King Khan's Shackles
Death is unnatural
Still at night club xxxxxxx.
City center.
The sirens of police cars and ambulances were still heard breaking the silence of the night before morning, several policemen were seen back and forth standing guard in front and others went inside to see who had been killed inside the nightclub xxxxxxx in central Paris.
various kinds of camera lights from journalists continue to try to photograph the front of the scene, they are still prohibited from entering there because there are many regulations made by the police. Only 1 or 2 special people are allowed to enter there, such as parts of the investigation team and forensics.
A policeman was seen squatting his body for some time, allowing himself to sit between his legs where the male police eyeballs continued to examine the body of the man on the floor.
a young female police officer was seen taking notice of some of the dead man's body parts, wearing black gloves she saw some parts of his neck, face and also some other sides of the victim.
"I don't think her death is normal." The woman spoke quickly, glancing at men who were under 35 years old.
"The eyeball is almost out, the hands are trying to hold the collar of clothes and neck, the pores of the face and enlarged skin, the veins of the neck are forced out." Follow that woman again.
The man swiped his fingers under his lips for some time.
"Take note of every item he carries, make evidence and take a sample of his saliva." that's all the man said where his eyeballs did not move at all to the victims who died in conditions that were clearly abnormal.
Hearing the orders of the man the woman was seen silent for some time she looked back at the victim who was in a down and prone position, he said, he noticed every division of his body and also the condition where the victim's facial expression looked very difficult and in pain before his death.
The man moved from his position slowly he then moved while seducing the cigarette in his pants pocket. He began to move to channel the fire from the pamatic in his right hand slowly, revealing the flame that grabbed the white cigarette that had now moved his lips.
"My mysterious death case, this has been a few times?." Suddenly a voice came in from behind the man.
He looked to his right side to see who was talking.
"The first time it hit the family of Ashley De Angelo." Follow that guy again. Almost middle-aged man, maybe his age is only about 45 years old talking while putting both hands into his police jacket.
"Mr De Angelo, died in the same way and dragged the name of his daughter as a figure involved in the death of his father, who was, is he really going to be made a permanent suspect after the case to his multiple times?." Ask the man again later.
The young man who was asked looked silent, he was still trying to enjoy the cigarette in his mouth.