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Chapter 964, The Past Life is Like a Different Life

With the assisted jungle with Avis's ignite eyes, dig all the way to the edge of the golf course along the southeast.
Afraid of destroying the lawn, try to use point digging to find bones and evidence.
Carl took Bitu to Songxilin Resort to find the crime scene.
It is said to be a resort, but in fact it is only three small wooden houses, which are quaint and have been around for a while.
The first wooden house is larger, with three words "Songxi Forest" hanging on it with colorful lanterns.
Carl has the illusion of traveling back to his previous life.
His name in his previous life was Song and Yan Song.
No father or mother, the name he changed after reading.
Coniferous trees that are not afraid of the severe cold.
The past life seemed like a different life.
Carl has forgotten his sense of belonging and home in the alien world of Arante...
Carl and colleagues from the forensic laboratory entered the holiday home to check-in desk.
The half-bad uncle who was looking at the computer at the hotel front desk saw the words CSI on the crime scene investigator's clothes. His face changed and he was agile, and he jumped out of the counter like a rabbit.
Run to the back of the pine wooden house.
"Stop! Galileo Police Station!"
Carl yelled, and the handsome single-eyed guy Bitu rushed out immediately.
The forensics took a step slower and ran out of the door to the back room to intercept them.
Carl stayed in place without moving.
First of all, the half-bad uncle at the front desk of the Pinewood Holiday House looked pretty good and he didn't need to take action. The Bitu from the Mounted Police Team could do it completely and train him.
Secondly, if Carl runs away, the useless Aunt Druna is scared by the female ghost. If there is really a ghost, Carl is not sure whether the Aunt can exert the strength of the military officer.
If the aunt was killed on the spot, she would be killed by a person, and Carl would be reluctant to do so.
After smelling around, his scent molecule, Curry, had the memory of the relics of the deceased, and vaguely identified that the similar smell came from the pine resort house on the left.
The building he is standing on is not a crime scene.
The handsome guy with single eyelids who chased him out had longer hands and feet. Although his speed and agility were not as good as Ives, he ran much faster than ordinary people who did not exercise regularly.
The half-bald man had a good explosive power at first. After jumping out of the front desk, he ran desperately into the middle of the resort house, turning one obstacle after another:
Big pine trees, stone tablets, log water wheels, hot spring gravel pools...
The terrain is not familiar with the pictures, and only half of the suspect can be seen every turn.
When they chased out of the resort, the suspect had already followed the grass slope of the pine forest and was about to escape to the river!
Bitu watched the half-bad man staggered and stepped on the rocks and water of the river, wanting to cross the river.
After crossing the river, slid down, the road was behind it.
Bituligante stretched out his hand and clenched his fists. The lingering and curling super energy symbol lit up, and a thick layer of fog immediately appeared on the narrow river.
Because the local materials are very convenient, the water vapor quickly condenses and takes off, completely blurring his vision and failing to see his five fingers.
But this is not enough!
This fog is not to block the suspect's way, but to jump for the fog!
Bitulikant rushed into the thick fog he created for himself and disappeared.
A second later, Bitulikant emerged from the thick fog beside the river, quickly threw down the half-bald man who had just crossed the river, pressed the other person's back tightly with his knees, grabbed the struggling arm, and twisted the back-slide behind him-
"Click."
I like to bring a pair of silver shiny bracelets.
I like to raise a criminal suspect and a half bald one.
The half-bad man chewed his face and his mouth was filled with a damp earthy smell.
He didn't even expect that he would fall. He was still dozens of meters away, so it would be better not to run!
"You can remain silent or express your opinions, but everything you say will become a certificate of court. You have the right to hire a lawyer to defend you. If there are special circumstances such as financial situations, you can apply for a public defense lawyer to defend you. Do you know your above rights?"
Being more stern than Tulikant, it is a formula.
After the Yishu Bureau became a formal law enforcement department, everyone had to verbally recite the above paragraphs for procedural requirements.
The suspect half-bald man: MMB…
A few minutes later, the Pine House Lobby.
"Sir, the suspect is brought here."
Bitu carried the half-bald man who was panting heavily and threw it on the sofa in the check-in hall of the holiday house, scaring two tourists looking at the front desk.
"What are you running?" Bitu asked.
"I have paid taxes! I have all the documents. If you come to cause trouble, I will run away!" The half-bald man said angrily.
"I know what I did!" He cheated him with the formula.
The half-bald man was guilty and was not scared, and said thief: "I want to find a lawyer!"
"Okay, Bitu, take him back and ask him to find a lawyer to interrogate him. We have to respect the human rights of the suspect. I just go to the scene of the crime. The evidence is immediately available. If the evidence is conclusive, it is useless to surrender and reduce the sentence. Unfortunately, the lawyer can't tell him about these, because it will take as long as an hour to find a lawyer."
Carl said kindly.
More than the picture: It's so high...
"Sir! Don't look for a lawyer now! I want to surrender first as you said you just said!!"
The half-bald man has no bones.
Fish and shrimp like this that don’t seem very smart and run away when they see the police, don’t take too much effort.
"Let's start with what happened in the holiday house on the left. It was about half a year ago, right? Bitu, take him there."
Carl glanced at the back of the front desk of the exclusive village lobby, and then realized that the hotel cleaning staff and employees who were watching were all nervously huddled behind the counter, not daring to move.
Carl asked them to stay where they were and were not allowed to move around, so he called Neil and Ivis to come over and ask questions one by one.
He was familiar with the forensic officers to go to the pine vacation house on the left.
During this period, the half-bald man tried to struggle and escape, but was pressed tightly by Bitu.
After entering the holiday house, it was the peak tourist season. The first floor of the holiday house was a public space. Most of the young men and women were on vacation. When they saw the police officers coming in, they were stunned for a while. They became quiet and did not take it seriously, and they resumed noisy.
Carl took them to the third floor, knocked on the door of a family suite, showed the police department certificate, explained the whole story, and bombed the seven people who lived in it, and the crime scene investigators came in and searched the house.
Logically speaking, the murder has happened for more than half a year, and ordinary people think that nothing will be gone.
Cocar's understanding of this kind of private vacation home is that they will never clean it thoroughly, and they must have left clues.
Otherwise, Carl wouldn't smell it.
The half-bald man was brought to the scene of the crime by Carl, his face turned pale, and his tongue was cut all the way as quiet as a chicken.
When Carl asked CSI to turn over the fireplace, the bald man knew that the matter was exposed and had no way out, so he quickly clarified:
"Sir! I didn't kill anyone!"
"Don't worry, you don't need to say it when we find the evidence."
Carl said calmly.
This is a scam.
The black-hearted team leader was so trashed that he had no warning and had learned it through the picture.
But a half-bald man is novice when he is on the road and he is bound to be a slap in his hands, so he can't help but he doesn't want to tell himself:
Chapter completed!
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