Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 188 - 150 I just received your complaint against me, shall we talk?

Chapter 188: Chapter 150 I just received your complaint against me, shall we talk?

"Igley, Otto?"

The duty officer from the vice squad put down his transmitter and said with surprise, "They’re also on duty tonight, but they’re field officers. Lately, due to the prostitute cases, the higher-ups have arranged for us to increase the patrol frequency on the streets where prostitutes frequent. If it’s urgent, I can call them back now."

Hearing about the increase in patrol frequency, several old hands in the office showed smiles that were hard to decipher.

Catch the thief red-handed.

The same is necessary for catching clients.

The vice squad usually employs entrapment, hardly ever patrolling diligently.

It’s just to push those prostitutes into another jurisdiction.

Then, if something happens, it won’t involve them.

Rajag felt disappointed upon hearing they were not there.

He shook his head, "It’s not exactly urgent, but do you know those two well?"

Upon hearing this, the duty officer immediately sensed something was amiss.

Rajag was the leader of Team C5, and his focus should be on the prostitute murder case. Why would he care about two vice squad officers?

Unless...

Realizing this, the duty officer nodded cooperatively, "I know them well enough. We often hang out together when off duty. Igley has a bad temper because of his wife’s issue, but he’s actually a good guy, very straightforward."

"His wife?"

"Yes, Igley’s wife, a patrol officer.

She was shot during a duty call.

Although she was rescued, she was prescribed Oxycodone by a bastard doctor for pain relief, and without Igley’s knowledge, she became addicted.

Unable to bear the mental and physical torment, she initiated a divorce from Igley and committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

Igley found out about this while cleaning up her belongings.

Since then, he’s become very irritable."

Rajag’s heart sank upon hearing this.

The suspect he and Brian had bet on was Igley, but now it seemed that the man did not fit the psychological profile of a killer.

Rajag glanced at Brian, who was watching him with a half-smile, and continued to ask, "And Otto?"

"Otto..."

The duty officer lowered his voice, "I’ve hardly ever seen Otto lose his temper, he’s always very amiable, but I’ve heard a rumor. They say he got into the vice squad because of his mother."

Everyone perked up their ears.

This was clearly juicy gossip!

"I know it might sound a bit gossipy, but this rumor is probably true.

It’s said that Otto’s mother was originally a streetwalker, who later caught the eye of a policeman over twenty years ago because of her beauty. He forced her to be with him, and that policeman became Otto’s stepfather.

Later, when Otto and his stepfather went hunting in the mountains, his stepfather had an accident and fell to his death. The rumors started from then on..."

Tap, tap, tap~

Footsteps came from outside, interrupting the duty officer’s words.

Everyone looked, and saw two officers, one white and one black, wearing the vice squad’s bulletproof vests with LOG on them, carrying some food, entering from outside.

These two officers were none other than Igley and Otto.

...

Igley, seeing Brian and the others, was quite surprised, "Didn’t Gabu say that your Team C5 had an important finding and you all went out? What are you doing here in the vice squad?"

Otto, on the other hand, trembled slightly and did not speak.

Gabu, the duty officer, saw them and felt a bit embarrassed, "We just came to get some information on the streetwalkers, as you know, this case is an assessment for their team."

But Otto’s reaction was noticed by Rajag and the others.

Several members of Team C5 silently surrounded Otto.

Rajag spread his hands in resignation toward Brian, "Well, it looks like you win. How did you figure it out?"

Brian merely smiled and said nothing, playing the sage.

He saw through nothing.

In fact, at the onset, Brian thought it was Igley.

After all, the guy looked rough, had been divorced, and never hid his disdain for prostitutes.

But since Rajag had chosen Igley first, Brian thought he had nothing to lose and picked the other suspect, Otto.

It turned out it really was him.

While they were talking idly,

Black Officer Igley, seeing his colleague surrounded, expressed his displeasure, "This is the vice squad. What are you trying to do!"

Otto, however, sighed, "It seems you’ve found out. Yes, it’s true. I killed those prostitutes, and the murder weapon is on my belt."

Saying this, he looked at Igley, "Buddy, sorry, I can’t patrol with you anymore."

Otto had committed the crimes multiple times within two days.

He had never thought he could escape unscathed.

"Otto..." Seeing his longtime partner confess, Igley’s eyes widened, and finally, he stepped back dejectedly and leaned against the wall, lost in thought...

Thus, with Brian’s involvement, the serial prostitute murders were declared solved that day.

...

In the precinct parking lot.

Brian looked at the time on his phone and chuckled, "Lucky, I should be able to make it home before midnight."

Looking at his young face, Rajag felt rather emotional, "Brian, you are indeed excellent, but this isn’t enough if you think you can win over Susan’s family."

Brian took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "What level do I need to reach?"

"Enough influence!" Rajag’s face broke into a mischievous grin, "I mean, if you could become one of the decision-makers of the NW organization, or match half the influence of Susan’s family in business, there wouldn’t be any more obstacles."