Dirty Games

Two days later, Lu Haoyang flew to the United States.

He went straight to the C sanatorium in Detroit to find Dr. Anderson.

To my surprise, Anderson had a heart attack and was in the emergency room.

When he came out, he was dying.

"Who are you from Mr. Anderson?" Asked the doctor.

Xiao 14 took out his certificate and said, "FBI, we are going to investigate a case many years ago with Anderson."

The doctor took a look at the certificate and said in a very low voice, "I'm afraid Mr. Anderson can't make it this evening. He has Alzheimer's disease. I'm afraid you can't ask anything."

"Routine." Xiao 14 shrugged.

In the ward, Dr. Anderson was dying.

A nurse was there to take care of him.

"And his family?" Asked little fourteen.

"He has no family." The nurse shrugged and said with some sympathy.

"You go out first. We need to talk to Mr. Anderson alone." Said little fourteen.

The nurse went out.

Lu Haoyang went to the side of Anderson.

Sometimes, people in the dying before, there will be a return of light, the brain becomes very clear.

That seems to be the case with forensic Anderson.

"Father Father... " His eyes looked at the ceiling and spat out a few words, as if to repent.

"Repent to God, and God will forgive you." Lu Haoyang imitated the priest's tone and said with guiding words.

"Bridge Car accident Bullets Diary Fire... " He said a few words intermittently, as if he wanted to express something, but could not express it.

Lu Haoyang noticed two words: diary.

"You wrote a diary, didn't you?"

"My diary Fire... " His mouth moved a few times, difficult to spit out two words (English words), then opened his mouth, and could not speak any more.

Lu Haoyang put on a respirator for him and said to Xiao 14, "search everywhere to see if there is a diary."

Little 14 nodded, searched the whole room, but did not find the diary.

"Will he put it in his own place?" Said little fourteen.

"Find out where he lived before he went to the sanatorium." Lu Haoyang said.

Xiao 14 went out and quickly got the address from the doctor.

When he came out, Lu Haoyang lost a sentence to the nurse: "ask a priest for him."

They drove straight to Dr. Anderson's former residence.

It has been deserted for a long time, and the yard is overgrown with weeds.

Lu Haoyang and Xiao 14 put on black masks and caps and walked in.

The door of the house was not closed, showing a crack.

Lu Haoyang and Xiao 14 looked at each other and pulled out the pistol.

Push open the door, inside a mess, things scattered on the ground.

It's obvious that someone came here first and turned the whole thing over.

"Boss, it seems that we are a little late." Xiao 14 said in dismay.

Just then, there was a boom outside the window, as if something had fallen.

Lu Haoyang and Xiao 14 rush to the window. In the yard, a dark figure quickly runs outside and disappears into the night.

It looks like he jumped from the second floor.

"He should have been interrupted by us. Maybe it's still there. Look for it." Lu Haoyang ordered.

The whole house has been turned upside down.

They searched for a long time and found nothing.

"Boss, have things been taken away?" Xiao 14 asked dejectedly.

"I hope we're not so bad." Lu Haoyang is a little annoyed.

The cupboards and tables in the upstairs room were all turned over, and no hidden lattice and interlayer were found.

Everything in the box was turned over.

Flowerpots, vases and things like that were broken.

The man who came here before is very destructive.

They went back to the living room.

Lu Haoyang's eyes are wandering around. He hopes there are places that have not been searched.

Suddenly his eyes rested on the fireplace.

The last word Dr. Anderson said was fire.

A faint light came into his eyes.

He ran to the fireplace, which was clean and never seemed to have been used.

He reached out his hand and fumbled it carefully. Then he found a corner, deep inside.

"Find a stick." He ordered.

Xiao 14 handed him the iron hook beside the charcoal fire.

He dialed, and there was something in it.He used a little force and it fell out.

"It's a diary. Great." Small 14 eyes a bright, excited said.

Lu Haoyang hid the diary in his coat and left quickly with him.

Outside the yard, a pair of eyes hidden behind the big trees peeped at them, the eyes were extremely sinister.

Back in the villa, Lu Haoyang can't wait to open his diary.

He kept flipping until he reached the last page of the accident record.

"Three bodies, two men and one woman, were sent here today. They were all burnt. This is the most tragic body I have ever seen in a traffic accident. It is very difficult to extract DNA The perpetrator was Xu Tao, a Chinese man. I found traces of suspected trajectory in his skull, but no bullet was found. According to my experience, he should have been burnt after he was shot, but... "

The diary is broken here.

Lu Haoyang looked at it carefully, and there were traces torn off behind it.

The most critical pages were torn.

It seems that someone first found the diary, but he did not take it away, but tore up some key pages.

But he didn't tear up the autopsy report. Did he leave it on purpose?

He closed his diary and went to the window and looked out at the dark sky.

There are many doubts about Xu Tao's death.

The forensic medicine didn't report it, which covered up the fact.

Is it really my uncle who bought him off?

Is he covering up for his mother?

He sighed heavily. It seemed time to visit his uncle.

The next day, he flew to Washington.

Seeing his nephew, Shangguan Hongde is very happy.

"Haoyang, I heard that you are a father. Why didn't you bring the children here?"

"I've got something to do this time, not a vacation." Lu Haoyang said slowly and leisurely.

"Bring the children over when you have time. Your grandparents have been saying that they want to see their grandchildren and grandchildren." Hongde said with a smile.

"Good." Lu Haoyang nodded.

After silence for a while, Shangguan Hongde's face became a little melancholy. "How are your father and mother? Some time ago, your mother called me and said they were divorcing. I was a little worried."

"Let them handle their own affairs. I'm here to ask you something. " Lu Haoyang said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Asked Shangguan Hongde.

"Twenty six years ago, there was a tragic car accident on the a bridge in Los Angeles, in which two Chinese men and a Chinese woman were killed. Do you remember when you were the superintendent of LAPD? " Lu Haoyang asked.

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