Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Billy, are you at home?" Marle's local police officer gently clicked the door of the white house at the foot of the mountain.

Around the white house, there were police officers from Stockholm standing scattered, some of them were holding rifles, some were holding holsters on their waists, and some were hiding behind the trees with their bare hands.

Several reporters were hiding in a white tent to shoot, and the red light on the camera trembled urgently like an operator's mood.

In the further rear, the on-site commander uses the on-board mobile phone to report to the bureau.

In order to facilitate Yang Rui and reporters from non-Swedish countries, the police officer spoke in English as agreed: “We are knocking on the door of the suspect’s house. This is a three-story house with front and back yards, mainly made of wood. Signs of reinforcement..."

His voice was uploaded from the loudspeaker on the desktop, very clear.

Everyone became nervous, especially Chief Sherwood, who urged: "You must pay attention to safety, but unless the other party uses a lethal weapon, you are not allowed to shoot, understand? You are not allowed to shoot."

"Understood." The on-site commander answered quickly.

This is all agreed upon, but Sherwood calmly couldn't hear the voice on the phone.

What he was most afraid of was not choosing the wrong person, but for fear of choosing the wrong person. As a result, the other party resisted and was killed by the police officer.

If this kind of thing happened in the United States, it would have caused a great disturbance. If it happened in Sweden, it would be endless censorship.

At this point, Yang Rui actually didn't think about it. He just heard Sherwood's words and suddenly thought of the problem.

For a moment, Yang Rui felt scared.

He was not afraid that PCR would make mistakes, but it was originally a problem to kill a suspect without interrogation. In front of so many reporters, if a suspect was killed, it would be even more troublesome. PCR is almost certainly going to be verbally criticized-even if The pcr selected the right prisoner, which is an emerging technology after all.

"We saw that the curtain on the second floor of the room was opened. The suspect may have spotted us." A voice came from the phone amplifier on the desktop again, a little nervous.

Sherwood lowered his head and held down the call button, and said: "Don't use force easily, try not to use force."

"Understand, don't act rashly." The voice of the policeman on the other side also became a little tighter.

After half a minute of silence, the sense of crisis gradually accumulated.

"The door opened."

As soon as this voice sounded, Ackerman saw the red-necked Billy.

"Don't move, don't move!"

Several police officers swooped into the door. While holding firearms, they asked: "How many people are there in your family, who is at home today."

"No one, I'm the only one at home, what are you looking for?" Billy asked loudly in Swedish, just like a Swedish at this age.

Ackerman relaxed all at once, and so did the rear.

Regardless of whether the suspect is found, as long as the other party is willing to recognize the authority of the police and does not resist on the spot, that is the best situation.

Sherwood breathed out a long breath and ordered: "Everything must be done in accordance with the regulations."

"Understood." The on-site commander answered the Secretary's words, and with a light wave of his finger, he pulled a large number of police officers over, controlled Billy and put on handcuffs.

Billy frowned, struggled lightly, or gave up, saying, "Why do you come to my house? Why do you search my room."

"This is our search warrant." The on-site commander showed Billy and ordered: "Take him back to the police car and watch carefully."

They brought a prison car specially for this trip, which was extremely well equipped.

Billy couldn't help struggling hard, and shouted: "I am a school teacher, everyone knows, you have no reason to search my room..."

His voice is very loud, but the neighbors around him live 150 meters away. It is very difficult to hear, let alone help.

The on-site commander picked up the microphone again and said, "We have started the search."

As the search order was issued, the meeting room of the Stockholm Police Department fell into an unspeakable embarrassment.

Waiting is always disturbing.

It is even more disturbing to pay attention to the situation without seeing the scene.

At this time, Silver Gesall gently broke the silence and asked, "What do you want to find?"

"More evidence." Director Sherwood thought to himself, but didn't say it.

They have nothing but DNA.

Unless Billy pleads guilty, if they rely solely on DNA evidence, they are determined to suffer in court.

A senior police officer next to him also reminded: "It is not time for questioning. Please do not ask questions. Only observation is allowed. Talking and vocalization are not allowed."

Ingersoll had to silently apologize. He actually guessed the answer. He originally wanted to hear it from Director Sherwood.

