Carl turned sideways and asked in a low voice:

"where?"

"Just two hundred meters away from Flora's attack by Reiner, the skull and subcutaneous fat were lost, and the death was very miserable. The cleaner found out that he called the police!"

"Yeah, I get it."

Carl turned around and quickly said to the sluggish guy:

"Mr. Franklin, you are temporarily staying in the detention center. As long as you are innocent, I will definitely catch the real murderer and clear your grievances. We will cooperate well during this period."

The listless young man nodded vigorously.

Carl hurried out and just opened the door, Tracy handed him the police car keys.

"Boss, In the back of the Lotus Community, Inspector Perotti rushed over first."

"Okay, send me the address, you can leave it behind, and retrieve Reiner to see if there are any details left out."

"good."

Carl quickly walked towards the parking lot behind the bureau and drove straight to the blue and white police car left the state bureau gate and disappeared into the neon lights at night.

Teresi put on the headset at the door and entered the interrogation room.

...

One hour later, Mala District, Muguan Ya Road, and Greenpiya Community.

The community is relatively high-end, with a garbage station on the left side of the entrance.

When Carl arrived, the bright yellow cordon had just been pulled up and surrounded the garbage station.

At around 10 o'clock in the evening, there were not many people and vehicles returning at night in the community. They were curious about the murder scene at the garbage station. They had no mood to eat melons and entered the community without fighting.

There were only a few young people who returned from having lunch and were curious to watch.

The fence of the community is very high, with the entrance railings and security booth lights on 24 hours a day.

The garbage station is located on the edge of the open road surface, with no surveillance nearby, only at the end of the road in the distance, above the intersection of the main road, there is a wide-angle camera.

Garbage stations in the city of Arante are everywhere, with uniform configurations, arranged in sequence from left to right:

Carl visited a large green recycling box for clothing when he was a child; the foam plastic recycling iron cage was cleaned once at this time, and the cage was empty; the iron cage for recycling of cardboard boxes was empty, and the iron cage was cleaned just after it was cleaned; the black general combustible garbage recycling bin was full, and the odor and dirty water flowed out. When the body was cleaned halfway, the sanitation workers immediately called the police after discovering the body and were told not to destroy the scene, so the garbage behind was not cleaned; the black soft plastic recycling bin, the cleaning workers had not cleaned it up, and the round and rolling garbage bags of large and small were almost overflowing.

The orange kitchen waste collector has three boxes in total. When pressing the button, the lid of the box will be opened. After pouring in the kitchen waste, the amount will be calculated automatically. You can deduct the money by swiping the transportation card...

There is a telephone pole in front of the garbage station, and there is a circle of discarded household appliances piled next to it.

Small furniture, dust-covered toys, etc., which do not belong to any type of garbage, can only be piled next to the telephone poles.

There is also an old mattress standing on the telephone pole with a large round garbage disposal mark attached to it.

Forensic and identification technicians are busy working hard.

When Carl pulled up the cordon and crawled in, the bloody fingerprints around the body had been checked.

The young forensic doctor, Yan South, wore blue rubber gloves and just pulled out an ID card from the pocket of the deceased's clothes and top - red evenly covered the owner's plasma, with a blood-stained style.

Facing the dim street lights, I barely saw the name and address of the deceased on my ID card.

The deceased man, Jefferson Urbis, lives nearby.

Perotti immediately called the headquarters to check other information about his ID number, family members, work unit contact information, etc.

Several of his team members acted separately.

Two people contacted the deceased's family, unit, and one was looking for community security, property and garbage management unit...

Organized.

After the regional black Perrodi commanded, he became addicted to smoking. He walked a few steps away and went to the opposite side of the road to smoke.

Carl stood beside the large garbage, took a deep breath, filtering out the smell of smoke from Perotti floating across the street, and trying to find useful information from the colorful smell of garbage.

After he broke the smell of garbage and blood, he screened out a few smells that should not appear:

*Oxalic acid smell of tree juice

*Silt smell

*Eucalyptus leaves smell

*The smell of alcohol through human digestive system

* Human feces smell

*Barbecue shop flamingo

Carl carefully read these "odors", dialed the timeline back as usual, and released the auditory elf.

In addition to the normal sound of residents taking out garbage, the only abnormal ones are:

*Sound of approaching

* "Scared!" With a sound of heavy objects falling into the combustible trash can, the garbage was full and could not reach the bottom.

*The sound of rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling and rustling.

Carl opened his eyes suddenly.

"Nezel! Yann! Inspector Hamilton, this is not the first scene, it's just the scene of throwing the body!"

"Yes, the victim's body was covered in blood, and he was still hot just after he died. Logically, a large amount of blood dripping or splashing was the first scene."

Jr. Yann Souths said.

Carl contacted Dalton who was on duty and ordered:

"Dalton, transfer a few police dogs over, I want to search for a range of about two kilometers in diameter."

After the meeting in the morning, Dalton went back to take a break and go to work evening shifts. Everyone else got off work at this point.

"Boss, the police dogs have been transferred just now. The heavy metal wholesaler warehouse and chemical raw materials factory in the central district have reported a large-scale theft case, and Inspector Raymond is in charge."

"Why are the stolen at this time?"

"Boss, do you need Ivis to go there?"

"Can!"

...

By then, Carl had found the first scene with his 5.5-dimensional sense of sniff and super-time and space hearing.

When Carl handled the case, if it was not a particularly emergency situation, such as when Lu Yisi disappeared, about the reputation of a female star, he had to use super power. Generally, he did not use hearing or smell to find things, and he would never go to the police dog by himself if he could use it.

First of all, he had to keep the energy on the scene. He didn't know how much physical energy it needed on the scene, so it would be bad if he squeezed his liver.

Secondly, the scene, evidence, people, etc. you are looking for, but if you are close, you will be very tired. Besides, most of you don’t know the distance to find the target.

There are only exhausted cows, and no broken fields.

People's Hound Carl Brian, never has kidney deficiency!

...

Mala District, Muguanya intersection.

Under a cherry tree with the arms of the king.

The king cherry blossoms are a tree species that can be seen everywhere in San Mateo. When spring comes, pink cherry blossoms float all over the city.

Unfortunately, the people of San Mateo are not as romantic as the island country in Carl's previous life.

I have long been accustomed to it. This thing is everywhere in the city and blooms every year.

It is late summer and autumn is not yet in place.

The lush branches and leaves of Dawang cherry blossoms are like quiet tombstones in the outline of the night.

Blood stains on the trunks.

The soil at the roots of the tree was obviously trampled and soaked with blood spots.

This lonely cherry tree grows in the outer corner of a nail house.

Looking inside, the low-rise house yard of the Nail House is located in a group of residential communities in the city, abrupt and serious.

It's like the Mara area is bald.

The pace of urbanization seems to be circling here.

The old wall covered with cement in the dust, the ivy was halfway around.
Chapter completed!