135: Chapter 119: The Thirsty Psychologist 135: Chapter 119: The Thirsty Psychologist Young Green didn’t want Hader to be ntally ill.
The next day, early in the morning, he called Ivan and Glenn, two veteran detectives, and went to the LAPD’s headquarters, the Parker Center, to retrieve the records of Hader and his mother.
They also applied for assistance from the police station at Hader’s original address to conduct an investigation.
Brian was much busier.
He extracted Hader’s genetic information, fist marks, and other traces and compared them to various traces found in the annihilation case.
The B6 laboratory was very simple.
Brian was sowhat confused about the use of so equipnt, and Tom, this guy, was even more clueless.
In the end, they had to send it to the forensic chemistry departnt of the Forensic Bureau.
The forensic chemistry departnt was the Forensic Bureau’s only core departnt besides those forensic doctors and could detect various traces.
Its mbers were mostly experts in traces examination, toxins, pathology, etc.
This made Brian plan to poach more talent from the forensic chemistry departnt of the Forensic Bureau when the B6 team expanded again.
Brian wasn’t greedy.
He hoped that in the future, the B6 team could also have a forensic chemistry departnt to serve his needs.
Otherwise, he feared that as he beca more powerful, the logistics couldn’t keep up.
…
Familiarity makes things easier.
Near noon, Tom returned with the results from the forensic chemistry departnt.
“Brian, after the examination, the biological traces found on the female victim in the annihilation case match Hader’s genetic information perfectly.
Moreover, the fist mark traces, after being tested, also matched the fist mark on the male victim’s chest.
We can almost certainly conclude that Hader is the murderer of the annihilation case.”
Tom, who had personally dissected the bodies of the family of three, had the most direct understanding of the cruelty of the case.
This morning he had heard that the suspect Hader might have schizophrenia, which also left him feeling sowhat emotional.
Due to the overuse of prescription drugs and the prevalence of wealthy individuals.
Every year in the United States, nurous similar cases end inconclusively.
So are genuinely ntally ill.
So are rely wealthy individuals whose powerful lawyers portray them as ntally ill, or they simply use their wealth to manipulate the courtroom.
The most unbelievable case was probably from over twenty years ago when a wealthy heir suddenly went berserk, shot at the then President of the United States, and pulled the trigger, resulting in one death and one injury.
And then?
That wealthy heir’s family powerfully sculpted him into having Schrodinger’s ntal illness, essentially claiming he beca ill during the few minutes before and after the shooting.
In the end, the heir was acquitted.
Shooting the President of the United States and being acquitted…
That would be nearly impossible in any other country.
But it indeed happened in this peculiar Federation.
However, that wealthy heir also suffered.
ntally ill ant he had to receive treatnt in a ntal hospital.
The guy applied for discharge nurous tis but was always denied due to his Schrodinger’s ntal illness; each application rejected, confining him in a small room where even suicide was difficult.
Prison inmates could at least get so fresh air.
But he wasn’t allowed.
Every day was solitary confinent, taking dicine…
To get out, it was probably a lifeti affair.
…
Brian took the feedback report from the Forensic Bureau, looked at it, and then tossed it onto the table, “Tom, how are cases involving ntal illness generally handled?”
Tom shrugged and spoke in a raspy voice,
“With a complete chain of evidence, the police will invite a psychologist for a preliminary assessnt and present the outco.
Of course, if the defendant or the defendant’s family can afford it, they can also hire lawyers and experts to participate in the process.
Ultimately, these will be submitted to the courtroom, where the judge will decide whether the defendant is ntally ill.
If rejected, the law will then pass judgnt as normal.
If accepted, the defendant will be declared not guilty but will need to undergo treatnt in a ntal hospital.
Only when the ntal hospital issues a recovery report can the defendant leave.”
While speaking, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag before satisfyingly continuing,
“However, trust , unless the family is wealthy and well connected enough to handle those greedy people in the ntal hospital, staying in there is harder than death itself; better to just go to prison.
When I was a detective, I handled a case concerning the ntal hospital.
It turned out soone was testing drugs on the ntally ill inside.
Later, I found out that holess people, the ntally ill, and the adoption sector all have their own industry chains and cooperate with each other.”
Assistant Edna, curiously interjected, “What happened to that case?”
Tom exhaled a smoke ring and self-mockingly laughed, “I glossed over that case.
Otherwise, you wouldn’t be seeing right now.”
“Ah?”
Edna wanted to say more.
But Old Hader, sitting opposite her, knocked on the table, “There are many things beyond our control, Edna.
You better finish the reports of previous cases while there are no new cases.”
That disrupted the conversation.
Everyone lost interest in chatting.
…
In the afternoon.
Brian had just given Dog Shi San his first school examination.
The content of the exam paper was entirely prepared by him.
Out of a hundred points, Shi San only scored nine.
Brian, looking at Shi San sitting obediently on the ground, his puppy eyes expectantly gazing at him, couldn’t help but reach for his belt.
I’ve been teaching you addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, literacy, the nine tis table whenever I have ti…
hoping you beco a new era dog with dreams, culture, and the ability to think.
And you only scored nine?
Do you deserve my devoted training?
“Woof?
(Big dog, why are you angry?
Is there an enemy?)”, sensing the dangerous pheromones from Brian, Shi San tilted his head in confusion, ready to bare his teeth at whoever angered the big dog.
