Hunting Forensic Medicine 3 Serious Crime Team

The friend Lu Yuanqiao introduced to Luo Jianan was named Ning Hong, who had a successful career at a young age and was warm and thoughtful.Before Luo Jianan arrived at the warehouse, he called from there, asking him what kind of car he wanted, and then arranged for three SUVs to park in the open space outside the warehouse, waiting for Luo Jianan to test drive.

Seeing Luo Jianan, Ning Hong went up to exchange a few words of greeting, and got straight to the point: "I heard from Yuan Qiao that you want to buy a second-hand Range Rover, but I don't have one right now. If you really want it, I can ask you about other things. friend."

"Hey, it doesn't have to be a Range Rover, I'll just say that." Luo Jianan said, looking at the three SUVs parked in the empty field, a Ford, an Acura, and a JEEP. The appearance was neat and clean.Especially that black JEEP, there is no scratch on the pure black body, and the glass is polished to shine.

"Yeah, who doesn't like a good car." Ning Hong smiled casually, took out the soft Zhonghua that businessmen always have and handed it to Luo Jianan, pointed back at the JEEP parked in the middle, and talked freely: "I suggest You mention this Commander, four-wheel drive top configuration, the engine adopts Honeywell single-turbo twin-scroll technology, low speed and high dynamic response, ACC adaptive cruise, running at high speed to 1000 easily, unless you are driving a supercar The criminals, otherwise there is no one who can’t catch up. In addition, this car was confiscated as soon as the ownership was transferred, and it has been driven for a total of 22 kilometers. It is the same as a new car. The auction reserve price is 4. You have to go to a 45S store to buy it. It will cost [-] to [-] yuan, which is really a bargain.”

To be honest, JEEP is the most impressive car brand in Luo Jianan's childhood memory.The Serious Crime Squad was formerly known as the Serious Criminal Brigade. When his grandfather Luo Mingzhe became the captain, he drove an army-green Grand Cherokee every day to solve murder cases in the wind and rain.The square and solid car model, if you look at it now, the design is rather rustic, but in that era, it could attract countless eyeballs everywhere.

As for the car in front of me, the overall model has smooth lines, stylish yet stable.Looking at it, Luo Jianan has a proud sense of inheritance in his chest: cars, new generations, people are also struggling on the same front from generation to generation. If Luo Mingzhe knows, his grandson is walking step by step on the road he walked. I don't know how gratifying it will be.

After getting into the car for a test drive, and returning from a [-]-kilometer drive on various roads, Luo Jianan couldn't put it down. The key point is that the rear seat has a lot of room, so no fuss is allowed.After getting out of the car, he asked Ning Hong, "Can I pick up the car at the reserve price?"

Ning Hong replied calmly: "Of course."

"Then you don't make any money?" Luo Jianan roughly understands how these businessmen who conduct auctions of seized assets for the court make money. There is no profit at all when selling at the reserve price.

Ning Hong suppressed his smile, and said solemnly: "I heard from Yuan Qiao that you have more than a dozen stab wounds on your body, and you were stabbed into the ICU by a professional killer. Brother Nan, don't think that brothers rely on this to make a living, but how much money do you have?" I know what money I should earn and what I shouldn’t earn… I’ve always admired you policemen, no matter how dangerous the situation is, you dare to rush upwards, whose life is not life, right?”

"No way, who asked us to do this." Luo Jianan lowered his head and smiled, raised his hand and patted the hood of the car—although he was thick-skinned, his ears were still a little hot when he was flattered in person.

——Oh, it would be great if Qi Ming came with me, and let my daughter-in-law see how respected I am outside!

"Then order this one?" Ning Hong asked.

"Ah, it's settled." Looking at Ning Hong's watch frequently, Luo Jianan knew that he was wasting the other party's time, "Where should I pay the money?"

"Don't worry about handing it in today. I have to communicate with the court. After all, it's an auction." Ning Hong estimated the time, "The morning after tomorrow, you go to my company, and I will give you the insurance replacement license and inspection in advance. Done, you can prepare a total of 25, oh yes, you have to give me the original ID card."

Luo Jianan hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll go through the formalities myself."

Considering his professional sensitivity, he is unwilling to fake his identity card, which is a highly private document, into the hands of others.Ning Hong also realized this, nodded and said, "Then at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, the vehicle management will see."

Luo Jianan reached out and shook his hand: "I invite you to have dinner with Yuan Qiao at noon tomorrow."

"Hahahaha, let the local tyrant invite him. His mother's real estate company just photographed a land king."

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Although Lu Yuanqiao said that his mother is only one of the shareholders of the real estate company, the ability to be able to shoot the land king must not be underestimated.Thinking of Cheng Hui's attitude towards him before, Luo Jianan suddenly felt that compared with that kind of guy who looked down on others, his little junior was simply an incomparably humble and respectful little cutie.

