29: Chapter 22 Whoever Wants to Be a Freeloader, Go Ahead!
29: Chapter 22 Whoever Wants to Be a Freeloader, Go Ahead!
Susan quickly ca to her senses.
Right.
If details like an address are written on the inside of the lid, then the delivery person would have to open the box to look, giving an impression of uncleanliness.
“So what does this represent?”
Susan chose to throw the question out to everyone.
Ivan and Glenn shook their heads.
This was the first ti they had encountered such a thing.
Old Hardenn, however, had so thoughts, albeit uncertainly, “This could be a transaction location.
In the past, people liked to conceal illegal drugs, chemical toxins, inside special foods, then trade them through fast-food delivery.
Moreover, I heard that in Los Angeles lately there’s been a new thod of trading sex for money, which is through these delivery services.”
“Delivery services?”
Susan and the others were intrigued.
Brian, on the other hand, turned grim.
Dammit!
He had been hoping to clear up everyone’s confusion when they all seed puzzled!
Trust old Hardenn!
He has preempted everything!
What am I left to explain?
Old Hardenn didn’t notice Brian’s dark expression.
Sowhat embarrassed, he said, “I only heard about it from a friend.
The general process is to order a al for delivery, then the john himself acts as the delivery person, finds the ‘orderer’ according to the address, and then they begin to ‘enjoy the al.’ There’s also role play involved, a variety of scenarios…”
Brian: …
Dammit.
Old Hardenn is well-inford indeed.
You see,
This idea originally ca from him, based on a group’s ‘delivery service’ vehicle identification in his previous life, which he ntioned offhand.
And it took off from there.
Except, in his previous life, the delivery staff were those ladies in black stockings.
In this life, it was the johns themselves.
In fact, not only were they delivery staff, but the johns also played many other roles.
Like a plumber coming to fix pipes, a teacher coming for a ho tutoring session…
Susan was pensive.
She had rarely co across such information before.
Ivan looked confused,
“What’s the point of that?
Not only are there location-based transactions in Los Angeles, but there are also curb-side deals, phone calls…
This kind of trade.
There are so many thods.
It doesn’t seem that novel.”
Old Hardenn shook his head,
“That shows what you don’t know.
Location-based transactions are easily busted.
Curb-side ones are easy to fish out.
The escorts and johns don’t feel secure.
Phone transactions,
Ho services are too expensive.
This new type of transaction is different.
It’s cheap, and the john and the escort don’t exchange money or information directly.
The john delivers personally.
It’s very inconspicuous.
Even if they get targeted, they can say that a spark of love flared up between them while delivering the al.
Without evidence,
You simply can’t convict.”
Just as everyone marveled at the ingenuity of these pimps,
Brian said leisurely, “Old Hardenn, you’re so familiar with this—you wouldn’t be speaking from personal experience, would you?”
Old Hardenn: …
He blushed, “Brian, you’re desecrating my thirty-plus years of police service spirit…”
“How does it feel to play the roles of a plumber or a teacher?”
“It’s novel, but…”
Hardenn, caught off guard, realized too late and could only cover his face and flee, “I’ll go hurry the technical departnt for the 3D imaging of the incendiary bottle…”
…
Having driven away Old Hardenn who had stolen his thunder,
The petty Brian cleared his throat,
“Based on the information we have so far, the fast-food truck’s owner is most likely the real target of the murderer.
So next, I need to perform a detailed autopsy on his body.
Does anyone want to assist?”
“I’ll do it,” Susan volunteered, then looked at Ivan and Glenn, “As for solving this case, that’s your specialty.
What’s the plan going forward?”
Ivan stroked his stubble, pondered for a mont before saying,
“In general homicide investigations, the key is to find the criminal’s motive.”
Glenn and I need to first investigate the victim’s network of connections before death.
Moreover, the matter that old Hardenn ntioned,
we will also seek the help of informants for the investigation.
This might take so ti.”
…
After the tasks were assigned,
Brian and Team Leader Susan arrived at the precinct’s temporary morgue.
Once registered,
the two began to change clothes.
Susan was not familiar with all this.
Brian, not minding the trouble, personally taught Team Leader Susan how to change into her gear.
Watching the careful and kind, as well as handso Brian, Susan couldn’t help but say, “Brian, you’re really a gentleman, unlike old Hardenn, who, despite his age, still goes off to visit prostitutes.”
Brian stood behind Susan, tying her straps while admiring the beautiful curve of her back, he smiled faintly, “Thank you for the complint.
Frankly, my only flaw is judging people by their appearances.”
“Ha ha ha, you’re really funny.”
Susan laughed lightly, then sighed, “I used to think I was quite capable.
I was full of confidence before becoming a team leader, but once I actually encountered a case, I realized I didn’t know anything, unlike all of you, who are so skilled.”
Brian, according to the case number, laid out all the needed items and casually said,
“No one is born knowing how.
As a leader,
you just need to understand the abilities of your subordinates and give the right tasks to the right people.
By the way, Team Leader Susan.
What did you do before?”
Susan felt quite comforted by Brian’s words.
She seriously said,
“Actually, I was a mber of the VIP Protection Team, specifically in charge of protecting the female family mbers of so very important national visitors and foreign dignitaries.
I was quite happy with my job.
Until one accident when I shot and blew up the heads of seven or eight thugs, causing the wife of the dignitary to beco ntally unstable, and that’s why I was dismissed.”
Brian: …
His face stiffened, “Blew up the heads of seven or eight thugs?”
“Yes,” Susan’s face showed distress,
“Those people were ard with knives and incendiary bottles.
I reacted a little too vigorously.
Before they could even get close, I emptied the cylinders of two revolvers in an instant, killing all the thugs on the scene.
Subsequent investigation revealed that it was only a standoff caused by an unequal share of loot after a zero-dollar shopping event.
The head of the protection unit thought I was too straightforward.
Not suitable for the Protection Team’s work…
Afterward, I was bored.
I thought about becoming a cowboy or a bounty hunter.
To make a na for myself,
I even went to Texas to participate in a competition and won a marksmanship dal.
But then sothing happened at ho,
so I ca back.”
Ah, this.
Instant headshots on seven or eight people…
Marksmanship dal…
I’m boasting to you.
You’re dealing with the real thing?
Brian felt a bit of a chill in his teeth.
In life, you have to rely on yourself.
That kind of soft rice, whoever wants to eat it, let them.
Brian definitely didn’t want to anymore.
He was afraid that one day he’d find a bullet in his al!
Brian quickly changed the subject, “Alright, Team Leader Susan, please turn on the cara.
I’m going to start the autopsy now.”
“Mhm, okay.”
Susan dutifully complied.
…
The fridge drawer opened.
The sight that greeted them was a body, charred all over, still wrapped in a black charred leather apron.
There was also a number tag hanging from the corpse’s foot.
What surprised Brian was,
a deep red orb, properly floating above the body.
A solid start!
The remains of a murder victim were indeed more likely to spawn an obsession!
Brian touched the orb with anticipation.
If the victim’s obsession contained information about the murderer, that would be fantastic!
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