Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 71: A New Corpse (Seeking Follow-up! Seeking Monthly Votes!)
"So don't just interact outdoors at will."
Seeing Ken sitting on the ground with weak legs but still holding Rui Wen, who was crying, Luo An was speechless:
"Don't even mention insect bites. The federation releases so many horror films every year. Haven't you remembered any of the stories from them?"
Ken swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling as he said:
"I... I thought those were all just stories."
"The inspiration for stories comes from life, young man."
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Shaking his head, he let the two young people get into the SUV to rest, then took out his phone to call both of their parents, asking them to come and pick them up.
"It must be the same person, Luo An."
At the edge of the lake, inside a deep pit washed out by the water currents, a female corpse with her head buried in the water lay silently inside.
Reesi stood at the edge of the pit and took a quick look, noting the clear ligature marks on the woman's neck, signs of being tied up at her wrists and ankles, faint bruises on her collarbone, and her pants being somewhat askew.
Most importantly, the ring on the body's hand had vanished.
"Alright."
Seeing Susan's body, Luo An was silent for a moment, then he called Augustus to briefly describe the situation here. Augustus immediately notified the trace evidence department, asking them to send agents to examine the scene quickly.
After hanging up the phone, Luo An began to observe the surroundings and saw a series of deep footprints in the dried leaves on the ground.
"It seems that the original plan of the killer was to carry the victim on his back and throw her into the lake."
Reesi walked over to Luo An, looked down at the footprints, then lifted her head to the path some distance away and the lake that was still a short distance off, shrugging her shoulders:
"But he couldn't carry her halfway, so he dumped the victim here."
"No, that's probably not it."
Examining the footprints on the ground closely, Luo An furrowed his brow, bent down to squat, and briefly measured the length of the footprints before saying:
"The length of this footprint is definitely over 25 centimeters, whether it's 26 or 27 is unclear.
Taking 25, the lowest figure, and using the formula to estimate height from the footprints, 25 times 6.8, it's roughly around 170, so the killer's height is definitely taller than 170."
Reesi, who came from the intelligence division, looked bewildered and was still trying to wrap her head around it when Luo An continued:
"Whether it's Louise or the Scavenger, they all described this Caucasian male as having an average build.
Before, I asked about Susan's weight, and it was only around 45kg."
A Caucasian male adult taller than 170 with an average build would normally not have difficulty carrying a Caucasian female adult who is 1.6 meters tall and weighs around 90 pounds.
Neither Louise nor the Scavenger had ever said that they saw any injury on this killer's body.
Patting his hands and standing up straight, Luo An turned and saw the perplexed expression on Reesi's face before he cracked a smile: "I learned it at the FBI training academy."
In his past life as an Assassin, erasing his own footprints and faking them to mislead trackers was a mandatory course, such as some basic knowledge:
Young people take short steps, have thin footprints, and the distance between footprints is irregular, with a winding route.
Youth take long strides, have larger footprints, and the distance between footprints is regular, with a straight walking path.
Older people take short steps, walk steadily, have short distances between footprints, and the pressure of the heel inside the footprint is heavier than that of the foot sole, etc.
After learning the basics, the old Assassin taught Luo An a whole bunch of methods for hiding one's true age through pacing and footprints.
"OK."
Reesi didn't ask for details; she came from the intelligence division and knew about these things, though she was not particularly proficient and hadn't thought of them at the moment.
"So, what are you suggesting?"
"What I'm saying is simple, the killer's original plan was indeed to throw the body into the lake, you're not wrong about that."
Luo An pointed towards the lake not far off, and at the somewhat disordered footprints near the deep pit, his brows slightly furrowed:
"But when he got here, he must have encountered some kind of emergency, forcing him to dump the body into the deep pit."
Hearing this, Reesi frowned, "What kind of emergency?"
Luo An spread his hands, "I don't know either; it's just a guess. Maybe someone discovered the murderer's parked car."
"Alright."
Reesi nodded, said nothing more, and began to carefully search the scene with Luo An.
In the ravine between the deep pit and the lake, on a slanting tree, Luo An unexpectedly found a transparent plastic bag.
"What is this?"
Seeing Luo An picking it off the leaves carefully, Reesi also came over, tilting her head, she questioned:
"Looks like a bag used to package flour."
"Possibly."
Luo An nodded, carefully put it away, and continued the search around the scene.
Before long, several agents from the forensic team drove to the scene.
After a brief handover with them and passing the plastic bag on to the team, two of the forensic agents jumped into the pit and began to examine the area around the body in detail.
After a while, two young lovers who had been frightened were also picked up by their respective parents.
Seeing the parents' animated reactions, Luo An felt that this thrill-seeking couple was probably going to have a sleepless night.
After the scene was examined and the body was collected and placed into the vehicle, Agent Nair from the forensic team, who had previously encountered Lola due to the appearance of the female corpse in the refrigerator, walked over.
"Hello, Nair, appreciate the hard work."
Luo An stretched out his hand, greeted Nair with a smile, and asked with a smile:
"How is it, any findings?"
"It's all part of the job."
Agent Nair's plump face revealed a smile. Upon hearing Luo An's question, he briefly described the situation at the scene and then said:
"The victim seems to have been sexually assaulted by the murderer before death, but we can't be sure until the autopsy. The cause of death is most likely the strangulation mark on the neck."
Luo An nodded, "OK, please notify me as soon as the autopsy report is ready."
"No problem."
Nair agreed with a smile, and both returned to their cars and went back to the FBI New York headquarters together.
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Investigation Team 5 office area.
"We still can't find any trace of that gray sedan, Luo An."
Reesi went to notify and comfort the victim Susan's family while Luo An removed his equipment and plopped down into his chair at his workstation.
Just as he was about to stretch, Mona next to him stopped typing on the keyboard and leaned towards Luo An to vent her frustration.
"The networked surveillance in that area is too sparse, I can check it with one hand, and there are too many main roads on the periphery with huge traffic volume, so it's impossible to filter through for the suspicious gray sedan."
The gray sedan had crossed in front of the camera outside a house in the woods. Due to the angle, the video did not capture its license plate, nor could it reveal anything distinctive about the windshield, naturally making it impossible to pursue any leads on the main roads.
The only certainty was that the gray sedan had four tires and undamaged doors.
"Don't lose heart, Mona. As long as we keep working hard, we will definitely reap rewards."
Luo An poured a bowl of hot, figurative chicken soup over Mona's head, causing her to nearly faint as he pushed her back in front of the computer.
"You..."
Just as Mona was about to continue, Lede suddenly burst through the door of Investigation Team 5, excitedly shouting to Luo An:
"Luo An! The sketch simulation you asked me to do, the results are out, you'll never guess who that man who appeared in the church is!"