Chapter 84: Monkey dances to the great god
Carl lived for two lifetimes, with no parents and no children from the lower.
In this life, there is only one sister who depends on each other.
There are very few things he has to protect.
But there are a lot of things he wants to protect.
Start with my sister Alison.
Start at his house.
Come to your house.
Go to the old Wang family next door; to the opposite house; to the entire district; to radiate to the entire city of San Mateo; to expand to the state of Galileo; and finally, the entire Arante Republic Federation!
The net of heaven is vast and sparse and leaky.
People's Hound Carl Brian, never stops!
Let this slow, human-filled heart plug the loopholes!
...
In the same room, Perotti was observing the bloodlines left by window lattices, table edges, ceilings, table legs, floors, windowsills and curtains.
It was nothing in the first day of the junior high school. At first glance, these conspicuous blood lines were all smooth, even and powerful.
It's not left by the blood that splattered by spraying or splattering.
But something crawled over!!
Something was stained with blood, and it was scratched through the bloodline left on the surface!
Thousands of threads are densely distributed in conspicuous and inconspicuous places in the room.
The more you look at the face of the Chinese character, the more creepy you feel!
Immediately, looking at the pale super policeman Carl Brian - obviously treating Carl as an exorcist.
I found that the latter was standing still, his face pale and heavy.
Like a vampire running out of the movie!
"Inspector Brian, do you feel something on your head?" His exaggerated face, and he didn't forget to be humble, and he joked.
"Inspector Hamilton, let's watch the second scene."
Carl ignored the other party's sarcasm.
He went straight out of the door and went downstairs.
Observe the terrain around the community again.
There are more and more people eating melons.
Office workers in the other three buildings stopped to watch after hearing that there was a case in the community or a murder case.
After watching for a while, I was afraid of delaying work, so I rode an electric bike or a bicycle and accepted my fate and moved bricks.
The murders in the city are far less true than those in full attendance.
Everyone who lives hard is their own glory of kings, and no one can easily deprive them!
So what about 996 and 007?
Choice is great!
Then every one of you who is desperately slapping is worthy of the protection of Carl Brian... Carl was in a heavy mood and swept across his tired and fireworks-filled faces.
Young, working people, tired but full of hope.
Those who walk their dogs in the community and those who come back from school all join the melon-eating army.
In front of Building 3, Lianhua Community, there is a human wall outside the cordon.
Suddenly, Carl saw a back with a different style at the corner of his eyes.
A young man said, "Hell!" and turned around and walked into Building 2.
The young man was wearing a blue windbreaker and had messy hair on the back of his head.
Walking staggers.
Second-rate style, plus third-rate temperament.
As he entered the building, he looked around.
In guilt, with caution and irritability.
Carl asked Tiger to follow up and interrogate, then left the community and went to the second scene - the dusty concrete avenue.
This road is quite wide and has no traffic route.
The electric bikes and bicycles coming and going are painted as points, lines, and surfaces where people move every day in the city.
Today, this section of the road was completely blocked by the Minghuang cordon and two police cars from beginning to end.
The person who rode his bike into this path had to take a detour.
Curious passers-by will stop and take a look.
The brave and idle person is close to the cordon and ask what happened to the mount police officers on the line.
In the cordon, there is a pile of vomit and concrete mounds on the floor near the Baihe Community.
The reason why such a large section of the place was sealed.
Because the vomit is 1 meter in radius, the thin ground is completely removed and concentrated around the vomit.
A small pile of dried, brown-yellow crumb-like mixtures...
The smell of wine, the sour and sour smell is continuous, and the raw materials can be seen vaguely...
Carl looked up and looked around.
The sparse street lights and the road is very empty. You can see the edge at a glance, without surveillance and no trees.
No other pedestrians passed by last night.
Carl saw an ancient surveillance camera around the corner of the building wall of Baihe Community.
"I have already asked someone to adjust the surveillance, but don't have too much expectations. After all, the wall of the building is much taller than the dead." Seeing Carl staring at the camera, the national face said with a voice.
"I will check the security guards of Baihe Community and the garbage trucks passing by the garbage station later," said Carl.
"What? Do you think this scene is more important?"
"This is the scene where the victim called the police and was attacked by sand and stones. The 'athletes' of the special bureau prefer such a scene."
Carl emphasized the three words of athlete.
"Ha! Finally got the chance to cooperate with the Alien Bureau. Come on, Inspector Brian, let me open my eyes! Where are your flying broom and wand?"
The national face Perotti spreads his hands and makes a "Please start your performance" pose.
When mentally retarded wants to lower our IQ, don't follow suit, otherwise the entire area will not be able to fill in the IQ gap... Carl said:
"Inspector Hamilton, you stepped on something."
"Damn it! It's a shoe!"
Perotti almost tripped, stood firm, squatted down and looked, confirming that it was the victim's shoes that ran away.
Carl pulled the corner of his mouth. How long does it take for this person to endure the monkey's self-sex as a master?
Get the bricks back to the station quickly...
He rests today, but as the team leader, he occasionally works overtime voluntarily, which is not counted as labor time.
To avoid waiting for Alison to come to find his brother, he was caught by someone from the Political Department and impeached him to do private affairs during work hours.
He approached the wall of the building and took a deep breath.
*Alcohol smell.
*With the blessing of digestive fluid, the food will smell deeply ferment.
*The fishy smell of concrete is not too heavy, which means there is not much organic matter in sand and cement.
*The smell of moss on the floor wall.
*Sweat smell
*The smell of animal fur that is light and cannot be distinguished.
*The rust smell of drain pipes...
...
The taste it should have has.
I don't know where the taste that shouldn't be there.
The deceased also had the smell of animal fur in the room where the deceased lay down.
"Inspector Hamilton, please help me find out if there is any animal fur or feces nearby."
Carl quickly shared information with the National Face so that the animal hair as light as a feather would be blown away by the wind.
"What are you talking about? Wow! Superpower is superpower. You don't look at anything and you know you want to find animal fur!"
The national-shaped face Perotti applauded twice, sarcasm and distrust could be felt through the vomit.
Carl ignored his sarcasm.
Scott Hamilton, a cousin with a national face, is also a bad embryo that looks down on people, otherwise how could I touch Evette's material?
Unexpectedly, it turns out that it is their family tradition!
Carl closed his eyes and continued to concentrate, pursuing the pace of his voice.
The agile auditory elves, waving their transparent wings, flew out in a slim way...
Some flew into the building wall to retrieve the sound waves absorbed by the wall; some crawled into the ground and pulled out the broken sounds scattered to the ground; they flew away, bypassing the Hengqian of time, and searched for the sound waves that had appeared in the air...
The sound waves floated in an empty place and disappeared.
It is far less sonic waves absorbed by the surface of an object and are so easy to retrieve.
Chapter completed!