Chapter 49 I Just Want My Good Brother to Be Happy! (Please Read On)

One night of warmth.

The next day, Dean drove the pink Porsche lent to him by Laura and came to the detective station with the photo frame he forgot to take out yesterday.

Get off the bus.

Just happened to meet Phoebe and Robert.

"Wow." Phoebe rushed over like a little girl and touched the pink sports car in front of her enviously: "Dean, you actually have a girly heart. Maybe we can become good sisters."

Dean: "."

Robert also looked at Dean strangely.

"My car was hit by Lawrence, and this is my friend's car!" Dean explained with a dark face.

"Okay." Phoebe reluctantly took her hand and said seriously: "By the way, Harry kept talking about you yesterday."

"How is the investigation of his friend's case going?"

"We have some clues. After investigation, the suspect finally disappeared in the territory of the Dagger Gang. Harry went to negotiate with their people yesterday."

Dagger gang?

Dean called Anthony yesterday.

Because of the Lucifer Games organization, Anthony is now leading people to secretly investigate the Dagger Gang, but the progress does not seem to be going very smoothly.

Farewell to both Phoebe.

Dean brought the photo frame to the forensics department.

Holtz had already arrived.

When he saw Dean, he quickly put down the hot dog in his hand and took out a document report from the table nearby:

“Dean, this is a blood analysis.

After identification, the blood found in Villa No. 76 was determined to be human blood, and most of it belonged to the same person.

With such a large amount of bleeding, a person would definitely not survive.

Now that you've determined that a homicide occurred there, you can take this to create a file. "

"Thank you." Dean took the file and took out the photo frame: "This is a new clue I found after you guys left."

"A picture frame?"

"Yes, but behind the photo, there is a line of blood."

Holtz accepted the frame.

Dean came to the 4th Squadron office with the report issued by the forensics department.

In fact, the case in Villa No. 76 is a bit embarrassing.

Because the cause of the case was a suspected death of a child, which was later confirmed to be just a misunderstanding.

In terms of process.

This call to the police is now over.

As for the Sheen family, who never saw their bodies when they were alive or dead.

If the people don't promote it, the officials won't investigate it.

If no one takes the initiative to call the police.

Even for the Detective Bureau, it is often better to do less than to do more.

Now we have this report from the forensics department.

Only then can Dean openly use his official status to conduct investigations and allocate certain resources to truly pursue this disappearance case.

Come to the office.

Dean just sat down.

Lawrence walked over with an unkind expression: "Dean, I remember you promised me that you would let Laura introduce me to my girlfriend!"

"Of course!" Dean took out a stack of photos from his pocket: "Lawrence, you are my good friend! Good brother! Good master! How could I forget this! These are beautiful single ladies, you see Whichever one you choose, I’ll help you arrange a date!”

He certainly hadn't forgotten this.

Lawrence is ugly but strong, and has the added bonus of being a former professional wrestler and now a murder detective.

So there were many hungry rich women in Laura's place who were in their forties or fifties and were very interested in Lawrence.

If the pimping is successful.

Dean could get paid handsomely.

Of course, he's not doing it for the money!

Dean swears!

He simply wanted to let his good brothers find their own happiness!

Lawrence has a simple character.

Although the rich women are older, they all take good care of themselves, and their photos are beautified to a certain extent.

He looked at the seductive photos of these big-ass old ladies in his hands, almost without leaving a trace, and was very moved in his heart: "Dean, except for my mother, no one has ever been so kind to me!"

Without raising his head, Dean flipped through the report in his hand: "On the back of the photo, there is their contact information. You can try dating these mature beauties. Come on, Lawrence! As a brother, I hope you Get out of singles soon!”

"I won't let you down, Dean!" Lawrence walked away with a moved face.

After reading the report.

Dean rubbed his forehead.

After blood test.

The blood stains found in Villa No. 76 belonged to three different people.

Two men and one woman.

Most of the blood stains belonged to that woman.

She is the only deceased person who can be identified so far.

But the forensics department collected the remaining hair from the Sheen family in the villa and found that no one could match the woman's DNA.

This female deceased may be Sheen's wife, or an unknown person outside the Sheen family.

Two other men.

One is the helper Marcus who is still lying in the hospital and has not yet woken up.

The DNA of another person matched other genetic material found in the villa. It can be basically concluded that the owner of the blood is either Sheen or Sheen's son Bert.

Combine previous clues.

Dean had several guesses about this still somewhat vague case.

Now he needs more evidence to prove his conjecture.

At this moment, a big black face suddenly appeared in front of Dean: "Oh~ Thank God, Dean, I finally see you!"

Dean quickly stepped back: "Harry, you look a little tired. How is the case?"

"Yes, I stayed up all night last night." Harry was full of frustration: "The good news is that I got the photos of those two bastards, the bad news is that they went to sea through the channels of the Dagger Gang, Maybe we can arrive in Mexico tonight.”

Dean heard this and breathed a sigh of relief.

Those two people may attract unknown forces that destroy the Turing Gang.

Now they're out of Los Angeles, which is a good thing.

"That's right." Harry suddenly lowered his voice:

“Dean, where was your last photo taken?

When I came back today, the buddy who helped me find someone suddenly warned me that the top brass of the Turing Gang in Las Vegas were hacked to death during a negotiation, and their bodies were burned to charcoal. "

"I went to attend a friend's funeral and saw a corpse on the way. I was curious and took a photo to ask you."

"You couldn't have witnessed that attack!"

"It was such a coincidence." Dean said helplessly: "And that group of people were not burned to coke, but directly bombarded to ashes by missiles.

Harry, the water here is too deep. If you don't want to cause trouble, I suggest you give up tracking those two people! "

"Okay!" Harry shrank his head: "I have tried my best and am worthy of the word friend."

He is loyal but not stupid.

Nine o'clock sharp.

Old Hunter, the deputy team leader, came late and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Guys, let's gather in the conference room!"

"I have something great to announce!"

"Vice team, what's so good?" Phoebe asked curiously.

"You'll know when you come in." But Old Hunter kept it secret.

Everyone entered the conference room one after another.

Dean also took the report and walked in.

Starting from today, he will completely wash away his rookie status and gather his team bit by bit!

Guys, have a great weekend.