and said, "Don't be too sad."

"How did he die?" Zhou turned his head and asked John, looking up at the surroundings. Most of the people watching the fun behind the yellow line were whispering.

The worry can even be seen in these people's eyes on the weekend. The successive murders at the Cecil Hotel have caused everyone to panic, even if these people are still calm on the surface.

John, who stood aside, responded: "From the preliminary judgment of the forensic doctor, there are many bruises on the body, but these are not fatal. In addition, the car accident that once occurred in the suburbs of the city is likely to be caused by internal injuries caused by the car accident. After all, after killing three people, Shi Chen was unable to enter the hospital for timely treatment... This is an accident, but the specific answer will be obtained after the forensic doctor's autopsy."

Accident?

internal injury?

Looking at John over the weekend, John was a little overwhelmed by the weekend. He continued to talk along the topic just now: "Uh, I just checked some surveillance videos around me. In the video, I was honest and honest, and I walked to the Cecil Hotel alone. No one followed him or her, and there was no fight. I fell here without anything happening."

"You mean a man who spent eleven years in Chinatown and even said English was not good. After killing three people, he left Chinatown, walked across most of the city and died bizarrely here?"

He doesn't believe it...

He doesn't believe it!

This is a coincidence. A silly and honest corpse has helped Adam to pursue the murderer of "violent-sexual-invasion-death case". The murderer will definitely jump out when he sees this case. Adam will set up a net to wait for him, and at the same time, he will complete the threat to himself.

All of this is just a damn, crazy accident?

"What else do you expect me to tell you?" John put down the folder in his hand and looked at the weekend thinking.

In the current environment, even if you say everything you guessed on the weekend, no one will believe him, especially since he has no evidence in his hand. What Selena said to him will become a false accusation once he goes to court. In this so-called excessive rule of law, a woman who cheated cannot be more reliable than a policeman. Adam can kill the other party in minutes by simply hiring a lawyer.

At this time, Adam was like a beast hiding in the dark and ready to attack at any time. He hid in the grass and turned his body down and rubbed forward a little, forcing the prey to tense but unable to deal with it. No one could sue for what had not been proved to have happened.

How to control Adam?

How to restore this puzzle that has been completely destroyed into slag, and has been pieced a little bit of it? Who would be willing to waste time on the puzzle that is full of cracks and stand with yourself when controlling Adam is equivalent to giving up on the bet of a Los Angeles police?

He took out his phone on the weekend and dialed Preston's phone number: "Private."

His name is a little strange: "I'm sorry for disturbing you so late."

"Zhou? It's only eight o'clock now." Preston was just like the first time he saw him, joking with his calm voice.

"Another person died at the entrance of Cecil's hotel. The current inference between the Homicide Department and the Forensic Department is..." He said everything John told him, without adding any of his own thinking: "Privately, the murderer will definitely come forward to commit the crime again, at least from the murderer's standpoint, this is a murder rather than an accidental death. Our jurisdiction is not far from here. If we concentrate the police force on the edge of our jurisdiction, we might encounter this big fish."

The other party was silent. On the weekend, he wanted to use a great contribution to arouse Preston's greed. If the Western Conference could help him catch the murderer, all Adam's deployment would be disrupted and he would hate himself even more. At that time, the situation in front of him would be alleviated, and Adam's eyes would immediately shift to himself. If he had good control...

"Hostage department has applied for police support from the five-member team?"

Preston asked something unexpected to the weekend.

"No."

"Zhou, listen to me, I am willing to expel evil for justice, and arrest the brutal thug with my own hands." He paused: "But my ability is limited. I believe that I will understand what the wandering area is after you have come to Los Angeles for so long. Sorry, I cannot meet your requirements. No one can imagine what the wandering area will become without a patrolman."

“Private…”

Dou, Dou, Dou.

Preston's conservatism made the weekend difficult. He explained the fact that he did not want to participate in any place where Adam was in the form of great credit or the trap of stealing the sky.

“**!”

He heard the busy voice on the phone on the weekend and cursed. The current situation was like the scene in front of him. He stood alone under the light, and all the people around him were hiding behind the light, and beside him was a corpse.

...

In the Detective Department Homicide Department, Adam stalked with confidence after the elevator was opened. This time he did not stop in the public office area, but walked straight to the office that was incompatible with him.

"One more died at the entrance of the Cecil Hotel."

He didn't knock on the door, so he pushed open the door and walked in.

"The murderer of the violent - sex - invasion of the death case will definitely mistakenly think that this is a response. Then, if he wants to continue to challenge, he can only commit a crime near the Cecil Hotel. This is the highest difficulty. If he cannot be caught this time, the murderer will choose to escape. So I need all the detectives in the entire police station. Give me people and time. Within a week, I will bring the murderer back to you."

After entering the office, Adam leaned on the other person's desk with both hands, and spoke clearly word by word, concisely and explained the case, requirements and results.

"Who died, how did he die?" Xinboss is obviously not an idiot. He doesn't want a wave to rise again after a wave.

"The creator of two murders in Chinatown, and his death allowed the police station to solve the two murders in Chinatown, and a female client proved him in front of the body. As for how he died... I went to the scene to see it, it was not a murder anyway."

The Poss, who had been in the Homicide Department for more than two years, looked at Adam and smiled, tidied up his suit and got up and walked out of the office.

Pa, pa, pa.

The moment he walked out of the office, he slapped everyone's attention: "Everyone, the two murders in Chinatown have been solved. Now everyone has put down their work for the time being and devoted themselves to the pursuit of the "violence-sex-invasion-to-death" case of Cecil Hotel. I am here, waiting to celebrate you!"

After saying these words, he was not expecting his subordinates' reaction at all, turned around and walked into the office and said to Adam, "As you wish."
Chapter completed!