EP160. Much faster

“This is, like, totally head-on. ”

Blacksmith mutters as he looks at the whiteboard. I don't know where to start, or how to sell it. He may have done the same thing, but he wasn't even sure who the victim was.

“Is that all you got out of noodles? ”

“Yes. They keep me updated, but it's actually the best I can do. ”

“Gender and age estimates. ”

“Cause of death and vision there. ”

The female body among the bodies is estimated to be in her mid-30s. A male body was identified in the early forties. As I expected, their DNA and fingerprints were unable to identify them. Mongdu briefed the whiteboard detaching the report.

“Estimated time of death · · In fact, the damage to the body may be too severe and meaningless, but where would it be? ”

“A month and a half, at least a full night? ”

“Yes. And all three of them are drowned. The investigator thinks he was mutilated at the same time. The autopsy results are the same, and accompanied by · · if the wire appears to be tethered and not a burn mark. ”

“Are you talking about escort suicide? ”

Oh, good guess. If many men and women who don't seem to be related die at once, there's no question of a suicide. Incorrect this time, but the team leader turned to us and asked us.

“Does it match any national disappearances? ”

“Oh, I'm working on it. Disappeared at the same age age before the estimated time of death. But there are so many of them. ”

“I wish my face was fine. ”

Blown up in the water, rotten faces. Restoration was in progress, anticipating the appearance of life in the number of noodles. I don't know how sophisticated it is, but I'm just waiting for it with the feeling of catching straws. I asked around on a piece of paper.

“Any signs of intercourse? ”

“There isn't. What's left of it?" I washed them all out of the water. ”

The arrest of their crimes in their past lives was all the result of a sailor's testimony. Which means, in other words, no evidence, no trace at this time. Blackjack frowns and spits out insults.

“I should have known. ”

“For what?”

“Seoul Clownwalkers. Why did I want to turn this case over to us? Even if you have something to do with it, don't you think people with blood on their hands turn the case against you? To us?”

“Haha. Haha. He's on the public defender's watch list, so it won't be long now. I'm sure they'll take care of it until then. ”

Mongdu nods as if he knows a little. It means that the clowns who heard it first seem to notice the difficulty of the incident. Why don't you go fuck yourself with the excuse that you're busy? The team leader scratches his chin and hesitates skeptically.

“No way, you guys. Did you really think that fingerprints would be this clogged? ”

“Why don't you know? I don't have much time for you guys. I can tell by the size of the body. Mongdu and his youngest got to the bottom of it as soon as they saw the body. It's gonna be hard to get an I.D. ”

That's a slightly different case. I organized the paperwork with a nice smile. Mongdu also smiles and sits on a chair.

“Here. Now, like Blackie said, we've got a lot of background checks on our hands, so I think it's time to worry. Detective, how do we get in there? ”

Blackjack turns the temples hard in Mongdu's words. violently trying to come up with clogged ideas.

“I don't know. This is not my area of expertise. There's only one thing I know. ”

“What is it?”

“If we don't solve this case, we lose to the clowns. Man, I hate to even think about it. I need you to squeeze that nosebleed together. ”

The blacksmith lets out a light fist and mutters. Is that what it's like to be pissed at a date? Mongdu and the team leader shook their heads in excitement, sharing their eyes. Especially the face of the team leader. It's a pathetic face.

“If you don't solve the case, you lose to the culprit, not the clowns. Know your enemy. ”

“Big brother, look at it clearly. Because it's two, not one enemy. How can a man be so blinded? ”

“What? You, come here! ”

Wudang Tang

Tim's two oldest brothers are doing it · · · Mongdu and I sat across from each other and solved the case.

“All we can do now is wait for new information from the Department of Noodles to come up. ”

“You mean the restoration plans and fingerprint recovery of the victims' lives? ”

I read the affidavit, searching through the documents. The man's right-hand weakness among the dead. I don't know why, but the fingerprint remains relatively intact.

“So I ran a fingerprint match, and I guess it was too much. He never showed up. He asked for a little more time. ”

They don't think they'll leave because they don't have a fingerprint registration. Just concentrate on revealing the nature of the fingerprint.

“How long does it take? ”

“Medicine migration. ”

Almost full time. Then it is meaningless. By then, new bodies will be washed away. And the sailor's confession. Detecting a perpetrator is fine, but only after many people have died. I spit it out slowly.

“I wonder, are they foreigners? ”

If we can't find the direction of the investigation, we'll have to find a new one. I tipped off my teammates.

“Huh?"

All of a sudden, the faces of the team. I asked naively as if I didn't know.

“There are only three things you don't run a fingerprint check on. When fingerprints were damaged. When I was a foreigner, when I was a child. ”

“That's right."

“You could be mistaken if you're not registered, but you can't find it because of the damage. There's only one possibility left. ”

“An outlaw?”

“I don't know about that. ”

Blackouts shake their heads skeptically.

“It's not even a possibility · · · Isn't it too random? Why are the three immortals tied up and drowning? ”

I squeezed my lips with frustration. Yeah, it's hard to imagine. When I first heard about it in the paper, I couldn't help but wonder.

‘It's not common sense, but it's true. ’

I rolled my head thinking about how to twist the fishhook. Then the team leader lightly lowers the back of the blink.

Crap.

