Luke laughed at the door of the store.
It was a conversation with a lot of Mexican Spanish, and God knows which illegal immigrant was on the phone.
Little G could only continue to change another thread, and this time there was finally a long beep.
He was overjoyed, and quickly dialed a number: "Catherine, it's so good to hear your voice again, you can't believe what we've been through. Well, who knows what we've been through..."
After a while, the three of them came back with a relaxed face.
Nick smiled and said, "Okay, the police and medical examiner are here. Listen, Shirley, Slick, you guys have to go back to the bureau and make a record."
The lady proprietress and the clerk acted as if they hadn't heard it, they were still sticky there, and even smacked back, making a bia chirp.
Not long after, the patrol and the forensic doctor arrived.
After asking a few words, the patrolman was ready to take the two sticky middle-aged men and women back.
Luke stopped them: "Wait a minute." Everyone looked at him.
He raised his finger and pointed to the wood-burning stove for barbecue in the restaurant: "Officer, I think you'd better go to that stove with the forensic doctor. There seems to be something abnormal in it. Find it out, and go back and ask the proprietress and the clerk as well. "
The patrolman looked at him suspiciously, and a blond capable woman over there said, "Let me do it."
Nick: "Catherine, let me help you."
Only then did Luke know that the blond woman also had the same name as his aunt.
After a while, a charred skeleton emerged from the charcoal ashes in the stove, and everyone looked at the proprietress in unison.
Shirley stood up in fright: "It's none of my business, I didn't know there was this at all."
Everyone's eyes turned to Slick next to her.
Slick shook his head quickly: "I don't know, I'm just a shop assistant, okay?"
Everyone: ... You two, no matter how you look at it, you look like a pair of sluts and rich women!
After more than an hour, everyone returned to the forensic center with expressions of relief.
It's only been half a day today, and what happened is really weird.
Luke also went to the autopsy room to join in the fun, and when he entered the door, he saw an old man with a short stature, two legs with artificial limbs, a beard and silver hair, listening to a piece of country music with a cane. The espresso machine was working.
He felt strangely familiar.
Coincidentally, Old G also came over. Seeing that Luke just nodded without saying anything, he went to the old forensic doctor: "Al, where is the report I want?"
Old forensic doctor Al: "Over there, you can get it yourself. Well, why don't you come and have a drink?"
Old G actually didn't refuse, finished the small cup of freshly ground coffee that Al handed over, tasted it unhurriedly, and asked casually: "This coffee machine is good, where did it come from?"
Al also savored the coffee in his hand leisurely: "I applied for the purchase in the name of the autopsy room."
Old G was full of doubts: "Can you still buy a coffee machine at public expense?"
This is a boutique espresso machine, definitely not a necessity, and the autopsy room is divided into divisions.
There are only four forensic doctors in Al's autopsy room. How could it be possible to provide them with such an expensive coffee machine
Al smiled lightly, and took another sip of coffee: "No one wants to know what the forensic doctor bought for."
Old G: ...
Nick: ...
Luke:…
After watching there for a while, seeing that old g was about to leave, Luke finally couldn't help asking the old forensic doctor: "Dr. Robbins, do you know a forensic doctor named Mars? He should be in Texas. A small town as a forensic doctor."
Al showed a thoughtful look on his face, and nodded after a while: "If his name is Mars Kubrick, then he should be my former student, but we haven't seen each other for a long time after he finished his internship with me. "
Luke smiled and nodded: "Well, sure enough."
Al: "How do you know about him?"
Luke knew that what the old forensic doctor meant was how he knew that the two were connected.
He smiled and explained: "Because he goes to work every morning, he has to drink a cup of freshly ground coffee and listen to music before he starts working."
Al hehe: "Unfortunately, he must have paid for the coffee machine himself. He's still like that...hehe." There was still a bit of mixed emotion in his tone.
Luke also stopped disturbing the work of Al's old forensic doctor, who is also a master of technology. Old G's attitude towards Al is obviously very equal, which is much better than his boss's face.
He must of course respect the old forensic doctor.
After coming out of the autopsy room, Luke said goodbye to old g.
Old G is already investigating the case of the model killer, and has no time to accompany him, so he can only agree to meet him again before leaving.
Luke agreed, took Selina and went out.
Old G was in the office, looked at Luke who was walking to the elevator, thought for a while and called Nick: "Hello, it's me. Did you pay attention to my nephew's behavior today? It's okay, remember to put him on the phone." Write a report on what you have done today, and then do a psychological analysis. What? This is not your official job, it is a test for you, you just need to find time to do it... "
Here, Luke glanced back at Old G's office, which had been covered by other laboratories. With a slight smile on his face, he shook his head slightly, and walked into the elevator with Selena.
At this moment, it is already four o'clock in the afternoon.
Departing from the identification center at 9:30 in the morning, it took almost six hours to go around Henry's Tibetan pig farm and come back.
Selena is in a pretty good mood. Today she played a prank, encountered two weird and bizarre cases, and saw how a woman kisses a man forcibly. She was very satisfied.
But her stomach is empty: "Honey, I'm hungry. I want to eat barbecue, and pork chops are the best."
Luke nodded with a smile: "Go back to the hotel and eat, and then we will go to the entertainment hall to have fun."
While the two were talking, they took a taxi and went back to the Aurora Hotel.
Although Selena said that she wanted to eat grilled pork chops, she ended up eating a special lobster, French baked escargots, croissants, onion soup, and a fruit platter before stopping her mouth in satisfaction.
Luke paid the bill, smiled and hugged Selena, who was full and paralyzed, and the two went to the entertainment hall.
Selena didn't want to move, so she chose a slot machine and sat down.
The two of them didn't care what the slot machine looked like, but that chair was the most comfortable one around, and it was just convenient for someone to lie on it.
Luke looked at the slot machine, and pointed to an electronic display on the slot machine with a smile: "See, the big prize is $973,662. You can get rich by swiping it out. .”
Selena is not that interested, and she is not that naive: "I'm not that stupid. The money was thrown in by people who wanted to win the lottery before. Just let me sit here and go play."