North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI

eleven o'clock in the morning.

Dean arrived at Harper Prison with Harry, Robert, and Holz in several cars.

Along with them, there is also the footprint identification expert that Holz said.

His name is Bob, a fifty-year-old man, a special employee of the forensics department, and Holtz's father.

Bob's main job is a hunter, and he makes a living by taking clients deep into the forest and hunting wild animals during the annual hunting season.

outside the prison.

beep beep~

Harry got smarter this time and honked the car horn directly.

Surprisingly.

This time, it was not the stupid white prison guard Al, who poked his head out from the upstairs window, but their suspect, Kaniff!

When he saw Dean's group of people, he was taken aback for a moment, then frowned: "Today is not visiting time, get out of here, or you will know the consequences!"

"What consequences?"

Dean laughed: "Do you mean that you gave the prisoner a mobile phone privately to contact the outside world, or that you collected more than 100,000 dollars from Deren?"

when speaking.

Dean's hand remained on the open holster.

The safety on the pistol was on.

As long as Kaniff makes a move, he will kill the opponent through the holster within 0.1 seconds, and close the case without worry and hassle!

How do you know.

Kaniff just showed a wry smile: "Well, it seems that you have already found out, damn it, I knew there would be such a day!"

In the astonished eyes of everyone.

This black prison guard, who was only in his twenties, ran down from upstairs and opened the door for everyone.

The crowd followed him into the office in bewilderment.

Dean noticed that another prison guard, Al, was leaning on the observation deck, openly dozing off, and Kaniff was also wearing riding boots on his feet!

"Well, buddy, I guess you have guessed why we came here, be honest, we will make you more comfortable."

Harry actually admired this compatriot.

Due to certain institutional reasons, there are relatively few black people who take care of their families.

He grew up in a single parent family.

Kaniff's expression was calm and frank: "I admit that I did accept bribes from Deren, and as a price, I helped him fake his performance in prison and helped him apply for parole.

But are these also under the jurisdiction of the Robbery and Murder Division now? "

Harry's face darkened: "Dude, we don't care about your bribery issue, and we don't care about your parole application, you know why we are here!"

"No?" Kaniff was taken aback.

Dean had been watching his expression.

Something is wrong.

Kaniff, it seems, wasn't lying.

He looked again at Kaniff's riding boots.

Now, he really noticed something was wrong!

Kaniff was a little shorter than him in these thick-soled riding boots.

And he is 1.88 meters tall with bare feet, and 1.91 meters tall with shoes on.

So Kaniff probably wasn't the murderer!

Think here.

Dean stopped Harry, who was still about to speak, and looked directly at Holz and the others: "Don't waste time, just extract the footprints and pour the film!"

Kaniff didn't know what was going on though.

But thinking of the identities of Dean and the others, the black faces instantly became ugly.

These robbery and murder detectives seem to be only interested in murder cases!

Murder and bribery are completely different things, and the responsibilities are completely different!

After the not-stupid Kaniff reacted, he not only cooperated with the behavior of Holz and others, but also said that he still had two pairs of riding boots at home.

when they are busy.

Dean walked to the window and looked towards the observation deck inside the prison.

Al is great.

Leaning on the fence, you can also sleep.

The loose rifle hung on his body, very much like those traitor soldiers who have not been trained, not only has no deterrent effect, but also looks very funny.

such a person.

It shouldn't have aroused Dean's suspicions.

But after realizing the thickness of the riding boots, Al, who was the least likely to be the murderer, became the most suspicious.

Al dislikes Kaniff and knows that Kaniff likes to wear riding boots.

The most important point: Al's height, wearing riding boots, is about a little over 1.8 meters.

the other side.

After the foot model was extracted, Kaniff walked up to Dean: "Can you tell me what happened?"

"Have you ever let go of your boots in prison?" Dean asked instead of answering Kaniff's question.

Kaniff shook his head: "Never, I like riding boots very much, it makes me look more energetic, so I always wear them when I go to and from get off work."

