Wine and Gun

Just then, Hardy's phone rang again.

Being a police detective is always busy—perhaps for Hardy, it is simply "too busy and exhausted". After all, he has two serial murder cases that have never been solved. This is OK understood. He answered the phone with a serious face, and then his face became more and more gloomy when the other party who did not know who was talking.

"It's not that simple," he hung up the phone and said to several people present, "Mr. Armalette, did you know that one of your employees, Davis, also has a daughter?"

"I heard it, it seems that he is only eight or nine years old?" Herstal frowned. In fact, he could roughly guess what happened. "What happened to her?"

"Our officers tracked Mark Jones, he didn't panic and flee to Mexico after shooting someone else." Hardy grimaced, obviously foresaw the haunting work in the later period, "He doesn't Know how to find Mr Davies' home - apparently he broke into the other's house and kidnapped Davies' youngest daughter."

Albarino thought for a moment and said: "Jones shouted to Davis 'you will suffer the same loss as me' before shooting..."

"Unfortunately," Herstal nodded nonchalantly, "he was clearly expressing a literal threat."

In the end, Albariño rushed back to the forensic department as soon as possible. He was almost an hour late for the afternoon shift and had to endure Tommy's constant concern. Tommy was an enthusiastic young man, in fact, too enthusiastic.

"I didn't expect you to go out to lunch with something like this!" Tommy exclaimed, eyes sparkling. "How is it Al, how are you now? Were you nervous when it happened?"

When he said this, he was helping Albarino cook the pubic symphysis of an anonymous corpse, so that the age of the deceased could be judged by the bone surface that was peeled off. It's not actually Tommy's job, because the physical work is generally done by forensic assistants, and Tommy is a trainee forensic doctor.

He's here because the forensic chief thinks he's a very talented young man and wants him to get in touch with some homicide autopsy work. If he's only an intern, he can only deal with accidental natural deaths. corpse. So, when Albarino has a characteristic unnatural dead body on his hands, he calls Tommy to help.

Now in front of Tommy is a corpse that has just died. In other words, it is very fresh and not too decomposed, so the dissection room is filled with an indescribable smell of meat. Many trainee forensic doctors first came to work because of It smells like no lunch.

Tommy Gān is very skilled in this matter, but since the number of corpses he has dissected has not reached the prescribed number, he has not yet taken the forensic identification qualification certificate. Albarino estimates that he will have to practice until the end of the year at least.

——Of course, it is precisely because he is a newcomer without even a forensic qualification that he is so interested in what happened to Al.

"It's not as thrilling as you think, Tommy." Albarino replied dumbfoundedly. "After you get the qualification certificate, you will encounter all kinds of emergencies."

"Not every forensic doctor has the opportunity to participate in the on-site investigation. For ordinary cases, it is better to let the on-site investigator go... I don't want to just sit in the office and read the on-site investigation report for the rest of my life." Tommy wailed.

He was right: forensic field investigators are responsible for completing the site investigation report, while forensic doctors only need to read the investigation report and the site investigation report in the office. Some people have been forensic doctors for several years and have never encountered the scene. Special events for exploration.

So Tommy always looked at Albarino with a deep jealousy - Albarino couldn't help but suspect that before this young man aspired to become a forensic doctor, he probably watched too many movies and TV shows, thinking that the forensic doctor was A job that shows up every day and even kicks the door to catch criminals.

"What other impressive things have you encountered?" the young man asked timidly.

Albarino smiled at him: "Once I almost delivered the deceased's wife at the crime scene."

"I don't think that is the category of ordinary emergencies." A voice behind them commented restrainedly.

Tommy almost jumped up at the sudden sound, and threw the fresh, wet pubic symphysis out of his hand. Albarino heard who the owner of the voice was. When he turned around, he saw Herstal Amalet standing at the door of the autopsy room. He restrained the door open a crack with his hands, and was looking inside. Like if someone told him he couldn't come in he would quit.

"Who are you?" Tommy clenched the hemostat and the pubic symphysis tightly in his voice.

"This is the lawyer I told you about," Albarino nodded, then turned to Herstal. "Hestal, this is Tommy, the trainee forensic examiner—how did you get in here?"

"The lady at the front desk on the first floor showed me the way. As soon as she heard that I was coming to find you, she let me in by myself." Herstal raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight unease in his voice. Well-meaning and mean, "she also said - let me quote: 'Every time Al comes to see a different girl, I didn't expect it to be a man today'."

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