Chapter 194 Intentional Homicide
After Chris finished the call, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. This approach was necessary when temporarily listing the missing person's husband as the focus of investigation.

Although the judge would not adopt evidence obtained in this form, what was most important to them right now was whether Jonathan was hiding something from them or whether he was the main character in this case.

Thinking of this, Chris walked towards the living room where Gregory was, but before she was halfway there, her personal cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Chris subconsciously took it out and took a look at it, and became even more suspicious of Jonathan.

When Chris came all the way to Gregory, she was still in deep thought.

Gregory noticed that Chris was different: "What's wrong?"

"A message from Edna." Chris raised her phone.

Gregory asked curiously, "What did she find out?"

The team had just been established, and before the specific personnel were in place, Edna was the person in charge of logistics in the team. Her rank was lower than that of an agent, but she had a lot to do.

Responsible for organizing the agents' documents, summarizing case files, and also responsible for collecting some intelligence that needs to be collected.

Strictly speaking, they are only civil servants.

Chris said, "This villa is actually owned by the missing person, Sinovi."

Gregory said, "What's so strange about this? We all know the difference between Sinovi and her husband."

"In addition to these, Jonathan's car is also in her name, and the credit cards, household appliances, and phone bills are all paid in her name," said Chris.

"That means Jonathan is being fully supported by Sinovi."

Regarding this news, Gregory said calmly: "Even the bar is under Sinoway's name. This doesn't seem strange. The difference between the two is as big as the difference between heaven and earth. What's more, they are husband and wife, and husband and wife are one."

Chris smiled and said, "What if he increased Sinovi's insurance amount a month ago?"

Gregory frowned immediately. The above topics, which were similar to those of keeping a mistress, could not actually prove a certain motive, but insurance was different.

It would be the perfect motivation to do it.

After all, cases of killing wives to defraud insurance are not uncommon.

"This is far from enough." Gregory said in a deep voice: "We need more information."

Chris nodded: "I'll let Edna continue to investigate."

Gregory took a deep breath. The direction of this case was really turning out to be less and less like a missing persons case.

Because there is no such strange thing in missing cases.

But I was also excited. I originally thought it was just a troublesome celebrity disappearance case, but now more information is emerging that is pushing the nature of this case in a different direction.

The new team is in great need of proof, and this case has now become the opening shot.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted his thoughts. Gregory and Chris looked at each other instinctively, and then looked in the direction of the footsteps.

It was Santiago. He had a serious look on his face and waved.

"Detective, the results are out, come and take a look."

Gregory and Chris immediately followed Santiago towards the kitchen.

The kitchen itself was connected to the living room without any partitions, so it was just a few steps to the kitchen. Gregory saw that there were devices that he couldn't understand in the kitchen, and a technician was scanning something in the kitchen.

Santiago explained: "Bernard is holding a scanner, a device that sends out infrared light and receives the reflected signal.
We just need to process the reflected signals to generate an image of the bloodstain.”

Gregory looked at a device next to the operating table, which had a large screen similar to a computer screen. He nodded to show that he understood.

“So is the image coming out now?”

"Yes." Santiago continued to walk towards the device with Gregory and Chris, and finally stopped. He reached out and clicked with the mouse.

A large flat surface of a different color from the floor suddenly appeared on the screen.

Without Santiago's explanation, Gregory and Chris could both tell that the different colored floor plans were bloodstains.

Santiago observed and said, "As you can see, there is a lot of blood in the kitchen."

He said, glancing at the expressions of the two men: "I just don't know if there was a fight, so that a little bit of blood splattered on the kitchen cabinet."

Gregory looked at the kitchen cabinet he found. If you look at it carefully, you can't find the bloodstains at all:
"So the doubts here have finally been explained. No wonder I felt it was very suspicious when I first arrived. Chris, do you remember?"

Chris glanced at the coffee table in the living room: "The coffee table is broken, but the sofa seat is still standing. Everything seems too normal."

Gregory nodded. "Yorks said this. In a layout like this where the sofa surrounds the coffee table, if there is a fight that causes the coffee table to break, then the position of the sofa seat will definitely shift."

Chris asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Gregory said calmly, "There was no blood, no body, and the broken coffee table suggested kidnapping and disappearance, but a large pool of blood appeared in the kitchen, but it was wiped clean. The point is that there was no body, which means intentional homicide."

Chris continued, "That means Jonathan is now a big suspect."

Gregory nodded, looked at Santiago and said, "Santiago, I need you to test whether these bloodstains are from Sinovi."

At this point, Gregory paused and said seriously: "We need to be faster. We are indeed racing against time now."

Santiago nodded.

"Okay." Gregory turned and walked towards the door.

"We should now go and ask Dasha, an acquaintance of the missing person, about the true situation of the couple."
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"Nine dollars, sir."

The driver's words rang out from a taxi.

York looked at the Shekaika College, which appeared outside the car window and had a layout similar to that of a school. He reached into his pocket, took out a twenty-yuan bill and handed it over.

Under the driver's puzzled and surprised gaze, York left a word, opened the door and got out of the car with his bag.

"keep the change."

He had intended to casually tip the driver who had been complaining about his children's expensive tuition fees all the way, but to York's surprise, the driver actually opened the window and spoke to him seriously.

"God protect you, sir, and good luck will come to you."

Seeing the driver's sincere look, York nodded and said with a smile:
"You too."

The driver smiled, stepped on the accelerator under York's gaze, and drove the taxi slowly away from the spot.

(End of this chapter)