"The special agents of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Research, who are responsible for the case, have all been punished by the organization."

Aunt Druna didn't say in detail that her military style could tell this level and she had already given it a special offer.

In the past, I was in the military headquarters and I would never say anything more to my subordinates.

But now Carl doesn't use this set and is not a minion who is not qualified to interfere. It's natural to ask, and the aunt said it casually.

Carl never treats her as a superior boss, and Aunt Druna has given up her ideals in the world.

"Okay, I will take the team to the scene tomorrow and... oh, the files are fine at the Central Bureau of Transferring the Bureau, I will transfer the files myself."

Carl suddenly thought that all the elite task force were subject to regulations, and no one should hand over tomorrow, so he should do it himself.

"Um."

Aunt Druna was annoyed when she explained a few more words to her subordinates, but she had to listen to the work arrangements of her subordinates. She hung up the phone after a very double-standard hint.

[What you were going to tell me just now, continue to tell me, I will leave after listening.]

Alison had already packed his bag and planned to go back to the back door of the school to rent.

I originally wanted to go to the airport to pick up my dog's boyfriend and my biological brother, but neither of the above two asked her to come.

Carl dared to bet on a pack of spicy strips. After Aunt Druna knew that his family and Ai Gou were in a romantic relationship, she would definitely go to the new Minister of Justice to study his book.

There is no handle in the world, and when there are too many evil horns, there is a way to grasp it.

So Carl asked Alison to cook at home and wait for him to come back, and then went back to the rental house to spend two days with his dog boyfriend.

"It's okay, remember to be careful with Jemeni. Don't interact with him anymore. Eat and drink tea. If you have anything to say, just say it in public, everyone will say it, remember!"

Carl said seriously.

His attitude change was not accidental.

Jemeni and several young elite special agents of the Central Bureau, including his good friend Scott Hamilton, were responsible for the headless corpse under the lawn of the golf course opposite Apollo's house.

I was quietly punished, afraid that it was not because of the election that betrayed the conservatives and surrendered to Apollo and learned a lesson.

Carl believed that Jemoney's psychology would gradually become perverted, and he might hurt Alison.

[He is a little strange, but there is no need to guard against thieves. Brother, do you know something?]

Alison knew very well that his biological brother decided not to speak, but he would never speak, but he still asked for a certificate.

It arouses others' curiosity but does not tell them truthfully, it is annoying!

"I've told you everything I can. Aren't you going back to school? Don't let Avis wait." Carl drove people, and there was a momentum of splashing out the water from a married girl.

Alison looked unhappy and wanted to show something, so he was driven out of the house by Carl...

...

The next day, Carl pointed at Avis, Neil and Bitu in Coffin City, followed by Aunt Druna, who knew nothing.

Since the six elite special agents of the task force were placed in the department, only forensics and forensics who were not in the Central Bureau of Interpretation.

Carl took the information from them and read it carefully.

The person who handed over the investigation progress was a senior technical forensic doctor wearing glasses that were much bigger than his face. He calmly introduced:

"Inspector Brian, the conditions are relatively simple. Our laboratory is too busy, so you can only feel wronged to see here."

The technical forensic doctor lifted the white cloth on the display stand emotionally, revealing neatly arranged corpses.

He shook his hand and opened the light button of the display stand with a "pop".

The bottom of the display stand is a glass compartment, and shadowless lights illuminate below, illuminating every corpse.

Even the tiny scars on the corpse have nowhere to hide.

Fourteen corpses, without skulls.

The rotten clothes and tissues were removed for verification.

On this display stand, which is as wide as an 800-meter-long bed, there are only fourteen white bones left.

Most of the bones have been found, and some small parts are missing, and they are still looking for them.

"Before I had time to do a more detailed identification, I only identified the general information of surname, height, race, age, etc. There are only three or four fatal injuries that can be concluded. Others need to be further analyzed, because the head is gone, the work is difficult to carry out, and identity information is difficult to confirm. There are still a bunch of bone fragments waiting for me to put together..."

The doctor of the technical zodiac doctor said: "The wounds on the bones of these corpses are mostly injuries after death, so the final conclusion of the cause of death will only be told exactly until the head is found."

"Well, where is the murder weapon?"

Carl asked, and specifically observed the connection between the cervical spine and the head.

Sure enough, I found that the section was very uneven.

"As the Inspector saw, the weapon was ominous, but we have done experiments and rudely removed the head by brute force and rudeness, which will produce this fracture effect. The way the residual tissue breaks on some corpses that have not yet been completely decayed also confirms this absurd cause of death."

Technical otakus forensic doctor.

"Where is the time of the corpse? Can you tell it? I want about time, and it doesn't need to be too accurate."

Forensics and forensic departments will study the time of death through many special methods. The burial time can even see the general life trajectory of the corpse for a lifetime - old injuries and all physiological activities.

When the Forensic Department hatched and raised the rotten insects such as flies and cubs to mature, and restored the time of death through growth, the daylily was probably cold.

"The time of death is different. Although the corpse worm experiment failed, we can only tell you that the fourteen corpses are in progress through the color of the skeleton and the information on the decay of the tissue."

"Speak human words..."

"The death time of these people is very regular, one after another, each one is about a week later." said the technical otaku forensic doctor.

"So, no one has been identified."

Carl shook his head.

He had expected that the special agents of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Research were delaying the case, but he still felt unbearable to see these corpses with his own eyes.

These people are other people's parents, children, brothers, and sisters.

Living people are sloppy and delaying the case for future interests and money regimes

The dead could only stay quietly on the narrow and cold steel platform, and even a white cloth could not cover up the grievances.

Is it true that selfishness is eternal in the world?

"It's really... busy, Inspector Brian, who knows, the special agents were too busy before the election and didn't have time to organize people to find their heads.

Our laboratory and the forensic officer had other things on hand. There was no match in the database of missing people, and no one came to recognize the corpse, so it was dragged to this day..."

The technical otaku forensic doctor spread his hands and said helplessly.

"It is very likely that there will be no end. You can try your best to confirm the identity of the deceased as soon as possible so that our personnel can run to the field."

Carl no longer looked at these white bones that had been processed by the laboratory and took his three men out.

As soon as he left the gate of the Human Forensic Laboratory, Aunt Druna held the wall and her face turned pale, asking Carl to go to the burial site first.

"This is just a clean bone..." Aigou complained in a low voice, and was glared at by Carl.

"Sir, let's go to the golf course first and report to you if you have any."

Carl special official statement.

I can't stand this annoying aunt, but I don't obey her.

However, the aunt didn't understand business, so Carl had to make a good decision to tell her.

If the aunt makes the decision on everything, she will only be able to direct blindly and pretend to understand if she doesn't know.

Carlbya Dog is much more depressed and has to endure it.

Aunt Druna turned pale and waved her hand, asking them to get out quickly so that she wouldn't spit out and wouldn't be able to maintain her image...
Chapter completed!