North American Detective: I am Proficient in All Kinds of Gun Quick Draws Chapter 274 - 181 Abnormal Love2

Dean looked at Lawrence with appreciation. When it ca to taking the bla, this guy was experienced, with a keen nose for trouble. No wonder he held the record for the most complaints in the Los Angeles Police Departnt.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Dean led rck to the conference room.

Daisy skillfully served two cups of coffee, ensuring Dean looked good in front of the outsider.

rck sipped his coffee, easing the fatigue from a sleepless night.

Dean quickly flipped through the docunts in his hand. It was a profile of a woman suspected of being a follower of the ’Cannibal Demon’.

According to the information, the woman, Yamaguchi Yuko, was seventeen years old, of Japanese descent, and from a wealthy family.

Yamaguchi Yuko’s father owned a chain of Japanese restaurants in the area, with assets exceeding ten million. Her mother’s side of the family had many relatives married to local Caucasian governnt employees and police officers.

So of them were quite influential. This was also why rck found the situation tricky and hadn’t directly summoned her.

Under intense surveillance by the FBI’s Cyber Division, Yamaguchi Yuko beca a fervent fan of the ’Cannibal Demon’ after discovering his ’devotee’ video on the dark web. She not only supported him by purchasing Virtual Coins through special channels but also repeatedly sent et-up requests to the ’Cannibal Demon’s’ online account.

The ’Cannibal Demon’ had responded to her. Two days ago, Yamaguchi Yuko requested leave from school, ostensibly to et the ’Cannibal Demon’ at XX Bar. However, she didn’t actually go there. Instead, she went straight to the hotel where Dean and his team were staying, rented a room, and then returned to her campus.

rck and his team suspected Yamaguchi Yuko had other ways to contact the ’Cannibal Demon’!

Combining this with the information rck had shared earlier, Dean ford a hypothesis.

Putting the file away, he looked at rck, who was quietly sipping his coffee. "Agent rck, did the forensics departnt find anything new about the severed hand yesterday?"

rck took a sip of his strong coffee and nodded. "Most of it aligns with what you said, Chief Dean, but the forensics lab’s conclusion is more precise."

"According to their tests, the severed hand ca from a male corpse, dead for over twenty-four hours. The victim was approximately thirty years old and had a deep wedding ring mark on his ring finger, indicating he was likely married. Additionally, forensic colleagues found traces of green wasabi under his fingernails. The only unfortunate part was that there were no records of the victim in the database."

"Green wasabi!"

Dean was even more certain of his guess.

Seeing rck’s apparent lack of reaction to this detail, Dean reminded him, "Wasabi is generally divided into two types: yellow and green. Yellow wasabi mainly cos from China and is made from mustard seeds. Green wasabi, primarily from Europe, is produced from horseradish—often called Japanese horseradish or wasabi root. It’s naturally pale yellow but is dyed green. Its pungent aroma makes it a common seasoning in Japanese cuisine."

rck set down his cup, his pupils contracting slightly. "Chief Dean, are you saying the victim went to a Japanese restaurant before he died?"

"He could have been an employee at a Japanese restaurant or a custor. Moreover, I must remind you: the ’Cannibal Demon’ hasn’t been in Los Angeles long, yet he knew the exact surveillance layout and blind spots of that comrcial street. This ans soone very familiar with the area must have helped him. I suggest you focus your investigation on Yamaguchi Yuko!"

Yamaguchi Yuko’s father owns nurous Japanese restaurants in Los Angeles. She’s also a follower of the ’Cannibal Demon’ and might have recently contacted him... She’s highly suspicious!

After rck processed this information, he stood up and thanked Dean. "Chief Dean, I’m very grateful for your help. When it cos to keen observation of clues and Psychological Deduction, you’re the most outstanding young man I’ve ever t—bar none!"

Dean responded with a faint smile, appearing indifferent to rck’s praise.

From their brief interaction, Dean had already discerned that this rck, much like Old Hunter, had so skill—but truly, just a little. How he ever beca a senior FBI agent was beyond him.

