Galileo General Investigation Bureau, Interrogation Room No. 9.

Carl ran over with Avis, lightning and sparks all the way.

The interrogation of the man with a squint eyes was recorded throughout the entire process, but there was no worry about torture and forced confession to death.

But his death made the case of thirty-seven people missing, making it even more difficult and surrounded by mist.

The most ridiculous thing is that he died under the nose of Evette and in the interrogation room of the State Bureau of Investigation.

"Boss! The surveillance information is ready! In the observation room."

Yvette notified the forensic department and the trace department, but Carl did not allow them to go in until he came.

The first scene of the odor and sound must be left to the human-shaped gas/sonic wave discriminator Carl.

"Well, you should check the nearby surveillance immediately, including one hundred meters around the bureau and the bureau. All suspicious people, whether ordinary people or public officials, must be investigated."

"Call Tracy and Neil to watch the surveillance together. I want everyone's information!"

The squinting man was arrested and had his mouth shut before he could even be tried. Carl suspected that there was an insider.

The fat girl Yivette went to the monitoring room with three packs of shrimp chips.

Although the whole body is evenly covered with the price of greed for many years - fat belly.

But she is a charming fat girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, and her confident temperament adds a lot of points.

With beautiful light makeup, the skin is soft and smooth and can be broken.

Because of its good nutrition and high oiliness, shoulder-length blonde hair floats with a glitter, half of the hair is tied and half remains, highlighting its big gray-blue eyes.

Under the fat baby's face, his double chin is very elastic, and he looks like a marshmallow.

What is amazing is that the calves below the knees and feet of the marshmallows are very thin, and they are fat and round-coated figures.

After silently commenting on the fat compass Evette in his heart, he withdrew his gaze and saw the tabletop of the observation room, there was an attractive sandwich.

I was hungry and picked it up and ate it in a few bites.

He was afraid that he would not be able to eat after seeing the body, so he put his stomach on his stomach first.

"Mr. Amber, come in with me, don't touch anything, tell me what you see."

Carl took the lead in pushing the door.

The man with a squinting back was facing them, his head was buckled on the table, and he seemed to be asleep.

Avis had long legs, so he took the lead in going around the side of the table to see the man with a squinting eyes clearly - fortunately... he didn't step on the psychological fear line, and the horror movies he had for many years were not in vain... He was secretly glad.

The squinting man had his eyes closed and his face was peaceful, and he was really asleep - if it weren't for the bloodshed of Qi'an.

Especially the nostrils, the rice paste is semi-solid in the bright red, so it is not difficult to imagine the ingredients...

A small pineapple-shaped weak red shadow clearly disappeared on the back of the man with a squinting eyes.

The small system that was so weak that it was only one-tenth of the weak was about to struggle a few times, and the despair was extinguished...

The slender big hand reached out, and between the thumb and index finger, he pinched the square red transparent crystals the size of peanuts.

The red shadow of the pineapple is like encountering a savior. A bone-bone penetrates into the square crystal, and the stone immediately turns crimson.

"It's okay! I almost died! I can still eat after raising it."

Ivis was happy to bring one of the dying system and giggled.

After listening to the scene, Carl opened his eyes and saw Ai's foolish smile.

"How about Ka Sir?"

"There are no signs of fighting and struggle, no strange gas, no strange noise."

Carl listened carefully and sniffed it many times. There was only the sound of the squinted man breathing in his sleep and the less loud snoring.

"Mr. Amber, what are you? What do you see?"

"The very light smoke, golden, is the power of the system. I have never seen golden ones. I don't know what it is. It looks a bit like Lu Yisi's red mist."

"But I can't see it, which means it's different from Lu Yisi's red fog effect." Carl frowned.

After the cheating duo investigated the first scene, they called the forensic doctor and the senjian.

They were wearing gloves and rolled up the squinting man.

The squinting man's blood from seven holes continued to flow in a different direction.

I just rushed to the Hall of Hell to report that the body was still fresh and not scary.

On the contrary, the forensic doctor Naizel next to him has a relatively rich supernatural element.

I guess the business is busy, and I don’t have time to change my white coat, and it is covered with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple performance.

In addition, the forensic comrades have a very bitter and revengeful square face, black blue panda eyes, purple green thick lips, high cheekbones, and head-up patterns on their foreheads.

Every pore in the body is evaporated with lifelessness.

Ives was in awe and respectful way. He hadn't watched it for a long time. He had a look of déjà vu.

As expected, my archery tiger, hidden dragon, and many experts emerged.

Forensic comrades can consider going to haunted houses to stay in the house without makeup, and even save on pre-job training.

“Like… cerebrospinal fluid…”

Forensic Nezhel squinted his eyes and fiddled with the man with a squinting eyes.

The interrogation room was the crime scene, with a small area and the survey was soon finished.

You can only wait for the autopsy results to see if there are any hidden diseases and trauma, or have taken medication in advance.

Facts have proved that forensic doctor Naizheer is extremely professional.

He is worthy of being a man wearing a colorful white coat, and the autopsy results are soon released.

The direct cause of death is the destruction of brain tissue, which leads to sudden death.

Like a peach that bursts from the inside.

Without external forces, humans have not developed such a strange way of death.

Carl had a gloomy face and bit his cheek.

When the murderer came to the investigation bureau, the other party was even more likely to cover the sky with his hands and had no way of seeing the king than he thought.

At this time, Ivis was answering the phone at the end of the corridor.

After being furious and hung up, he ran over and asked:

"Police officer, is Lu Yisi still useful? I have to take her back to the TV station right away!"

Of course it works… Carl's soul and body are full of rejection:

"She is not a witness, she is a suspect, and she usually has to stay for 48 hours."

He paused and observed Ivis's darker face, like a hot air balloon that was about to explode.

Carl's tone was turning around and said:

"For the sake of your helping me investigate the case, you can take it away,

But you still need to ask, you have to cooperate,

Also, Teresh will protect herself for a while.

She has a low presence and will not cause any inconvenience. If you agree, leave immediately."

The bureau is not safe now.

Lu Yisi is the host of the gatekeeper of the passage, and many people know about it.

Carl is not sure whether they are strict with each other or not, and whether they can surpass the superpowers of the mastermind behind the scenes.

What other bicycle do I need?... Avis nodded, stood attentively and groped to catch people at the affiliated medical center.

He was as happy as a 160-pound silly man, his steps were light and he drifted to the end of the corridor...

Carl shouted to his back:

"Mr. Amber! If you have time in the afternoon, do me a favor and I'll call you."

Avis paused happily, turned around slowly, reluctantly saying "good".

I was afraid that Sir would start or regret it again, and quickly disappeared at the end of the aisle.

Completely away from Carl Brian's radar range.

He realized Carl's darkness.

It seems that he recognizes the real scholars, but he can calculate it without any psychological grudges, which makes people speechless, and he even wants to count the money for him.

...

Galileo Mythical Television Station, Director's Office.

The ground was full of mess and the table was overturned to the ground. At this moment, Avis's mood was like a messy, fragmented floor.
To be continued...