North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 304

Chapter 304 I bet you don't dare to shoot, Gray World (modified)

 Outside the house.

Dean listened to the movement inside and was not surprised.

 The reason why law enforcement agencies in many countries often need the counseling of psychologists is because many ethical issues and human nature issues that ordinary people rarely encounter are just daily work for them.

  Does not have strong psychological adjustment ability and is not suitable for the front line.

 Dean didn't have much time to spend with them.

 He took out the mask from the subspace, put it on his face, kicked open the bathroom door, and walked in.

 The movement alarmed the two people inside.

"ah!"

Celica screamed in fear and shrank behind the man.

  Crash.

 The frothy bath water rippled out.

The man looked at Dean angrily, and quickly blocked Celica behind him to protect her. At the same time, he said in a bad tone: "FK, bastard, who are you, get out!"

It's a pity that there is only a little yellow duck floating in the water in front of him, so he can't resist with anything. He can only be helpless and furious, but he doesn't dare to make the slightest move.

Dean looked at the agitated two people, took out a pistol that could make people calm down quickly, and said with a smile: "It's such a touching family bond, but please keep quiet. It's not a good habit to disturb people, although you live in a very remote place. , but scaring passing cats and dogs is also a very immoral thing!”

man:"."

Does this **** want to listen to what he's talking about?

 You rush in while others are taking a shower and ask others to pay attention to their moral quality and recuperate?

He wanted to curse a few words, but when he saw the pistol in Dean's hand, he still didn't say anything sincerely, but his chest rose and fell violently, obviously full of anger and extremely angry.

 Once you have the chance!

 He will definitely take a chainsaw and tear the mouth of this **** who broke into his home into pieces!

Celica, who was hiding behind the man, calmed down when she saw that Dean did not take action directly when he broke in.

She covered the man's mouth to prevent Dean from being irritated. At the same time, she stretched out half of her head, looked at Dean wearing a mask, and asked calmly:

"what do you want?

 Whether it's money or anything else, as long as you don't hurt us, we will cooperate and keep it confidential. "

"the truth!"

Dean's face hidden under the mask of a sly smile leaned forward slightly: "I want to know why you killed Teacher Toti and Celica. How did you make the principal commit suicide as a scapegoat?"

What!

Hearing this, Celica and the man were both shocked and frightened!

Especially Celica.

She didn't even bother to use the man as a human shield. She leaned out most of her body, glanced at Dean's figure hidden in the shadows with her big eyes, and suddenly said: "Are you the detective, the detective who followed policewoman Nellie? "

 Hurrah!

At this time, Celica stood up directly from the bathtub, with a sinister look on her beautiful face: "Do you dare to shoot?"

 She understands.

It must have been because the principal committed suicide that the town officials wanted to close the case quickly, but the detective knew that he had a problem, so he broke into his home privately, hoping to scare him and find out the truth.

 Hello, detective.

If it was someone who broke into a house and robbed her, she was also worried that the other person would steal money and **** and silence her.

 As for the detective?

hehe.

Celica didn't believe that there would be a detective who would send herself in in order to solve the case and then force the suspect to confess at gunpoint.

Moreover, the confession obtained in this way is useless!

 She has specialized in studying similar problems!

 Think this through.

 The fear in Celica's heart dissipated.

“Celica, are you saying that he is the detective hired by Tiger's father?”

 The man came to his senses when he saw Dean didn't react.

 Celica must have guessed correctly.

He stood up with a grin, causing a lot of splashes: "Mr. Detective, are you trying to force a confession with a gun? This is a crime!"

Looking at the two people who were getting bolder, Dean looked down at his pistol, wondering if what he was holding was a fire stick, and said speechlessly: "Can you respect the gun in my hand?"

 “Do you dare to shoot?”

The man simply swung the stick openly, sat on the edge of the tub, put his feet up, and sneered: "Illegal entry into a house with a gun is enough to ruin your career. I will send you in by the way. Of course, as long as you don't care." Even if you become a murderer, you can kill me and Celica, do you dare?"

 Dean lowered his head and looked at his **** hands, speechless.

broken.

 They were regarded as good people by these two guys.

Celica stood behind the man, pretending to be red-faced and comforting: "Mr. Detective, I admire your professional ethics, but I really have nothing to do with Totti's death. Otherwise, you can compensate us for some mental losses, and then leave the small town. Town, we can pretend that what happened today didn't happen.”