After seeing rck off, the mbers of Squad Four imdiately gathered around, their faces alight with curiosity.

"Dean, what did you talk about with him? I felt like he beca a different person before and after entering the conference room, like..."

Lawrence, who wasn’t the most articulate, struggled for a mont before stating vividly, "It was like... like he was a desperate man who’d just found his savior, totally redeed!"

Dean gave him a thumbs-up. "Lawrence, if your old literature teacher could hear how well you articulate things now, they’d be very gratified."

Harry raised his eyebrows. "But Lawrence’s description is spot-on. I saw that agent, rck, looking at you with imnse respect. You really won him over."

"It wasn’t that dramatic. I just gave him so advice on the ’Cannibal Demon’ case."

Dean leaned back comfortably in his chair, propping his feet up. "While there’s still ti, you all should decide who you want to partner with— or Lawrence. Otherwise, Captain Monet will have to make the assignnts."

Hearing this, Harry and Robert imdiately raised their hands. "Dean, I want to be with you!"

Lawrence was speechless.

Fuck! Those two assholes, not giving any face at all! He looked pitifully at Phoebe.

A flicker of relief crossed Lawrence’s eyes. She’s my girlfriend; she’ll support , at least.

The next mont, the scar on Phoebe’s face twitched as she smiled. "Sorry, Lawrence. If I could, I’d also like to follow Dean. That way, at least we can save money for a house sooner, instead of just racking up complaints with you."

Lawrence: "..."

Perhaps it was because criminals were also taking a post-Christmas break, but nothing happened all day.

Dean, bored, spent the afternoon reading chemistry and biology books.

Ever since he’d received ’Brother Wei’s’ formula from Little Mike, he hadn’t found the energy or ti to actually concoct it, so he’d decided to study the relevant subjects himself.

Leveling up was getting progressively harder. Dean knew he couldn’t rely solely on the system panel for self-improvent.

His Spirit attribute was now at fifteen points, allowing him to learn and understand new things rapidly. Self-improvent is the true path.

At five in the afternoon, Dean stretched, ready to leave work early to et the real estate agent he had an appointnt with.

Suddenly, a notification flashed in his mind: [Assisted in solving the Los Angeles cannibalism case. Experience Points 400. Level 17 (1600/3200)]

rck works this fast? Dean wasn’t surprised by the Experience Points; instead, confusion clouded his face. The crucial part is, why would apprehending a ’Cannibal Demon’—who’s supposedly eaten countless people—only yield four hundred Experience Points? That’s not logical! Unless... this case wasn’t committed by the ’Cannibal Demon’ at all, but was a copycat cri!

Just as he was pondering this, Senior FBI Agent rck called.

Dean tapped to answer.

rck’s grateful voice ca from the other end. "Chief Dean, thanks to your tip, we’ve caught the cannibal they’re calling ’Ken’—the one who eats severed hands. The outco was quite unexpected!"

"Yamaguchi Yuko?" Dean asked tentatively.

rck replied, "...Yes." He felt deflated. Talking to soone this smart made it hard to feel any sense of accomplishnt; it even fostered an inferiority complex, especially for an old tir like him.

"Following your hint, we quickly identified the owner of the severed hand."

It turned out the hand belonged to Yamaguchi Yuko’s own cousin. One of them was only seventeen, still in high school; the other was twenty-nine, already married with a child.

After identifying the victim, rck imdiately detained Yamaguchi Yuko. By searching her chat records and residence, they found the remaining parts of her cousin’s body.

Speaking of this, rck, despite being a seasoned agent, showed signs of nausea.

"Dean, you can’t imagine how crazy this seventeen-year-old girl is. After killing her cousin, she bought an extra-large freezer to store his body. She intended to dismber him piece by piece and then ’savor’ all of him! I asked her why. She told that way, she could be with her cousin forever and ever..."

Hearing this, Dean shook his head. No need to guess. It was a twisted love, one that defied all ethics, a distorted affection.