Chapter 1766 (1/2)

Ten days later.

In a cold morgue, a man as tall as a hill is looking down at the console in front of him. The pale light above his head makes his breath more obvious in the air.

The man raised his hand, loosened his tie, and squeezed his cane tightly. But there was no expression on his face, only a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

”My son is dead.”

”Yes, yes...”

the management of the mortuary of the New York autopsy center looks nervous. Many people think that this bald head is obese, but in fact, when he pinched the stainless steel console just now, he left a clear fingerprint on it.

”Who killed him?”

”I don't know! It wasn't me! I mean, I'm just a security guard, not a forensic surgeon. I can only tell it's a gunshot wound. ”

The strong man's white suit hissed off the line. It was the thread on the shoulders and buttons that broke free when the muscles were tight.

But he was still staring at his dead son, the little fat man, who was beaten like a rag doll.

As a boss on the road, he doesn't need a security guard to explain to himself what's going on. Jin can see that his son was shot in the back. Someone swept a bunch of 5.56 caliber bullets at him at a very close distance.

What kind of person would do this to a child? Your enemy?

Obviously, Richard was killed by the first shot in the back of his head. But he was going to beat him to pieces. Was he going to demonstrate for himself?

Jin has been oppressed to the edge of reason by anger, and even immediately wants to mobilize people to kill all the suspects.

But he suddenly calmed down. He was not stupid. Not only did his current strength not support fighting against so many families at the same time, but there were many strange things about this matter.

He turned and looked at the other table behind him.

It was a black corpse with some gray after washing the blood. It was very fat. The liquefied fat had flowed out of the bullet hole. The yellow liquid solidified on the morgue in the low temperature. There was a putrid smell mixed with inferior cosmetics. Drugs mixed with the smell of body cleaner came to your face.

She was a black woman of at least 60 years old, with a lot of scars on her legs. It was obvious that this was a common street prostitute or a sick one.

But most of the bullet holes in her body and her son are consistent. That is to say, at that time, his good son was lying on such an ugly and stinking woman, and as a result, someone came to the bedside and killed both of them.

It doesn't make sense at all. First of all, Jin and his son have so many bodyguards. Besides, he is only eight years old. How could he have access to prostitutes?

This is a trap from the beginning to the end. Children are fond of playing. If they taste forbidden fruit for the first time, they will not be separated from each other. The son should take the initiative to get rid of the meeting between bodyguards and prostitutes and be caught.

Well, whoever introduces a prostitute to him is the biggest suspect. Along this line, there is a high probability that he can find his enemy.

The 5.56 caliber bullet is a military gun. According to the impact point, the killer used an automatic rifle. It is still difficult for New York City to get that kind of thing. It is also a way to check along the ammunition line.

But that's all about to happen, and now some people can kill it.

”Target eye.”

”Here it is, boss.”

One night at the door, he was still wearing sunglasses in the house. A young man with a toothpick between his fingers responded. His forehead was decorated with concentric circles like a target.

Kim took a deep breath, lifted his hand and pulled up the white sheet, covered it on the black fat woman, then turned to look at a pool of rotten meat like Richard, and said:

”go and get rid of all my son's derelict bodyguards and make them clean.”