Legendary FBI Detective

  Chapter 71 The New Corpse (please read more! Ask for a monthly pass!)

   "So, don't just interact outdoors."

   Seeing Ken sitting on the ground with weak legs, but still hugging the weeping Raven tightly, Roan was speechless:

   "Let's not talk about mosquito bites. There are so many horror movies released by the Federation every year. Don't you remember any of the stories in them?"

  Ken swallowed, and said in a trembling voice:

   "I thought it was all stories."

   "The inspiration for the stories comes from life, young people."

   Shaking his head, let the two young people get into the SUV to rest, then took out his mobile phone and called the parents of the two young people, telling them to come pick them up quickly.

   "It should be the same person, Roan."

  On the edge of the lake, in a deep pit washed out by the current, a female corpse was buried in the water, lying quietly in it.

  Lacey stood on the edge of the pit and took a brief look, and found that the strangle marks on the neck of the female corpse were clearly visible, there were signs of being bound on the wrists and ankles, some bruises could be seen faintly on the collarbone, and the pants of the corpse were also a little skewed.

  The most important thing is that the ring on the corpse's hand has disappeared.

"All right."

  Seeing Susan's body, Roan was silent for a moment, called Augustus, and briefly described the situation here. Augustus immediately notified the trace inspection department and asked them to send agents here to check the scene as soon as possible.

  Hung up the phone, Roan began to look around, and saw a row of deep footprints among the dead leaves on the ground.

   "It seems that the murderer's original plan was to throw the victim into the lake behind her back."

  Lacey on the side walked to Roan, looked down at the footprints, looked up at the path some distance away, and then looked at the lake that was still a short distance away, and shrugged:

   "But he couldn't carry his back halfway, so he threw the victim here."

   "No, it shouldn't be."

   Looking carefully at the footprints on the ground, Roan frowned. After bending down and squatting down, he simply measured the length of the footprints, and then said:

   "The length of this footprint is definitely more than 25 centimeters, it is not clear whether it is 26 or 27.

  Take the lowest number of 25, and according to the formula of footprint length and height, multiply 25 by 6.8, which is about 170, so the murderer’s height is definitely higher than 170. "

   Lacey from the intelligence department looked dazed, and before she could react, Roan continued:

   "Whether it's Louise or the scavengers, they say that this white male is of medium build.

  I asked Susan about her weight before, and it was only about 45kg. "

  An adult Caucasian male with a height of over 170 and a medium build, under normal circumstances, cannot carry an adult Caucasian female who is 1.6 meters tall and weighs 90 kg.

  Louis and the scavengers have never said before that they saw the murderer with physical injuries.

   Clapping his hands and straightening up, Roan turned his head and saw the expression on Lacey's face, and then grinned: "I learned it in the FBI training academy."

   As a killer in the previous life, erasing one's own footprints, and how to fake footprints to confuse trackers, is a must-learn course, such as some basic knowledge:

  Adolescents have short steps, thin footprints, irregular distances between footprints, and curved walking routes.

  Young people have big steps and big footprints, and the distance between footprints is regular. They walk in a straight line.

  Old people have short steps, steady walking, short footprints, and the pressure on the heel of the footprint is heavier than that of the sole of the foot, etc.

  After learning the basics, the old killer taught Roan a lot of ways to hide his real age through steps, footprints, etc.

   "OK."

   Lacey didn't ask in detail. She came from the Intelligence Department and knew something about this knowledge, but she was not very proficient, and she didn't remember it for a while.

   "So, what do you mean?"

   "What I mean is very simple. The original intention of the murderer was indeed to throw the body into the lake. You are not wrong about that."

  Roan pointed to the lake not far away, then pointed to the messy footprints beside the deep pit, frowning slightly:

   "But when he came here, he should have encountered some kind of unexpected event, so he had to throw the body in the deep pit."

  Hearing this, Lacey frowned: "What unexpected event?"

  Roan spread his hands: "I don't know, it's just a guess, maybe someone found the car parked by the murderer."

"All right."

   Lacey nodded, didn't say much, and began to search the periphery of the scene carefully with Roan.

  In the gully between the deep pit and the lake, on a tree growing obliquely, Roan accidentally found a small transparent packaging bag.

"What's this?"

   Seeing Roan carefully pick it up from the leaves, Lacey also came over, tilting her head and asking:

   “Like a bag for flour.”

"possible."

  Roan nodded, put it away carefully, and continued to search around the periphery of the scene.

   Soon, several agents from the Trace Inspection Section drove to the scene in a car.

  Luo An briefly exchanged with the other party, and after handing over the transparent packaging bag to the other party, several two detectives from the trace inspection department jumped into the deep pit and began to carefully examine the surroundings of the corpse.

   After a while, the two frightened young lovers were also picked up by their respective parents.

  Seeing the violent reactions of the parents of both parties dancing and dancing, Luo An felt that these two exciting men and women should not be able to sleep tonight.

  After the on-site inspection was completed and the corpse was packed into the car, Agent Nell from the Trace Inspection Section came over to Roan who had met Roan because of the appearance of the female corpse in the refrigerator during the disappearance case.

   "Hello, Neil, thank you for your hard work."

  Roan stretched out his hand, greeted Neil with a smile, and asked with a smile:

   "Well, did you find anything?"

   "It's all work."

  A smile appeared on Detective Nell's round face. Hearing Roan's question, he briefly talked about the situation at the scene, and then said:

   "The victim is suspected to have been raped by the murderer before his death, but it can't be determined before the autopsy. If the cause of death is high probability, it is a strangle mark on the neck."

  Roan nodded: "OK, please notify me as soon as the autopsy report comes out."

"no problem."

  Nell agreed to Roan with a smile, and the two parties returned to their respective cars and returned to the FBI New York headquarters building together.

  —

  The office area of ​​the No. 5 investigation team.

   "Still can't find any trace of the gray car, Roan."

   Lacey went to inform and comfort the family members of the victim Susan, while Roan unloaded the equipment and sat back on the chair at his station.

  Just as she was about to stretch, Mona on the side stopped typing on the keyboard and leaned over to Roan to vomit her bitterness.

   "There are too few networked monitoring in that area, and it can be checked with one hand. There are too many traffic arteries in the periphery, and the traffic volume is huge. It is impossible to check for suspicious gray cars."

The gray car drove sideways on the house surveillance outside the forest area. Because of the angle, the license plate of the gray car was not visible in the video, nor was there any difference in the windshield. Naturally, it was impossible to check the other party through the main traffic line. .

  The only certainty is that the gray car has four tires and the doors are intact.

   "Don't be discouraged, Mona, as long as you keep working hard, you will definitely gain something."

   Poured a bowl of hot chicken soup on Mona's head, which made her dizzy, and Roan pushed her back to the computer again.

"you"

  Mona was about to continue to say something, when Ryder suddenly pushed the door of the No. 5 investigation team, and shouted excitedly at Roan:

   "Roan! The portrait simulation you asked me to do, the result has come out, you will never guess who the man who appeared in the church is!"

   Ask for a monthly pass at the end of the month! I also hope that all book lovers will support this book more, don't keep it anymore, and let this book have a chance to rush to Sanjiang, thank you all!

   Tomorrow is still the third watch!

  (end of this chapter)