Fang Han came to F-bud Building, passed the security check and entered Ingret's office. She was not in the office, so she came to the conference room. ()

More than a dozen people sat in the small conference room, playing a video, and photos of the deceased were presented on the wall. Fang Han frowned, and Ingret saw Fang Han and stood up to wave.

Fang Han looked down at everyone and sat down next to Ingret: "There is another major case?"

Ingret was wearing a black professional outfit, with a serious face and a sense of majesty. He nodded in a calm manner: "Serial murder case!"

Fang Han glanced at it: "What did a professional killer do?"

Ingret frowned and said, "It seems, but it seems that it is not. Forensic identification is a person who has gradually mastered the sword technique."

She turned her head and said, "Daoen, play it again."

Photos appeared again on the wall. The deceased's throat was cut open, his face showed fear, which was very scary, and he put it slowly. Fang Han saw it one by one and nodded slowly and said, "The technique is becoming more and more proficient, and he uses a scalpel!"

"This is a guy who is slowly honing his murder skills, a guy with antisocial personality." Fang Han shook his head and said, "You must be arrested as soon as possible, otherwise he will still kill people!"

"It's hard." Ingret shook his head and said, "I'm going to find you. These ten dead people are distributed in six states and are only included in the case by chance."

Fang Han pondered and said nothing: "Is there any evidence?"

"No." Ingret shook his head: "Nothing left."

Fang Han frowned.

Ingret said: "Daon, tell me the results of the identification."

"Okay." A handsome young man stood up and said aloud: "Mr. Fang Han, this person uses a knife with his left hand, and each time he only cuts his throat at the beginning, and later he cuts the major artery. It is obvious that he has touched the quickest trick to kill him."

Fang Han nodded.

Dawn continued: "The deceased are all young women. It is initially concluded that the murderer is no more than thirty years old, about one hundred and seventeen years old, and is thin."

Fang Han nodded. He didn't care about these things, because he could tell at a glance.

"The ten dead died from around 3:00 to 5:00 in the morning," Dawn continued: "They were all prostitutes, and were killed while having sex with people."

Fang Han frowned and looked at Ingret. Ingret nodded: "Yes, he specializes in killing prostitutes."

"How long does it take to kill someone?" Fang Han asked.

Dawn looked down at the report: "Ten days. Kill one person every ten days."

Fang Han said: "How many days will there be?"

"Three days." Daoen said.

Ingret said: "This incident has spread. The crime rate has risen. All the mile is paying attention to this matter, and we are under a lot of pressure."

Fang Han pondered: "Someone deliberately spread it?"

"It should be." Ingrid's head: "I suspect it's the murderer. This guy is really crazy. What exactly is he going to do!"

Dawn said: "Ingret, we infer that his hatred of prostitutes may be due to psychological shadows, or his sisters, or his mother..."

"Well, there's some reason." Ingrid nodded and sighed: "But none of these can help us find the murderer and stop him from killing him next time!"

Dawn spread his hands helplessly, and they really had no clues.

"There are no witnesses?" Fang Han asked.

Ingret shook his head.

"That's strange." Fang Han said: "How could no one see him if he looks for a prostitute?"

Ingret said: "He was on the phone."

Fang Han raised his eyebrows: "Public phone?"

Ingrid Features Head: "Yes."

Fang Han rubbed his eyebrows helplessly: "Where is the last dead man?"

"Las Vegas." Ingret said.

Fang Han said: "I want to see the scene, go over immediately!"

"No problem!" Ingrid's head waved his hand: "Everyone, let's leave, continue looking for it and contact the state police stations!"

Everyone left the conference room one after another.

"Can Fang Han do this time?" Someone whispered and shook his head: "There is almost no flaw in this case, how can I solve it?"

This is a case that makes them both headache and despair. There are no clues. It is impossible to solve the case according to the rules. The murderer is a guy with high IQ and is very cautious. Nothing is left except a corpse on the scene.

Although Fang Han is famous and claims to be the chief consultant, he may not be able to deal with such cases. Can oil be squeezed out from the stone?

"It should be no problem." Dawn said confidently: "The cases that Fang Han has solved are all such cases that cannot be solved. Believe him!"

"Forgot Dawn, you are Fang Han's admirer!" Someone teased: "Don't want to learn from your idol?"

Dawn smiled bitterly: "I don't have this qualification yet."

"Fang Han doesn't need too many people to solve the case. It's enough for Ingrit or Elton. Ingrit has such a boyfriend!" A beautiful woman smiled.

"If you have the ability, go and seduce him." The woman next to her smiled.

"Ingret and I are not the same type, so Fang Han is not interested."

She is also a beautiful woman, very sensitive to men's gazes, and can feel the warmth of their gazes. If she is interested in herself, she will know if Fang Han just glanced at herself and did not stop at all, obviously not interested.