These two people are in harmony with each other and are skilled in their business. It is obviously not the first time they have threatened and blackmailed others.

This is the first time Dean has encountered this situation.

He broke into the house with a gun, but was threatened and blackmailed by the unarmed owner.

 Where can I find some explanation for this?

 Dean sighed and put the pistol back into the gun bag on his waist.

 The two of them thought he had given up and wanted to say something else.

next moment.

 The road was paved with strong winds.

Two big hands accurately grabbed the heads of Celica and the man, and then slammed them onto the bathtub with irresistible force.

 Snap.

Red and white flowers exploded, turning the original spring scene into a terrifying slaughterhouse in an instant.

 Leave Celica lying limply and out of breath.

Dean knelt down, holding up the man whose face was covered in blood and who was only half breathing, and said with a smile: "It seems that the murderer in the home invasion and murder case is you, Luo."

 Celica died.

 There was no movement from the panel.

 Obviously, the real culprit is the man in front of him.

 The man was frightened.

He allowed blood to gush out from his forehead and cover his eye sockets. He still looked at Dean with his eyes wide open, his pupils dilated to the extreme, frightened and scared, and still a little confused.

 Dean patted his face.

 The man came back to his senses and choked instinctively, but he felt that his mouth was fishy and sweet at the same time. Coupled with the severe pain and dizziness coming from his head, he couldn't help but vomit.

Dean let go of his hand and let the man lie on the ground retching like a dead dog. He smiled and said, "Sweet, that's cerebrospinal fluid. Most people don't have this blessing."

"devil!"

 “You are the devil!”

 The man huddled up in a ball, no longer as self-righteous as before. He was obviously frightened.

 The frightened man, whatever Dean asked, he answered.

turn out to be.

More than ten days ago, when Toti went back, he happened to discover Celica's secret.

 She was so shocked that she stepped forward and yelled angrily. As a result, she was killed. On August 4th, a man sneaked into her home and killed her.

Unexpectedly, Tiger approached him shortly after the man left.

 He is indeed innocent and it is entirely his own misfortune.

 As for the principal.

 The other party is nothing more than Celica and the man's wallet.

When Dean and Nellie found Celica again, Celica felt something was wrong and threatened the principal with the principal's family members, forcing the principal to write a suicide note and then commit suicide.

 In short, these two people deserved their death.

 Get rid of the man.

Dean looked at the prompt of +50 experience points flashing across his mind and shook his head.

 For such a small case, the experience value is really small.

 He stretched out his hand and thought. The **** traces and corpses in the bathroom were wrapped by an invisible force and finally disappeared into the air.

 After making sure that no traces are left at the scene.

 Dean turned and disappeared into the house.

 Subspace was played out by Dean.

 He threw the body out, used the characteristics of space to dig a hole seven to eight meters deep, buried the body, and then drove back to Los Angeles with his body clean.

 He missed Nell a little.

 Change the clouds and rain.

Dean hugged Nell, who looked satisfied, and whispered some sweet words afterward.

 Ne'er rubbed her sore waist: "Is the case going well?"

“Of course it went well, although the evaluation will not be very good, but the goal was achieved.” Dean took out the cigarette and prepared to have a cigarette afterward.

Nelle rolled her eyes at Dean, snatched the cigarette from his hand, and then threw the box on the bedside table to Dean: "Use this."

 Dean held the box in confusion: "What is this?"

“I'm giving you a gift for successfully completing your first business after becoming a detective. Open it and take a look.” Nell looked at Dean expectantly.

 Dean didn't expect that Nell would still play the trick of surprise.

With curiosity, he opened the box and found that inside the box was a good-looking pipe and tobacco in a small bottle.

Dean picked up the pipe, put it in his mouth, put on a gentleman's face, and said to Nell: "Oh, my beautiful lady, I am Dean Holmes, how can I serve you?"

 “Haha, Holmes is not as handsome as you.”

Neel's eyes lit up when she saw Dean holding the pipe in his mouth. A renewed strength emerged from his tired body, and he pounced forward with all his teeth and claws.

I can only say that role-playing is something that both men and women like.

 After the fun.

Neel, who was unable to fight anymore, briefly told Dean what she had done during this period.

 Money clears the way.

She has set up a professional team to look for poorly operating pharmaceutical companies throughout the United States for review and negotiation. If there are suitable targets, they can directly acquire them and start the research and development of 'Weige'.

