MTL - North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI-Chapter 176 case over, bait

  Chapter 176 case closed, bait

  The winter nights in Los Angeles are slightly cold.

  The atmosphere in the room is very hot.

  Dean originally wanted to wait for them to end before seeing them off properly.

   But there are some things.

  Women do have to persist longer and have stronger endurance than men.

  After a few times.

   As a decent person wearing a mask.

  Dean couldn't bear it after all, and knocked on the indoor door.

  Boom boom boom~

   Accompanied by a strong knock on the door.

  The originally high-spirited atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into dead silence.

  Gently made advance notice.

  Dean unscrewed the handle, opened the unlocked inner door, and walked in.

  The bedroom is not big, but the bed is not small.

  69 styles of white and black on the bed, cuddling together, keeping each other warm, staring blankly at the 'masked man' who walked in, as if he hadn't woken up from the top of the cloud.

   "I'm sorry to meet you in this way. Let me introduce myself. You can call me 'Gentleman'. I am a vindictive person. I came here today because I was entrusted by a young dead soul to uphold justice for him!"

  The mechanical sound sounds.

   Salad and Azalia, finally realized what happened!

   "FK!"

  Aishaliya cursed angrily, and wanted to get up and go to the bedside to get a gun, but it was difficult for her to get up because Sarah's thigh was on her neck.

   Salad is not to mention.

   A revolver aimed directly at her forehead.

  Sara didn't dare to move, so she could only maintain a 'kissing' posture with Aishaliya and raised her hands to show that she was not threatening.

"very good."

  Dean put away his gun: "Which one of you is Azalea?"

  Aishaliya just wanted to speak.

  Shala broke away from the intimate contact first, and gasped: "I am, what do you want from me?"

   is not looking up.

   She was suffocating.

  Dean tilted his head, looking straight at her with a pale and smirking mask: "You?"

  Shala gritted her teeth and nodded: "Yes, I am Azalea, but I don't know you!"

"interesting."

Dean leaned against the wall: "I saw you on the news, you are Henry's sister, in fact, the reason why I came to Azalea was because she tortured and killed the child, so I wanted to talk to her , but you want to protect the murderer who killed your brother?"

"What?"

   Salad thought she heard it wrong:

"impossible!

  Azalea told me.

  Because of the inaction of the police station, Henry died from perverted netizens.

   Moreover, in order to shirk responsibility, those **** also moved Henry's body from the pervert's house outside, pretending to find it accidentally.

  Azalea never lied to me.

   No way she did it! "

   Saying that, Sarah subconsciously looked at Azalea.

  Aishalia avoided her gaze, and suddenly exerted force on her feet, her potential exploded, and she kicked the unprepared Sarah in the air towards Dean. At the same time, she turned over and pulled out the drawer, grabbing the pistol inside.

   She is fast.

   Dean reacts faster!

  He grabbed the salad in the sky, used the person as a sandbag, and smashed it hard.

   A bang.

  Two screams sounded.

   Poor Azalia had her hand stuck in the drawer, and was forced to sag her arm by Sarah's weight and Dean's strength.

   Salad was also bruised because her back hit the corner of the cabinet.

  But the pain on her body was far less than the pain in Sarah's heart.

  She looked at Azalia who was clutching her twisted arm and screaming, her eyes were full of disbelief.

  I protect the other party, but the other party uses myself as a human shield in times of crisis.

   Everything before eachother.

   At this moment everything collapsed.

  Dean doesn't care about Sarah's current mood.

  He walked up to the screaming Azalia, carefully took out a video recorder from his pocket, pointed at the two, turned on the switch, and said to himself:

   "Azalea.

  You were violated in childhood, leaving a shadow in your heart.

   This leads to you being a **** as an adult and misogynist.

   Until you are violated again.

   This time, you have a different feeling.

  You find that the original happiness with the same **** seems to be not as fulfilling and satisfying as when you encounter misfortune, and you start to enjoy it.

   But you are distressed.

  Because at this point, you already have a fixed object salad.

  The other party even borrowed seeds from others for you and gave birth to a child.

  So from then on, you were struggling.