F-force employees all know Fang Han's situation, and there are a large group of beauties around him, including Anne Cole Ingret, Clara, Helentina and other famous beauties. Of course, they are not interested in ordinary beauties.

They left with laughter and laughed, and walked further and further away. Ingret's hearing became better and better. He shook his head when he heard their comments.

Fang Han naturally heard it and smiled and said, "It seems that everyone envies you."

"I envy my luck!" Ingret glanced at him.

Fang Han smiled and said, "Do you blame me for covering up your light?"

"Of course." Ingret snorted: "Everyone thinks I'm lucky and have a good boyfriend, so I'm promoted to this position!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "What should I do?"

"I can only follow them." Ingret said: "I am not alive for other people's words. Are you really sure to catch this guy?"

Fang Han shook his head: "It depends on luck."

"Then let's go as soon as possible." Ingret said.

The two left the office and came to the roof. A helicopter had started, and the propellers were whistling, forming a whistling wind.

Fang Han and Ingret got into the plane, and the helicopter quickly took off and suddenly accelerated and whistled away. The building quickly turned into a small square in its field of view.

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When we arrived in Las Vegas, two policemen were already waiting in front of an apartment building. When they saw Fang Han and Ingret get off the plane, they came over and shook hands to introduce themselves. They immediately went upstairs to the crime scene.

The yellow cordon was pulled on the scene. Before the protection was removed, Fang Han and Ingret entered the house, Fang Han turned around and nodded.

When Ingret nodded, he knew that there was something gained. He didn't say much. He only thanked the two policemen and returned to the helicopter with Fang Han.

The helicopter slowly rose. Fang Han closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then pointed to the north. Ingret hurriedly said, "Kebor, go north!"

Pilot Kebor adjusted his direction and headed north. It was noon and the sky was clear and they could fly faster.

There are many private jets in the United States, most of which fly at low altitudes, so you need to report to the towers in various places when flying, and pay attention to radar signals to avoid collisions.

After flying north for half an hour, Fang Han pointed northwest in the direction of his hand, and Ingret immediately directed Kebor to turn.

Under Fang Han's command, they flew for more than an hour and finally stopped in a small town.

Fang Han sighed and clicked down: "He is here!"

"Damn guy!" Ingret said hatefully: "Catch him no matter what!"

Fang Han said: "Don't worry, I can't run away, I just don't have an arrest warrant."

"You can be detained for twenty-four hours first, collect evidence before applying for an arrest warrant!" Ingret said: "I want to apply for a search warrant first. Fortunately, it is very easy to have you!"

A search warrant is issued by a judge, but it does not rely entirely on the law. The laws in the United States are not so strict and have a lot of room for operation. It is often controlled by the judge if it is loose and tight. Whether the search warrant is issued or not is the matter of a judge's words.

Fang Han is famous in the judicial system, with a 100% case resolution rate. More than a dozen major and suspected cases have been solved, and he has accumulated enough prestige. When he heard it was his case, the judge often asked very little and would not stop issuing a search warrant.

The helicopter stopped outside the town, and then the two walked into the town. The helicopter stopped beside a wood, blocking people's eyes.

There are not many people in this town. When you look down on the helicopter, you can see about 200 households here, but although Massachusetts has complete internal organs, shops, car shops, and even hotels.

The town was very quiet. After Fang Han and Ingret came in, the people in the town didn't care. The children were having fun, some of the adults gathered together to chat, and some were watching TV.

Fang Han shook his head. Such a small town is suitable for elderly care, but not for young people. He and Ingret came to the only hotel. Ingret showed off his ID and went upstairs.

Fang Han knocked open a door and stepped in and held the young man on the bed. Ingret directly handcuffed him.

Ingret looked at the young man on the bed. He was about 1.7 meters tall, thin, and looked like an otaku, with freckles on the bridge of his nose and weak eyes.

Soon the police in the town came over, saw this, and hurriedly asked what happened. Ingret shook his head and said, "Sir Peter, we suspect he is the murderer of a prostitute serial murder case."

"It's him?" Sheriff Pete, who is tall and burly and has a big wine belly, wide eyes: "He is the murderer?"

Ingrid's feature head: "It's him."

"My eyes are really not good!" Pete shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "I thought he was just a travel student!"

Fang Han picked up a statue from the head of the bed, which was a strange purple statue, which looked like a human being, and seemed to be an image in a mythological story.

He could feel the statue exuding a strange force, which he could absorb, similar to the original Black God statue.

He turned his head to look at the young man, shook his head and sighed. It seemed that this was not a small case, it might be a big trouble!

"Fang Han?" Ingret asked.

Fang Han put away the statue: "Sir Peter, please protect the scene, f is forced to come soon!"
Chapter completed!