Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 485 - 274: The Wind-Leak Cotton-Padded Coat, Death Perception (6800 Words Combined, Supplement)
Chapter 485: Chapter 274: The Wind-Leak Cotton-Padded Coat, Death Perception (6800 Words Combined, Supplement)
As everyone knows, Brian is a considerate and good man.
For the sake of helping Thirteen learn more skills, he even went out of his way to turn on the computer, finding a personal incubation tutorial and video for crows for it to study, patiently and meticulously instructing.
It’s tough being a pet owner.
At this moment, Brian’s head was filled with thoughts of seeing the dog succeed, without a trace of selfish desire.
Thirteen agreed, somewhat confusedly.
It imitated the position of the mother crow from the video, stuffing the Crow Egg under its belly, then feeling uncomfortable, moved the egg to its neck, using it as a small neck pillow, occasionally licking it.
Not to mention, the taste of the egg wasn’t bad.
The more Thirteen licked it, the tastier the egg seemed, so it simply rested its tongue on it.
After a while,
Thirteen called out to Brian somewhat fearfully: "Woof woof woof~ (Big dog, there’s something inside the egg~)"
Brian waved his hand dismissively: "Obviously, there’s a little crow inside. In the future, it will be your little brother. Learning to take care of your little brother is the first step to being the boss, Thirteen, I believe in you."
This Crow Egg was produced by an enhanced beast, similar to the offspring of enhancers, inherently superior to its kind, with stronger vitality.
That’s why Brian was confident to let Thirteen incubate the egg.
He was simply worried about losing the egg, not really about Thirteen incubating it.
Thirteen, a bit bewildered, lowered its head again.
During the long night, it simply started to quietly converse with the egg in soft whines and chirps.
Seeing this, Brian smiled.
Silly dog.
He shifted his attention back to the Blood Fruit in his hand.
"Gluttony Gene.."
Aside from Blood Moon Gift Abilities similar to the Rule Type and Mutants’ abilities, they basically have to follow the law of conservation of energy.
Twenty pounds of fresh flesh, after being converted by a Blood-colored Cannibal Flower containing the Gluttony Gene, could provide him with energy equivalent to nearly three hundred pounds of flesh... This miraculous process, similar to water being electrolyzed into hydrogen energy, impressed Brian.
He felt he might need to supplement his own knowledge during his spare time.
Knowledge is power, after all.
Like flying...
Inspired by Alpha’s research, Brian wondered if he could seek out a species talent like that of the Electric Eel and then play with the application of abilities like magnetic force to leverage planetary magnetic fields and achieve his dream of flying...
Not to mention, it seemed quite feasible.
He acted upon the thought.
Brian got up and started searching the internet for related knowledge content, embarking on a preliminary study.
...
A sleepless night.
Brian, having absorbed knowledge all night, finished washing up and kicked Thirteen, who was sound asleep with the Crow Egg in its mouth: "Time to go to work~"
Thirteen wiggled its tail, ready to let out its first bark after waking up, only to realize its mouth was stuffed with the Crow Egg.
It looked just like a puffed-cheeked, blushing Shiba Inu.
Thirteen hurriedly spit out the bird egg, covered in its own saliva, and glanced at Brian guiltily, seeing that the big dog hadn’t paid attention, it breathed a sigh of relief, almost human-like.
To facilitate Thirteen’s transport of its little brother, Brian had thoughtfully attached a small pouch under Thirteen’s police dog vest.
This way, Thirteen could use its paws to place the Crow Egg into the small pouch and carry it along.
Ceremonially finishing breakfast,
A man, a dog, and an egg, all went to work together.
...
By the time they arrived at the office building, everyone was there.
Although the Enhancement Reagents that Brian had subsidized for his colleagues in the past weren’t miraculous, they significantly improved their overall condition, enhancing their case-solving efficiency lately, making their recent lives quite pleasant.
In fact, in this area, impulsive shootings are relatively common.
Moreover, cases like these rarely fall into the hands of the NW Action Division.
Because as soon as the incident occurs, nearby patrol officers would go to investigate, then a dozen or even more police cars, under the dispatch center’s coordination, would follow up, interdict, and intercept the suspect. If the suspect attempts a getaway by car, there would be helicopter surveillance overhead, and if they have heavy firepower, SWAT would be called with armored vehicles. If they hide in buildings, bulldozers would push the house down...
Under such circumstances, unless the perpetrator is a powerful Mutant, they wouldn’t even get the chance to encounter the NW Action Division before being shot dead in the panic.
Brian watched as his colleagues one by one deftly slacked off and smiled, joining the idle crew.
Susan hadn’t arrived yet.
When Susan arrived, he planned to directly ask for Dean’s contact number.
There was no other way.
Brian didn’t have Dean’s contact details, only the business card for intelligence support Dean had given him previously.
He couldn’t possibly contact that number over such a trivial matter.
It wasn’t necessary.
Taking advantage of the downtime, Brian continued his comprehensive and in-depth study of physics courses through the computer.
By eleven in the morning,
The B6 team finally had something to do.
According to information provided by the dispatch center, this was a newly discovered serial murder case.
A community volunteer, while offering help, accidentally discovered a piece of finger bone in a backyard of a residence and chose to report it.
By the time the case was transferred to the B6 team, police officers who had rushed there had already excavated no fewer than eight skulls from beneath that garden...
Brian lost interest upon hearing there were no fresh bones and sent the Teddy team, along with Green and assistant Tom, to the scene.
Brian had already reached Susan.
