Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 51 - 43 Preparation

Chapter 51: Chapter 43 Preparation

Before taking action,

gathering intelligence was an essential part.

Through the developed network,

Brian collected some useful information via public platforms.

The leader of Team A from NW’s first group was named Vadim O’Sullivan.

Brian didn’t know this man.

On the official website, there were only some basic career experiences of the man.

However, through the surname,

Brian still found some additional information.

The O’Sullivan family was among the earliest powers to settle in Los Angeles, initially making their fortune in mining, although this wasn’t notable until they chose to venture into maritime after moving to Los Angeles. Unexpectedly, Los Angeles developed rapidly afterwards, and they gradually took root.

Overall,

this was another case of a second generation.

The only difference between him and Susan was that Vadim was originally a team captain in the Detective Bureau.

Thus, when NW was established,

Vadim also naturally became the leader of Team A.

Among NW’s frontline staff, Teams A and B had the same enforcement rights.

The biggest difference

was that Team A’s members were originally outstanding personnel in the industry.

They could switch positions directly after passing a qualifications review; no further assessments were needed for confirmation.

The members of NW’s Team A, Group One, were seasoned detectives, forensic doctors, and some supporting staff. They were divided into three squads internally and had as many as 17 members, mainly managing homicide cases in the jurisdiction of the Canyon Division.

Originally, they had 18 members.

Unfortunately,

Brian had claimed one.

It was also the first time Brian learned the name of that detective he had assimilated into nature: Galan.

Galan and Karen were both members of the third squad of Team A, Group One.

Brian could be sure.

Before that, he didn’t know these two people and had no prior conflicts of interests.

If investigator Galan had wanted to investigate and convict him, there was no need to come alone, especially choosing a remote cemetery at night.

That meant

the other party wasn’t here for law enforcement but for another purpose!

But this was no longer important.

He would soon know the reason.

Brian quietly lit a cigarette.

When he was able,

he didn’t like to carry troubles overnight.

Following that,

Brian began to follow Karen.

He didn’t tail or meet face-to-face.

Brian simply observed Karen’s daily homecoming from hundreds of meters away using binoculars.

This process lasted three days.

After three days,

utilizing supercomputer perception,

and having prearranged with his adoptive parents, Brian ingeniously used a reckless Will-o’-the-wisp youngster, resulting in a "car accident."

In the hospital,

"Buddy, I have to say, you’re really unlucky."

Ivan looked at Brian, whose left leg was secured by a device, and his face showed sympathy.

They had already checked.

The kid who knocked down Brian had driven the motorcycle up onto the sidewalk, flipping Brian who was walking, and it wasn’t an intentional attack.

This was just an unlucky accident.

Beside them, Glenn, who looked quite pale, turned his eyes and glanced at Susan, who was looking at an X-ray: "Team leader, Brian is an indispensable member of our team. Since he’s now physically disabled, shouldn’t our team extend the vacation period?"

"We can’t extend it."

Susan shook her head:

"In about three or four days, our office site will be ready.

We’ve been renovating for a long time.

There’s been a surge in homicide cases in Los Angeles recently.

Teams in Squad A are almost too busy to manage."

Brian, biting into the fruit a colleague had brought him, spoke with ease:

"Guys, don’t worry.

I’ve asked the doctor.

Although I’m physically disabled now, I’m still capable of performing autopsy officer duties.

I’m just not convenient for fieldwork.

If I can recruit an assistant who’s familiar with crime scene investigations, it should not affect the upcoming work."

Upon hearing this, Susan’s expression softened considerably.

She smiled lightly: "I’ve already found someone. The person is an experienced old staff member from the Forensic Bureau and has previously worked on the frontlines in the Detective Bureau, Brian, weren’t you once a forensic assistant at the Forensic Bureau? Maybe you know him."

"Perhaps," Brian said nonchalantly.

The Forensic Bureau only had a few hundred people, men and women, and he was familiar with most of their faces.

They exchanged pleasantries for a moment.

One by one, the people left.

But Susan was stopped by Brian.

"What’s up?" Susan looked puzzled, "Brian, I have a lot to deal with. Thanks to Old Hardenn, without his help, I doubt I could have managed these past few days."

Brian’s face showed an apologetic expression.

"Team leader, I need a favor.

Here’s the thing.

After I returned the last time, I sent a message to my uncle.

But I haven’t received any reply, and I can’t get in touch with any members of the Kamor family either.

I’m feeling quite insecure now."

"That is indeed a problem..."

Susan bit her lip, pondered for a moment, then said with some difficulty, "Your uncle is a target of the Hunting Team. If I start inquiring about his situation, it might cause a misunderstanding with them. It could be troublesome, but if you’re worried about your safety... you could stay at my place."

Huh?

The Hunting Team?

Brian mentally noted the name.

Susan’s words.

He felt a bit disappointed at first, but his eyes lit up as she continued.

However, considering his next move.

And then glancing at the two large revolvers at Susan’s waist.

The excitement that had just risen in him instantly extinguished.

"No thanks, team leader, you go on with your duties."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive!"

"Alright, call me if you need anything."

Susan was indeed very busy, and without further ado, left the hospital.

Mainly because she didn’t believe Brian’s uncle had any chance of harming Brian.

She knew some details but it wasn’t convenient to disclose them to Brian.

...

Brian only had a fractured left leg, so there was no need for hospitalization.

Once his condition stabilized,

he was wheeled back to his apartment by a hospital orderly.

Accompanying that, there was a crutch.

These things normally cost around twenty US dollars.

The hospital charged him a full two hundred dollars or more, and negotiation was not an option if he wanted to claim medical reimbursement later.

Late at night.

All was quiet.

Brian got up from bed, did not turn on the lights, and began to disassemble the splint on his leg.

He had refused the suggestion to apply a plaster cast, citing the need for cleanliness.

Because that thing is not easy to remove intact.

Feeling the pain shooting up his leg,

Brian had a thought.

The stored Gift Energy transformed into a warm flow, appeared at the site of his wound, and began to heal rapidly.

Brian had experimented with this once before using his thumb.

This time, he handled it with ease.

Under his meticulous control, the damaged bone fractures in his left leg began to heal slowly.

Only when it no longer affected basic movements,

did Brian stop the supply of warm flow.

He didn’t completely fix the fracture.

This was because, afterward, he would have to re-break his leg.

The presence of a fracture.

It would help to avoid affecting the X-ray results.

...

After he was done,

it was around nine in the evening.

According to Brian’s observations over several days,

Karen’s daily routine was very regular.

After work, he would go to a nearby bar, have a drink for a while, and then go home to sleep before nine o’clock.

This was a disciplined man.

Brian liked disciplined people.

It reduced the chances of unexpected incidents during his operations.

...

Avoiding surveillance cameras.

After leaving the apartment,

Brian approached an old, rundown second-hand car he had prepared earlier, loaded with a set of tools, and disappeared into the night.

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