Chapter 200 Major Discovery
At 3 o'clock in the morning, Rebecca returned from the law enforcement headquarters.
She briefly reported all the clues and information on the current case, and at the same time retrieved all similar case files from the archives of the law enforcement headquarters.
Although Old Theon and Milo's methods of doing things were somewhat unreliable, Rebecca believed in their judgment on the case.
Teacher Nero always told Rebecca that she now has most of the conditions to become an excellent law enforcement officer, but she is only missing the most critical thing, and that is the sense of smell.
"I don't agree with Theon's style, but I must admit that he has the keenest sense of law enforcement. This is why I kept him under your command. I hope you can inherit this only redeeming feature of him. ”
These are Nero’s original words.
Since the beginning of her student career, Rebecca has been working hard and chasing towards the perfect image of law enforcement in her mind.
She knew what Nero expected of her, and she also knew that this expectation was transferred to her only after Karl died.
It is precisely because of this that Rebecca has become more strict and demanding on herself.
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Since it is currently believed that hanging corpse cases are some kind of religious ritual, there must have been similar cases in the past.
The experience of the Ikem incident has broadened Rebecca's vision and thinking. Some things that she would never have believed in the past are now acceptable to her.
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After carrying the heavy files back to the law enforcement office, Rebecca poured herself a cup of strong coffee and took two or three sips of the thing that was as black as ink. After pouring it into her stomach, she began to check and compare the files she had collected one by one.
This was the first time she had spent the night in a law enforcement center.
Sometimes, even if there is no urgent case, she will choose to spend the night on the sofa in the office.
The reason is unknown.
Maybe he is used to the cold atmosphere of the law enforcement office.
She can sleep relatively comfortably here.
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When returning to the law enforcement office, Rebecca asked the security office and learned that Milo and Old Xion had not returned since they left this morning, so she did not go to the Criminal Investigation Department. When looking for someone, just stay in the office and wait for news.
Rebecca put the kerosene lamp on the corner of the table, and at the same time moved her broken little bell that had been on the desk under the kerosene lamp.
Then I started reading the files.
But as soon as she opened the first file, she heard some strange noises coming from the corridor.
Some strange noises that I have never heard in the law enforcement office.
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The night is deep.
When Rebecca returned to the law enforcement station, she dismissed the law enforcement officers who were still in the hall and asked them to go back and rest.
After all, not all law enforcement officers are lonely without families. It has been more than twenty hours since the hanging body was found on the dock, and people always have to rest.
Rebecca's office was deep inside the first floor of the law enforcement building.
The stair entrance to the basement is located at the end of the opposite side of the office diagonally.
At this time, there were no law enforcement officers on duty in the hall, and only some departments on the upper floors of the law enforcement office still had lights on.
So if there is any movement in any corner of the first floor, Rebecca will be alert.
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She slowly put down the file in her hand, put one hand on the handle of the flintlock musket at her waist, opened the door and took a look at the corridor outside. The corridors were empty.
The weak light from the candlesticks on the walls on both sides is reflected in the water stains on the ground. The cleaning staff should have just washed the passage, but in this cold and humid weather, the water stains on the ground are Standing water will not dry out, it will only grow.
Rebecca didn't notice anything unusual in the corridor.
But she was sure that she had just heard some noise, so she walked toward the stairs at the end of the corridor while holding the handle of her musket without saying a word.
When passing by the hall, she carefully scanned the table legs in the office area, and after confirming that nothing was hidden under the shadows, she strode around the office area and headed straight for the entrance to the basement.
On the first floor of the law enforcement office, Rebecca is the only one left.
The sound of the heels of her boots on the rough floor echoed in the dark corridor.
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The building of the Law Enforcement Station is already old, and its internal structure continues the empty and wasteful high elevation of the previous era, which makes the use of kerosene lamps and candles The weak light was not enough to fully illuminate the person's field of vision. The end of the field of vision and the upper ceiling area were completely dark.
Even the mural of the ruling scythe, which symbolizes law enforcement authority, on the ceiling at the top of the hall is difficult to see clearly.
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After what happened to Daisy, Rebecca remained extremely alert no matter where she was, even in law enforcement.
When she approached the stairs leading to the basement, she had already pulled out the flintlock musket in her right hand, and her thumb was on the firing device inlaid with flint.
The lights in the basement flickered in and out at the entrance of the corridor.
Rebecca did not deliberately cover up the sound of her footsteps and went straight into the underground area.
While passing by the first morgue, Rebecca checked all the corners and the bodies on the tables before turning to the second morgue.
But at the corner of the aisle, she met the law enforcement officer Rick.
The other party is putting on a new pair of gloves on his hands.
He was also surprised when he saw Rebecca:
"Eh? What are you doing..."
Rebecca glanced at the guy with dark circles on his face: "Nothing, come down and take a look."
As she spoke, she was already Quietly, he stuffed the flintlock musket back into the weapon pouch on his waist.
Then she glanced into the morgue again.
Aya Ferguson’s body was lying quietly on the table. Everything was normal, so she turned to Rick and asked:
"Did you hear anything just now?"
"Yes, it was quite loud, right? I suspect that the structure of these metal shelves is loose. I don't know exactly where it is. I will submit an application for replacement later. A batch, and a lot of them happened to be rusty."
Rick nodded.
Compared to Rebecca's caution, Rick seemed much more relaxed.
Even a little excited.
He led Rebecca into the studio and said:
"A major discovery, my officer, a major discovery."
Rick used pliers to remove the penis from Aya's body. He clamped the spikes pulled out from the heel and introduced to Rebecca:
"I have checked what the murderer left on the body. There are no fingerprints left on the surface. The specific material needs further research to confirm. , the texture is somewhat similar to composite metal, the surface has been oxidized, and it is hollow inside, which means it is something similar to an injection needle. "
" Something that is quantitatively produced?" Rebecca. His brows moved.
"It's possible, but further confirmation is needed. I will try to give you a definite report tomorrow."
Rick said confidently.
(End of this chapter)