The world of American TV series: Starting with the L.A. Patrol.

Chapter 336 Corpse hidden in the wall

"But the police didn't find it in the house at that time. Oh my god, you mean we have a body hidden in the house!"

The male host's words immediately made the hostess, whose butt had just touched the sofa, stand up again.

"Oh my god, is this real?"

"This is exactly what we want to confirm. The suspect once worked here. Can you recall if anything special happened during the house renovation?" Emily nodded.

"For example, some people seem particularly aggressive, there has been some dispute here, or someone suddenly disappeared without completing his work." Hotchner reminded.

"Looking back carefully, I know it is difficult, but it is the key to the whole case."

Rosie's tone when speaking was always so unhurried and her words were clear, as if she could reach deep into people's hearts and soothe the other person's emotions.

His words made the black couple fall into deep thought. After hesitating for a long time, the male protagonist shook his head helplessly.

"I really can't remember. In fact, we only contacted the contractor. He was very friendly and our communication was very smooth."

"Oh no, God." The male host was immediately interrupted by his wife.

"I remembered that contractor. After the damage occurred, we wanted to contact him to continue to be responsible for the repairs, but he never returned our call."

Everyone looked at each other and it seemed that they were really inseparable.

Boyette was the first to be unable to hold back and asked bluntly, "In the police report, except for one room, everything else showed signs of damage, right?"

"Yes, except for the baby room, everything else was smashed. It was just repaired and it was less than a week after we moved in." The male host nodded.

"Do you mind if we take a look?"

"Of course not." With that, the male host led a few people to the baby room. The others stayed at the door. Only Jack and Red walked into the room for inspection. Boyette looked around and followed. Come in.

The room is not big, more than ten square meters, and it is very warmly decorated. The walls are in warm colors and there are many pictures of cute animals. It can be seen that the couple put a lot of thought into it.

There was a small storage room at the end of the baby room separated by plasterboards. Rhett poked his head in and checked, but found nothing. Then he raised his head and cast his gaze to the ceiling.

Jack raised his senses to the highest level, especially his sense of smell, but he was a little disappointed. Except for the smell of environmentally friendly paint, he did not smell the smell of blood or corpse odor.

At this time, professionals are needed. Although someone is proficient in carpentry and decorates his own home, he is definitely not as good as John when it comes to the structure of the house.

"John, I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, but there is something urgent." Jack took a few photos of the room and sent them to John, then dialed his phone and turned on the external speaker.

"I suspect there is a body hidden in this room. May I ask where you think it is most likely to be hidden?"

"Yes, I know you builders have a little tradition of leaving little things in the walls, like time capsules, but there are so many partitions here that I can't possibly break through all the drywall."

"Wow, then you really asked the right person. Wait a minute, I'll go to the living room and turn on the light. Jia Lisi has to go to work tomorrow morning and is already asleep now."

John's voice sounded excited on the phone, and he was obviously happy that he could be of help.

Not long after, his voice came over the phone again, "Well, if it were me, there is only one possibility, the structural wall at the entrance."

Before John finished speaking, Boyette, who was already impatient, took action directly and tapped his fingers lightly on the wall.

<divclass="contentadv">The inside of the structural wall is empty, and most areas have a dull echo when he knocks on it. Until he hits somewhere, the echo becomes a little different.

"Bang!" Boyette hit with an elbow, directly breaking the thin layer of drywall.

"Oh no." The male host was frightened by the next scene before he could stop him.

"Sorry, I thought you might have to change accommodation tonight." Boyette shrugged.

An object wrapped in a thick plastic bag suddenly appeared behind the wall. Although they could not see it clearly, everyone who was mentally prepared could clearly tell that it was a human head.

The location where Boyt was smashed was almost where a person's head would be when standing. Someone wrapped the entire body in a thick transparent plastic bag and built it vertically into the wall.

"Ugh" the male owner covered his mouth and ran out of the baby room, and then his wife exclaimed from outside, "Honey, something happened."

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Flashing police lights illuminated the lawn outside the villa, and the two owners of the house were invited into the police car. They would go to the 21st Precinct to make a simple report, and then someone would send them to find a hotel to settle down temporarily.

"This is simply a nightmare." Jiejie looked at the two people leaving with a sympathetic face.

"I finally decorated my new home and was looking forward to my baby. I was about to turn a new page in my life, but something like this happened."

"I think they should thank Jack. If they had a baby and lived in this room and then found the body, it would be a lifelong nightmare."

Emily tried to take part in that scene and shuddered involuntarily.

"Okay, how are you going to determine the identity of the murderer next?" Boyette asked impatiently.

The next second, everyone looked at Jack in unison.

"Okay, haven't you ever done any simple decoration at home?"

Jack looked at these guys in confusion. Forget about the two girls, that weakling Red probably couldn't be good at it. Could it be that the rest of them didn't understand any of them?Hannah could even help him put ashes on it.

"Don't look at me. All I need is a phone call. There are plenty of guys willing to help me with this kind of chore." Boyette shrugged habitually.

Someone turned his attention to Hotchner and Rossi. The former's eyes rarely wandered and he did not meet his eyes, while the latter looked confident.

"Do you know where I live? How can I worry about such a small thing."

Damn it, the rich guy who lives in Beverly Hills is amazing. Jack unhappily took out his cell phone and called Garcia.

"Beauty, help me find the address of the destroyed villa and open the contractor's work information."

"Okay, handsome guy." Garcia agreed happily.

"Is it James Morris? Is he the murderer?"

"No, but he may have been the first victim, and then pulled up the list of Morris's subcontractors, and then found the names and addresses of the workers who were responsible for doing the walls, wiring and painting the walls."