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Chapter 261 - 182: Boss Brian, You Really Know a Lot! (Two in One, Seeking May’s Monthly Pass)_3

Chapter 261: Chapter 182: Boss Brian, You Really Know a Lot! (Two in One, Seeking May’s Monthly Pass)_3

Dr. Mason was considerate, he only wore a pair of underpants before his death.

This made Brian’s initial autopsy much easier.

The cause of death was obvious.

Three bullets, two hit Mason in the chest, one right in his forehead.

As the saying goes, two shots to the chest, one to the head, even Hua Tuo would shake his head.

This is the classic Mozambique Drill, ideal for close-range handgun firing, with a fatality rate close to one hundred percent.

The murderer came with the intent to kill!

Brian grasped Mason’s "greenish" head and lifted his entire body up to examine the blood spatter distribution on the sofa cushion behind him.

The blood spatter was narrowly distributed.

That meant that when Mason stood up upon hearing noise at the door, the murderer had already opened the door, appeared in front of them, and pulled the trigger directly, which caused Mason’s internal blood to be blocked by the cushion before it could spray out.

Generally speaking, when a pistol bullet enters the human body, it does not move in a straight line due to penetration; the bullethead can be deflected by bones and muscles, causing the bullet, under the influence of kinetic energy, to tumble.

This results in the bullet hole appearing small, while the interior has been torn to create large cavities of flesh and blood.

Therefore, in reality, a person shot in the body may not feel much pain but will lose strength within seconds and cannot continue to fight valiantly as in the movies.

Unless the bullet caliber is very small, or the person has taken drugs.

To a certain extent, a bullet wound that does not involve internal organs is comparatively a minor injury.

Mason was lucky.

Two bullets passed through his body and into the sofa behind him.

If he had been lucky, he might have been able to call an ambulance.

Unfortunately, the murderer also fired a bullet into his head.

Brian stood in front of Mason’s body, turned around, and looked toward the door, touching his chin:

"The blood from the gunshot wound on the back of the victim, Mason, is distributed over a very narrow area.

This means that the murderer fired from a very close distance.

At that time, Mason must have just stood up to check the situation when he heard the door opened, only for the murderer to appear directly in front of them and pull the trigger...

The whole process took less than a second.

There’s no sign of the door lock being forced, meaning the murderer has a key to their house."

Green was learning on the sidelines.

He even stuffed a recording pen in his own pocket so that he could repeatedly review Brian’s every word and action afterward, reflecting on Brian’s thought process in solving the case.

After examining the body of the victim, Mason.

Brian went behind the sofa and, following the chaotic and horrific bloodstains on the floor, found Mrs. Mason’s body.

She was in a crawling position, desperately reaching towards the bedroom, seemingly wanting to hide back there. There was a shoeprint bruise on her back, and her right foot and the back of her head each had a bullet hole—these were fatal wounds for Mrs. Mason.

Looking at her side profile, Brian was surprised.

This middle-aged woman actually looked several years younger than she did over three years ago, even her dead, ashen-finished face seemed only to be in her thirties, exceptionally well preserved.

Another point was also strange.

Mrs. Mason had injuries on her feet, but the amount of blood left in one area behind the sofa was clearly more than where her body lay.

That meant... Mrs. Mason knew the murderer, at least enough to have communicated and pleaded.

"Green, give me a playback of Mrs. Mason’s death," Brian casually ordered, glancing at the bruised shoeprint on Mrs. Mason’s back.

Green nodded and, after pondering for a moment, said:

"At that time, Mrs. Mason was probably getting intimate with her husband when the villa’s front door was suddenly opened. Mason went to check the situation and was shot dead by the murderer.

Mrs. Mason was shot in her right foot.

She turned over behind the sofa, instinctively trying to crawl back to the bedroom, but the murderer caught up with her.

The murderer stepped on her back and shot Mrs. Mason dead.

Right, Boss Brian, looking at the distribution of the bruise marks on Mrs. Mason’s back, we can determine the murderer is likely a female with a shoe size of about 35.

Because the bloody footprints at the door could have been deliberately created by the murderer wearing gloves and shoes.

The bruise on Mrs. Mason’s back would be hard to create with hands!

Bruising only appears on body tissues that still have active blood circulation."

Even if the murderer had intentionally left the footprint after killing the victim, because the muscles are soft shortly after death, bruising would still require the murderer to apply their body weight.

The murderer couldn’t have been standing upside-down on the shoes, so it must have been that she committed the crime wearing oversized leather shoes."

Listening to Green’s analysis.

Brian clapped his hands, "That’s a pretty good analysis, basically correct, but you missed one point."

"Ah?"

Green scanned the crime scene again, pondered for a long time, but eventually shook his head, "Sorry, boss Brian, I can’t think of what I missed."

Brian pointed to the drag bloodstains that Green had overlooked:

"Do you see these bloodstains? If it was as you said, the traces left by this blood wouldn’t be so numerous and messy. This means that Mrs. Mason didn’t actively flee in that direction but was forced by the murderer to struggle awkwardly on the ground.

Pay attention to the concentration of blood in the stains.

These areas are faint, meaning Mrs. Mason quickly crawled across this area.

The blood residues in these spots are thick and spread out, meaning she stayed in this position with her bleeding foot, for at least a few minutes. That’s also why the bloodstains from where she died are not as heavy as those behind the sofa."

"Staying..."

Green had an epiphany, "Boss Brian, are you saying the victim knew the murderer, and after flipping over the sofa, she hid behind it and pleaded and communicated with the murderer?"

"Exactly!"

Brian nodded his head:

"An acquaintance, a woman, shoe size 35-36, possibly with military experience—that’s our target for the next investigation.

And don’t forget to pay special attention to the customer list of Hardenn’s handmade leather shoes.

The fact that the murderer was able to get those shoes to frame someone indicates she knew the owner of the shoes as well.

As long as there’s such a woman who meets these common points,

She is the murderer!"

Solving a case was just like this.

Identify commonalities → Investigate → Pin down the suspect fitting the criteria → Case closed.

The most difficult part is the first step.

Missing any element could lead to an inability to lock down a suspect.

So a crack detective definitely had to be someone with strong observational skills.

..

After surveying the scene.

Next was to collect the body.

The rough work naturally fell to Green.

When he saw Mrs. Mason’s beautiful face and impressive figure, he couldn’t help but look regretful, "Such a beautiful woman, it’s a pity she’s dead."

Such women, belonging to a social stratum he couldn’t even touch.

Brian scoffed disdainfully, "She was just okay-looking, but her breasts were fake, all silicone inside, felt like touching a counterfeit product when squeezed, her waist was liposuctioned, her buttocks filled with fat. It looked good, sure, but it all felt terrible. Oh right, Mrs. Mason should be forty years old now..."

"Forty?"

Green pinched her smooth, albeit stiff, cheek, disbelieving.

If she put on some makeup and said she was in her twenties, he’d have believed it.

"It does seem excessively young, quite a few years younger than when I first helped her... met her. It’s like reverse aging, which is indeed abnormal..." Brian frowned in thought.

Though in this world, with the Enhancement Reagent, achieving this was easy.

But according to the scale of the Mason Dental Chain, they were at most considered quite wealthy middle-class.

They wouldn’t even qualify to touch such high-quality Enhancement Reagents.

"Let’s just investigate for now."

Brian couldn’t be bothered to think any longer.

..

On the other side.

Susan looked at Shi San strangely.

Shi San had been sleeping all day.

Strange.

What did Brian take Shi San to do last night?

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