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Chapter 307 - 202: It’s Done, Poisoning the Rat (Two-in-One) _2

Chapter 307: Chapter 202: It’s Done, Poisoning the Rat (Two-in-One) _2

It had ground the drugs with its teeth into powder, mixing them in flour and rice. Normal people wouldn’t think of that, and if we hadn’t installed surveillance, there likely would have been more poisoning incidents, and by then, that business street would have been ruined.

Susan spoke for a few minutes before she explained the case clearly.

After she finished, her face still showed surprise. "Rats are known for being smart, and some departments even specifically train them for tasks like search and mine clearance, but I’ve never seen such an intelligent rat."

"Mutant Beast?"

Brian became interested.

Susan shook her head. "Not sure, but I wouldn’t rule it out. For safety, I have already reported the situation to NW; they have already sent someone to take over the case and the investigation."

The encounter with the two Mutant Beasts in Forest Park had left a deep impression on Susan.

She definitely didn’t want Shi San to be killed by that big rat.

Thump thump—

Shi San tapped on the dog bowl facing Susan. "I can."

It had only learned Morse Code two days ago, didn’t know many words, and could only express itself using simple vocabulary.

"No, you can’t!"

Susan gave Shi San a light thump on the head. "That rat is too filthy, I don’t want you biting it."

At her words, Shi San’s dog face looked wronged.

It looked at Brian. "Woof woof—(Big dog, I wanna eat, the rat smells so good~)"

Brian rolled his eyes.

That phrase, Shi San had only ever used it on himself.

The "deliciousness" Shi San mentioned was only applicable to organisms with high physical activity.

It seemed this rat also had high physical activity.

Brian became even more interested.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Susan asked curiously.

She had been fooled by Brian before, interacting with Shi San saying woof woof for a long time.

Later, Caroline had laughed about it until now.

Only then did Susan realize that Brian’s method of communication he had taught between herself and Shi San was meant to tease her, and she had believed it...

She was both angry and amused.

Only after witnessing Shi San’s intelligence did Susan figure Brian might not have fooled her.

Brian pinched a little soft flesh on Susan’s belly. "It wants to eat that rat."

He found a new treasure spot; the feel was particularly great.

A girl’s body structure is miraculous; no matter how much they exercise, there’s always a bit of soft flesh on the stomach, something physiologically determined.

"No way!"

Susan swatted away Brian’s mischievous hand. "I don’t allow Shi San to eat random stuff. Never mind, I’ll take him to the firing range; remember to contact that Benjamin after you finish work."

Having said that, she picked up Shi San and walked out of the office.

Shi San desperately flapped its four short legs, casting a pleading look at Brian, hoping the big dog could snatch him from Susan’s tyrannical hands.

Brian imitated Shi San’s earlier pose, looking left and right at a 45-degree angle as if there were flowers on the wall, pointedly ignoring Shi San’s plea for help.

Shi San:...

The light went out of its eyes.

The seventh day away from the big dog’s warm nest, missing...

...

In the afternoon, Brian finally met with Ivan and Glenn, whom he hadn’t seen much in the last few days.

They looked somewhat troubled.

Before the holiday, the Teddy duo had taken on a new case.

Both of their professional skills weren’t bad. Though not as efficient as Brian in the cases they handled previously, compared to other detective squads, their efficiency wasn’t low at all.

This time, the victim was a Caucasian boy aged between thirteen and fifteen.

His body was found by workers piled in the sand at a construction site.

The investigation was not going well.

The victim’s body was decomposed; after the autopsy, it was determined that the time of death exceeded ten days, and it was only discernible that the victim had endured cruel torture before being stoned to death.

It was a very vile case.

The construction site was definitely not the initial crime scene.

But until now, Ivan and Glenn hadn’t even identified the real identity of the victim, let alone pinpointed a suspect.

The case had hit a deadlock.

That was actually the norm in solving cases.

The essence of solving a case is the collection and analysis of information.

Crime scene investigation, the autopsy, investigation into the victim’s interpersonal relationships, profiling the perpetrator’s criminal psychology, speculating possible motives based on known conditions, identifying potential leads for solving the case, verifying each lead...

With some luck, you might catch the perpetrator in two or three days.

With bad luck, you may never know who the perpetrator is.

That’s the usual state of most investigations.

Brian wanted to help, but with so little information left from this case, not even knowing the victim’s identity, he felt somewhat at a loss.

He could only hope Ivan and Glenn had better luck in discovering the victim’s identity first.

...

After work,

Brian contacted Benjamin, the Second-level Staff from NW’s Research Department, using the number Susan provided.

He had intended to arrange a meeting for tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, this normally busy Second-level Staff was currently in the downtown area.

Half an hour later,

Brian parked his beastly motorcycle at a parking spot in a square.

The square had many pigeons.

Brian liked pigeons.

Not in a psychological sense but in terms of taste.

In his previous life, he had liked drinking pigeon soup; in this life, he occasionally bought some meat pigeons to cook himself, though his cooking skills weren’t great, and the flavor was always a bit off.

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