Legendary FBI Detective-Chapter 248: Women Can Also Overindulge in Desires

Additionally, based on the tests, his skeletal age is 7 years old, and the time of death is between one and one and a half months ago; judging from the condition of the body, it has been preserved at low temperatures after his death."

After hearing the forensic doctor's explanation, Luo An subconsciously recalled the priest from the previous case.

Shaking off the thought, Luo An continued to inquire:

"So, can we figure out the identity of the second victim?"

"Sorry, so far we can't."

Seeing Luo An's dissatisfaction, the forensic doctor sighed helplessly and said:

"The ten fingers of corpse number two were amputated by the murderer, so there are no fingerprints, and he's too young for us to do a facial comparison.

However, give us some time, and maybe my colleagues can find the murderer's or the corpse's fingerprints on the box or clothes that housed corpse number two."

At this, Mona's eyes showed a hint of disappointment. Luo An slightly frowned and after a brief conversation with the forensic doctor, turned and left the dissection room.

"Mona, go back to the fifth investigation team and review the landfill's surveillance footage with William and the others, see if you can find the garbage truck that brought these two bodies.

If you find it, scrutinize the truck's route and try to locate where the bodies might have been disposed of."

"No problem, leave it to me."

Mona has always been adept with computer stuff, so she immediately smiled and turned towards the nearby elevator.

The elevator doors slowly closed as Luo An turned to enter another large room in the trace examination department.

At that moment in the big room, Reesi and other agents from the trace examination department were buried in garbage.

"I feel like no girl will want to come near me for the next week."

After tossing aside a bag of kitchen waste dripping with an unidentified yellow-brown liquid, Reesi said to Reesi with a twitch of her face:

"This stench is probably going to stay on my skin for a month!"

"Then it's a good chance for you to take a break."

Reesi laughed and didn't reply. Luo An, who happened to hear this comment as he entered the room, smiled and replied:

"Don't think because you're a woman you won't have problems with excessive sexual indulgence, be careful of gynecological inflammation finding you."

"Hmph."

Reesi sniffed with a wrinkled nose, seemingly indifferent on the surface, but vehemently noted Luo An's words in her mind.

Mainly because Reesi had lately been suffering from insomnia, loss of appetite, and abdominal pain.

The hospital check-ups didn't reveal any issues, so if it really was a result of her excessive indulgence...

Reesi was after all in her thirties now, and it wasn't that she blindly trusted Luo An, but because she had gone shopping with Yvonne last weekend and noticed that Yvonne looked noticeably healthier than before, and often praised Reesi.

Grabbing a chair and sitting down beside her, Luo An inquired:

"How's it going? Found any useful clues?"

"Not long ago, an agent from the Trace Examination Department found a bloodstained coat."

Reesi pointed towards the next room, saying:

"That coat has damage that looks like it was caused by stabs with a knife, and the location of the stab holes is nearly identical to the wounds on Victim No. 1. Therefore, the agent from the Trace Examination Department took the coat for blood analysis.

The results confirmed that the blood on the coat does indeed belong to Victim No. 1, but there were no other fingerprints found on the coat."

Upon hearing this, Luo An fell silent for a moment before lifting his head and asking:

"What about the style of the coat?"

Reesi looked slightly taken aback:

"What do you mean?"

Mona, who was beside him, snapped to understanding, clapped her hands together, and her eyes lit up:

"We still don't know the identity of Victim No. 1.

But we can find the store that sold that coat through its style, and then through that store, track down the individual who bought that coat, by which we can establish the identity of Victim No. 1!"

"That's right."

Luo An shot Mona a pleased look. Earlier, while in the autopsy room listening to the forensic doctor, both Luo An and Mona had noticed that Victim No. 1's skin was very well maintained.

The skin of white females is not as delicate as that of Asians, to maintain such skin condition at over 60 years old, one's family circumstances and economic level must be exceptional; a coat worn by such a person is unlikely to be a common design from the streets.

Luo An stood up from the chair and, taking Mona by the hand, quickly moved towards the room where the coat was kept.

The coat, along with other evidence related to Victim No. 1, was laid out; Luo An took it from an evidence bag and handed it to Mona.

Mona often shopped with various women and was much more familiar with different brands than Luo An.

As expected, after examining the coat carefully for a few seconds, Mona raised her head confidently and said:

"The brand of the coat is SuperTrash, and it's this spring season's latest style. Most of this brand's boutiques are located in Manhattan!"

"Very good!"

Luo An nodded and immediately returned with Mona to Investigation Unit 5.

Mona and William were looking into surveillance at the time, but had found nothing.

Because the landfill in the suburbs had been in disrepair for years, and since it wasn't really making any money, the Federation Government had already been planning to sell it to a private company. There were hardly any surveillance cameras installed.

"What?"

Such a large landfill site, yet the Federation Government has always been unable to profit from it, having to subsidize it every year?

Luo An felt puzzled about how the people inside the Federation Government were managing things.

However, that wasn't important. He relayed the brand name of the coat to William and Mona and started to instruct them to carefully investigate the consumers who had bought this style of coat.

Since the brand did not have many stores in New York and considering that Victim No. 1 was of an older age, it didn't take long for them to find the person's identity in a membership store:

"Flavia Fran, 63 years old, works at the New York Health Bureau, a doctor!

Her husband has passed away, but he used to have a large company when he was young, and after his death, he left Flavia Fran a large inheritance."

"Good."

Luo An nodded, which also explained why Flavia Fran was wealthy.

He got up from the chair and stretched lazily, then continued to ask:

"Where is Flavia Fran's home? Does she have any close relatives living in New York?"

After a few keystrokes, Mona replied:

"Her home is on Manhattan Island. She has no close relatives, and her son died from AIDS earlier this year."

Luo An's brows furrowed upon hearing this. He hurriedly walked with Mona into the equipment room, then drove an SUV to Flavia Fran's house.