“Hey, what did I tell you in the field? ”

“Ahh! Did you just get emotional? ”

“Keep all possibilities open. Or did you tell him we missed him or not? ”

Blackjack grabs his head, wraps it around him and mumbles. The team leader sits down and sleeves are organized. The punch you just hit seems to relieve the stress a little. The team leader flips his pocket and picks up his cell phone.

“Yeah, it's me. ”

And get on the phone with the county investigator. Team Leader to increase the volume for everyone to hear.

“Any fingerprints from the dead guy? Are you sure this is a contradiction? ”

What's that supposed to mean?

“You said the fingerprint match failed. I'm asking if it's because of corruption or if it's not registered. ”

Ah. Only 5 percent of the fingerprints are left. It's the least we can do to compare it. It's so small, we're so tense. He's a foreigner?

“No, I just wish there were. I want to check it out.”

Hmm.

After a brief silence, the investigator spoke.

Okay. I'll focus on that.

“Yeah. Call me as soon as you get anything. ”

The team leader shrugs, closing the folder. They seem to be making no progress on the investigation, but · · · they are not. Knowing that the victim may be a foreigner, he is moving at a much faster pace than in his previous life. Blackouts spread across the couch, saying a few words.

“To summarize, we won't be able to get a lead on the investigation until we hear back from Noodles this week. ”

“That's right. There's nothing to analyze for CCTV because it came off the river. ”

“But you can't just sit there. ”

“It's a job. It's a job. ”

Suicide, murder, even vague at the moment. The team leader scratches his chin as if it were embarrassing. Then, I knock on my desk to see if I've made up my mind.

“You said you came off the river, right? Bring me the map. ”

I took the map out of the cabinet, according to him. The River Jimson where the bodies were found. The Team Leader locates with his finger and slowly climbs up the river.

“Suicide or genocide, the result is drowning, anyway. So at some point connected to this river, the victims fell out. ”

“We should assume so. ”

The number of bridges that cross the Ji Song River. Mongdu interrupts, checking the map.

"Let's see. One, two, three. There are six legs in total. If you go higher, it's Incheon Sea. ”

Incheon Sea, connected to the River Ji Song, where fishing boats thrive. That's exactly where I was looking. I circled a few places roughly with a pencil.

“Wait! Wait! ”

Then, the black man who was listening next to me waves his hands.

“That's not what I think it is, is it? I mean, how long is the fucking river, and you're going through all this? Are you crazy? We're outnumbered and there's four of us! ”

“Of course I need help. Have you lost your mind after being hit in the back with a headshot? ”

A blackface that scratches your head like a charm on a team leader's head. If there's nothing to dig up, the team leader is willing to run and save the maggots. I put down the pen, swallowing a sigh in my heart. If this happens, I'll have no choice but to go to Incheon Sea by myself.

“Then put in reinforcements to search the bridge and see if you can get a report from the citizens. Even if it's not an open investigation, we need to get as much cooperation as possible. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

We stood up on the sidelines. Six Bridges on Ji Song River. And a tip from the citizens just in case. It was the best we could do until information came up from the county.

* * *

However, the answer from above was not surprising.

“Why? Why can't you give us backup? ”

The blackface is flattered. The Team Leader who has been to the Chief's office is also looking for cigarettes with a poop face.

“The first is the Seoul Berserkers. They're using all their manpower to find the APB. The search for the Garrison River is limited, and there is no more manpower to assign. ”

“Whoa, fuck. All right, let's do it. There may be no people. Then maybe you should take it off your hands a little. We found three bodies, and it's so quiet. ”

The team leader adds an explanation to the flashing words.

“That's the second reason. There's an unusual clipping on the news looking for witnesses. The European terrorism has made the broadcast cycle more agile. The chief says he'll try to coordinate, but I'm not sure. ”

When European terrorism has drastically reduced interest in domestic events. I didn't get much information about it in my previous life. The team grumbles, scratching their heads.

“We'll keep searching near the body site, right? ”

“Yes, but what should I do? Ehhh.”

Jiaying

It was then that the team leader's phone rang out in a commotion. He doesn't even look at the screen, and he answers the phone.

“Uh, hello? ”

A team leader who has been listening to the other person for a long time. Suddenly, he stood up and frowned.

“So, uh, Just get to the point, just get to the point. ”

We stood up nervous with serious expressions. He looked straight at me and opened his mouth as if he couldn't believe it. Team leader to slow down cell phone.

“The youngest.”

“Yes?”

“He's Chinese.”

He looks at me alternately with the Team Leader's gaze that he doesn't know.

“Who? The youngest Chinese? ”

“No, you lunatic. Victims, one of the women is most likely Chinese. ”

Unexpectedly, Blackie and Mondun open their eyes wide.

“How did he know that? ”

“The last time they heard we might be foreigners, they went back to the D.A. But one of the victims had a left molar implant. I went to the Ingredients Survey just in case · ·. ”

“But?”

“The stuffed alveoli are not used well in my country. It's fashionable in China. Hey, what? What's his name?"

The team leader put the phone back on the line with the investigator. Good. Since I gave you an answer, a clue that I couldn't find in my previous life popped up one by one. Mongdu rearranges the map and looks at it with a sharp glance.

“Chinese. Unregistered Chinese · · ·. ”

I found a place to hide my smile. A place to be investigated when in doubt. It was the port of the Incheon Sea that followed the Ji Song River.

EP160. Finished much faster

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