Chapter 66 Another series of

"Gilray."

York walked up and pointed to the photographer at the pattern on the wall near the door.

“Remember to take a picture of this too!”

"OK!" Gilley didn't care about York's identity as a patrolman at all, and just shrugged and said.

Apparently he also knew about York's situation.

York smiled, took out a pair of clean shoe covers from his pocket, put them on and walked towards the house where several people were already working.

This was the first time he entered the house.

Walking on the passage, Yorks looked at the large amount of blood and splatter on the entrance floor, glanced at the body surrounded by two forensic technicians, and began to simulate the relevant scenes in his mind.

Late at night or on a quiet night, the woman living here heard a knock on the door.

I don’t know how the murderer got the heroine to open the door, but the moment the heroine opened the door, the murderer stabbed her directly.

The first cut might be the vocal cords. As long as it is inserted ten centimeters from the vocal cords, the other party will not be able to make any sound or shout for help.

Then cut open the aorta.

A large amount of blood splattered on the floor of the entrance, and in fear, the heroine covered her neck and retreated to the living room.

The murderer slowly closed the door.
"The technique is clean and neat! This is definitely not the first time he has done this. This kind of experienced action cannot be done so quickly, fiercely and accurately without several rehearsals!

So this is just one of many cases committed by the murderer!"

Yorks walked towards the living room. If there was a wound on the neck of the corpse, it would mean that his analysis was most likely correct.

"Joel, how is it?" Yorks came to the living room and did not pay attention to the next room. Instead, he stood beside the two people surrounding the corpse and asked.

Joel is an old man in the forensic department. Although he is not a forensic doctor, he still knows something about some situations. He glanced at York.

"Dead, female, name: Melissa Gallo, only one bleeding wound on her neck"

"Sure enough..." York sighed in his heart, thinking of the circular pattern, and couldn't help but glance at the room next to him. There were also people busy inside, which meant that the child was also dead.

Pursing his lips, York glanced at the living room.

There were still some leftovers on the table that had long since gone rancid, and the refrigerator was open. Based on the situation at the scene, he could already roughly imagine a scene.

The murderer stabbed the heroine in one go, cutting through her vocal cords and aorta, then walked calmly into the next room to continue his plan.

Then he slowly walked to the living room, took out the vegetables from the refrigerator and cooked a few dishes for himself. He sat at the dining table, ate, and quietly watched the heroine lying in a pool of blood, enjoying his own carnival.

"Sir York, when did you get promoted to the Detective Bureau?" Joel's voice interrupted his thoughts.

After roughly collecting the situation at the scene, York turned and left, leaving his answer: "Ready."
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When the patrol officers and forensic department have completed their initial work, it is the turn of the detectives at the next level to take over. They will be responsible for subsequent investigations and tracking based on the various evidences collected.

After receiving the notification, the detectives who arrived at the scene were none other than Gregory and Chris.

They got out of the inconspicuous Chevrolet sedan and saw York standing at the edge of the cordon and the relevant personnel inside the cordon. They looked at each other with helpless expressions in their eyes.

I just met York at the West Canyon Police Station this morning. I didn't expect to meet him again this morning, and in this way.

"You'll get used to it." Chris whispered.

"Anyway, he might be our colleague later."

Gregory shrugged: "I just wonder if this guy Yorks is favored by the god of death? Why does he always encounter such things?" Chris did not answer, but looking at Yorks who was standing in the cordon to maintain the scene and seemed to stand out from the crowd, she felt the same way.

She had a strong feeling that if York wanted to be promoted to detective in the Robbery-Homicide Division, he would definitely receive notifications of murder cases frequently.

Although they are very busy now, they are just too busy to handle it.

"Yorks, what's going on?"

Gregory pulled aside the cordon in front of him, walked forward and spoke to York.

"It's a long story." Yorks said calmly and told Gregory the information he had already sorted out.

"Dead: Melissa Gallo, female. The fatal wound should be a wound on her neck. The murderer may have stabbed her vocal cords, making her unable to speak, and cut her aorta.

One of her children, Trip Cole, died in his room from two stab wounds to the heart."

As he said this, York said in a deep voice as Gregory and his partner Chris frowned.

"Gregory, this is a serial murder case!"

"What do you mean?" Gregory's face changed. He had just finished a missing serial murder case, so how come there was another one now?

Seeing Gregory's solemn expression, Yorks told him everything, including Monica's matter, the pattern on the door, and his analysis.

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As they spoke sentence after sentence, Gregory and Chris looked at each other. Gregory took a deep breath and looked at York with a wry smile.

"Why do you always get into this kind of thing? You know, we just dealt with the previous matter."

Hearing Gregory's resentment, York said helplessly: "I don't want to either."

He really didn't want to. Who doesn't want to do something relaxing?

Gregory shook his head and looked at Chris:

"It seems that we should inform the landlords in this area and ask them to inquire about the situation of their tenants. If it is true as York said, I am afraid that many people have been killed in their homes."

Chris nodded: "I'll take care of this." After that, she signaled to Yorks, then left the place and acted decisively.

Gregory then said to York: "You are the one who has the most access to information at present. What else do you think?"

York said calmly: "There are many ordinary people who know how to use vocal cords to control sound, but they don't think about it subconsciously, and don't know how to start at the specific location. This case shows that the murderer's method is very professional and precise.

Of course, we have to see if there are other victims first, if the murderer's initial approach is still professional."

Gregory followed York's line of thought and continued, "Then the murderer may be someone who has some knowledge of medicine, either a doctor working in the hospital industry or a medical student, or he must have bought a lot of medical books."

Yorks nodded and looked at Chris who was already talking to the landlords over there: "Yes, we have to wait and see if Chris has any follow-up news."

Gregory cursed inwardly, "Another case that requires a lot of effort. Damn it! I really feel like I'm going to die suddenly!"

York smiled and said, "I will help, although I am just a patrolman and can only be responsible for the search."

"Come and help us when you can." Gregory said seriously, "I think you are still the most suitable for our Robbery-Homicide Division."

York hesitated a little and looked at his fellow patrolmen scattered around the cordon: "Let's talk about it later."

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