Chapter 307： this is my place

When Jim Lord heard Locke's words, his heart suddenly burst!

how is this possible.

Yesterday, when he knew that someone had found the location of Anila Katz's body by locating, he sent someone to strip off the clothes on Anila Katz's body, transported the person away, and then gave the clothes to him. left in the lake.

Even if the locator stays in the clothes, it should still be in Lake Railay.

How was it possible to get out of Lake Railay?

Could it be that the locator is not in the clothes, but in Anila Kaz's body?

How can this be!

Jim Lord brainstorming.

Coop over there has moved closer and looked at the small green dot on the radar-like positioning screen: "Where is this?"

Locke pointed to Lake Railay, slightly south: "Over there."

at this time.

A team of police officers from the New Orleans Police Department also arrived at the scene. Originally, these people came with diving conditions, but now, it seems that there is no need for snow in the winter.

Cope glanced at Jim Lord, then followed the direction of Locke's finger: "Go, go!"

"good."

Kaino, who was next to him, nodded and waved to a team of police officers who rushed over from behind.

Locke glanced at Jim Lord, who was beginning to laugh, then followed Carrie.

"Boss..."

"Shut up!"

Jim Lord returned to his senses, looked at a subordinate who was getting close and was about to say nothing, and scolded him in a low voice. The person in front hadn't gone far. If he missed something, it would be a waste of time.

Although they are known as witch hunters, they are nothing more than stealing and deceiving.

Naturally, for a witch, they often need a team of them to go out. If this catches up with the police station with plenty of firepower, I am afraid that it will be the rhythm of ascending to the sky.

Five seconds later.

Jim Lord then looked at the panting subordinate and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Jack and Martin are dead."

"……what?"

Jack and Martin, the two men who followed Locke and Carrie in the black VW.

Panting, his subordinates rushed him to the city, and then they saw that the fire had been put out by the fire truck, and the appalling scene was told one by one.

and……

The subordinates took out the jet-black badge that had changed, and looked at Jim Lord: "There is a residue of magic at the scene, and it was done by the **** witch."

Jim Lord took the badge, squeezed it tightly, raised his head, and looked, Locke, who was already pressing towards the correct position of Anila Katz's body, narrowed his eyes: "Look at this Locke Broughton, Over in New York, hurry up."

The subordinate nodded, turned and ran.

Jim Lord is an ordinary person after all. If he is extraordinary, he should know that at such a distance, although his voice is small, it is still no less than a loud conspiracy.

Carrie glanced at Locke's face: "Locke, he wants to..."

"Let him check!"

"..."

Locke's history of interpersonal relationships, even the source of money, is clear and clear, and can withstand any angle and multi-faceted investigation.

If he really had any problems, the FBI, or the Homeland Security Bureau, who was put together by him, probably would have rushed to him.

soon.

Cope and others didn't need Locke's reminder at all, and they could see that something was wrong.

It snowed yesterday.

The snow in other places is neat and tidy, and there is no trace of walking, but here, there are people walking, and it seems to be very messy.

The traces of walking have spread to three hundred meters of the woods, and then stopped at a big tree.

The soil under the tree is soft, as if it had just been renovated.

Cope turned his head to look at Jim Lord, who was following him.

The latter's expression was surprised and filled with confusion.

"dig!"

"Yes."

Several police officers looked at each other and then stepped forward to excavate the piece.

It may be that the transfer time was too hasty, and it was almost discovered after digging for a long time.

A corner of the bloated body, pale and blistered, was found.

Carrie's face changed. "Anila!"

Cope looked at the corpse and sighed inwardly. Then, he took out the phone and got in touch with the New Orleans Police Department, so that the forensic office and evidence collection experts rushed to the scene.

After an hour and a half.

The woods were cordoned off.

after awhile.

It was swollen under the water, and it was burned again, and then it was transported. The appearance was no longer good, and even the corpse that was difficult to complete was carried to the white sheet that was paved.

The picture is cruel.

Although he was not driven out of the cordon, Locke, who was also standing on the periphery of the cordon, couldn't help frowning when he saw this scene.

Carrie was already covering her mouth, and hurriedly ran to the side, retching.

at the same time……

Anger was building up in Carrie's heart.

Locke turned to look at Jim Lord outside the cordon.

The latter saw the eyes delivered by Locke, without the slightest panic, and even gave a friendly smile.

