Daisy picked up the phone, asking questions while noting down the information on a piece of paper nearby. A moment later, she looked at Dean, "Villa number 76 on Tamida Street, a suspected homicide. Dean, the patrol officers have already gone over, and now we need you to head there first to understand the situation. If it really is a homicide, you can then call Lawrence and the forensic team."
Although Dean was a rookie who had just joined the Fourth Squad, his remarkable performance in the previous two cases had earned Daisy's trust.
"Tamida Street... an upscale community," Dean rubbed his waist. "Alright, I'll head over now. Poor me, I just drove back from Las Vegas for five hours."
"Get used to it, rookie," Daisy peeled off the facial mask on her face and grabbed a French fry. "The successful resolution of the serial stabbing case has left the higher-ups quite satisfied with our squad. The number of cases we, the Fourth Squad, are to take responsibility for will only increase."
