Chapter 67 (Seeking follow-up reading)
His intention was indeed to go into solving crimes, such as the Robbery-Homicide Division of the Detective Bureau, but he still had to think about where to go.

Because every step forward determines the future.

"Lets see."

Separating from Gregory who went up to check the scene, Yorks walked towards his colleague.

"I said that if you follow this guy York, you will always run into trouble, right?" Taribo said to Kino with his hands on the tactical belt.

"When I was on patrol with him, do you know how many missions he received in one day?"

Gino and Valeria, who was at the same age, looked at each other and asked curiously, "How many times?"

Taribo raised his hand and extended a finger.

Valeria asked, "More than a dozen times?" There was surprise in her voice. Although they were assigned to study in Taribo, they only learned about tickets or how to take a break and spend the day lazily, but even so, they could at least receive a few tasks in a day.

To her, more than a dozen times didn't seem too exaggerated.

However, Taribo held up two more fingers: "Twenty-four times, all day long, it never stopped. I was vomiting, but he was still very motivated."

Hearing this, Valeria looked at Gino with pity and a little envy in her eyes: "Is that so, Gino? You've worked really hard, although you can learn a lot."

"Uh." Jinuo opened his mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:

“Not that many.”

In fact, during the patrol with York, there were indeed not as many missions as Taribo said. Although each mission was quite dangerous, he could learn more than when he was in the police academy.

Not only did my perspective begin to broaden, but I also learned a lot about how to deal with emergencies.

Only Kino thought so, but Taribo, who had partnered with Yorks from the beginning, stretched out his hand seriously, patted Kino on the shoulder and said seriously.

"Don't say anything. I understand you, really."

Keno: “.”

At this moment, York's voice came: "Taribo, you are saying bad things about me again!"

Taribo glanced at Kino and looked at York who was walking over: "I'm just teaching him how to act in this kind of situation and how to impress the detectives."

At this point, under York's gaze that seemed to be aware of everything, Taribo laughed dryly and changed the subject directly:
"How is it? Is there any mission for us later?"

York glanced at Kino, not caring about what these people were discussing about him. He just looked at Chris who was standing with the landlords here, and said calmly.

"There may be a search mission later."

In fact, what York said was not wrong. After a while, the patrol officers who were maintaining the crime scene suddenly had new tasks.

Because of Chris's new actions, with her intervention, when the landlords of these apartment buildings began to inquire about the situation of their tenants, one household was not contacted.

Also in the Columbus neighborhood, 31st Avenue.

In one of the apartment buildings, led by detectives Grigley and Chris, York and his patrol officers arrived downstairs.

At the same time, because it might be a major case such as a serial murder, with the cooperation of the dispatch center, some patrol officers nearby rushed over one after another.

It was almost noon, and as it was lunch time, more and more people were going out on the street to have lunch. They all looked with puzzled eyes at the apartment building where several police cars were parked in front of them.

"What number?"

Gregory looked at the landlord Rivera who was brought over and asked in a deep voice.

"Number five!"

Rivera's voice was already trembling a little. As a landlord, he was also afraid that something might happen to his tenants. Once something happened to someone in his apartment, not only would the original tenants run away, but even some potential users who were looking for a house might avoid him like the plague because of the death of someone in his apartment building.

This situation will take at least a year or two for the public to forget what happened here. The loss is too great.

Gregory glanced at York who had been following him.

York nodded, pulled out the Beretta 92fs from his waist, and rushed into the apartment building in front of him with Gino, Taribo and his student Valeria. Although it might be a bit exaggerated to draw a gun after the crime, it is better to be safe than sorry if the murderer is present.

York was very fast and rushed to the second floor with Kino and others in one breath. He instinctively looked to the left and right sides of the platform.

There were still very familiar patterns carved on the walls next to the doors of the houses on both sides, but the size was larger than the detailed patterns at the previous crime scene, and the lines were quite sloppy.

What does this mean? It means that this building might have been the place where the murderer stepped when he was a novice.

If there were victims in this building, the incident must have happened quite early, at least much earlier than the case just discovered.

As the thought flashed through his mind, York narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to rush towards the third floor with Kino and others.

What made him feel something was wrong was that he didn't smell anything.

You should know that his physical attribute values ​​are several points higher than those of ordinary people. His vision and sense of smell are relatively outstanding compared to ordinary people, but he did not smell any stench at all.

After all, the stench emitted by the decomposing corpse cannot even be covered up by the cement that seals it.

Yorks continued to look at the wall beside the door. The pattern carved by the murderer was still very sloppy.

A scribbled triangle means a single woman lives here.

"alert!"

York said something to Kino, Taribo and others who were panting behind him, then walked to the door of house number five.

"Roger that!"

Kino and the other two naturally gathered around York, with their guns pointed at the closed door, their faces full of solemn expressions.

York exhaled and kicked hard at the door.

The 13-point value combines with the power burst of physique.

Boom!
With a crackling sound, the door suddenly exploded back inwards.

York immediately moved to the side, out of the range of the door.

But the imagined scene did not occur.

Even after the loud bang on the door, there was still no movement in the room.

It was all quiet.

"No one but blood! Yorks!"

Taribo pointed his gun at the room. He quickly glanced around the room, saw the bloodstains, and said to York who was hiding outside the door.

York nodded and looked at the situation inside the house. His face was so gloomy that water was dripping from it.

As Taribo had said, there was no one in the house but there was a lot of blood.

This was another of many crimes committed by the murderer.

There was still a large amount of blood at the entrance, which spread all the way to the living room, forming a bloody trail.

But unlike the previous Melissa case, there was no body in the living room.

"Tell the detectives that there is a new victim, and let the forensics department come up." York sighed and did not go in to destroy the scene.

Based on the freshness of the bloodstains on the floor and the estimated time of the victimization, he suspected that the victim here must have been dealt with by the murderer.

　No, you guys just collect it, but the number of follow-up readers seen in the writer’s backend has actually decreased.

　　Collections are up, but follow-up reading is down! This is outrageous! Why do I feel different from others? Is it because I wrote it wrong?

　　Newcomers need positive and negative feedback too much. Without it, they will gradually lose their passion in writing!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)