After entering the house, Mai Tooi took off her leather bag and took off her windbreaker. She was wearing a silver-gray bottoming shirt, which looked thin but also delicate and slim. She ignored anyone and walked straight to the cloakroom to take out her white coat and put it on. The three-inch high-heeled sandals were steadily stepped on, and there was a slender silver chain hanging around her ankles.

Ravi Hawkins couldn't be as calm as she was, and his eyes were almost glaring out: "Mai Mai Mai Mai, are you cured of illness? Oh no, you really know Mr. Solan, are you good friends?"

Mai Tooe still didn't say anything. After putting on her white coat, she looked at the new body on the dissection table with calm eyes: "What's the situation with this one?"

Solan watched them interact with interest.

"Oh... By the way, I almost forgot to say it if you didn't ask!" Ravi thought quickly and clapped happily: "This is our poor Miranda Amar. You can tell that it is a mixed-race Middle Eastern generation by the name, right? She was found dead on the side of the road in Seward Park at 4 o'clock this morning, under a tree. Do you see that she is a headless corpse!"

It was obvious that when Solan entered the house, he noticed that the female corpse had a missing head, and another bag contained fragments of skull retrieved on the spot. This case was obviously not his responsibility. Now it seems that after going upstairs to the homicide group office, he would definitely hear a colleague's endless mouth.

"Understand, Solanjun, what is your purpose here?"

Mai Toyo's attention was obviously not on the corpse and the boss.

Ravi didn't mind either, but instead raised his thick eyebrows excitedly.

"This matter is a little complicated. Director Hawkins," Solan looked at Ravi with his pockets in his hands, "Can you please collect your fingerprints? I want to have a private discussion with Mai."

Ravi looked like "I know" and didn't ask much. He just gave a "you know" expression and ran happily to a corner of the work area, and the manhole cover was placed on a table over there.

Solan was so shocked and laughed in a low voice: "What an interesting British guy. Is he married this year? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Mai Tooi did not say anything, walked straight to the open morgue cabinet, and her calm eyes swept across the body of the deceased Benjamin. She ignored the wound on the chest of the deceased, but paused on the head with bones cut off from both sides.

"We can guess that the two cases were done by the same person." Her voice was delicate and quiet, and she spoke very quickly, and she spoke in Japanese: "And the other party knew the anti-investigation methods very well, or had strong learning ability, but the starting point was obviously not high. In this case..."

She pointed her finger at Benjamin, her index finger was white and slender: "He just randomly eliminated the evidence of guilt and left too many unnecessary scars on the dead. But on this one, the only wound was the crushed skull. Considering that the torso of both bodies showed no signs of being gnawed, we can conclude that he must be much stronger than his peers."

Solan listened to Mai's analysis calmly, but his eyes were basically on Ravi Hawkins in the distance, and the other party was still collecting fingerprints.

"Mai, are you sure your boss doesn't understand Japanese?"

"Very sure, he's a stupid pig."

"Haha?" Ravi suddenly looked back, smirking and gloating: "Why did I suddenly hear the word "Baga"? Brother Solan, are you bullying her?"

Solan shook his head gently and burst into laughter: "It's indeed a Baga."

Mai glanced at Solan deeply, then nodded slightly, looked at Benjamin's body seriously, and blinked her slender eyelashes.

"So tell me, what's the reason why you suddenly returned to Seattle? Did you catch all the criminals in Gotham City?"

In just a moment, Sora's laughing expression became like constipation: "Can we not talk about the situation there?"

"So what do you want to talk about?" Mai said softly, put on white gloves and gently stroked the deceased's chest: "Can you talk about your new girlfriend, Nina Greyrein's professional English literature course? I can teach you a lot of Japanese literature knowledge, Solanjun, do you want to learn?"

The soft voice of the clouds and the breeze, the Japanese accent of the yin and yang, and the complex and respectful rhetoric of standardization. After saying all this, Ma Yi raised her head, and the black hair on her forehead floated up, revealing her slender eyebrows.

Suddenly, Solan felt itchy all over his body. Countless invisible threads penetrated along the collar sleeves, constantly waving his lover-like caress on his skin, and even tying him tightly and tied him up.

"Well, let's talk about some serious things."

As soon as these words were said, the numb feeling disappeared immediately: "Before I talked to you about this case, I still have something to ask you to explain. Tsk, how to say it, in a nutshell, I adopted an adopted daughter who looks like she is thirteen or fourteen years old."

After the words came, Solan seemed to be waiting for trial. In the distance, Ravi Hawkins had finished the collection work and did not get close. He sat on a chair holding an e-book, and then stared at the man and woman with his eyes slanted.

"so."

Mai pointed her chin: "So are you sure she is not the murderer?"

"There are possibilities, but there is nothing. I also suspect that I am a doctor of incarnation. Hehehe, I am a righteous policeman during the day, and I fall asleep in the middle of the night..."

"so what?"

"Uh, so last night, a few of my colleagues in the bureau went to our boathouse to have a party. Arya, that little guy met the murderer outside. The other party shed a pile of blood on the wooden plank road, and then Arya chased him all the way. Finally, she lifted the manhole cover and ran away from the sewer."

Mai nodded, still looking at Benjamin's body: "Awesome little girl, I'll meet her if I have time. So the current situation is that an unknown zombie is hiding in the sewer in Seattle, and it is expected that many murders will be created, which will make the entire police station uneasy all day?"

"That's right, but before I kill this guy, we must first find a suitable reason for the current case. We can't tell everyone, hey, there are zombies in our world! Oh hey, I'm a zombie hunter... right?"

Solan was having a great time chatting, but the topic was interrupted. Ravi Hawkins stared at him for a long time, and now he finally couldn't help but walk over.

"I'm telling you two can use some other languages?" He was so confused: "I can speak French, very good French, and it's not a problem to flirt with models. I also know Spanish and Italian. I've been memorizing German pronunciation recently. I can do anything. Why do you have to choose Japanese that I don't know at all?"

Solan laughed, because Mai glanced at her boss lightly: "It's just to make you not understand, have any opinions?"

Although it was expected, seeing Mai as an assistant forensic doctor, she could easily show off her power in front of her boss, Solan's heart was relieved.

The murderer's fingerprint had been obtained. Solan waved goodbye to the two people in the office and temporarily placed the horse manhole cover here, then quickly walked forward and took the elevator.

Then on the ground floor of the police station, only Ravi Hawkins and Mai Toyogi were left in the forensic office.

"Ahhh!"

Ravi said happily: "Mai Mai, let me be honest. You have been sick these two days, but it is actually just to date Solan's guy? Don't be shy, don't be shy, quickly explain the process of your two acquaintances and getting to know each other, so I won't be afraid that I will get angry, and I will fire you if I don't like you!"

At that time, Mai Tooi was preparing for an anatomy. She stood in front of the dissection table and faced the deceased Miranda Amar who was sent to today. She pinched the slender and sharp scalpel with two fingers, and cut a straight and accurate crack from her navel under her collarbone.

"Dear Director Hawkins, please note that I am the one holding the knife now."

Ravi danced forehands, and his exaggerated movements suddenly stopped. Then he blinked his handsome thick eyebrows and big eyes, then stepped down and coughed seriously.

"Well, work, now we start working. Mai, Miss Amar's anatomy and viscera weighing work will be left to you. I'm responsible...oh...what should I be responsible?"

"Push Mr. Benjamin back to the morgue."

"Oh yes!"
Chapter completed!