At this time, Yin Gesall looked at Yang Rui again, and saw the latter's eyes gleaming, as if he didn't seem worried, he couldn't help but envy in his heart: young people always move forward bravely, and don't care about so many people and things. Really happy.

The conference room fell into silence again.

The on-site commander did not speak, and Director Sherwood had no intention of asking, and the reporters were not allowed to speak at will. Everyone can only imagine what happened in Marle Town as best they can.

It took almost a quarter of an hour before the on-site commander called again: "Chief Sherwood, we have made a major discovery in the basement of Billy's house."

"I'm Sherwood." The Secretary picked up the microphone for the first time and ended the hands-free.

Everyone can only put their ears upright and pretend to be indifferent.

A minute later, the director put down the microphone, turned on the hands-free again, and said: "Everyone, we found the victim's relic. It is hidden in the storage room in the basement of Billy's home, a local resident."

In the meeting room, everyone gave a soft admiration.

The murderer will hold the victim's relics, this is the most basic thinking.

It was Silver Gesold who thought a little more and asked, "Which victim's relic did you find?"

"The relics of the three victims have been found. They are the ring of the first victim, the necklace worn by the second victim that day, and the watch worn by the third victim that day." Sherwood replied this time. Gesall’s question.

Silver Gesall took a breath and blurted out: "Serial killer."

"Yes, gentlemen, we cracked a serial murder case." Sherwood also showed a smile on his face. Prior to this, whether it was the police or the media, the term "serial killer" had been avoided. On the one hand, they were still not sure whether the three cases were so-called by one person. On the other hand, the deterrent power of serial killers It is too big, and in several respects it only intimidates the "unsophisticated folkways" of the Swedish residents.

However, now that the case has been cracked, there is no problem talking about serial killers or serial homicides. Not only can we talk about it, but it can also be discussed with great fanfare.

The reporters also asked in cooperation.

This kind of time is naturally the time to celebrate.

Director Sherwood beamed.

No matter what technique they used, with the help of the search warrant, they found the key physical evidence. With this thing, coupled with some supplementary investigation methods, the Marler case would be over.

With such a perfect solution to such a case during his tenure, Director Sherwood only felt that he was full of golden light.

Yin Gersoll's eyes were always on Yang Rui, and when the voice of inquiry became thinner, he stood up and asked: "Mr. Yang Rui, the pcr instrument has shown considerable strength. Next, what are your plans?"

"Oh, I'm very happy that the Stockholm police can choose the pcr device. They have given full play to the capabilities of the pcr device." Yang Rui paused, looked at Chief Sherwood, and said: "If Chief Sherwood is willing, I hope the Stockholm Police Department can Further play the value of pcr instrument."

The correct statement may be "dna identification", but Yang Rui uses pcr instead of dna identification on almost all occasions~www.wuxiaspot.com~ So far, no one has expressed opposition.

The reporters present also made records one after another.

Silver Gesall continued to ask: "What is the Stockholm Police Department that you envision to further develop the value of the pcr instrument?"

Director Sherwood also looked at Yang Rui curiously.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "Professional PCR laboratory. You may not know that the PCR instrument can detect samples with a long history, such as blood stains 10 or 20 years ago. As long as they are not contaminated, they will be tested. The possibility of finding a result. If it can be compared with a certain amount of samples, I think it should be able to solve a certain amount of cases."

The reporters at the scene knew more or less about PCR and dna identification technology. After Yang Rui said this, they didn't know what it meant, and all of them were surprised.

Dick looked at Yang Rui dumbfounded. In his opinion, this was more than a machine to determine criminals. This was to screen everyone for crimes.

Just like when fingerprints were first invented, all countries carried out universal fingerprint comparisons.

In many countries, this is a shameless infringement of the Communist Party.

Dick stood up, and just when he wanted to expend Yang Rui's fallacy, he began to hesitate.

Yang Ruishi hit him so hard that Dick was afraid that others would look at him differently.

Sweden’s culture is like this. Whatever is just right is their general view, which is a bit similar to the Chinese doctrine of the mean. They attacked Yang Rui twice a day, and it was such a major attack that obviously went to extremes.

Dick looked around and sat down silently again. Now the environment is in a state of celebration, and he doesn't want to be an annoying sparrow.

The reporter Dick didn't know that he had lost his best opportunity.

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