  On the one hand, it is to follow one's heart and be willing to degenerate.

  On one side is his female companion who has been with him for many years.

  You don’t know how to choose, and you even considered applying to be a prison guard, in exchange for a life with the best of both worlds.

  Your application was not approved.

  The reason is that your psychological test shows that you have masochistic tendencies.

you failed.

   But also succeeded.

  Because of this application, you met the person who let you out of it all.

  He gave you a plan.

   A plan where the other side benefits and you can regain your freedom.

Everything is going smooth.

   It's just a pity for Henry, who is only twelve years old.

  He died tragically at the hands of his sister's partner, but my sister was still defending the murderer who killed him when he was able to redress his grievances."

  These are the reverse deduction made by Dean after reading Azalia's information and combining the current information.

   Accompanied by the deep voice of the mechanical voice.

  Aishaliya, who was screaming, seemed to have forgotten the pain on her body. She looked at the "masked man" in front of her in disbelief, and said tremblingly, "Who are you?"

  These secrets hidden in the bottom of my heart.

   She never told anyone!

there has never been!

  But the masked man in front of him, as if he could read minds, directly opened her ugly and twisted heart, making her frightened, but also lowered her head in shame and embarrassment, for fear of meeting Sarah's eyes.

   Sarah stared wide-eyed.

  Seeing Azalia's reaction, she knew that everything the masked man said was true!

  Sara sat on the ground with some exhaustion, touching Azalia's face: "Tell me, isn't this true?"

   Aishaliya turned her head and said nothing.

"hehe."

  Sara smiled miserably, looked at Dean desolately and blankly, and begged, "Kill me!"

   Dean: "."

  You are like this, which makes me a little embarrassed.

  Dean saw death in her eyes.

  He decided to change the way today and end it all.

  Dean shook his head:

   "I don't kill idiots.

  Azalia, after you killed Henry, you put his body on the sofa and transported it away, dumped the body, and finally used your little female companion to launch a public opinion offensive.

  I'm curious, what exactly are you trying to do? "

  Aishaliya turned her head: "If you tell me, you will let me go?"

"No problem at all.

   Anyway, in the end, you can get your wish and enter the prison you want to go to.

   It's the poor little boy.

  The person my sister loved the most tortured and killed him. In the end, his sister was still foolishly thinking about the murderer, but she didn't know that her brother's death was entirely caused by herself.

   What a twisted and selfish love. "

  Aishaliya didn’t care about this, and regarded Dean’s words as her only lifeline:

   "I want to release a murderer.

  Normal methods may cause the forensics department to directly conceal the blood evidence found due to reasons in another state, so that this matter will end before it even started.

   It's not the first time they've done something like this.

   But in a special period, if public opinion is aroused, those big shots can be forced to take the initiative to deal with this matter quickly, and help me deal with the salad by the way. "

   "So in order to release a murderer, you modeled his modus operandi, killed Henry, and at the same time left the murderer's blood on Henry's body?"

   "Yes, I deliberately studied the other party's killing methods, and secretly asked for a copy of his blood through a special channel. Although it was a bit troublesome, everything went smoothly until you suddenly appeared."

   Azalia spoke frankly.

  Just like three days ago, she did not shy away from surveillance and hid Henry in the sofa to throw his body.

   "Very well, you survived."

   After Dean finished speaking, he turned and left without dragging his feet.

  Anyway, he just said that he would not kill Azalea.

   There is another woman in this room who is repeatedly stimulated and feels that she has lost everything.

"gone?"

  Aishaliya looked out of the dark bedroom in disbelief, waited for more than ten seconds, and only showed surprise after hearing no movement.

   The other party really left!

  Just when she was about to get up and deal with the injuries on her body.

  Sara looked at her expressionlessly: "Aishaliya, tell me, you killed Henry, let me sell tragedies, and guide those people's emotions. What is the purpose?"

  Aishaliya said disapprovingly:

   "Do you think I was lying just now?

  Salad, don't be naive, I don't want to act anymore.

  I designed all of this to get rid of your troubles and to complete the joining assessment of an interesting organization by the way.

