Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?! Chapter 133 - 133 117 Susan Really Sinned!

133: Chapter 117 Susan Really Sinned!

The Suspect of the Annihilation Case is Caught_2 133: Chapter 117 Susan Really Sinned!

The Suspect of the Annihilation Case is Caught_2 Brian briefly talked about what happened last night, causing Ivan, the tough guy, to let out a girlish gasp.

He felt sowhat emotional and sympathetic.

Ivan still preferred the kind and gentle Brian he knew before.

When Brian first arrived, he was such a polite and well-mannered boy.

But after a few field assignnts with team leader Susan, he turned into the fierce and ruthless Bloodthirsty Autopsy Officer.

Susan really wreaked havoc!

…

Brian had no idea about the little sches Ivan had in his mind.

He was browsing through the docunts sent from Las Vegas when sothing caught his eye.

He found it!

In the docunts, a warehouse company had a temporary worker resign on the 16th of last month, and a regular employee went missing on the 28th of last month, which was just two days ago.

The missing employee was likely the warehouse staff mber who sold information to Sherick.

The disappearance of the staff mber was definitely the doing of Rad’s drug enforcent team.

The temporary worker who resigned was now Brian’s primary target of interest.

Sherick held an auction at the warehouse on the 15th of last month.

The temporary worker checked out and left on the 16th.

Highly suspicious.

Brian began to scrutinize the temporary worker’s details.

According to the information, the temporary worker’s full na was Hader Dion, 31 years old, xican, height 193, worked in the warehouse handling heavy physical tasks, single, and had no criminal record…

The file ended with a half-body photo.

The photo showed a xican man with a simple and sowhat crooked face, making him look not very smart.

At first glance at the facial features of the man in the photo, Brian was sure this man was the one he was looking for, and also the xican in Sherick’s obsession!

He took Hader Dion’s file and went to Green, who was examining case files:

“Pal, this guy should be the murderer in the massacre case.

Fax his photo to all the police stations in the area.

Tell the patrol officers that the first person who finds this guy can get a quarter of the reward for solving the case, but tell them to be careful, this guy is dangerous.”

“Okay, Boss Brian.”

Green nodded, gathered the case files, and left with the docunts.

…

After Green left.

The massacre case hit a standstill, and with no new cases, Brian, out of boredom, got Shi San, who was wandering around, to sit in front of the computer for today’s preschool education, instructed him to behave and study before he went to update the autopsy reports of the bodies found in the two cases yesterday.

Going down,

Brian happened to bump into Glenn, who was whistling back to the office.

The guy seed to be in a good mood.

“Hey, Glenn, you look like you’re having so good luck?”

Brian greeted.

Seeing Brian, Glenn casually said, “No, hit the jackpot, got genital warts, but the doctor said it was caught early, so I won’t suffer too much.

Just can’t go carrot-picking recently.”

“Sounds good, at least you can get so rest.”

Glenn sighed, “Yeah, luckily the doctor knew about my X-addiction, he introduced to a massage project from the land of ladyboys called ‘Grabbing the Dragon Root,’ supposedly has miraculous effects, I’m planning to try it out after work today.”

“Alright, good luck.”

Brian patted Glenn’s shoulder with an odd look on his face and headed to the autopsy room downstairs.

Watching Brian’s disappearing figure on the stairs, Glenn looked puzzled.

What does ‘good luck’ an?

…

The new assistant, Tom, was tucked in here playing gas, and was abruptly recruited by Brian.

During the ga’s idle tis.

The headset was still filled with the old man Hardenn cursing and swearing.

A few seconds passed.

Tom’s family had been verbally annihilated by old Hardenn about four or five tis, the cursing was harsh.

“Are you playing with old Hardenn?” Brian asked, sowhat surprised.

This old geezer, Hardenn, had a foul mouth when it ca to gaming.

Tom nodded, “He’s pretty good, and I’ve also discovered that Hardenn’s computer skills must be pretty formidable, possibly even expert level.”

Brian was unimpressed.

With his old arms and legs and a car that was several years old, apart from dressing trendily, he was just an old guy out of touch with the tis, how could he be a computer expert?

Before, Tom used to be an investigator at the Forensic Bureau and had also been a detective, so he was familiar with signs on a body, but clueless when it ca to autopsies.

Under Brian’s guidance.

It took several hours.

The two of them finally processed four bodies brought back from yesterday’s two cases.

During that ti, Tom even threw up once.

It couldn’t be helped, in the family annihilation case, that child died tragically, stuffed into an oven while still living.

Not only was the sight unbearable, but the unique odor also instinctively made one want to vomit.

The killer was an absolute beast.

It was Tom’s first ti personally conducting an autopsy, and it was distressing.

Brian was also getting annoyed!

NW Operations had taken over the homicide investigation responsibilities from the Detective Bureau.

Accordingly.

As the B6 group’s Autopsy Officer, Brian needed to bring these autopsy reports to court and, in front of the judge and jury, ensure the fairness of the case with his expertise.

How should I put it?

It was just a formality.

After all, this part used to be handled separately by forensic doctors of the Forensic Bureau and detectives of the Detective Bureau, which guaranteed impartiality.

Now, solving the case and presenting evidence was all up to Brian.

It was like guaranteeing oneself.

Completely redundant.

…

Today was calm and peaceful.

There was also no news from that xican guy at the police station.

Everyone managed to leave work on ti for once.

Back at the apartnt.

Shi San was extrely excited, sniffing around everywhere, even squeezing out a few drops in the hallway to refresh his scent across the territory, and barked a few tis.

Brian, after eating sothing, imdiately flopped onto the bed and fell soundly asleep.

Currently, his physical condition was at a bottleneck.

Brian planned to visit the hospital whenever he was free to earn more Gift Energy and break through the bottleneck soon.

At a little past eleven at night.

A call ca from Green:

“Boss Brian, that xican guy called Hader has shown up.

Hader was at the bar drinking without paying and even hit soone.

The bartender called the police, and my colleague on duty who went there recognized our target, so he took Hader to the police station first, then called .”

“Got it!”

Brian quickly dressed, left Shi San to watch the house, and hurried to the police station.

He thought it would take so ti to find this Hader, but it turned out to be so smooth.

He hoped there wouldn’t be any lodramatic twists.