Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Hayden was sitting on the chair of the police station, his right leg kept tumbling. In "Mobile Interview", he held a football tightly in his right hand, and there was still wet soil on the football.

Hayden was called back by his mother during training. After leaving the training ground, they drove to the police station. After that, his mother went to take notes.

The police station was busy. Hayden looked around and saw all the busy figures.

Hayden was a bit boring and nervous. He didn't know why he came to the police station, but it was obviously not a trivial matter to look at his mother's emotions.

This reminds Hayden of the last time he came to the police station. It was ten years ago. His father encountered a robbery at home. After a fight, he was stabbed to death by a kitchen knife. The family had to stay cold. In winter, take a police car to the police station.

Hayden suddenly remembered that he was called out when he seemed to be playing football.

He doesn't remember whether he was holding a football at the time, but the connection between the football and the police station still made Hayden abhorrent.

Hayden suddenly threw the football out as if he had been scalded.

"Hey, don't play football in the office." The busy policeman behind the desk raised his head and shouted. He was too busy to educate the young people. He stretched out his foot and pulled the football under his desk. Keep working.

Hayden didn't want the football anymore. He stood up and looked at both sides blankly. He wanted to go, but he didn't dare to go.

There were already several policemen smoking cigarettes on the balcony. They saw that Hayden was not born. They each smoked their own cigarettes and lit them silently.

The culture of the Swedes is like this. Smokers will smoke together, but they don’t have to chat. Moreover, they always smoke their own cigarettes. They rarely pass cigarettes. They don’t even lend a lighter, let alone a lighter. Help others to light cigarettes.

Hayden stood in the cold wind with arms folded to cool his emotions.

I don't know how long the balcony door opened and closed, and suddenly a voice came out: "Hayden...Hayden!"

"Mom?" Hayden went out of the balcony, just in time to see his anxious mother.

"Hayden, come here." There were some signs that the makeup on the mother's cheek had been diluted, she had cried.

Hayden was taken aback, ran over and asked, "What happened?"

"The murderer of your father has been found." The mother held her son's shoulders and began to cry.

When the surrounding police heard the sound, they just glanced back, and didn't say much. In the past two days, they watched too much in similar situations.

Hayden froze, his lips were severely dry, and his throat tightened and asked, "Who is it?"

"I'll let the police officer tell you." The mother shook her head and walked forward with her son in her arms.

Hayden was already old, and his broad-shouldered mother couldn't hold his arms at all, but his steps were stumbling, almost falling.

"Inspector Fox, this is my son." The mother sat down with her son and said, "Excuse me, please tell him about his father's situation."

"Of course." Fox looked down at the file and said, "Hayden, can I call you Hayden?"

"Yes." Hayden looked at the majestic police officer without any energy.

Fox nodded and said, "Hayden, our Stockholm Police Department currently has a new technology called pr. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Hayden shook his head.

Mother said by the side: "He spends most of his time playing football."

Fox nodded and said: "pr is a means to identify da, da is a genetic factor in everyone's body, in simple terms, if we can get a cell, we can determine whether it is a cell or not. It belongs to you. Moreover, the current technology can examine cells that have been in for a long time..."

Hayden was a clever boy. He immediately woke up and shouted: "My dad's ring, his ring, mom... Dad had beaten a murderer before, and his ring has blood stains from the murderer."

"I know, I know." The mother quickly comforted her son, and said: "I already handed over the ring to the police a few days ago. When I watched the TV news before, I thought of the Marle case."

When the robbery happened that year, my father resisted as much as possible. He hit the opponent with his right hand with the ring, and probably broke the opponent’s face, perhaps because of the rush, or because the murderer couldn’t see it. The value of the graduation ring does not take it away.

The mother then put away the ring and did not clean it, which gave the police a chance to collect the above evidence.

Mother explained, but there was no relaxed expression on her face.

Hayden didn't pay much attention, then turned to the police, and said, "Did you find the murderer? Through the ring? Whose da did you compare?"

"Hayden, listen to the police officer first." His mother stopped him and handed him a glass of water.

The police officer waited for Hayden to calm down a bit and said, "Hayden, in accordance with your mother's request, I want to give you a detailed explanation of our case handling process."

"Ok... OK." Hayden was shocked by the police officer's solemnity.

The police officer coughed, looked down at the dossier, and said, "Hayden, I want to tell you some questions about pr technology. First, pr can't directly find the murderer. He can only compare whether the two das are the same or It's like fingerprints. We can compare the fingerprints left on the scene with the fingerprints of the suspect. If they match, we know that we have caught the person. If they are inconsistent, we know that we caught the wrong person, but we don’t know. Who is the right one."

"Didn't you catch the murderer?" Hayden didn't understand.

"Please listen to me in detail." The police officer looked up into Hayden's eyes and said: "Hayden, we currently don't have a lot of da information that can be used for comparison. Therefore, in the first comparison, we did not find a clear one. Suspect."

Hayden looked suspicious.

"But we did find something." The police officer coughed and said, "Do you remember what I just said? pr can be used to compare whether two das are consistent or related?"

"Yep."

"After comparing the bloodstains on the ring, we did find a situation...well, we found that the da on the ring is similar to the ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ on the blood jacket left by your father. ."

The police officer said that the mother looked at her son closely.

"What does that mean?" Hayden instinctively felt that this was not good news.

The police officer sighed and said, "The da on the ring belongs to your father's half-brother."

"Uncle Nelson?" Hayden exclaimed. His father had only one brother, and he had only one half-brother. He was taken by his grandfather's wife after his divorce. The two families still communicate with each other and move around quite often.

"It hasn't been determined yet. Our colleagues are investigating. Now someone has asked Mr. Nelson to come to the police station." The police officer replied in a low voice.

For him, such a case is not surprising. The two brothers were filthy, so that one person died, and the other was guilty of robbery. It seems easier to understand in the better time of law and order.

The only thing that is not easy to understand is that PR was able to determine the brother relationship between the murderer and the deceased. The police officer also took a long time to reluctantly accept this fact. As for the principle or something, he was not very clear.

Mother and son Hayden hugged each other and wept bitterly. Once the emotion hidden in the chest is vented, it is like a lake blocked by a dam, it is difficult to stop.

The policeman stood up gently, did not speak, but left the two people in the inner room.

He has more work to do today.

The police throughout Stockholm have a lot to do today.

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