After going back to the forensic office and explaining to Qi Ming how much the car would cost, Luo Jianan finally had the time to go to the rest room to catch up on sleep.Although the bed was hard, the pillows were ripped out, and the smell in the room was even worse, he still lay down and slept.It was really too sleepy, and I slept for less than five hours in three days.

When he first joined the serious crime team, he got used to the routine of being patted awake as soon as he closed his eyes for a long time.During that period of time, he endured it, and he could take a nap while waiting for a red light while driving.When grandpa was still there, he didn't go home very often. We could see each other twice a week, and it would be nice to have a meal together.But is it really so inseparable from the game?He didn't realize until he was doing criminal investigation, no, but he had time to spend on the way home, so he might as well go to the lounge to sleep.Sleep is the number one desire of human beings. I am so sleepy that I need a matchstick to support my eyelids, and I can sleep even standing up.

During the period when he lived by himself, it was normal for him not to go home for a week and a half.Later, when he was with Qiming, he felt a sense of belonging.No matter how tired or sleepy, as long as you can go home and sleep, you will not be wasted with the bureau, even if you are caught on the phone in the middle of the night and appear on the scene, you must be able to hug your wife for a few hours.

After work, Qi Ming went to the lounge to call Luo Jianan to get up and go home, but when he went in and saw that he was sleeping deeply, he couldn't bear it.He went to the cafeteria to order a meal and put it on the table in the lounge. He returned to the office, opened his laptop, clicked on the E drive, displayed hidden files, and hovered the mouse over a folder marked "SABOTEUR" .

Destroyer is the name given by the FBI to the suspect who committed several serial murders. It was this guy who forced Qi Ming, who provided forensic science support for the FBI, into the witness protection program.He was the only victim who survived from that man. Of course, it was not because the other party deliberately let him go, but Qi Ming, who had been suffering from violent blindness since childhood, learned Braille by himself in order to deal with the possibility that he would eventually go blind one day. And when the other party live-streamed "How to Dissect a Forensic Doctor" on a certain website on the dark web, he used his own blood to mark Braille on the cold stainless steel table of the dissecting table, and quietly transmitted the information to the outside world.

His only belief at the time was that the FBI agents following the case could see the live broadcast, and they did, and they rescued him before the next live broadcast began.But the murderer was not caught.

The detective in charge of the case included him in the witness protection program and sent him to a small town in Michigan to live an incognito life.He was assigned to work as a laboratory technician in a hospital in the town, and he was not allowed to use the Internet or communicate with anyone on the phone except for work, and was haunted by the nightmare of a scalpel cutting his scalp every day.Finally, after waking up from the nightmare again, he stayed alone in the dark room, listening to his rapid breathing, and suddenly realized that if he continued like this, he would be driven crazy sooner or later.

So he made up his mind to return to the land where he was born and raised himself. No matter how long the nightmare will haunt him, at least the demon will not be there anymore.

The days with Luo Jianan these years have been very happy, and the shadow caused by the saboteurs has gradually faded away.He admits that his strength is sometimes faked, and the evidence is this folder named [SABOTEUR]. Since he was rescued, he has never opened it once.Even Luo Jianan didn't know that such a piece of case information provided by the FBI was still stored in his personal computer.

He could pursue the death of his parents, but when it was his turn, the great sense of fear wrapped him from head to toe like a vacuum cover.It seems that as long as you don't look at it, you don't have to face everything that happened.If he hadn't seen the phrase "If you killhim, Hewillwin" under the corpse bed, he might not have been able to persuade himself to read the blood debts committed by the saboteurs in his life.

According to the FBI, saboteurs have no apparent preference for victims.The ages of the victims ranged from 60 to 25 years old, men and women, yellow, white, black and brown, and their occupations and family backgrounds had nothing to do with each other.The profilers couldn't even give a comprehensive analysis of the suspects, and could only roughly outline a vague image: male, between 35 and [-] years old, who enjoys killing, with an IQ above average, good at approaching and obtaining others trust.

And Qi Ming will become the other party's target, and the detective in charge of the case believes that the media is to blame.No matter what the era, the stories of serial killers always grab people's attention.The all-pervasive reporters got the news that Qi Ming was supporting the FBI in this case from nowhere, and blocked him at the door of his house early one morning to conduct an interview.Of course Qi Ming couldn't say anything, but his face was still captured by the camera and appeared on TV for a few seconds.

And these few seconds almost killed him.Vandals raided his home and took him away, leaving a note reading "If you killhim, Hewillwin" to provoke police.It's not that the police are incompetent, but that the man is too cunning.Even Qi Ming, who was in the same room with him face to face, could not provide any description about him after he was rescued.His eyes were always blindfolded, and at the same time, the man spoke with the throat phonator used by people with injured vocal cords. He could not describe the other party in terms of appearance or voice.

The only thing he could describe was the pain of cutting the scalp with a scalpel while still awake after being injected with muscle relaxants.

TBC