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Morrie patted Al on the shoulder, "You're right, the most important thing at the moment is to take back some of the household garbage inside, and then find someone to identify it.

As for the bones, the most important thing is to determine the identity.In fact, even if it is a bone in Moors Forest, it is not necessarily Banalon.We found no other solid evidence, just bones and a ring.A ring determines identity, but some decisive evidence is still missing. "

Al nodded understandingly.

There is no way now, if it was his previous life, in a society where autopsy was already extremely developed, let alone so many bones, any scrap of skin could confirm the identity of the deceased.But it’s not possible now, even the police department’s crime file data record management has gradually matured and been applied in the past few years.

After that, Morrie randomly pieced together these bones at the scene. According to the length and shape of the bones, it can be roughly judged that they are male bones.

Al's first thought was Rosser Smith.

Busy until noon, the three of Al went out to eat something casually.There was a tacit understanding, and the three of them chose simple bread and water.It is estimated that in the next few days, they will not eat much meat.

It may take a day or two before the garbage dump is finished. It is inconvenient to keep these bones here all the time, so in the afternoon, Stephen ordered other detectives to continue searching. The three of them took the bones back to the police station first.

As soon as he arrived at the Police Department, the autopsy officer Stephen had contacted was already waiting.The corners of the autopsy's mouth twitched as they carried the two bags of bones.

"Again?"

Stephen shrugged helplessly, "No way, the murderer is too perverted."

The autopsy officer sighed and hurried away with his things.After a while, a lady hurried to see Stephen, saying that the chief wanted to see him.

Stephen took a few sips of water before leaving in a hurry.Then, Al heard a roar coming from the director's office.About half an hour later, Stephen came out of the office with his ears pierced, looking extremely tired.

"Are you ok?"

Stephen sighed, "No, let me solve the case within five days. This matter can't be dragged on any longer, and it will be reported tomorrow. At that time, it is estimated that there will be another group of people surrounding the Luo Kedo Police Department The hall is clamoring."

Al could only pat Stephen on the shoulder comfortingly.

Stephen yawned tiredly, then rubbed his dry cheeks vigorously with his hands, shook his head after regaining some energy, and said in a hoarse voice: "I have to find Doyle, just like you said, this The murderer behaved differently before and after this case. Al, tell me, does the murderer have an assistant? Or is the murderer a psychopath? "

"I do not know."

"Forget it, I'll ask him to analyze it. I really can't imagine what kind of pervert is capable of doing such a thing."

Stephen lifted his foot and took two steps, Al followed closely, and then grabbed him.

Stephen looked at him puzzled.

Al's expression showed a bit of worry, "You can't do this, and your iron body can't stand it. You should eat something first, and then sleep here. I'll go with Morrie. Morrie is an agent. There should be some Qualified to ask Dr. Doyle about the case. In addition, you can also arrange for an agent to join us and take notes by the way. When you look back, you can just read the records."

Morrie stood quietly beside Al, but his eyes slightly let Al grab Stephen's arm and passed, showing a vague sense of impatience.

"This..." Stephen couldn't help but look at Morrie.

"Let's go." Morrie was straightforward, grabbed Al directly, took him away, and left Stephen behind.

Stephen came back to his senses, and immediately shouted: "Bile, keep up and take notes."

A young detective with chestnut hair responded, grabbed some things in a hurry, and ran out after him.After Al and the others disappeared, Stephen shook his body, ran directly to the office and lay down on his stomach.Within a few seconds, there was a slight snoring sound from him.

Nearly three o'clock in the afternoon, at the Cross Psychological Clinic.

Doctor Doyle was originally a criminal analyst at the Roccodo Police Department, and Stephen notified him this morning.So all afternoon, he spared time.

When Al and his party came, Ms. Emma got up to receive them, "Hi, I thought it was Mr. Stephen."

Ms. Emma's tone is gentle, giving people a kind and kind feeling.

Al smiled, "He's too tired, he needs a good rest."

Ms. Emma nodded in understanding, and then led the three of them into the office.

Seeing the three of Ayer, Dr. Doyle was a little curious like Ms. Emma, ​​but he was not surprised at all. He just invited them to sit down and made a cup of hot tea for Ayer and the others.

"I have sorted out some information, and we can talk about it later. But I still want to explain that criminal psychology analysis does not yet have a specific and complete scientific system, that is to say, it is still in the theoretical stage. My analysis , may be useless, and may even interfere with your way of finding the murderer, you must know this."