Locke also smiled.

interesting.

He is laughing because he can control the rhythm of the audience, and what is this Jim Lord laughing at?

Soon.

With the sound of the zipper being pulled, the body has been put into a body bag, and the body will be transported to the medical examiner's office in New Orleans, where an autopsy will be performed.

It suddenly occurred to Locke what kind of snakeskin game Jim Lord wanted to play.

the reason is simple.

This corpse has been burned, then soaked in blisters, and even buried again. It has long been in a state of incompleteness and lack of facial features, and it is still in a state of red fruit.

Whether she is Anila Katz, not Locke and Carrie has the final say, but science has the final say.

What if...

Did the corpse disappear?

No body.

No case!

Can……

This is my line.

"I talked to George."

Kopp walked over and looked at Locke and said, "They will bring Anila Katz's personal belongings as soon as possible, we can..."

Jim Lord smiled inadvertently when he heard this.

Anila Katz's personal effects have been disposed of.

after all……

She is a witch and a devil!

but……

Carrie lowered her head, took out a hairpin wrapped in an evidence bag from her pocket, and handed it to Cope: "This is the hairpin that Anila and her mother gave me when they came to New Orleans, it's just me and Alan. Nila's fingerprints."

Jim Lord's mouth twitched.

Don't panic.

Having fingerprints is one thing, but if you have fingerprints, you also need a corpse to match.

Our New Orleans witch hunt group has been entrenched here for many years. In fact, it has a false reputation. If this little difficulty can stumped them, they have been arrested by the police station many times.

Again.

What if the comparison is successful?

If there is a corpse, a case can be filed.

But there is no evidence to arrest people.

Cope took the hairpin that Carrie handed over, and then handed it to Keno next to him, then looked at Jim Rhodes: "Mr. Rhodes, do you still insist on what you said earlier?"

Jim Lord didn't panic at all: "Kaz's mom said her daughter went camping, I believe Katz's mom."

This is the art of speaking.

Cope nodded and shook hands with Jim Rhodes: "Keep in touch, Mr. Rhodes."

Jim Lord: "I will, to cooperate with the work of the police department."

After Kopp let go, he waved: "Go back to the police station."

Jim Lord looked at Locke who was also about to leave: "Mr. Broughton."

Locke stopped.

Jim Lord smiled. "Walk slowly, Mr. Broughton."

Locke was stunned for a moment, then smiled brightly: "I will, Mr. Rhodes, but I think we will meet again soon."

Jim Lord smiled slightly, looked at Carrie next to Locke, and stretched out his hand: "So do you, Ms. Chester."

Carrie glanced blankly at the right hand Jim Lord offered.

shake hands?

She can't wait to turn this guy in front of her into a human stick!

Locke pulled Carrie, who was almost unable to control himself, smiled mysteriously with Jim Lord, and then took Carrie to keep up with the large army in front.

After half an hour.

Rock drove the Audi R8 out of here with Kopp and Keno.

The subordinate approached Jim Rhodes again, and looked at the police station convoy that went away: "Boss, I let them go."

Jim Lord's mind moved slightly and shook his head: "No."

"what!"

That's not what I just said.

Jim Lord took his eyes off Locke's Audi R8: "Carjacking, too risky."

According to the procedures of the New Orleans Police Department, the corpse should be driven by the forensic doctor alone, and then transported out separately. If this is the case, they can **** the corpse on the road, and there will be no corpse and no case.

But just now, the forensic doctor's car left with the police station's car.

If you don't know how to work it out, and just go up like this, then there is no doubt that this is the provocative police station at Chi Guoguo.

Jim Lord said curiously, "Why isn't the doctor Edward Edward here today?"

"He's on leave and has a cold."

"Then he should have recovered from the cold."

"……I see."

Since there is no way to do it during transportation, it can only work on the terminal.

There are three forensic doctors in the police department's forensic doctor's office and Edward, the largest of the three forensic doctors, can be regarded as the director of the forensic doctor's office.

Jim Lord is a native of New Orleans. He has worked hard here for many years. Here, he must kneel when he arrives!

and……

Jim Lord lowered his head, took out the badge that had turned black due to contact with magic, squeezed it, and said, "Where is Hank Fox?"

Case to case.

Witch to witch.

You can't just stop doing the right thing just because something happened.

Isn't it because of choking?

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