"Why is Al guarding it today?"

"Because after you came last time, I changed places with him, so that at least someone comes over, and I can try to deal with it."

Before you can't escape, people will have a fluke heart.

The same goes for Kaniff.

"Does Al usually touch Deren?"

"Al?"

Kaniff shook his head hesitantly: "He can't deter the prisoners, so he usually stays at the front desk, and basically doesn't go to the cell side except for the roll call,...no!"

Sudden.

Kaniff seemed to think of something, and nodded again: "Deren's wife visits him every month, and applies for a couple's room every time.

But our husband and wife room here is full of sundries.

For the sake of easy management, we all give up the office to those prisoner couples to solve their physical needs, so Al can only get in touch with Deren at that time! "

Is that so?

Dean thought of the black original lace pantyhose hidden in Al's drawer, and said thoughtfully: "I see, I will tell you the reason after the identification results come out, before that, please show up in the open space, don't do it. Misleading actions."

Kaniff nodded irritably, squatted in the corner of the office, and smoked.

Dean winked at Robert, motioned him to check on him, went outside the office, took out his mobile phone, and called Deren's wife.

For the convenience of solving the case.

The two exchanged numbers yesterday.

The phone connects.

Derren's wife said nervously, "Detective Dean, is there anything else?"

"Do you have something to hide from me!"

"No." Hearing Dean's serious tone, Deren's wife panicked: "Detective Dean, I really didn't hide what is going on from you."

Dean felt that she didn't seem to be lying, so he asked more bluntly: "Every time you visit Derren, do you release him every time?"

"ah?"

On the other end of the phone, there was an embarrassing exclamation from De Lun's wife, followed by the sound of the door opening.

She seemed to be hiding in another place before she whispered: "Yes, I don't want to do that either, but Deren threatened me that if he didn't do this, he would destroy Arusky after he came out, and I can only satisfy him , and even dare not divorce him."

"Then did he ask you to accompany those prison guards, or did anything unusual happen when you went to see him?"

Dean asked more and more outrageous.

But De Lun's wife belongs to the kind of woman who is willing to sacrifice a lot for her son.

Suppressing her shame, she answered the question: "He mentioned that he asked me to seduce the black prison guard for his parole application, but the other party was not fooled, he only wanted money, something unusual.

By the way, the last time I went to see Deren, I wondered if I was too tired. I took a nap in the office, and when I woke up, the black lace pantyhose on my body was gone.

Deren said that he was planning to use it himself in prison, so I didn't ask any more questions. "

Black lace tights.

Eh.

Al.

Dean sighed in his heart, and comforted him: "Okay, I understand, thank you for your cooperation, Ma'am, don't worry, your son will be fine, don't bother me."

hang up the phone.

Dean recalls Al's profile.

Al's father died early, which may also be the reason. He was often bullied in this remote town, and was even deaf in one ear by being slapped.

From then on.

Al's character is even more withdrawn.

Then something even more unfortunate happened.

Al's mother, in a car accident, is in a wheelchair.

adulthood.

At the suggestion of his mother, Al passed the job as a prison guard here.

Because he is a child from the town, coupled with his unfortunate family, cheap salary, and loose conditions in the prison, the prison manager did not worry about Al's hearing impairment in one ear and agreed.

Dean is not an empathetic person.

But in his heart, for some reason, he didn't want Al to be the murderer, otherwise it would be hard to imagine how Al's mother should spend the rest of her life.

Dean laughed to himself.

With a mother who loves me in this life, my somewhat distorted human nature seems to be getting closer to normal people.

"Dean, the result is out!" Holz walked into the prison guard's office, interrupting Dean's cranky thoughts.

outside the office.

Holz's father, Mr. Bob, was looking carefully at Kaniff's fresh footprints. When he saw Dean approaching, he put down the foot model and said, "This is definitely not the same person as the foot model found at the scene."

"Why?"

"Habit!", Bob Cope said: "The weight of the person wearing the shoes, the habit of walking the center of gravity, and the wear of the soles will all lead to differences in the nuances of the footprints."