 Gongzige and Ruosi also provided some help in this matter.

The other party will probably return to Los Angeles after finishing his own business, meet up with his acquaintance Nell, and focus on the drug research and development that Dean had said hello to at the time.

This guy has a lot of free time. Now he is married and ready to start his own business.

Neelle fell asleep in Dean's arms as she talked.

 Dean kissed her gently on the forehead, carefully got out of bed, and opened his laptop.

to be honest.

 He is not very interested in making money.

With his ability and the way of the Mafia family in New York, Dean can easily get tens of millions, not to mention big money.

 The reason why he had the idea of ​​setting up a huge pharmaceutical company was just to protect himself.

 The United States is a country of capital.

Only when he hardens himself can he be able to completely get rid of some messy things, instead of being like now, where even a good detective cannot do it and is limited in many aspects.

In addition to the mayor, there is also the Lucifer organization

 There are still more than ten days left before the invitation to the battle royale.

The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop!

His family is in the light, and the bugs are in the dark.

 Dean's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

His previous strategy has always been to avoid provoking others if possible.

 But why push yourself?

 Battle royale, right?

Then I will kill you and make you afraid!

 Dean suppressed the killing intent surging in his chest again.

He opened his laptop, clicked on a special logo, and after entering a long password, the computer screen was like an electrocardiogram, with lines surging, and finally it merged into a branch line, and a new password verification box popped up.

 Several times in a row.

 Dean's computer seemed to be infected with a virus and the screen was stuck.

This situation is very similar to a computer crash caused by a password verification error.

 Dean waited silently. After being stuck for more than ten seconds, he hit Enter again and continued to enter a long password without a password verification box.

next moment.

The computer interface was at a standstill, flowing into the bottom of the interface like water, and at the same time a gray page was pulled out from the top.

 At the top of the page, there is only a simple name: Gray World.

 At the lower right end, there is something similar to a chat software, with messages constantly flashing.

 Dean clicked on the chat box.

There are only two heads on it.

 One avatar is a picture of a deep ocean.

 This is Dean's chat account, codenamed Dahai.

 As he logged in, the gray sea lit up, revealing blue-black colors.

 The other avatar is a bunch of messy colored lines, codenamed Wugan, and the avatar is lit!

 “Just got up?”

Dean muttered in his mind, clicked on the other person's profile picture, and sent a series of greeting messages to him.

 Gray World is the software he asked Little Mike to develop.

 Wu Gan is Little Mike.

Due to congenital reasons, his body cannot secrete many hormones, resulting in a lack of emotion, and his physical condition is getting worse and worse, so he uses a pile of colorful threads as his avatar.

Those lines represent various emotions.

 Dean has never relaxed his relationship with Little Mac.

 This guy is a monster.

However, for the sake of safety, he finally used the inspiration of the Lucifer Organization to let Little Mike also develop a "grey world" to facilitate the contact between the two.

 If necessary in the future.

 Deen will also bring in people he recognizes.

Little Mike was obviously sitting in front of the computer and immediately responded to Dean's message: "Dean, you haven't been to my place for a long time."

Dean immediately typed a reply: "It's not convenient for me to appear in Los Angeles all the time, but I will solve the matter soon. In addition, I am already setting up a pharmaceutical company. All profits from the future can be used to assist you in the treatment of the human body." Research!"

 When communicating with Mike, Dean is very direct and does not explain too much.

 Because it's useless.

Little Mike is only emotionally deficient and unable to understand various emotions, but with the monster's IQ, he can easily express the emotions he wants to express.

 He just cannot intuitively feel various emotions, and will not be affected by emotions, just like an intelligent program, acting to facilitate dominance.

 His greatest desire is to regain his emotions.

 “Okay, as soon as possible, I don't think I can last long.”

 “What help do you want this time?”

Little Mike guessed that Dean was looking for him, and something must have happened.

Dean is very thick-skinned and expressed his appeal: "While solving the case, I encountered the attention of the Lucifer organization and was invited to participate in a battle royale game."

 He told little Mike the ins and outs and requests in detail.

 This time.

 Dean wasn't going to hold back any longer.

 As it becomes difficult to obtain experience points, it will become increasingly difficult for him to improve his abilities. He can only rely on his strong learning ability and self-study to become comprehensive.

 In this case.

 It's time to start cleaning up those bed bugs that disturb your peaceful life!

 (End of this chapter)

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