Chapter 77 The Perfect Sniper Point
Taribo did not hide his words, which made the person who called the police and the manager of the apartment who followed him look extremely unhappy and curse in their hearts.

This police officer was too outspoken. He spoke without any restraint and didn't care at all that they were present.

Boom boom boom!
The manager had a grim look on his face and knocked on the door. The sound was quite loud, at least the owner inside could hear it.

However, what made everyone feel depressed was that there was no movement in the house.

Taribo pulled a Glock from his tactical belt and pointed it at the door.

"Open the door."

Next to him, Valeria also drew her gun and stood guard.

The manager took a deep breath and began to take out the key to Room 1032 from the pile of keys in his hand. He gritted his teeth and inserted it into the keyhole at the door. He twisted it and waited until a gap appeared at the door. Then he immediately left his position and pulled his tenant out of the range of the door.

This is an experienced manager who knows what he should do.

When the door was opened a crack, the smell became stronger.

Taribo's face became solemn. He pointed the gun at the door and looked at Valeria beside him, motioning her to open the door.

Valeria nodded, and as she had learned in the police academy, she leaned against the wall with most of her body, and reached out to push open the door.

With her push, the door opened inside in an instant.

When Taribo faced the door, the first thing he saw was the rotting garbage all over the floor. The stench was overwhelming, but it seemed weaker than the very obvious odor.

Taribo subconsciously looked in the direction of the source and saw a motionless body slumped on the sofa, which had begun to rot and ooze disgusting juices.

"shit!"

Taribo couldn't help but cover his nose, holding the gun in one hand and walking slowly into the house, and Valeria followed him.

"Just as I thought!" Taribo looked at the rotting corpse collapsed on the sofa and tried hard to suppress his churning stomach.

But after careful observation, he, who was already an experienced man, looked at the very obvious small hole on the corpse's temple, followed his gaze to the small hole on the ground and said in a deep voice.

"Let the forensics department handle it. Something definitely happened here."

Valeria nodded, looked at the corpse that didn't seem to have any wounds on the surface, and picked up the intercom: "10-A-12, calling the dispatch center, a body has been found in room 5687, apartment 1032, St. Petersburg."

"Roger that!"

After receiving the reply from the dispatch center, Taribo put away his gun and turned back.

"Let's go. Before they come, we have to do what patrol officers should do and avoid things like this if we can."

Valeria followed obediently.

After a while, a group of relevant personnel arrived at Room 5687, Apartment 1032, St. District, and began to investigate.

Finally, not long after, an ordinary Dodge sedan without any markings arrived at the scene.

The people who came down were Gregory and Chris.

Along with the slamming of the door, Gregory's curses were heard: "F***! What's wrong with the world these days? Why are there problems everywhere?"

There was a trace of fatigue on Chris's face. The entire detective bureau actually consists of several teams, but there have been more and more things to do recently, and each team has unfinished cases on their hands.

Eventually, the sheriff assigned this suspected murder case to them with an embarrassed look on his face.

Even though they had just completed a serial murder case, they didn't have much time to rest.

But in the end, compared to other teams that were too busy, they really didn't have many cases on hand, so their situation was much better than other teams. "It's okay to be idle anyway," Chris advised.

"Hasn't Chief Inspector Fried agreed to your application for police inspector training?"

Gregory took a deep breath and said, "This is the only news that can comfort me. Otherwise..."

But when it comes to this, Gregory said a little strangely: "But Sheriff Fried is very strange."

Chris said helplessly, "Are you saying that Sheriff Fried deliberately gave this task to you to make things difficult for you?"

"I don't know. Who cares?" Gregory said indifferently.

As he spoke, he brought Chris to the downstairs of the apartment building. With a stern face, he followed a police officer and walked into the building all the way to the corridor where Room 1032 was located.

At this moment, a cordon has been set up around Room 1032, and two patrolmen are guarding outside.

Because of York, Gregory knew these two patrolmen.

"Detective Gregory, you're here!" Taribo took the lead in greeting, and then greeted Chris.

"Well, has the body been identified?"

Gregory nodded, walked to the door of Room 1032, and asked the technicians who were checking and collecting evidence inside.

Taribo said: "We found out that the name of the dead body is Susani Coral. According to the colleagues who are responsible for the forensics, he was killed by a sniper attack, one shot killed him."

Taribo pointed to his temple.

Hearing this, Gregory frowned and looked at his assistant Chris. Cases like this involving sniping can basically be classified as serious cases. No one wants to see potential threats wandering around in this city.

Chris knew the look in her partner's eyes and whispered, "You're right. He's the brother of wanted criminal Ipolito. There's been a recent incident at the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Division that's related to this guy.
It is said that he provided very important clues in it.”

Hearing this, Gregory's brows did not relax. Instead, he took out shoe covers from his pocket and put them on his feet, then opened the guardrail in front of him and walked in.

Chris nodded to the silent Taribo and Valeria, put on her shoe covers, and followed Gregory in.

Taribo and Valeria looked at each other, shrugged and continued to guard outside.

After Gregory entered, he did not pay attention to the dead body collapsed on the sofa. Instead, he squatted down and looked at the circled bullet. After narrowing his eyes, he looked at the dead body next to him and looked straight through the open window.

He ignored other buildings of the same height and instead attracted his attention to the tallest building, because according to his experience, this building was the most suitable location for sniping, as the distance, height, and field of view greatly satisfied the requirements for sniping.

This is a perfect sniping point.

While staring at the building, Gregory stood up and looked at Chris: "I can't imagine what kind of person would choose to snipe a minor character in this way?

Could it be that this guy has some unknown secrets?"

Gregory stared at the dead body being examined by technicians for evidence. The decay and disgusting look on the body did not cause any fluctuations in his emotions.

"Not necessarily. You also know the character of Detective Achido from the Anti-gang and Narcotics Division. He will not let Susanny go unless he squeezes her clean.

This just goes to show that this person is indeed a minor character.”

At this time, Chris had already taken the relevant report from the technician and was looking at it. She raised her eyebrows, withdrew her gaze from the document report, and looked at Gregory.

　Thanks to Muxue Yesuan Baitou for his support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)