Doctor Doyle was dressed rigorously as always, his straight body could fully support the clothes, and his deep eyes revealed a calm color in his slow words.

Morrie tilted his head on the seat beside him, not looking directly at the other party at all, but lazily peeling a piece of chocolate in his hand.

Al secretly tugged on Morrie's clothes.As a result, Morrie smiled at him, and slowly handed him a piece of chocolate in the palm of his hand.

Bi Le, who followed, was taken aback, and quickly smiled and said, "I know, I know, this is just as an auxiliary, a possible clue. We will make some investigations based on your analysis, but we will not take this as the only goal of."

Doyle nodded with a smile.Afterwards, Bi Le took out some documents from his backpack and handed them to Doyle. Doyle read them silently for ten minutes before putting down the documents.

"Mr. Doyle, what do you think?" Al asked.

Dr. Doyle rubbed his brows, and said slowly: "In the current case, what kind of murderer do you think would commit such a vicious person? Judging from the bones found, he should have committed suicide after the murder. The body was dismembered, and then the flesh was cut up, and the bones were thrown to dogs and the like.

If you didn't pick up the bones in the garbage dump, I would guess that the other party is an elite talent with excellent academic qualifications and knowledge, and a high-quality, extremely strong mentality.

He is extremely confident and conceited, and his madness is suppressed under his reason.He can methodically dismember a corpse with a smile, and then scatter the bones. "

Al nodded.

"If it's the latter, it's weird. You know what I think about throwing out all the trash mixed together?"

Both Bille and Al shook their heads honestly.

Doctor Doyle laughed, "The other party is like a person who doesn't understand social rules and doesn't know how to judge good and evil. He regards these human bones as garbage, which can be thrown away at will.

One day, when he returned to his residence, he found that the bones could no longer be eaten by creatures like dogs, and they gave off an unpleasant smell in the house.So, he naturally started cleaning, and all the rubbish was put in one place.He didn't think it was scary or wrong, so he didn't mean to hide anything, so he just threw out the garbage containing the bones.

But these two are obviously contradictory. The former is deliberately throwing away the bones so that we can't find evidence.But if he had consciousness, it didn't make sense that the latter would become like this. "

"Then do you think it may be one person? Could it be two murderers? Perhaps, these are two murders, but they were accidentally put together. But it's not right, their bones are handled in the same way, so coincidentally ?"

Doctor Doyle shook his head, "I don't know about that, I can only analyze it based on the previous data. Maybe you can check for professionals who are similar to doctors in the whole fog, and then check for mental retardation. But the strength is not small, the celibate who lives alone, I hope to be helpful to you..."

"Meow~~~"

Before Dr. Doyle finished speaking, a childish meowing sound suddenly came from the room.Immediately, the three Als in the room immediately followed the sound.

Then, the head of a little white cat sneaked out from under Dr. Doyle's table.Maybe it had been sleeping just now and woke up now.

The little white cat is not afraid of people at all. After getting out, it hooked its claws on Dr. Doyle's trouser legs and climbed up.Doctor Doyle laughed, and simply picked up the cat and put it on the table.

This cat should be a kitten that just got out of its mother's milk. It was covered in snow and white, and now it was rubbing against Dr. Doyle's arm with its tail upright.

Morrie looked at Al immediately.

Al is also a little unbelievable, this little white cat looks like the one in his family.

"Doctor Doyle? The cat?"

Dr. Doyle stroked the kitten's head and said, "Warwick brought this to me this morning. I told you that he likes to keep some animals. This is a female cat born in his family. The baby is now weaned, and the mother cat has a strong sense of territory. She can't tolerate these kittens and keeps biting them.

Warwick had no choice but to find a way to give away all the other cats.There is only one kitten left, which was specially given to me in the morning.

Haha, I don’t have anything for kittens to eat here, so it’s not convenient to raise them.Fortunately, Ms. Emma has a cat at home. She is more experienced and will help me take care of the kitten. "

"Warwick?" Al was impressed with the big guy there, "then he might have given me one too."

Doyle looked at him strangely.

"He put down the cat and ran away. I thought it was because the neighbors couldn't keep the cat and put it at my door."

"That may be because he still doesn't dare to communicate with others."

Al nodded, but still wondered, how did Warwick know where he lived?Ask Dr. Doyle?

But to be honest, according to Dr. Doyle's professional ethics, it is impossible for him to disclose his address to another 'patient' at will. Even if he wants to tell Warwick, Dr. Doyle will at least say hello to him.

So, Warwick was following him?

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