Luke was amused when he heard the conversation.
It was a conversation that was mixed with a lot of Mexican. God knew which illegal immigrant was on the phone.
Greg had no choice but to switch to another line. This time, there was finally a long beep.
Overjoyed, he quickly dialed a number. "Catherine, it's great to hear your voice again. You won't believe what we've been through. Well, who knows what we've been through … "
A moment later, the three of them returned with relaxed expressions.
Nick said with a smile, "Okay, the patrol officers and the coroner are here. Listen, Shirley, Slick, you'll have to go back to the department and give your statements. "
As if they hadn't heard him, the boss and the clerk were still glued to each other. They even pursed their lips.
Very soon, the patrol officers and the coroner arrived.
After asking a few questions, the patrol officers were about to take the glued middle-aged couple back.
Luke stopped them. "Wait." Everybody looked at him.
He pointed at the stove in the restaurant. "Officer, I think you should take a look at the stove with the coroner. There seems to be something wrong with it. Find it, and ask the boss and the clerk when you get back. "
The patrol officers looked at him in confusion, and a blonde woman said, "I'll do it."
Nick said, "Catherine, let me help you."
It wasn't until then that Luke learned that the blonde woman had the same name as his aunt.
A moment later, a badly burned skeleton emerged from the charcoal ash in the furnace. Everyone looked at the Lady Boss.
Shirley was so scared that she stood up. "It's none of my business. I didn't know there was such a thing."
Everyone looked at Slick, who was next to her.
Slick quickly shook his head. "I didn't know either. I'm just a clerk, alright?"
Everybody was lost for words. Why do you look like a pair of cheap husbands and wives?
More than an hour later, everyone returned to the forensics center with a relieved expression.
It had only been half a day, but what they had encountered was too bizarre.
Luke even went to the autopsy room. The moment he entered, he saw an old man with silver hair and a prosthetic leg. He was listening to country music with a cane, and the espresso machine was working next to him.
He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Old Greyson happened to arrive too. He nodded at Luke and went to the old coroner. "Al, where's the report I asked for?"
Al said, "It's over there. Go get it yourself. Hmm, don't you want a drink? "
Surprisingly, Old Greyson didn't refuse. He accepted a cup of coffee from Al and tasted it unhurriedly, before he asked casually, "This is a nice coffee machine. Where did you get it?"
Al was also leisurely tasting the coffee in his hand. "I bought it under the name of the coroner's office."
Old Greyson asked in confusion, "Do you have a coffee machine here?"
This was a premium espresso machine. It was definitely not a necessity. Moreover, the autopsy room was divided into different classes.
There were only four forensic doctors in Aier's autopsy room. Why would they provide them with such an expensive coffee machine?
Al smiled faintly and took another sip of coffee. "No one wants to know what a forensic doctor buys."
Old Greyson: "…"
Nick: "…"
Luke: "…"
Seeing that Old Greyson was about to leave, Luke finally couldn't help but ask the old coroner, "Dr. Robbins, do you know a forensic doctor named Mars? He's probably a forensic doctor in a small town in Texas. "
A thoughtful look appeared on Aiur's face. After a moment, he nodded. "If his name is Mars Kubrick, then he should be my former student. But after he finished his internship here, we haven't met for a long time."
Luke nodded with a smile. "Yes, as I expected."
Al asked, "How do you know him?"
Luke knew that the old coroner was actually asking how he knew that they were related.
He explained with a smile, "That's because he has to drink a cup of freshly ground coffee and listen to music every morning before he officially starts work."
Al chuckled. "Unfortunately, he must've paid for his coffee machine with his own money. He's still the same … hehe. "There were complicated emotions in his tone.
Luke didn't disturb Al anymore. Old Greyson was also a great technician, and he was clearly much more friendly to Al than he was to his boss.
Naturally, Luke had to respect the old coroner.
After they left the autopsy room, Luke said goodbye to Old Greyson.
Old Greyson was already working on the model killer case, and had no time to keep Luke company. He could only meet Luke again before he left.
Luke agreed and left with Selina.
In his office, Old Greyson watched Luke walk to the elevator. He thought for a moment, then called Nick. "Hello, it's me. Did you pay attention to my nephew's behavior today? Don't worry, just write a report on what he did today and give it to me for a psychological analysis. What? This isn't your official job; it's a test for you. Just do it when you have time … "
On the other side, Luke glanced back at Old Greyson's office, which had been blocked by other labs, and shook his head with a smile. He then entered the elevator with Selina.
It was already four in the afternoon.
They set off from the forensics center at half past nine in the morning, and it took them almost six hours to visit Henry's pig-hiding place.
Selina was in a good mood. She had pulled a prank today, encountered two weird cases, and witnessed how a woman could force a man to kiss her. She was very satisfied.
But her stomach was really empty. "Honey, I'm hungry. I want roast meat. Pork chops are the best. "
Luke nodded with a smile. "Let's go back to the hotel. We'll have some fun in the casino later."
As they talked, they took a taxi back to the Aurora Hotel.
Selina said that she wanted roast pork chops, but in the end, she had a lobster special instead. French? Snails, croissants, onion soup, and a fruit platter. Finally, she was satisfied.
After paying the bill, Luke hugged Selina, who was too full to move, and they went to the casino.
Selina didn't want to move, so she sat down in front of a slot machine.
Neither of them paid much attention to what the slot machine looked like, but the chair was the most comfortable one, which was perfect for Luke to sit on.
Luke glanced at the slot machine and pointed at the screen on it with a smile. "Do you see the grand prize? 973,662 dollars. You'll be rich if you play it. "
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