She has no identification, and all the tags on her clothes have been cut off. She was wearing a dark green short skirt suit with three decorative buttons, a wide-brimmed white hat was placed on her lap, and no handbag was found. She is five feet six inches tall, weighs one hundred and twenty-four pounds, and her eyes are pale brown, which are wider than usual. Her crimson hair is shoulder length. Her age is estimated to be between twenty years old. She suffers from tooth loss, missing six teeth, most likely due to genetic defects, low birth weight or disease. She has small scars on her left wrist, forearm and left elbow. Her hands and feet are clean and free of calluses, indicating that she does not engage in manual labor. Stomach content showed that she had eaten meat and cakes 8 to 10 hours ago, all internal organs were normal, and blood analysis showed that wine and common toxins were yīnxìng. The time of death was between twelve o'clock in the morning and two o'clock in the morning.
When talking with the coroner, he speculated that there are two deadly toxins that are decomposed in the body within a short period of time without leaving a trace, that is, convolvulin and digitalis. Either one may be used in this situation, degenerating before the autopsy is performed. Then he stopped and turned his head slightly to look at me. The window glass and the passenger glass were broken, and there were many wounds on the glass. At that time, part of the window was rolled up. He didn't understand why I would ask such a question. When he saw that the case was as dead as the girl lying in front of us, it meant suicide, because once again no signs of struggling were found at the scene.
At the scene where the two cars collided, Jǐngcha used the first radio to call my commander in Los Angeles to explain what had happened, but the local Jǐngcha didn’t feel the best time and put me to investigate. The whole situation was removed from their traffic report. For them, I am just a lieutenant detective from Los Angeles, reviewing a case here, and I told them because they need my identification. Once the road is cleared, they will consider clearing the road for vehicles to pass through again.
My boss, Commander Anderson also participated in the war. He was a colonel of the Third Army of General Patton. He fought bravely at the Battle of Bastogne Bulge in Belgium and launched an offensive against the Allied forces with more than 250,000 troops, most of which were the 106th Division of the US Army. The division was almost annihilated, but it still held its ground. Despite the silent camaraderie among the soldiers, Anderson did not like me at all. He is always talking about business, which is the reason for his outstanding achievements as a combat officer. He expected that he would be confused about my handling of a case in San Diego that he had never authorized, let alone never listened to. Said case; or how did he get to such a place, just like the radio call of a patrol car is in the middle of a busy avenue, and the two dead are sticking out from the other windshield, but I’m from the commander There was something unexpected there: an order to leave the county.
Anderson didn't wait for the woman's case, and didn't seem to have any interest. Now he tried to murder me. At first, the murderer thought it was the Zhung Yāng train station driver assigned to me. Once he heard my voice, just talk about the weather in the market garden, what Blood Mountain and Mustak had become in the morning; don’t forget the relatives and support yourself for it; 4118N, 58585N and 419N report 80 to 10:0 ET Urgent review is needed; I see the sight of the 58 Commando in their review, whether they are up to the task and need to try again, don’t forget to try the good glass of whiskey he told me, check the Scotch whiskey bottle with the dark green sè label, and Make sure it is correct, he said earlier about the winery. After that, he immediately hung up the phone while still holding the receiver. His voice was accompanied by the continuous sound of car horns, which made me wonder whether what he said and what he heard was correct.
However, something about the victims on the beach seemed very familiar; a simple natural beauty. Exhausted, more worried that the driver wanted to kill me, became more conspicuous than another corpse, and of course more meaningful. Staring below, her solid body, her pale skin taut, no signs of obesity, no signs of life on the examination table, the examiners are constantly buzzing, his cigarette hanging from a corner has formed two The curved drop of inches caught my attention. I wonder when it will drop because it seems to be connected in an unnoticed way, resisting gravity, and releasing itself so reluctantly, actually believing that this overweight examiner has produced Some magic tricks, through his own work, hope to see my reaction, or just for my benefit, because we are the only two living people in the room.
