The biochemical forensic science intern Neil was overly excited and unable to hold back his joy - it felt great to rescue the instructor with his own hands!

Not only can you make the best use of things, but you can also benefit the country!

"OK, don't be too happy too early. Come back first. There are also particulate matter on the knife, fiber, and gloves that need to be tested. Inspector Brian needs to understand chemical element isotopes to narrow the suspect's hiding scope. Leave the pinhole camera to the agents of the Technical Department and the Central Bureau of Investigation."

Polisa said seriously.

The director of the pregnant mother is very strict with the interns, afraid that these stinky monkeys who have no hair on their mouths will be too sarcastic to watch the Criminal Investigation Technology Department, and always reminds them to take it seriously, otherwise they will be full of human life and injustice.

In contrast, the funny and cheerful Neil is much better for the interns.

The experience of a high school chemistry teacher makes him professional and patient.

And I have long developed the habit of treating the other party as a teenager, which has made it very useful to these monkeys who graduated from a prestigious university.

After training for another year, these interns can handle cases independently. We must not let Neil, a fair and honest worker, squat in prison!

"It seems that we can contact the case handler and the prosecution soon."

Carl Daw.

He did not stay in the forensics department and waited for the interns to come back to check for microchemicals, for fear that the goddess would be frightened by the body during this period.

Besides, the goddess can't help but touch those sky-high microscopes and mass spectrometers, and it's better to go back to the poor office of the Essential Bureau to wait for news.

Carl, who was worried about the Neil case, forgot a very noisy dog ​​behind his mind...

The dog was at this time more than ten kilometers away, in the basement of the Ninth Primary School in Central District.

The faint sound of reading not only failed to calm down Avis, but also made him even more irritable...

In less than two days, Avis ate the garbage bottles and jars that were like a hill.

I have nothing to do, only liver food.

But he had no enthusiasm for Chow's fry and just wanted to meet Alison again soon.

Maybe it's because canned food is not delicious or too lonely.

He had just been released from the strange country where alien beasts were everywhere in the Sea of ​​Universe.

My girlfriend was forced to separate before she could taste the sweetness.

The taste is delicious, the heart is fried and the lungs are boiled.

Every hour after, he felt the nameless evil fire in his entire chest and lungs burning a little more hot.

There is a prairie fire, ready to go.

And he could only lie in the aluminum can garbage dump, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Even the cockroaches and rats passing by thought he was a corpse -

"Damn it!! Damn the cockroach!"

Ivis' big slap in the palm of his palm, one hit and one hit.

All the cockroaches within one meter of him were wiped out by bare hands, and there was no chance to fly.

The cockroach nemesis Ai Dog arranges the corpses of ninety-eighty-one cockroaches into the word "death".

Then the three rats were kicked to death and hung them on the wall to show their public.

Successfully scared the mouse so hard that he dared not get close.

The cockroaches with no eyes were still rumbling around in the empty can of braised pork for residue...

In addition to being in danger, Avis was also worried that Carl would not be able to solve the case and would leave him in a safe house for the rest of his life...

"no!"

Avis duang bounced from the dirty and messy ground, "You can't sit and wait for death! I have to work hard! I have to strive for it!"

He resolutely picked up the pile of crumbly chalk heads in the corner of the old blackboard beside the wall, and painted them quickly on the blackboard, floor, wall, toilet door, ceiling...

As long as your hands are reached, your thoughts and soul can be in place.

So when Carl came into this safe house that turned into a death horror garbage dump in just one and a half days, Avis was pinching the green chalk head, facing the door, squatting on the floor, drawing stickman beside the sink.

Stickman full of dense rooms.

Apart from bottles and jars that smell like rotten meat, dead cockroaches and rats, they are dazzling and colorful chalk stickman.

After a closer look, these stickmen have different shapes, and it can be roughly seen that they are a man and a woman.

The matchmakers who "fight freely" in various postures expressed Avis's perverted ideas, as hot as a flood, as a beast-like grasping the heart and lungs...

"Uh... I found the wrong door."

Carl closed the door with a "bang".

I took a deep breath, resisted the urge to hang Avis upside down and let him bleed, and then opened the door and entered this safe house that is neither human nor ghost...

Speaking of which, after the results of the pinhole camera processing of Carl and other hotels came out, the Forensic Department met with several traitors and prosecutors who were handling the case in the Central Bureau of Transactions. After getting the news that they were finally willing to release Neil, they came to rescue Ivis.

"Woo?"

Squatting on the ground, Ives, who was seriously painting the indescribable stickman, completely let himself go with his chalk and extremely simple human skeleton structure.

His butt was facing the door, and he was so intoxicated.

Waving the wings of imagination, I heard a sound at the door and turned my head slowly.

Gray-haired Carl pulled her face and stood at the door, her feminine and sharp eyebrows reflecting a ray of death...

"Damn it! Oh my god, Carl, don't scare me! I'm dying with you! Haven't you solved my case?"

Ai Gou threw off the chalk head and rushed towards the door.

Carl felt a breeze of sweat smell coming, and Ivy's dog was already at the door, stomping his feet in a hurry:

"Damn! You can't tell me... I'm sentenced to death!!"

"It's almost done."

Carl held back the corner of his mouth that was rising wildly and decided to tease the dirty and unhygienic dog.

"Ha!!!"

Avis' facial expression and body language were launched together, with his mouth wide open, his eyes wide open, his hands collapsed and his hair was tilted back.

Around her long neck, her throat and Adam's apple rolled hard, her voice trembled, and she cried out with a collapse:

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

Aigou stomped his feet on the spot, like a frog bounced on a hot pan.

"I tried my best... Your fingerprint was on the wrench and tire lever of the weapon," Carl held his smile in his chest, his abdomen shaking slightly, unable to tell the difference between sadness and joy, "You have escaped from the scene, fled for fear of guilt..."

"I was fucked scared!! The policewoman pointed a gun at me! I'll die if I don't run away!"

Avis was furious and cursed.

Carl glanced at the incompetent and furious Ai Dog, shrugged and waved his hands, and continued to edit:

"The truck and your car's dashcam were torn and disappeared, and there were no witnesses. It was hard for the judge and the jury to believe..."

“Driving recorder…”

The Aigou grabbed the trendy man's hair in a mess.

With the crazy man's hairstyle, he was pressed to stop and still as if he was pressed.

Writing about "driving recorder".

Suddenly, a light flashed through his unsmart brain.
Chapter completed!