Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 198 - 155: Feeling Down Today, Charcoal-Grilled Scum!_2

Chapter 198: Chapter 155: Feeling Down Today, Charcoal-Grilled Scum!_2

Ivan and his team were still busy with the new case: the villa owner who was found dead in the bathtub of a guest room in his villa by his maid.

The victim had obvious signs of injury on his body and the case was preliminarily ruled as homicide, then transferred to the B6 team.

In a show of eagerness to prove their worth, Ivan’s team jumped at the chance to take it on.

The victim’s body, along with some physical evidence found at the scene, had been brought back.

Brian took the time to perform an autopsy on the victim’s body.

The deceased was a wealthy person, living in a large mansion, and he was discovered dead in the bathtub of a guest room by the maid.

The cause of death was simple: drowning.

New scratch marks were evident on the deceased’s body, including a large bite mark on the shoulder.

It was an odd location, which appeared as if another partner, in the midst of intimate activity, had become overly excited and bit down.

Judging by the distribution of the bite marks, the biter had a large mouth.

Aside from that, there were no special features on the victim’s body.

However, Brian found signs of infection in the victim’s nails.

After surveying the crime scene, Ivan’s team found traces of E. coli on the surface of a small umbrella that had been brought back.

E. coli is a common intestinal bacterium...

This indicates that before his death, the victim not only played poker, but also somehow was involved in gutter-cleaning activities.

The more explosive revelations lay ahead.

Following inquiries, Ivan’s team confirmed that before the wealthy man’s death, only his stepson had returned to the villa. This meant, with high probability, that the person involved in the gutter-cleaning encounters prior to the wealthy man’s death was his stepson...

Currently, the stepson had disappeared and could not be contacted.

Ivan’s team was now pressing the billionaire’s wife, the stepson’s mother, in hopes of extracting some useful leads from her.

Brian looked forward to the results of Ivan’s case investigation.

This was bound to be a juicy scandal worthy of a dramatic family soap opera.

...

In the afternoon, instead of getting any updates on the family soap opera, Brian was visited by Rajag, the leader of the C5 team.

Rajag was not tall, just over five feet, and his eyes carried a sense of melancholy.

The case of the prostitute serial murders had been cracked, and the C5 team found stable ground.

The melancholy-eyed man was clearly in a good mood and greeted Brian warmly, "Thank you, Brian, the case has been submitted, and I’ve passed the evaluation on my end."

"You paid for it, so it’s well deserved."

Brian tossed his sketchpad aside, "How’s the case being handled now?"

"Standard conviction.

We used the victim information you provided to find their residences and address books, and we contacted the victim’s families.

Honestly, there were some real soap opera storylines in there.

There were husbands who thought their wives were working as servers in Los Angeles, and there were parents who thought their daughters were teaching here.

In the end, only three victims’ families agreed to take their bodies; the rest told us to handle it our own way."

As he spoke, Rajag sighed, "We discovered something quite disgusting in the process... that poor girl named Olina, who was a really good person, but had the misfortune of encountering a scumbag."

Olina, the victim who had left behind the obsession of wanting to deliver a Christmas gift to the children at Children’s House.

She really was a good person, just slightly timid and particularly unlucky.

"No good deed goes unpunished, but we located her ex-boyfriend, who threatened and coerced her, through her diary, and took him away forcefully. He’s a drug addict, and I hope he holds out for a few more days."

Rajag smiled lightly, "I’ve put in a good word over there; they’ll take proper care of that scumbag."

Brian shrugged, "Sounds good."

The thought of bad people getting their comeuppance always brought pleasure.

...

Rajag’s visit was primarily to build a closer relationship with Brian.

After all, he was Susan’s relative.

They were natural allies.

After bidding Rajag farewell, Brian was ready to fulfill another obsession he had collected last night: "If only I had been braver, at least I could have told Angel that I liked her..."

It was the obsession of a seventeen-year-old boy with leukemia.

The Gift Energy points were sparse, only three.

Even a mosquito’s leg is meat.

With a philanthropic attitude, Brian used the information from the boy with leukemia to locate his school, and then found a photo of his crush, Angel, who he mentioned in his obsession, on the school’s official promotional images.

Sure enough, Angel was a school celebrity, and searching the school’s network, Brian even found a private chat room related to this girl.

However, once he entered, the content turned unsavory.

It was either discussions about Angel’s figure and love life or proud anonymous posts of screenshot harassing messages they’d sent her, even conspiring on how to get her and then... you know.

Don’t think this was just grandstanding.

These hormone-driven guys might actually carry out such actions.

Brian knew this all too well.

In this place, kids mature early. Aside from some conservative faith-based families, it’s common for teenagers to start dating after middle school, and they often harbor a strong curiosity about certain matters.

With the influence of all sorts of information pollution and the indoctrination of adult magazines, these still immature-minded kids can easily do things even more exaggerated than adults.

Most parents of victims, for the sake of honor and saving face, choose to transfer their child to a different school along with some compensation.