"Next news. At 7:30 this morning, a body was salvaged from the waters of Lianhe Lake Park. The deceased was a security guard at the Park Industrial Museum night patrol. The deceased was extremely miserable in death. He was suspected to have been stabbed with a sharp blade and died several times, and his head was also seriously damaged. When the body was salvaged by the public, onlookers at the scene once..."

The TV was turned off.

The top floor of the Seattle Police Department is the director's office, the Public Affairs Office, the Internal Affairs Office, the Legal Labor Department and other departments all work in cubicles. The office where the current director Hideaka Sato is located is just a very inconspicuous single room. The lily window leaves are open for a long time and are usually not falling.

Sato Hideaka is 43 years old this year, at the golden age of a man. Although he is Japanese and has a much thinner physique than many policemen, his body is still very tough. His face is slender and his eyes are not big, but his gray hair is treated into a short hair, and he is still energetic and efficient at work.

All this morning, Sato was busy with the same incident, both of the two abandoned corpses found this morning. The media was very quick. They used the form of noon to broadcast news to connect the abandoned corpses of Elliott Bay, which had been broadcast in the morning news and the abandoned corpses of Union Lake, which were discovered later!

At this moment, there were crowds of people outside the Seattle Police Building, surrounded by a large number of media people. Sato's next job is an interview with Solan Adams.

"I can confirm to you that both cases were done by the same person."

After entering the house, Solan sat on a chair and knocked her legs easily: "There is a great randomness in his subjects, but obviously he took advantage of the heavy rain last night to use the lake embankment as a place to throw the body. Do you know how many waters there are in Seattle, and how many days it rains here every year. If we encounter a high IQ serial killer, then his chances of committing the crime are endless!"

After leaving the forensic office, Solan went upstairs to find the director. No matter what Claude and the forensic director thought, he knew exactly the truth about the Elliot Bay incident, but he really didn't know who the real murderer of the United Lake incident was. So for him, it was undoubtedly the most convenient to put things together.

I believe that if there was a serial killer lurking in the dark, he would not care about taking the blame for Elliot.

"So, you apply to me for a high standard of independent investigation."

Sato sat behind the desk, slowly looking at Solan with his tiny eyes.

"Officer Adams, I admit that you did a great job in Gotham City. And crime is rampant there, and it really depends on the personal investigation ability of every detective, after all, there are often insufficient personnel."

As he spoke slowly, he took a sip of the newly brewed black tea and did not forget to wipe off the water vapor with the edge of the cup.

“But this is Seattle.”

He put down the teacup and his eyes lowered for a moment: "You have also seen that our murder group has not done anything for a while. Although I admit that your level is very high, isn't it better to give others some opportunities?"

He looked up at Solan again, and a chuckled a little: "I believe that Detective Adams is already majestic enough in Gotham. He submitted his resume to Seattle, which has always been peaceful, and he should have a short-term vacation. It is rare that you just arrived yesterday and there were two murders that night. Why not use it to get along well with the team members?"

After saying that, he even shrugged his shoulders.

Solan blinked quickly. I remember that when he came to the bureau to report yesterday, the Japanese director ignored him, and as soon as he entered the house, he deliberately pointed out some of the obvious Chinese descent on his face.

Solan believed that compared to his little Chinese characteristics, Sato would definitely not be stupid enough to play racism with him, after all, this is the United States.

So today I am upset with my own dissatisfaction, which must be due to the pressure brought by the case. Look outside the window, many local media are surrounding me.

Especially in the last sentence, Sato's meaning is translated into something, I believe it is accusing myself of being a broom star.

Solan smiled bitterly in his heart. It’s not that the boss is angry. Judging from the current situation, he does have the style of a primary school student in the Grim Reaper.

"Please, this is my case."

Sato shrugged and showed him, and he also shrugged and expressed his opinion: "Our poor good colleague of the deceased, security guard Jack repeatedly asked me to solve the case as soon as possible. If someone else suddenly changed, that kid would have to complain on shows like "Seattle Today"?"

Sato's weakness is that he is afraid of public opinion. Solan can see that, as expected, his face is even more ugly now.

"Okay...you're saying something, Detective Adams."

Sato seemed to have thought carefully, and although his face was tense, his tone relaxed: "You are a celebrity who often goes to newspapers in Gotham City, so since you come to Seattle, you will naturally be followed by many people. The impact of this murder case is indeed very bad. I guess by noon, the news about corpse fishing will be replayed twice, so it's better to leave it to you to deal with."

Solan laughed in his heart, and he knew that this would end. Although the Seattle Homicide Group had been idle for a long time, the United Lake corpse throwing case was definitely a hot potato. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a Gotham murder case, and it cannot be handled by just a bunch of police!

Since he had obtained the high standard of independent investigation rights he wanted, Solan naturally had no need to stay here again and walked out of the director's office with satisfaction.

Sato sat in the office, looking at Solan's leaving figure, and after a while of silence, he took out a file bag from the drawer.

The thick bag contained all the information about Solan Adams himself collected by Sato himself.

Solan Adams's case handling deeds are very famous in the industry. According to public information, he entered the Gotham City Police Department at the age of 22. He worked for five years. With his high-quality case-solving ability, he quickly upgraded from a trainee police officer to a senior detective.

The profession of police is different from many other jobs. The truly respected police are not those who are purely senior executives, but are often the most skilled people. Many police officers have been working as police detectives for many years, always struggling on the front line, holding their capital in their hands, and even ignoring the random commands of directors of pigs in some small places.

Solan Adams belongs to this type of person, and Sato is very sure of this. The 27-year-old senior police detective has a rare experience in the country, not to mention that the large-scale cases Solan solved in his five-year career is even more abundant than many veterans in his life. Gotham City is indeed a powerful touchstone, and with a slight rub, the young man stands out.

Therefore, I believe that the result will be obtained soon after handing over this case of corpse throwing from Lianhu Lake. However, now, Sato carefully looked through Solan's past case-solving records. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something tricky.

The police station often only pays attention to the results and does not emphasize that the detectives write detailed ideas for solving the case into the report, as long as they can catch the mouse. But looking at Solan's case-solving records, no matter the size of the incident, he can almost solve it in a five-day cycle. Is this reasonable?

"It just happened to solve a case with a work week incident. It would be fine if I had just one or two times, but Huihui looked like this... Humph, it felt like the bad guys in Gotham were cooperating with him to accumulate qualifications. Even if Sherlock Holmes was alive, it wouldn't be so magical, right?"

Sato sat by the window and glanced downstairs. At least No. 20 reporters and their photographers were still guarding the entrance of the building. Ordinary policemen didn't even dare to go to the main entrance now. They all quietly parked their cars in the underground garage and came in directly using the elevator.

"I want to see if this kid will just take a week to solve it. If he is still so powerful, it will be really... interesting."
Chapter completed!