  After contacting them, I realized what the same kind is, instead of being with you, I can only grind the mirror boringly.

  Since I met you, I often get mouth ulcers.

  I have already."

   bang~

   Splash of watermelon juice.

  Azalia was hit and hit the wall, her 'three eyes' were wide open, and she looked at the gun in Sarah's hand blankly and in astonishment, which became a frozen picture.

   Kill Azalea.

  Shara threw the pistol out of the drawer with a miserable smile, and sat on the ground blankly, with a smile on his face, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing out.

Fake!

   Everything is fake!

  Long time.

She got up numbly, picked up the video recorder that Dean didn't take away, pointed at herself and the corpse of Azalia who had been shot open, and said nervously: "I don't have the courage to continue living. I will keep this video. To the police, I don’t want everyone to be bewitched by my performance and do impulsive things, I’m sorry.”

   said.

  She took out her mobile phone, called the police in front of the video, and explained the situation calmly.

  After hanging up the phone.

  She walked to Azalia's body, snuggled into her still warm arms, picked up the pistol, and stuck it into her mouth.

   After a bang gunshot.

   The bedroom was completely dead silent.

Next room.

  Dean is teasing the awakened daughter Harry.

  This little cutie seems to be used to waking up with no one around. Not only does she not cry or fuss, but she also keeps her eyes wide open, curiously looking at the mask on Dean's face, and stretches out her little hand as if to grab it.

   "Little baby, without such a resentful mother who treats you as a tool, I think your road will be much smoother in the future. I just don't know how Harry will face his life as a baby daddy in the future, hehe"

  Dean got up and checked the information in his mind: [Detection of child abuse case, experience value +700, level: 17 (1200/3200)]

  Experience value is so-so.

  But this also shows.

   Aishaliya's killing of Henry was indeed led by her alone, and no one else participated.

  But this woman, to be honest, really doesn't look like someone with such a brain.

  Dean rubbed his chin, smiled badly, and left quietly after making arrangements inside and outside Azalea's house.

  His time card is very accurate.

   After a few minutes.

  A police car with red and blue lights parked outside Azalia's house.

   There are neighbors who were awakened by the gunshots.

   But no one lights up.

  After calling the door several times and no response.

  The patrolmen decided to break in

  After Dean went back, he thought he would receive a call from the police officer on duty.

   After all, Azalia's residence is also in the jurisdiction of the Fourth Squadron.

But actually.

   Until the next morning.

  Dean didn’t even receive a text message, let alone a phone call. Instead, he saw a lot of news and lectures about the salad incident in the Los Angeles news.

   Seemingly overnight.

  The police figured out the cause of the incident and made up a very reasonable and tragic story with cause and effect.

this means.

  The video recorder he left in Azalia's house has been taken by the police.

  The fish are hooked!

  Dean poured himself a cup of coffee slowly, then turned on the computer and connected to a specific IP network.

  After a while of caching.

  Four surveillance images covering Azalia are all over the computer screen.

   "Let's see who the little fish is."

  Dean rubbed his hands, and flipped through the monitoring content after he left last night.

  The case shown on the panel is closed, only the case of Henry's death.

  This is a case within a case!

   Behind Azalea, there are people!

  I think that in order to obtain the information of the "Mask Killer", I was targeted by a person suspected of being a member of the Lucifer game organization and peripheral members at the NSA's No. 13 intelligence base.

   Dean doubted.

  Here in Los Angeles, members of the Lucifer Game Organization became active again.

  Dean is not willing to continue to have his information sold.

  He simply left the bait at Azalia's house.

  He wasn't sure, what Azalia met was someone from the Lucifer Game Organization.

   But it doesn't matter.

  It doesn’t matter what kind of fish, just make a nest first.

   Kill whoever meets you.

   In short, not the Air Force!

   Converge your mind.

  Dean lit a cigarette and sped up the monitoring screen.

   Chapter 175 was actually published at half past eleven.

   It is under review as soon as it is sent out.

   There should be sensitive words.

   I changed it several times before I successfully reissued the current chapter.

   As for the chapter that was blocked by review, I will ask the editor in charge to help delete it.

Good night.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)