Solan is really famous. As he missed Mai, the entire police station knew about his "glorious deeds". As of today, the famous Gotham detective has only been in Seattle for a few days, so he has brought so many corpses. If he was allowed to stay for a while, I am afraid that people in the whole city will be sent to the funeral home, right?

However, no one has shown him stupidly. Solan is not a newcomer. In fact, no matter his age, based on the records of the case solving in the past five years, many policemen respect him very much. Although it cannot be said explicitly, the members of the murder team are also grateful to him for finding a lot of serious jobs for everyone.

The only person who could really give him some scruples was Director Sato, who was sitting cross-legged on the top floor of the police station building.

What happened so big today, Solan and Johanna reported to him together.

"So, you don't have direct evidence that the albino madman is the murderer."

Sato sat behind the desk, his lower abdomen pressed against the table, and his hands and fingers were crossed firmly: "Then do you have any other clues? There are traces of the existence of a third person on the scene? What is the conclusion of the Crime Examination Department? What about the forensic office?"

"The deceased had obviously smashed his head with a blunt weapon, just like Miss Alma this morning." Johanna was rewarded, she said steadily, and couldn't help but sigh.

"However, CSI has not found the tool for the crime. Considering that the entire sewer area is so wide and they are all repair workers, there are too many places where the weapon can be abandoned. CSI said they are really hard to do."

"There are all judicial dissections for the forensic doctors." Solan continued: "The suspect is indeed a severely albino patient with snow-white body. We are contacting relevant municipal departments to find out his previous work and life. They promised to fax the documents soon."

Johanna looked at him: "It's all white?"

Solan blinked: "Maybe it was artificially bleached, but some lunatics would do this, so the municipal archives record are not reliable. Maybe he just performed a 'major operation' on himself a few days ago."

Solan didn't say much, but he already understood the meaning.

Johanna was a little stunned. Sato looked up and looked at Solan deeply, calmly said: "I know a case. There is a schizophrenia in South Dakota who loves to make and collect bleached girls' bodies and hollowed out dolls inside. He did do some bleaching work on himself. Whenever he finished a 'work', he would... well, that one."

Johanna blinked hard: "You mean... my god, my god... why don't I remember it? South Dakota, the Midwest is indeed not well communicated..."

"I was taken over by the FBI." Solan waved his hand and said, "Anyway, Director, my suggestion is to check the situation first. If the relevant cases in the city no longer occur after this madman was sent to the dissection station, then the conclusion will naturally come out and the case can be concluded. But if it will happen... Damn!"

As soon as these words came out, the environment inside the house became much easier, at least Johanna smiled.

However, Sato still had a stern face: "If it really happens, Detective Adams, your holiday during this period will have to be cancelled. When life is at stake, you can't tolerate you from nine to six. So pray, pray that these things will not happen again, otherwise our entire murder group will have to go round."

Sato said seriously, and Solan and the others made correct their posture again. After making a promise to Sato again, they walked out of the door.

"You must pray, Solan." He walked quickly to the elevator, and Johanna walked gracefully with her high heels: "Sato always keeps her word. If the guy you and Shirley killed today is not the real murderer, he will really exhaust our entire murder group. That's really..."

"It's normal for the task force to work hard to death..." Seeing Johanna's happy and relaxed look, Solan couldn't help but remind her: "But there is no absolute direct relationship between these incidents now, and then they can't be broken. If they can really push them to that damn albino madman, we can all be relaxed, are you right?"

The elevator door opened and the two sat down toward the stairs. Johanna frowned and murmured: "It is worth being cautious, but at present it seems that your albino should be the real murderer, otherwise wouldn't it be a coincidence? The perverted killer, the mad albino, and the crazy albino, were all around the crime scene. How much is this probability?"

All that is needed is that others will think so. Seeing that Johanna's thoughts were guided, Solan can let go of his first heart.

So the next job is that he must confirm privately that the real murderer behind the scenes who manipulates the puppet will not cause him any more trouble.

But before that, there are still matters related to Arya that need to be dealt with...

When the elevator door was just opened, the phone ringtone suddenly rang.

"Johnna, you go back first." Solan waved to the gate of the homicide group ahead: "I'm here...oh, here..."

Johnna looked at him, smiled slightly, and then walked into the office. At this time, dusk was approaching, and the sunset outside the window shone on the color of her black pearls, looking quite beautiful.

Claude Harber is fifty years old, and his eyes are as good as ever when he chooses his girlfriend. Solan looks at the name of the person on his phone, then looks up at his direct boss, thinking so in his heart.

Then he chose a corner without a man and answered the phone.

"Hey, Nina."

...

Washington State University is located in the university town on the north shore of Seattle United Lake. It is a century-old famous university, a famous research university that enjoys the world's top academic status and extremely high scientific research reputation. Over the past 100 years of establishment, the university and its alumni have created many major inventions that benefit all mankind. Especially since 1974, it has been the most competitive federal scientific research funding competitor in the United States, and its scientific research funding has long ranked among the top three universities in the world.

In the afternoon, on the round stone steps of Zhuo Haile Fountain, a long-legged beauty wearing jeans and a dark jacket was sitting there, carrying a small bag and holding a phone. She had a beautiful and quiet melon-shaped face full of Eastern European style, long straight brown and black hair and beautiful olive skin.

"So you're out of time tonight?"

Nina opened her mouth and her voice was full of magnetic and she seemed to be knowledgeable: "I have no schoolwork today. I can even take the time to sit in a coffee shop with my friends for a while. You should have passed your initial adaptation period now, why are you still so busy?"

A short-haired Chinese girl was sitting next to her, wearing a pleated knee-length skirt and a pair of white high-heeled sandals. She was pinching her pointed chin, listening to the hands-free look in contemplative manner.

"Hey... there's no way, your boyfriend, I'm Tiansha Guxing."

There was a tough male voice across the phone, full of vitality: "Can you believe it? Dear, I have just arrived at our police station for three or two days and had not opened for half a year. I have already received 108 murders! Tiangang and Earth Demons, do you believe it or not? Two hours ago, I just found a headless corpse in the sewer, and killed a perverted murderer and shot!"

Nina didn't say anything, just looked at the short-haired girl beside her.

The latter curled his lips at her, as if he believed it was a ghost.

"Okay... Then Solan, you can't make any time tonight?"

"Yes, Nina, I will make it a good compensation for you when I wait for the weekend, how about I kiss you?"

Nina raised her slender eyebrows with beautiful curves, snorted gently, and then hung up the phone.

Then the next sentence: "Suosuo, what do you think?"

The short-haired girl said, "Hmph... It's very typical. I'm not free. I'm not free. Bra won't pull it, it's so typical. Nina, you have seen it, he actually queued up with the female policeman to buy coffee! Don't hesitate anymore. Now, immediately, hang up the phone to their personnel department and ask about the house that the kid rents. Let's go to check it tonight!"

As she said that, she was even more excited than Nina and clenched her fists hard.

"Open the door, check the water meter~!"

Nina nodded silently, which was equivalent to agreeing.
Chapter completed!