Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 317 - 207: Pure Evil (Added 2 more updates for the Alliance Leader of Changji Creek Pavilion as the sun sets)

Chapter 317: Chapter 207: Pure Evil (Added 2 more updates for the Alliance Leader of Changji Creek Pavilion as the sun sets)

The B6 Group Office today seemed somewhat desolate.

Brian curiously asked Hardenn, "Where are Ivan and the others?"

Ivan, Glenn, and Green, these three guys were all missing.

Green always took his job seriously and was punctual, so Brian deduced that he must have come in and then been called away.

Hardenn rubbed the corner of his eye and yawned, "Ivan and his case found some clues. They inquired at several arcade places and finally found a guy who had seen the victim. However, that person only caught a glimpse of the victim. Ivan and his team need more clues, which is why they’ve also called Green to help out."

Hearing this, Brian felt somewhat surprised, "Wasn’t the victim’s face completely unrecognizable?"

The new case Ivan was handling involved the murder of a white teenager.

The victim’s body was buried in a pile of sand at a construction site, his face unrecognizable, having suffered severe and cruel torture before death. By the time the body was discovered, more than ten days had passed since his death. They could only determine that the victim was between thirteen and fifteen years old through bone age testing.

When the victim was found, his body was highly decomposed, with no clothes on, and no other items were discovered at the scene.

The criminal had a certain awareness of anti-surveillance.

Indeed, this method did trouble the team handling the case, Teddy’s group.

The case was progressing slowly because they could not identify the victim.

Unexpectedly, there was now progress.

In response to Brian’s question, Hardenn looked at him strangely,

"Unrecognizable doesn’t mean identification is impossible.

Ivan and his team sought help from a forensic expert. With the skull, they reconstructed the victim’s appearance before death.

Children of this age generally like to go to arcades, especially those who have been missing for a long time without any related missing person reports. It’s highly likely that their home situation isn’t great.

Such children prefer to use gaming as their psychological refuge, escaping from reality.

That’s why Ivan and Glenn have been looking for clues in various arcades in the city and posting missing person notices in those places.

As long as the victim is from the Los Angeles area, finding a clue is just a matter of time."

Brian understood the meaning in Hardenn’s eyes: You don’t even know this, how are you functioning as an Autopsy Officer...

He felt a bit embarrassed.

He knew about the technology of skeletal reconstruction; he could even draw it out without the help of a computer, thanks to his understanding of the human body and his sketching skills.

It was just that previously, he hadn’t thought in that direction.

Ability is ability, but thinking is thinking.

Brian admitted that, ever since he had become stronger and more like a monster, he had become almost dependent on his abilities to solve cases, seldom relying on modern technological means, leading to a subconscious disregard for that aspect of thinking.

Hardenn was an astute man.

He realized that his recent look might have hurt the young man who had shown astonishing performance several times, though actually he was not even 24 years old.

Hardenn looked apologetic, "Sorry, Brian, everyone has their own habits when it comes to solving cases. You are exceptional in many ways, hardly ever using modern technological means, so it’s normal to overlook this method. Ordinary people don’t have the same sharp sense of a case as you do; they habitually rely on tools, so there’s a difference in perception, it’s not a problem."

Brian had thick skin.

He nodded, "Thank you for making me aware of this issue. Some things might not be used, but shouldn’t be ignored. I’ll need to brush up on this area soon."

...

After a short chat.

Brian stealthily entered the team leader’s office.

As a young man with aspirations, it was always necessary to cultivate a close relationship with his superiors every day.

A moment later.

Brian touched his lips reflectively as he left.

Shi San had brought over a lovingly prepared breakfast, and it did the trick—Susan stamped his documents enthusiastically when he asked her today. The only pity was that she rejected his proposal to move in together.

Back at his workstation, Brian didn’t sit idle.

He turned on the computer and searched for information about San Fernando Valley.

This place was the biggest source of the adult film industry in the United States, known as the Porn Valley, located about thirty kilometers northwest of Los Angeles city, not far from the city center.

Brian had many unfinished obsessions.

Among them was one from a member of the Dark Council he had encountered in London: an intense desire to star in a film as a Vampire and make over a hundred people believe that vampires were suave and elegant creatures!

Brian’s capital was limited.

He couldn’t possibly realize an obsession by making a big-budget Hollywood movie.

A serious mainstream film also wouldn’t be suitable.

The obsession was to have over a hundred people believe that vampires were suave and elegant creatures!

Considering that such chuuni (second-year syndrome) individuals are a relatively small proportion of the population.

The best fit really was those adolescents.

Hardenn had made a good point previously; many adolescents still harbor fantasies. If they find life dissatisfying, they turn to virtual things for their psychological support.

Games, novels, movies, animation...

And there’s one thing that has stood the test of time across the globe: adult films.

Adolescents, curious about this subject matter and with San Fernando Valley’s industry chain, bootleg discs are not expensive. Furthermore, there are plenty of video rental stores, drive-in theaters, and other inexpensive consumer venues, meeting the restless minds and bodies of these youths...