Chapter 138: Declare protesting against the indifference of the city
In the past, there were many such low houses in Mala District.
Carl didn't remember when and how it disappeared.
Seeing this house that has accumulated memories and time again, his senses were pulled to more than ten years ago—
In order to help supplement the household use, Carl bought milk powder for Alison. At the age of four or five, he ran alleys to pick up paper jars.
People are children, and their souls are 26 years old adults.
Carl Ryante, who is sensible, not pretentious, not spoiled, not crying or making trouble, and not complaining about the world.
Just start again in Arante.
Raise your sister and everything will be fine.
It was Carl's only obsession at that time.
More than ten years ago, he traveled throughout the Mara District many times.
The place is densely populated and has a lot of domestic waste.
There are also kind-hearted people who often give food or leave paper jars for him.
Such a low house in Mala District is so kind!
Unfortunately, they were all collected and pushed down by the developer's bulldozers.
The city can never go back.
The street lights were dim, and several young and strong agents moved out of the height-incandescent lamp from behind the police car, and it suddenly became as bright as daytime.
In the early years, the newly promulgated Forestry Law of Galileo stipulated that trees must not be cut down for more than 5 years and can only be transplanted.
This cherry tree has obviously been more than 20 years ago and is growing on the dividing line between nail households and developers' communities. It is estimated that the developer does not want to spend money, and the owner of the house is happy.
Let this green spread out from the cracks to mid-air, declaring protest against the indifference of the city.
In the light of the incandescent lamp, the bright yellow cordon was pulled up and the survey was carried out in an orderly manner.
"Bryan, how did you find the first scene? Your monster ability? It's not a sense of smell, is it a dog's nose?"
The black national character face is sarcastic and sarcastic, and he cheers for Carl.
His cousin Scott Hamilton was fined half a month's salary by the team leader during the day, and his grandson of the Heavenly Pride, Eles, and his contribution to the case this year was zero.
The slutty Scott Hamilton finally paid the price for his underestimation.
The reason for handling the case this year is that Scott Hamilton, who touched Yvette's materials, changed to the ox cart in the elite investigation bureau promoted to the Rockets.
It seems that Perotti is not angry about the strange adjustment game after being angry with his cousin.
Carl ignored his imprisonment and said gloomy:
"Diet to tell me"
Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew, blew up Carl's silver-gray hair curtain, and the shadow of the lamp hit his pale face.
The black national face in the region was terrified and felt that the air was not safe anymore.
"Carl! Come over with another lamp. I'm under the stone, and it seems like I'm seeing something!"
Avis shouted on the back of the tree.
Carl carried a small light and surrounded him with the trace inspection technician.
Leave a national face with Perotti on a wide road surface, savoring supernatural elements alone.
“What did you see?”
The spotlight on Carl's hand shone on Avis, and the latter's face burst into veins, and he struggled to carry a corner of a large stone.
"Just now! I saw something and ran under the stone. It was not a mouse or a snake. I stepped on its tail with one foot, and you can see what it is!"
The irregular huge bluestone that Avis brought up was elliptical, and integrated with the soil in the night.
Carl and Bussel of the Shinstone Department quickly reached out to catch it and shared the weight of Avis's hand.
"It's the roots of the tree."
Carl saw clearly what Ives stepped on. Under the bluestone, under the strong light of the incandescent lamp, various small insects fleeing everywhere, with an incompatible tree root, half of which drilled into the soil.
"Impossible, it is alive and can move! It is not a tree root! It is almost digging into the soil." Avis was sure that he was not blind just now.
"I won't move..." Scar inspection technician Bussel carefully clamped the root of the tree that was said to be moving with tweezers, pulled it a few times, and confirmed that it was dead.
"It really moves! If I hadn't stepped on it, it would have run away and drilled under the stone. The stone was so heavy!"
As the main force in resisting stones, Avis lifted up a large stone of hundreds of kilograms and his hands were almost exhausted.
"You loosen your feet, I'll pick it up and put the stone down."
Busel of the Department of Sinica pulled out the roots with his glove-wearing hands.
Then, with a "pound", the three of them let go, and the big bluestone hit the soil.
"Is it the root of King Ying?" Ives asked
"No, this is the root of the pine tree." Carl smelled.
The three of them looked at each other in a glance.
"You will know when you take it back for inspection." Busel put the roots in a transparent plastic box of physical evidence.
On the other side of the King Ying, the little forensic doctor Yan South is already hardworking to bear the blood.
The trunk of the tree was hit by blood, and the force was so strong that the thick bark was concave, with scalp and tissue fragments on it, and there was a jelly-like brain flower.
Everyone's scalp trembled.
Under the tree, there were several pools of bright red blood and slanted angles splattering blood.
In addition, it is clean within a radius of dozens of meters, and there are no other traces on the road surface.
Ten meters away from the tree, a shared electric skateboard was parked.
Regional Black Perrodi called the shared electric skateboard company and asked to retrieve the anti-theft shooting pictures of the use records and electric pedals.
Another team member of his team went to knock on the door of the nail house.
Avis and the honest agent, he went to the nearby community to monitor the surveillance.
Carl still stayed where he was.
The King Cherry Tree is inside, and it is the courtyard road of the Nailuhu family, leading to the newly built parking lot behind the Nailuhu family.
Outside is the road surface of a wide double-track lane, without a middle fence, and the whistling sound of cars coming and going.
Opening up space is not conducive to the retention of smell and sound.
In the smell information, in addition to the normal bloody smell, there are also:
* Incredible smell of pine roots.
*The smell of soil, there is a lot of soil near Dawang Cherry, and it is not certain whether there is any foreign soil. The trace inspection technician Buser took many soil samples.
*A light barbecue flavor.
*The smell of trunks and leaves of Da Wangying
*The smell of smoke from firewood should be the burning stove in the yard of the nail household.
*The smell of dog urine came from a telephone pole not far away.
...
Carl switched to the cross-time sound channel again.
The auditory elves burst into tears and moved bricks, floating away with resentment, lifting up the paper pages of space, and overcoming the obstacles of time.
Carl heard:
* "Buzz" the slight sound of a shared electric skateboard.
* "KaKa" shares the sound of electric skateboards and the footrests are put down.
*"Boom!" The huge tension stirred the sound of the air, like suddenly opening a huge umbrella.
*"Uh..." The short cry for help was stopped before it could be formed.
*The blunt sound of the skull burst, followed by a familiar "swish swish swish swish" sound.
"Swish swish swish" sound lasted for nearly a minute, gradually fading away...
Carl opened his eyes and felt bad.
He said unbearably:
Chapter completed!