Brian pulled out his crocodile leather belt and crooked his finger at Shi San, “Co with to the team leader’s office, and I’ll tell you why I’m angry.”
It’s too crowded outside.
Spanking a child, the child’s self-esteem might get hurt.
“Woof~ (Okay~)”
Shi San happily wagged his tail and followed inside.
Big Dog had said, perform well in exams, get delicious treats.
Anticipation~
The next second.
Aoow~
The cries of the dog ca from inside the office…
…
After two o’clock.
Glenn and his two companions, with a middle-aged woman dressed to the nines and wearing platinum glasses, returned to the office.
Brian glanced at Shi San, who had tears in his eyes and was earnestly watching an educational video with her bottom pouted, and approached her, “How is it?”
Glenn looked a bit upset,
“Brian, the Las Vegas Police Departnt helped us check Hader’s dical records.
During Hader’s high school days, he was diagnosed with schizophrenia for attempting to rape a female classmate; afterward, he dropped out and underwent treatnt for so ti.
There isn’t much information available afterward.
However, we can confirm that Hader indeed has a ntal illness.”
Brian was not surprised by this.
Looking at the middle-aged woman who had co back with them, he asked, “Who is this?”
The woman seed to be living comfortably, dressed exquisitely, and the clothes and accessories on her did not appear cheap.
She took a seat by herself, “I’m Sylue, a psychology consultant specialized for the Los Angeles Police Departnt.
The departnt assigned Hader’s psychological assessnt, so I ca here to learn about Hader’s case.”
Seeing this, Brian frowned slightly.
This so-called psychology expert didn’t seem very empathetic.
Didn’t even know basic manners—are you really a psychology expert?
Brian signals to Ivan and Glenn with his eyes before addressing the woman, “Hello, Ms.
Sylue, I am Brian, the acting head of Team B6.
Please take a seat, I’ll go get the files.”
Ivan and the other followed him.
Upon reaching the conference room,
Brian looked at Ivan, “Is this woman really a psychology expert?”
Ivan nodded, “This woman is a known sham in the industry.
Sohow, she obtained so titles of professor and expert, and specializes in providing false assessnts for rich clients.
Her husband is a sowhat influential congressman, it’s better not to ss with her.”
“Really powerful?”
Off to one side, Glenn nodded, “I don’t know about that, but she’s definitely desperate.
On the way up, she already asked Ivan and for our contact information.”
He chuckled, “If you don’t like her, I can sacrifice myself tonight.”
He was technically working while sick.
Brian rolled his eyes, “Dude, knowingly transmitting STDs is illegal.”
…
Now knowing Sylue had so clout behind her, Brian felt more prepared.
He handed the case files to Sylue, “This contains the information on the suspect Hader, and a general overview of the mass murder.
We can confirm now that he killed those people, and his thods were extrely brutal, next…”
But Sylue was uninterested.
An unpaid assessnt was just a formality to her.
She was more interested in this handso young face before her.
After storing the files,
Sylue irritably said to Brian, “This new departnt of yours doesn’t seem to understand basic etiquette.
I’ve been here for a while now and haven’t even seen a cup of coffee.”
“Shall I get one for you?”
“No need, you should have just poured it without asking,” Sylue adjusted her glasses, “And judging by this shabby place, the coffee’s probably cheap goods.
How about this, once we’re done here, co over and I’ll teach you what hospitality is.”
Saying this, she pulled a hotel card from her purse and handed it to Brian.
Brian:…
Glenn was right; this woman was indeed ravenous.
His expression turned cold, “That won’t be necessary, Ms.
Sylue.
If you have the ti now, please proceed with Hader’s assessnt.
We are quite busy here and cannot afford to waste ti.”
“You!”
Sylue glared at Brian, but seeing him turning to leave, she followed begrudgingly.
She vowed to make this guy’s life miserable today!
Oh right.
The deanor of that young African-Arican earlier suggested he really wanted to pin the cri on Hader.
In that case…
…
Elsewhere,
Before heading to the precinct, Brian pulled Glenn aside and started confiding.
After listening to Brian,
Glenn scratched his slightly itchy Wolong Valley, “Didn’t you just say that doing this is unethical and illegal?”
Brian shrugged, “Indeed, but then again, Ms.
Sylue is so desperate yet still takes the ti to work for the police departnt.
It’s touching and admirable.
As a young and promising ex-detective, showing so concern would reflect the humanitarian care of the Los Angeles Police, right?”
Watching Brian walk away,
Glenn smirked.
Today he had seen the flexible moral line of Brian.
This guy was rather vengeful.
Lucky for him, he had never crossed paths with Brian before.
…
Considering a case could co up at any ti,
Brian instructed the others to stay on duty at the office while he alone accompanied Sylue, a special consultant for the police, to the precinct to conduct a psychological evaluation on Hader.
He also saw this as an opportunity to test a theory he had the day before.
Hader’s case was peculiar.
Killing as an obsession didn’t seem right,
But releasing him after he had killed felt wrong to Brian.
It wouldn’t satisfy the deceased’s obsessions either.
Upon reflecting for a long ti yesterday, Brian finally thought of a quite dishonorable thod.
If feasible, it would allow him to fulfill victim Sherick’s obsession and bring the criminal to justice without compromising his ethical guidelines!
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