[Comprehensive Anglo-American] To be a king can save the world

The crime took place in a forest farm on the outskirts of the West District of Bruhaven, where there are few people and inconvenient transportation. The only few people who get along with the outside world more are the farmers who live in a few contracted lands for farming and breeding.

Moreover, several farmers live in very scattered locations, and each farm is about 2 or 3 kilometers apart.

The case happened near here. It was a hut in the suburbs. The hut was located in a forest area, surrounded by lush woods, and there were no other residents around.

A woman lives in the cottage.

The reporter was a forest ranger in the forest area. According to the forest ranger, he received a report from a nearby farmer last night. He saw a lot of smoke and a burnt smell floating above the hut. The farmer worried that it would cause forest fires. The fire was reported to the ranger.

The ranger went to the hut to investigate and found a charred corpse in the hut. The terrified ranger immediately reported the case to the Bluhaven Police Station.

Once the case was reported, the police force was immediately dispatched to seal off the scene. After investigation, the police found that this was not a simple accident, and immediately transferred the case to their superiors.

In the end, the superior assigned the case to the criminal investigation department.

That's the crime squad.

The above is what Ryan heard in the car, and the content of the case was read to him by the head of the serious crime team. For more details, we have to wait for Ryan to arrive at the scene of the crime to investigate the scene and profile the crime.

Dick was sitting beside Ryan, flipping through the photos sent back from the scene. Ryan leaned against the window with his head on his hands and didn't know what he was thinking.

The vehicle was driving towards the scene of the crime. Since the place of the crime was located in a sparsely populated forest area, the road became more and more bumpy, and fine stones were laid on the muddy road.

Dick observed Ryan through the rearview mirror, and Ryan looked out of the window, his lifeless eyes were reflected in the window, and he couldn't see anything.

Until the wheel touched a certain raised stone, it bumped suddenly.

boom.

Due to the force, Ryan's forehead hit the car window.

Cop driving:  …

Dick, who was sitting next to Ryan and watched Ryan bump into him: ... Poof.

This bump was a bit harsh, Ryan clutched his forehead, doubting his life.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sudden bump.

Dick couldn't laugh now because Ryan's head hit him directly in the leg.

Thighs have always been one of the sensitive parts of a person, even Dick, who has received professional training, is no exception. When Ryan's head hit him, Dick immediately suffered terribly.

Dick could only grit his teeth tightly to keep the shameful cry of pain from spilling out of his mouth.

Dick grimaced, and severe pain and itching hit Dick's brain in bursts. The pain was mixed with pleasure, and there was also a faint fragrance from Ryan's body.

Dick didn't know what it smelled like, like perfume, but not just perfume.

Ryan grabbed Dick's tie with one hand and tried to straighten up on the cushion with the other.

The policeman who was driving might have finally realized that he had caused Ryan to hit him twice, his face was pale, presumably he also heard that Ryan beat up Vincent who was disrespectful to him in the conference room.

He knew that Ryan Brea was a cruel and difficult fellow.

His police career has only started half a year, don't let it end like this

He stumbled and apologized to Ryan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Sheriff, this road is really—"

The voice of the little policeman apologizing stopped abruptly when his eyes caught the irritating scene in the rearview mirror.

The handsome new officer was clutching the tie of their department's most popular Constable Grayson with one hand, and the other hand was clenched into a fist to prop up the black cushion, pale enough to be transparent.

The handsome police officer bowed weakly, leaning on Dick, half of his face was covered by his messy black hair, his cheek was buried between Dick's legs, his exposed white ears and neck were flushed, he tried feebly to He straightened his body and fell down in embarrassment.

"Uh—" the handsome officer let out a meaningless moan.

And their most popular golden boy, Constable Dick, has a cramped and cool expression on his face, and his cheeks are also flushed.

The two of them seemed to be doing something indescribable.

Dick's gaze turned to the rearview mirror leisurely, and then met the gaze of the little policeman in the mirror, and the two froze at the same time.

Dick was about to explain, when suddenly, the baffle that separated the front and rear seats fell down, blocking the line of sight directly, without giving Dick a chance to explain and prove his innocence.

The voice of the little policeman's righteous words came from behind the fender: "Don't worry, Officer Grayson. God knows this matter, you know me, and I will not expose you for having an affair with the officer."

Dick: ...?

"What is he talking about?" Ryan got up slowly at this moment. He obviously didn't know the interaction between Dick and the little policeman just now. He rubbed the tip of his red nose.

Dick looked at Ryan complicatedly, Ryan didn't know that he was already having an affair with Dick in the eyes of others.

