do not move. There is no sound at all.
The most difficult first step, knowing nothing is certainly neither trivial nor considering from any distance, but how her idea is realized, what and who can say otherwise, as those who don’t understand her a little bit, close the door to close her and reach Their own deaths, but this is her place... To escape their prison? Perhaps, however, these crimes point to all behaviors, not only from those living by her side, but also from the questions of those investigators; how could she, at the age of 1 year deep in a nursing home in a distant country, produce such a loss
My story started here, not here.
Melissa, they were called Melly when they were three, either because they were too lazy to say their full name, or because they saw the bad things that were given to me at birth. What surprised me was that they were huge His stupid wealth and lack of understanding of the world around him are often referred to as our kind. The wealthy who inherited their inheritance for hundreds of years admitted that they were above all others, only because they committed crimes and were forced to say that they disdain to deal with such atrocities as civilians, and their stupid doubts.
After all, it is for this reason that they have contact with such a group, because most crimes are relatively natural and direct crimes. But there is a big difference here. This is unusual, and world participants in any sense will always understand, including me. This made me almost crazy, because there were so many people involved in this case, and to this day I still abuse most of my consciousness and hardly recognize any world around me.
But that is now. From the beginning, I must understand where the problem is, but during the two-week investigation of her alleged crimes, I still couldn’t understand that her location on the map was just a point in my imagination, because the reality here is difficult. The handling is very simple, and there is not much to stick to in the end.
After the Second World War, a lieutenant detective of the Los Angeles homicide group, and a member of a small intelligence organization called "Again", sounded absurd to us, because we don’t know if it means We will never be allowed to use code names, or just "once we are here", or perhaps "again". It is most appropriate to see that our mission includes the penetration of the Nazis under German occupation, and these countries have surpassed the people at an incredible speed. , By observing a very short duration and full details to return to the highest command outside London.
We are different types of spies and are allowed to use any possible means to obtain mission-related information. Without prejudice. If most of our colleagues were not allowed to be so lenient, we would be the extreme end of the matter, so when I was called to Pacific Beach on the outskirts of San Diego at four in the morning, away from my Los Angeles area, I was surprised to hear Sergeant’s case information, and just an hour ago, I had just returned from a case in Malibu, and I didn’t even have time to shut down my thoughts. When the phone dragged me into that substance, I was crazy all the time.
Lieutenant Talber. The commander wants you to pass right away. San Diego. The driver is here now and will be there in fifteen minutes. Homicide case. The body was found on the beach. Young woman. Details of the driver
Lying on my back, blinking, looking at the dark gray ceiling, I don’t know anything, but when I arrived in San Diego, it was already morning. After reading the case file, I could sleep on the road But after reading the first paragraph, I realized that this was completely different from the facts. The body was neatly dressed and there was no trace of struggling. The small scar on the right was still brown powder. No label or ID card was found. Her sweater All the labels on the sticker were torn off, but the body sitting on the beach leg stretched and torn off, so why can a local detective easily handle it all the way to another city
Remember this question, although it is not very deep to fall asleep and then wake up, we just arrived outside the city how long the driver arrived at the crime scene, again began to further search for any details through the information, but know that there will be very few, until we see the body is now in the morgue And with those who wish to see from the scene for the first time, instead of meeting other people, together with the dead.
There is not much readable information in the standard death message, only the place and time. However, a murder case, how and why this case has been classified as a murder case, and who would have thought, except for the commander himself who gave the order to assign this case to me. Or is there someone else involved? Who gave him the prompt to go to the commander, he knew that I was overworked in other cases, which were more important than a girl who died on the beach. But the commander was obviously instructed by an important person. When she was looking at the beach, she looked at the wall she was leaning against, and at the sea less than a few yards away, she couldn't think of a detail to explain why.
This is the first clue, without any details, the whole area is barren. It's completely normal.
Cháo water washed away all the footprints, except for the footprints of a young couple who found the body when they went for a walk at 5:30 in the morning.
Considering the time of Cháo Shi, only the footprints of this young couple and a group of Jǐng officers who arrived have left footprints. Therefore, the footprints of the person who handled the corpse, or the murderer-maybe both, were Removed, and probably realized this. The autopsy determined the time of her death and the place where she hoped to die. The conclusion was that she wanted to go back to Los Angeles today, but knew that it would take time.
but it is not the truth.
The driver looked at the sea and breathed the fresh ocean air. He walked over and told me that the test results did come out. They were waiting for me. Several thoughts came to my mind. Why are the tests so fast and who are they? In addition, I need coffee, or rather, some very strong black tea, which made me more sober when I was in London during the war, but it was difficult to get here. On the way to the morgue, I asked the driver what to stop and take. He also needed a support, because this person seldom speaks and only speaks when he needs to remind me of the additional driver in London.
This is the second clue, he is not an ordinary Jǐng. He is different, he understands this, I know that at that moment, I may remember his behavior at the crime scene, our journey, including picking me up and opening the car door and his greetings, his way, until now has not been registered. So only when necessary, we rarely talk. This is a subconscious part. At the moment the whole situation was admitted, he told me the result.
Due to lack of sleep, I did not understand the situation as I should have done, and of course my feelings will become more acute during the war. But because I almost fell asleep while waiting for the test results or boring progress, most of the cases are quite clear to me, compared with the handling of war and their complexity, although they are very similar to Los Angeles. Big difference, but they are unique in themselves, because you hunt down a suspect in the Romanian woods in the morning, and that night, when you exchange information with the underground militia in Budapest, you are usually accompanied by a few bottles of wine.
At that time, everything is what you can get from those years. Everything there is extreme. Here, it's just a dream.
A dream wakes up slowly, and no signs of convulsions or vomiting can be seen from a distance. This is a common scene of alcohol, drugs, or even poison, and there is no sign of struggle. The victim sat down, stretched his legs, and died just like that. Of course, the autopsy report will further prove this. My thoughts point to the driver. In a short period of time, when we speeded up to the coroner’s office, the slight trembling behind my left ear reminded me that a crime field has not yet been censored, or The trouble is coming.
It started at seven; trembling. There is nothing more to describe it except to understand it in the process of trying a mathematical problem. Although the teacher reviewed several times with great patience, he did not go further and was not irritated. I gave up because of my lack of a simple understanding of this equation. The seemingly insurmountable chasm was like swimming on a frozen lake, not counting, until my mother beat me so hard and locked me in the basement downstairs. There must be a night monster living there. I crawled out under the old bed where my grandfather died, probably because my mother always said that he was raised by a mean bitch and would eat those stupid children who don't count. When she was locked there alone, there were only math books and pencils, and a small lamp, because she would turn off the light and said, you don’t have much time, Rose, so fucking go on, or when the battery is empty Powered up... so are you
Starting from the entanglement of an insect that is almost dark, it is most likely that a huge blood sucking thing falls on the bottom of the skull attached to the neck. Of course, but still eager to complete this equation, or this feeling My attention was drawn to the information coming from somewhere inside, quietly instructing me, whispering the correct nature of the total amount, including how to reach the end, which immediately caused an uproar among the students, because they knew it. You can go to lunch as soon as the class is over. But first it must be handled in the basement.
Unconsciously, this feeling will appear when I need it most. However, this feeling has never been called by prayer or request. However, as long as one direction is ignored, it will always cause me. Notice. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)