Chapter 46 This Is the Slaughterhouse! (Please Read On)

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 in sight. 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 then hit his head on the corner of the bar, causing injury and fainting.

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. It was a normal trace.

Sudden.

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

There were a few inconspicuous drops of blood there too.

The shape of the blood droplets is like water droplets facing down, and they are black and red in the form of coagulation.

This trace has been around for some time.

It was definitely not left by a helper!

Combined with 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 little 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 wandered into the living room.

The environment here looks a bit dirty.

The helper obviously didn't do a good job of cleaning when he lived 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.

Combined with the hygienic condition of the house.

Dean guessed that the two panes of glass were not cleaner because they were wiped down, 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 this 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. Everyone would be angry.

Dean didn't care and walked outside the house.

There were not many people in the forensics 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.

Exclaims in unison 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 Just do what you’re told!”

Dean was 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 that there are many unclean blood stains here, so I want you to conduct further inspections. It would be better if you can determine the time and distribution range. "

"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 feel like I may need to check my nose, because I only smell the smell of bad guys from you."

"Get lost!" Dean gave Hawke a middle finger: "Hawk, can you help me get the information of the whole family of the owner of Villa No. 76? It would be even better if I could know how they are related to each other."

"No problem, I look forward to your sharing of the credit with us." Hawke picked up the call machine and prepared to call two more colleagues to help.

This kind of assignment feels good.

Dean walked into the room and found that Holtz and his group were pouring some powder into a plastic bucket. The outside of the plastic bucket was also equipped with a shoulder strap and a sprayer, a hydraulic rod, and it looked like a simple pesticide sprayer.

"Holtz, are you going to spray pesticides?" Dean came over and prepared to learn.

Holtz was startled by Dean who suddenly appeared behind him, and stuttered: "Dean, this is Lumire reagent."

"So this is Lumire reagent."

Dean became more curious.

This thing.

He had heard of it, but it was the first time he saw it in person.

Blood stains are actually a kind of trace that is difficult to completely remove.

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

Using special reagents, you can react with those blood red cells that are difficult to see with the naked eye to form new blood stains.

Lumire reagent is such a reagent.

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

Many crime dramas will have this scene to show professionalism.

Debugging is completed.

Holz put on special protective clothing, carried the prepared reagent barrel, and began to spray everywhere in the villa.

This thing is slightly corrosive.

The rest of the people had to draw the curtain and go out to wait.

A moment.

Holz's exclamation came from the house: "FK, this is a slaughterhouse!"

The dog thief finished his meal and there was another chapter.

It was about 9:30 to 10 o'clock.

Thank you for the reward from Mr. Jiuyou, thank you.