"There are currently three inconsistencies."

"First, the shoe prints at the scene are shallower, which means that the person's weight is at least fifteen kilograms lighter than Kaniff's."

"Second, the riding boots Kaniff wears look old, but the material is different, which is the practice of many retired mounted policemen.

The previous riding boots were not breathable, easy to breed bacteria, and even made the feet rotten and smelly.

Therefore, Kaniff's boots are all custom-made and very new. These don't match the pair of riding boots that have been worn for a long time at the scene. "

"The third point is also the key to my conclusion that Kaniff was not the one who left footprints at the scene.

This involves the habit of people walking.

Some people like the center of gravity in front, some like the center of gravity in the back, some people walk inside

These will cause the footprints left by the footprints to be different.

The footprints at the scene were heavy in the front and light in the back, deep inside and shallow outside, and I have observed Kaniff's walking habits, which do not match these.

This is where few people pay attention.

So Kaniff should not be the one who left shoe prints on the scene! "

Holz asked suspiciously, "Father, then you still print Kaniff's feet?"

The little old man Bob laughed: "Experience is experience, facts must speak."

America of this world.

These traces of evidence have been developed so well that they can be used as a supporting link in the chain of evidence.

Ever since.

Kanif, who was most likely the murderer, was thus freed from suspicion.

Since it is not Kaniff.

Now the most suspicious person is Al.

Daisy also checked Al's account, and it was clean.

It now appears that Deren lured Al into making a mistake by selling his wife's body.

Dean told everyone about his previous discovery.

"Al?" Harry looked as if he had seen a ghost: "Speaking of which, the height of the murderer inferred from the wound examination is more in line with the fact that he was wearing riding boots, but I always find it weird to say that he is the murderer."

He still remembers how cute and stupid they were when they asked a question and Al answered.

This is very different from a murderer.

"That's because you don't know much!"

Holz glanced at Harry with contempt, and afterwards said wisely:

"Notice the hearing aid on Al's desk?

Daisy once asked me, holding Howard's mother's interview notes, what was causing the harsh noise on the phone.

I didn't notice this before.

This situation is not uncommon.

For example, there is a problem with the receiving frequency of the TV antenna when there are people around, electronic equipment interacts with each other, and telegraph interference will all cause this kind of noise.

Now it seems that it should be the impact of Al's hearing aid! "

Dean frowned: "Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Howard's mother, before disconnecting from her son, heard a sharp electronic noise.

Dean had seen the transcript of the interview.

But he is not an omniscient deity, so after asking Daisy about Holz, he didn't pay attention to this point.

Holz said aggrievedly: "It's only been two days since the case was discovered, and I've been being ordered by you, and I haven't had time to tell Daisy."

Solve the case normally.

Not to mention counting in months, it usually takes at least ten days and a half a month.

How can there be Dean's efficiency.

This also caused him to be as busy as a dog.

Harry was just satirized by Holz, and quickly took the opportunity to sarcastically go back: "Wow, Holz, if you had said this earlier, maybe Dean and I would have solved the case when we first came to the prison. And you didn't Are there twin assistants? Where are they?"

"alright!"

Dean stopped the two big men from fighting each other: "Whether Al is the murderer or not, let's see if his footprints match the traces of the scene!"

"It's very simple, just ask him to come over, I will pay attention to his walking habits!", the little old man Bob said to himself.

moment.

Al was called down by Kaniff.

When he saw Dean and Harry, a rare smile appeared on his fat face: "See you again, Mr. Detective."

He likes Dean and Harry a lot.

Because the two of them were the only ones in Al's not-so-long life, other than his mother, who hugged his shoulders kindly.

This made Al look forward to the two coming again.

Looking at the innocent smile on Al's face, Harry subconsciously twisted his neck.

Dean smiled at him, then looked at Bob beside him.

Al, is the real murderer?

Eight thousand five hundred words.

Seems to be doing fine today.

continue!