After being relieved from the accident, the headache was a little mild. I found the coroner’s office. There was no delay, except that I was delayed for 15 minutes to eat and drink some taxis. Thankfully, I waited, and then I arrived at the designated address and ate for the first time. A few pills are used as tranquilizers, knowing that their effects will stop the tremors in my brain. To a certain extent, this is no different from the death of a dead person in Los Angeles or any big city. San Diego also has some metropolitan morgues, but the place where the girl was placed is related to Jǐng's investigation, so most of the corpses are considered to be related to crimes. .
"You should go and see that," the examiner said, interrupting my thinking about what the commander said and its meaning. Of course, this is a password. He didn't want anyone to know that others were eavesdropping on our conversation. Why is the question that needs to be further determined the most and why is the answer most needed? At present, he is most interested in his "green bottle", "Muslim party" and "market garden"
Of course, "Market Garden" is the code name for a failed operation attempted by the Allied forces shortly after landing in Normandy. This operation aimed to seize 9 high-value bridges in the Netherlands. It is estimated that these bridges could have provided weapons for a planned invasion of Germany. If successful, the war would be ended within two months.
The reasons for the failure were planning, intelligence, poor leadership and tactics, and a lack of understanding of the nature of the terrain. When the examiner’s comment was caught again, was Anderson driving? He looked at him quickly and questioned what he meant. The man who pointed at my forehead with his right index finger must be very obvious on my face.
Following his movements, he found a crack, which must be closed soon, because before entering the front door of the morgue, almost no blood noticed my reflection when I was looking at myself, and it was easy to use my handkerchief Wipe it clean.
""Yes. "Yes, thank you, I will," I said vaguely, still remembering Anderson's words, and then it appeared. What does he mean. Quickly asked the man, where is the green dress that woman was wearing, and if I could take a look.
He pointed his thumb at a small locker on the opposite wall, and he seemed to see many with numbers. The man understood what I was thinking, and told me that by matching the locker number with the girl's corpse, he could find everything on the wall.
After the corpse was delivered, he asked what, said no, and then said that he had other things to do. If it was no longer needed, he would agree to leave and push the corpse tray back to the cool locker room, but before that, I Take the pen-shaped flashlight, turn off the light in the room, lift the light above her head, let the light beam pass through the girl's face, and examine her eyes carefully. After thanking him, I watched him slowly walk out, marveling at how quiet the ash reaching the filter is now, and did not fall as the door behind him gently closed, and there was no interest in his face. Then there was silence.
Always at that particular moment, only you are standing in such a room, surrounded by those who were alive less than 4 hours ago, a feeling of your own death knowing that you will be here too. Not exactly in Jǐngcha's morgue, but within the scope of the deceased. As time goes by, a brief reflection moves in places that are usually not managed. Life seems too busy to worry about these concepts, and you will only do this when your thoughts say goodbye to ego, ego. Just like now.
Surprised by the youth and beauty of this girl. She passed away less than an hour ago, which was a shock to those closest, family and friends. But who are they
For a moment, everything fell apart. This is the first time since I left the apartment that there is a kind of tranquility with secrets hidden, because when the calm answer closes my eyes. Don't think about anything, just focus on the quietness provided.
Suddenly there was a flash of accident. When the two cars collided, my body was already leaning on the back of the car.
Usually in the action of war, you will turn left instead of right, and then you will be saved. Everyone has their own beliefs, and everyone else does not. It's no different. Here, you can be killed as long as you walk on the street, and I am standing here.
Green dress. The market garden. Scotch. She has small scars on her wrists and elbows, one under her left eye. I opened my eyes, turned and walked over, opened the latch on the door of her storage cabinet, and the metal door opened easily. I took out the tray and immediately found a green skirt suit inside. There were three decorative buttons on it, with symbols on them. The buttons were carefully buttoned under her black shoes, nǎi sè shirt and underwear, including petticoats and long skirts. Socks. That's it. No handbags, no jewelry. It seems that the only valuable things are those buttons. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)