Luke was laughing at the door of the shop.

It was a conversation with a lot of Mexican Spanish. God knows which illegal immigrant is calling.

Small G can only continue to change a line, this time finally has the long sound of Du.

He was overjoyed and dialed a number: "Catherine, it's so nice to hear your voice again. You can't believe what we've been through. Well, ghosts know what we've been through... "

A moment later, the three came back easily.

Nick smiled and said, "well, the patrol and the forensic have come. Listen, Shirley, slike, you're going to follow me back to the Bureau and make a note. "

The owner's wife and the shop assistant were still sticky as if they hadn't heard them. They even had a back talk and made a BIA chirp.

Before long, the patrol and the forensics arrived.

After a few words of inquiry, the patrol was ready to take the two thick middle-aged men and women back.

Luke stopped them. "Wait a minute." Everyone looked at him.

He raised his finger and pointed to the barbecue stove in the restaurant: "officer, I think you'd better go to see that stove with the forensics. There seems to be something abnormal in it. Find it out and ask the owner's wife and the clerk when you go back. "

The constable looked at him doubtfully, and a fair haired, capable woman said, "I'll do it."

Nick: Catherine, I'll help you

Luke knew that the blonde was also famous for her aunt.

A moment later, a burnt skeleton appeared from the charcoal ashes in the stove. All of them looked at the owner's wife.

Shirley stood up in fright. "It's none of my business. I didn't know there was one."

The eyes of all the people turned to her side of slike.

"I don't know. I'm just a clerk," said slike, shaking his head

Everyone: You both look like a pair of cheap husband and silver lady!

More than an hour later, they returned to the Assurance Center with a face of relief.

It's only half a day after today. What happened is so strange.

Luke also went to the autopsy room. When he came in, he saw an old man with a short head, artificial legs on both legs, silver beard and hair listening to a country music with a cane. A Italian coffee machine was working.

He has an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Just then, old g also came. Seeing Luke nodding, he went to the old forensic doctor and said nothing: "Al, what about the report I want?"

Old forensics al: "over there, take it yourself. Well, won't you have a drink? "

Old g didn't refuse. He took a small cup of freshly ground coffee from Al and began to taste it. He asked casually, "this coffee machine is good. Where did it come from?"

Al also leisurely savored the coffee in his hand: "I applied for it in the name of the autopsy room."

"You can still buy a coffee machine at public expense?" asked old G

This is a fine espresso machine, absolutely not a necessity, and the autopsy room is divided into divisions.

There are only four forensics in Al's autopsy room. How can we provide them with this expensive coffee machine?

Al smiled and sipped his coffee again. "No one wants to know what the forensics bought."

Old G:

Nick:

Luke:

After watching for a while, Luke finally asked the old forensic doctor: "Dr. Robbins, do you know a forensic doctor named Mars? He's supposed to be a forensic surgeon in a small town in Texas. "

"If his name is Mars Kubrick, he should be my former student, but we haven't seen each other for a long time after his internship here," Al nodded

Luke smiled and nodded, "well, sure enough."

Eyre: "how do you know about him?"

Luke knew that what the old forensics meant was how he knew they were connected.

He explained with a smile, "because every morning when he goes to work, he has to have a cup of freshly ground coffee and listen to music before he can officially start work."

Al ha ha: "unfortunately, his coffee machine must have been bought by himself. He's still like that Ha ha. " In the tone, there are still some complex emotions.

Luke no longer bothers al's forensics work. This is also a technical bull. G's attitude toward Al is obviously very equal, much better than his boss's face.

Of course, he should also 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. He doesn't have time to come back with him. He can only meet him before he leaves.

Luke promised and went out with Selena.Old g was in the office, looking at Luke walking to the elevator, thinking about dialing Nick's phone: "Hello, it's me. Have you noticed my nephew's behavior today? It's OK. Remember to give me a report on what he did today, and then do a psychological analysis. what? It's not your official job. It's my test for you. You can take the time to do it... "

Here, Luke glanced back at the old g office, which had been covered by other laboratories. With a little smile on his face, he shook his head slightly, and Selena walked into the elevator.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

Starting from the Assurance Center at 9:30 in the morning, it took about six hours to turn around in Henry's Tibetan Pig field.

Serena is in a good mood. Today, she had a prank, met two strange cases, and saw how a woman kisses a man. She is very satisfied.

But her stomach was empty: "honey, I'm hungry. I want to have barbecue. Pork chop is the best

Luke smiled and nodded, "go back to the hotel to eat, and then we'll go to the entertainment hall to play."

While they were talking, they took a taxi and went back to the Aurora Hotel.

Selena said she wanted to roast pork chops, but at last she had a special lobster, French baked snails, croissants, onion soup and fruit platter to stop her mouth.

Luke settled the bill, smiled and hugged Selena, who was full and paralyzed, and they went to the entertainment hall.

Selena didn't want to move, so she chose a slot machine to sit down.

They didn't care what kind of slot machine it was, but that chair was the most comfortable one around, just for someone to fall on.

Luke looked at the slot machine, smiled and pointed to an electronic display screen on the slot machine: "see, grand prize, 9736062 dollars. If you brush it out, you will be rich. "

Selena didn't have that interest, let alone that innocence: "I'm not that stupid. The money was thrown in by the people who wanted to win the big prize. Let me sit here and play. "