Ryan's fair cheeks were flushed, his beautiful eyes were slightly narrowed, his red lips were slightly parted, his eyebrows were raised, and his expression showed a puzzled posture, which was seductive without knowing it, as if someone had really done something to him.

Dick's breath was stagnant, and he pretended to be innocent and said, "It's nothing."

He glanced at the environment outside the window, the bushes outside the window had completely disappeared, unlike the three or two shepherds who could be seen just now.

It should be here, Dick thought.

"almost there."

Sure enough, within 2 minutes, the car stopped.

Dick got out of the police car first, followed by Tyrion, who was sitting in the co-driver, jumped out of the car, and ran to Ryan with his dog leash in his mouth.

After Ryan got out of the car, he led Tyrion and quickly entered the crime scene following the guidance.

The location of the incident has been cordoned off by the police.

Dick followed Ryan to restore the scene of the crime verbally for Ryan.

Ryan didn't listen much, he was using his second vision to observe the crime scene, and his second vision allowed Ryan to see the surroundings clearly, but in another form, a sight composed of black and white.

This is a hut located in the forest, surrounded by dense woods and overgrown with weeds, except that the front and back of the hut have been opened up as a yard.

There were piles of logs piled up in the yard, and a pickup truck was parked in the shed for lumber.

The first thing Ryan did when he walked into the yard was to touch the section of the log. There was no moisture in the dry section, and these logs had been placed here for more than 7 days.

Tyrion smelled something, and it whimpered and screamed, and it rushed into the cabin, but couldn't because it was in Lion's hands.

Leon tilted his head and followed Tyrion's strength towards the cabin, he asked in a low voice, "Did you find something, didn't you?"

The police guarding the door obviously hadn't seen the new profiler, they drove away Tyrion and Ryan, and said angrily: "Take your dog and get away, you can't see that this place is already surrounded by the police ?"

These policemen only knew that there would be a serious crime team accepting this case, and they only knew that a new profiler had arrived and became the captain of the criminal investigation department.

They just regarded Ryan as someone who wanted to watch the excitement, which was not the first one today.

The little policeman who was driving for Ryan gasped. He had seen Ryan beat someone up.

Ryan pursed his lips in a perfunctory smile. "I don't really see that this place is surrounded by police."

Dick was standing next to Ryan, and the cops recognized Dick before he even had his ID. "It's Officer Grayson, the Crime Squad has arrived?"

Dick nodded and made a rescue for Ryan. He replied in the most hearty voice: "I will go to the scene of the crime with Sergeant Brea first. He is a profiler and needs to get samples as soon as possible."

At this moment, the faces of the two policemen guarding the gate froze. Realizing that Ryan was new here, he hurriedly apologized to Ryan, but Ryan ignored him, and he pushed open the door and entered the wooden house.

Opening the door of the wooden house, there was a burning smell mixed with an aroma that seemed to be left after oil was splashed. These two smells almost covered other smells, but Ryan still smelled some other smells .

In the living room of the wooden house lay a blackened corpse, and Tyrion yelled uncomfortably at the corpse.

Lion patted Tyrion on the head, and Tyrion calmed down. He squatted beside Lion, whimpering in a low warning voice.

The little policeman who was following Dick and Ryan by the door smelled the aroma inside the house, and out of curiosity, he followed Dicklean into the cabin curiously.

I saw the scorched black corpse on the ground extremely hideous, the flesh had been burnt to ashes, only a little bit clinging to the bones, the skull was tilted to one side, and the two black eyes were staring at the position of the little policeman. With his mouth closed, his teeth were shrunk and pitch black, and his bones were broken into pieces.

The wooden floor around the charred body was darker than elsewhere, forming a reflective oily surface.

Maybe it's because the body has been burned down to the bones

The little policeman took a deep breath and smelled the aroma of oil in the burnt smell, like sausages fried in a frying pan.

The little policeman smacked his lips and asked curiously, "Strange, did it cook in the house before it died? How could it be so fragrant?"

Ryan turned his head when he heard the voice, showed a half-smile expression at the little policeman, and then continued to observe.

Dick kindly patted the little policeman on the shoulder. "That's the smell of burnt corpse oil seeping into the floor."

The little policeman was shocked, and the curious expression on his face quickly turned black. He bowed his waist and rushed out. Amidst the ridicule of the two guarding policemen, he vomited with disgust.

Ryan remembered his character design, but he couldn't see it, so he asked Dick to restore the crime scene for him verbally as much as possible.

At the same time, Ryan was observing the wooden house with his second vision.

This is a very ordinary house, facing the sun. In the living room, there are a series of furniture such as sofas and TVs. There is only one door in the whole house, which is ajar. There is a bedroom inside, and the bedroom is connected to the toilet.

The body was lying in the living room, on the porch near the door, quite conspicuous.