The barking of dogs in the distance became even more fierce. The caretaker finally took out his cell phone with great difficulty and trembled. He dialed the alarm number and said intermittently that he was about to cry: "Someone is dead, someone is dead... Someone here is dead..."

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The rain continued to fall at night, and the rain did not stop until the piercing sirens of police cars sounded in the garbage dump.

When several policemen saw the strange body of the deceased, they were stunned with fear. Some did not know what to do, so they had to call the command center to report and ask for help.

As the night grew darker and the rainstorm became heavier, the scrap recycling yard was blocked off, various police cars lined up, and groups of investigators from different departments arrived one after another.

At this time, another black heavily armored off-road vehicle arrived and parked next to the blockade where the crime occurred.

The two front doors of the off-road vehicle opened and two people stepped out.

One looked at a strong man in his thirties, wearing a military green vest and khaki pants. He had a burly body, arms bigger than other people's thighs, a short head, and a face full of flesh.

The other woman was younger, in her twenties or sixties, with a slender figure, wearing a red jacket and overalls, with long black hair tied into a high ponytail, and a serious expression on her beautiful face.

As soon as the two got out of the car, they strode straight to the scene of the crime. Upon seeing this, a young policeman responsible for maintaining order at the blockade immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Hey, stop, who are you?"

No one can touch the body before the forensic on-site investigation team takes action, let alone these two guys with unknown origins?

But immediately, the police chief not far away became anxious. He quickly stopped his men and said in a low voice, "I've made you stupid. You don't have a good eye! Those are people from the Special Investigation Bureau."

"Ah?" The young policeman was stunned. The Special Investigation Bureau had heard some rumors.

It is a special elite department, full of mysterious rumors. It is said to be responsible for investigating the most bizarre, bizarre and difficult cases. It has terrifying powers and every agent is extremely skilled...

At the same time, the police chief wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, walked up to him with a smile on his face, greeted the two agents from the Special Investigation Bureau, and then reported the case:

"The caretaker can't say anything. We are already checking the nearby surveillance cameras, but most of the surveillance cameras in this area are broken and have not been repaired all year round... So, nothing has been discovered yet..."

The two special agents obviously did not expect the ordinary police to investigate. After hearing this, they both nodded and asked them to continue the investigation and surveillance, and then went up to see what happened to the body.

"Fuck, it's not a small matter." The big man was startled when he saw the corpse covered with withered moss and vines, "It's not a small matter..."

The woman in red also frowned, put on gloves and went up to conduct some on-site inspection. Then she checked the body and found a small notepad.

She immediately flipped through her notepad, and the expression in her eyes changed, a little unbelievable and a little overwhelmed.

"Look at this." The woman raised the notepad in her hand and said in a deep voice: "This deceased is the shotgun man. I recognize his appearance, and this notebook proves it."

"Who?" The big man also put on his gloves, went to take the notepad, flipped through it, and thought about it. Suddenly, he glared, "You mean... the shotgun man!?"

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