I'm Going to Show Off! (Thanks to Xi Chenyue for the Alliance Leader)

Perhaps it was because his constitution had improved.

By that afternoon, Brian had recovered enough to move around, and he also remembered what had happened yesterday.

This bombing had become Team Six's assessment case.

It involved joining the NW Department.

Brian didn't dare delay.

Ignoring the doctor's advice, he discharged himself from the hospital.

Seeing how firm he was, the hospital had no choice but to call his emergency contact and have them come pick him up.

To Brian's surprise, the person who came to get him was the team leader, Susan.

"Do you mind if I smoke?" Susan pulled out a slim cigarette and put it in her mouth. "Sorry, I haven't slept all day. I need a cigarette to perk me up. Actually, I haven't touched these in a long time, but this sudden case has put me under a lot of pressure."

Brian didn't care at all about Susan smoking right now.

He asked directly about the case. "What's the situation now?"

Susan lit the slim ladies' cigarette and took a deep drag before saying, her mood a little low, "This bombing caused two deaths and thirteen injuries.

"As for the two who died, "One was a customer waiting to pick up her food.

"She was unlucky. A knife and fork carried by the blast wave went into her eye, and she died on the spot.

"The other victim was the owner of the food truck.

"His whole body was burned.

"Although the doctors did everything they could to save him, he still passed away at noon today."

Brian frowned. "What caused the explosion?"

He had already recovered his memory and remembered the smell of triacetone triperoxide on the man who had bumped into him back then.

This was definitely a premeditated bombing!

Unfortunately, the explosion had come too suddenly.

He hadn't locked onto the man's scent in time.

Otherwise, this case would have been much simpler.

Susan shook her head.

"We're still checking.

"The entire food truck was burned down to nothing but a frame.

"After that, when the fire department and ambulances arrived, they destroyed most of the traces at the scene.

"But Ivan found some physical evidence at the scene yesterday.

"He believes this was a premeditated explosive murder.

"As for the specifics, "we still need to wait for the test results from the lab.

"As for whether they found anything today, "I'm not sure either.

"I spent the entire day keeping watch over the food truck owner.

"Unfortunately, he still didn't make it."

Brian nodded.

Ivan really was an old detective. He did have some skill.

Because they still had no office space, Team Six was currently using a floor here that had just been cleared out as a temporary office.

As for the bodies of the victims in this bombing, they had been sent to the police department's temporary morgue.

Susan had originally been prepared to request outside assistance.

Since Brian had been discharged, the autopsy work would naturally be handed over to him.

The police department's temporary morgue was underground. This was also the area where the department stored evidence and other supplies.

When Brian and Susan arrived, Ivan, Glenn, and Old Harden were circling the remains of a food truck whose frame had bent sideways, the whole thing warped into a C shape.

From this food truck, which had been reduced to nothing but a frame, it was clear how fierce the fire had been at the time.

"Guys, did you find anything?"

Although Brian had never worked a case before, he had spent more than two years at the Medical Examiner's Office, so he had seen plenty and wasn't about to freeze up.

There was no helping it.

Whether it was the Medical Examiner's Office or the detective bureau, you could be green, but you couldn't be timid.

You had to make your own voice heard. Otherwise, even if you weren't green, people would still look down on you.

The burly Ivan nodded and pointed to the side where the vehicle's frame had bent inward. "Judging from the damage to the vehicle, the initial explosion originated from this spot on the back of the truck. This is where a portable gas cylinder would be placed."

At that, Susan's pretty brows drew together. "Ivan, are you saying this was an accident?"

Ivan hadn't expected Susan, the team leader, to be this much of a layman.

He had no choice but to point at the vehicle frame, which had all tilted to the left, and explain:

"Chief, if it had been a gas cylinder explosion, then the food truck's frame should have expanded outward, and the chassis should have bent from the inside out, instead of all collapsing toward the service window. That means when the explosion happened, the shockwave released its energy toward the service window."

Susan looked thoughtful, then turned to Brian beside her. "Did you understand that?"

Brian looked at Susan, who was forcing herself to stay calm, and nodded. "Ivan means someone used explosives and detonated them at the back of the food truck, causing the gas cylinder inside to explode as well. That was what ultimately created such massive destructive force."

Ivan nodded. "Yes. We also found something else."

As he spoke, he looked toward his old partner, Glenn.

Wearing gloves, Glenn picked up a somewhat charred piece of plastic and explained:

"These are bottle fragments Ivan and I collected at the scene.

Under normal circumstances, this plastic should have caught fire.

But a lot of it was left at the scene.

That means its original main body took the brunt of the blast first, and most of the fragments flew beyond the range of the fire, which is how they were preserved."

Susan: .

She really didn't understand.

Couldn't they say it more simply?

This time, Susan couldn't even be bothered to speak and simply looked straight at Brian, the very perceptive translator beside her.

Brian shrugged and said to Glenn, "Buddy, you're saying someone put explosives in a plastic bottle and then detonated them?"

Glenn nodded.

"Yes.

Although the substances left on these plastic pieces

haven't had test results sent back by the lab yet, Ivan and I both agree that this was a deliberate bombing.

The process should have been that the killer first detonated a homemade explosive, then the explosive set off the gas cylinder in the truck, and only then did the blast reach this level of power."

The moment experts made a move, you could tell if they had the goods.

Ivan and Glenn really did know their stuff.

Not wanting to be outdone, Old Harden spoke up from the side:

"After Ivan and the others confirmed this was a homicide, I numbered all the collected plastic fragments, took 3D photographs of them, and sent them to the technical department.

With computer 3D imaging technology, we should be able to get the appearance of the bottle that held the explosives by tomorrow at the latest."

This oldest man there had also, in an unintentional moment, shown his own value.

"All right. If there aren't any other findings, I'll go check on the condition of the bodies first."

Brian knew it was his turn to step up next.

It was everyone's first time working together.

If he didn't show he had something to offer, he wouldn't be able to speak with any confidence in the future.

"Actually, there's one more thing. I thought it was strange, so I brought it back yesterday." As Ivan spoke, he searched through a pile of miscellaneous items behind him and found a takeout box lid with scorch marks on it, only about the size of a palm.

On the inside of the lid was a line of blurry letters.

Beneath the letters were the three numbers 229.

Susan, who hadn't joined the discussion this whole time, yawned and looked at the takeout box lid in confusion. "Isn't that just an ordinary takeout box lid?"

"It's different." The moment Brian saw that string of numbers, his spirits lifted. "Team Leader Susan, you probably don't order takeout much. With fast-food deliveries like this, to stop the delivery person from making a mistake, they write the address on the surface of the lid. But no one writes the address on the back."

He knew nothing about solving cases.

But when it came to this stuff...

Sorry.

When it came to this, he was a professional!

The moment Brian saw the numbers on the lid, he knew exactly what this thing was!

Damn it.

All of you, get out of my way.

I'm about to start showing off!

Brian: "Thank you to reader 'Xi Chen Yue' for the 100,000 coin character reward, and thank you, boss, for becoming an Alliance Leader!"

Thank you to reader 'Ye Zhi Huihuang' for the 800 coin review reward. Thank you, Mr. Ye!

Thank you to reader 'Biluo Haifeng' for the 520 coin reward. Thank you, boss!

Today was the start of the month.

I'll update one extra chapter today for good luck.

Also, this case was a secondary creation based on some elements extracted from a real case.

To preserve the sense of anticipation, readers who know the prototype of the case, please don't spoil it. Thank you.