That large sum of unclaimed cash has been successfully put into the pockets of the West District Police Department, which is a much greater achievement than solving a few homicide cases.
No wonder Elizabeth likes to follow someone to solve cases, it's true! Sonya couldn't help muttering in her heart.
Selina asked quietly, "You... are so honest?"
Luke: "What are you thinking about? We have so many cases on hand, how can we handle them all? Let's go and check out your sunbathing area today."
Selina said "oh", and the two of them got up and went to the forensic department first.
Scorsese, the black man with an afro, was already at work. When he saw the two people coming, he asked, "Have you read the report on the girl in pajamas?"
Luke nodded: "I've read it and handed it to Dustin. Just keep it to yourself and don't mention it to anyone else."
Scorsese nodded: "So what are you doing here now?"
Luke: "The case of the female corpse on the beach. The body was delivered the day before yesterday. Let's take a look at the preliminary results."
Scorsese said "oh", went to the side and opened the door of a freezer.
This long-shaped freezer is also called an ice coffin. When it was pulled out, a female corpse appeared inside.
Scorsese has already begun to explain: "Wendy Baguirre, female, 34 years old, unemployed. We have contacted her husband, Weston Baguirre, and he did not report his wife missing to the police."
Selina was puzzled: "His wife has been missing for two days, and he didn't even know? Wait, how do you know all this? Scorsese, you are a forensic doctor, not a homicide detective."
Scorsese shrugged: "I was there yesterday when Sonya brought the husband in to identify him. You know, I have a pretty good memory."
Luke chuckled: "That's fine, we don't have to look for Sonya, she seems to be very busy."
Scorsese: "… Actually, I'm busy too. You have more than 30 detectives in your major crime unit, but I only have three medical examiners on duty."
Luke raised his hand to stop him: "Stop, you can only tell your complaints to the big boss sitting in the separate office. No matter how much you tell me, I won't approve a penny of funding for you."
Scorsese was silent for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "Yes, let's continue talking about Ms. Wendy Bagel. In fact, the first thing we found was her leg." As he spoke, he pulled away the white cloth covering the body.
Luke and the other man looked at it and frowned.
Scorsese: "The good news is that the leg was removed posthumously. Two night fishermen found something that had stopped their propellers, reached out and found out they had won the jackpot." He gestured to Wendy's left leg.
Luke: "What's the cause of death?"
"There was a serious bruise on her forehead. She should have fainted instantly, and then had intracranial hemorrhage, and died soon after." Scorsese pointed to the head of the female corpse: "In addition, after examination, she had sexual intercourse before her death, and her right arm was dislocated, so..."
Selina: "Maybe it was a rape followed by murder? Someone knocked her out, committed the crime, and then threw her into the sea?"
Scorsese shrugged: "You are professionals on this point, no need to ask me."
Luke: "The professional question is, is there something left in her body by someone? What is the DNA result?"
Scorsese: "It exists, but it's not in the DNA database. Sonya did some preliminary work for you and got a DNA sample from Wendy's husband. Unfortunately, it doesn't belong to him."
Luke oohed and said, "This is such a... sad story."
Scorsese: "The sadder story is that the food in this woman's stomach indicated that she died three hours after eating, and she had eaten something good. Want to see it?"
Luke and the other man shook their heads at the same time: "Just say it directly."
The stomach contents of the deceased are not fresh food. They are actually vomit that has not been vomited out, and their appearance and smell are extremely terrible.
Scorsese: "Probably lobster, fresh sea urchin, some cheese, mussels baked with garlic, that kind of thing."
"So, maybe she had dinner with a man who was not her husband at a seafood restaurant, and then was thrown into the sea?" Luke asked.
Scorsese shrugged: "That's your job, too. What's the problem?"
Luke was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Sonya has a boyfriend, right?"
Scorsese shook his head subconsciously: "Impossible, she doesn't have a boyfriend."
Luke suddenly understood and patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, thank you for your answer."
Scorsese: …
Selina suppressed her laughter and followed Luke away.
After she walked some distance out of the door, she burst into laughter.
Luke glanced at her and said, "First of all, he said this himself. I don't mean to pry into Sonya's privacy."
Selina smiled and nodded: "No wonder, every time Sonya asks for a report, it's always produced a little faster than others, hahahaha."
Luke didn't care: "It's her personal charm. She didn't ask for it, so we can't do anything about it. At most... when we need a report urgently in the future, we can ask Sonya to help us rush it."
Selina nodded decisively.
The situation in the Forensic Department is even more exaggerated than that in the Serious Crime Unit.
The serious crime squad is too busy and the forensic department has even fewer staff.
A poor forensic technician can make a detective so depressed that he wants to vomit blood.
There is a shortage of professional forensics personnel like Scorsese in Los Angeles, so of course a "killer weapon" like Sonia cannot be wasted.
However, thinking of Sonya's muscular body and comparing it with Scorsese's small body who had been doing experimental analysis for a long time, Luke and the others shook their heads: It would be very difficult for these two to get together.
After gossiping a little about a coworker's one-sided crush, the two drove to the beach where the female corpse was found.
This place is a little northwest of Santa Monica Beach, and there are fewer people visiting.
This is true for most places in the United States: outside of certain popular spots, things become sparsely populated.
It was only 2004, and even the Malibu Beach where Tony built his mansion was still semi-deserted, with many places where you wouldn't see a single person for half a day.
Luke and the others walked to a small bay and looked at a striking yellow ribbon on a rocky beach. He turned his head to look at Selina and said, "What do you think of sunbathing here?"
The scenery here is similar to most beaches in Los Angeles, with blue sky and blue sea. Except that there are not many beaches and most of them are reefs, the scenery and environment are pretty good.
Selina looked around and actually nodded: "It's OK. There are not many people, so it's not that annoying. There are also flat areas on the rocks where we can put folding chairs."
Luke chuckled: "Then let's go down and investigate on the spot."
Of course, the real work still needs to be done first.
The two of them came here just to figure out how the female corpse appeared on the sea.