Lu Ke's hands moved quickly as he smeared a thick layer of peanut butter on his toast.
It would be a busy day. If he didn't have a full breakfast, he was afraid that his legs would turn to jelly at noon.
However, he continued to nitpick out of habit. "So you're saying that after today, I can be late?"
Robert almost spat out the toast in his mouth. He coughed a few times and forced himself to drink a mouthful of milk before he recovered.
He rarely won against Lu Ke in an argument because his train of thought was always not as good as Lu Ke's.
That was all they could say. They had a lot of things to do today.
Robert finished his toast and milk and stood up to rush Lu Ke. Lu Ke finished his milk in a few mouthfuls and left with his half-eaten toast.
Catherine hurried over. "Aren't you coming back for lunch?"
Robert replied, "No, I'll just buy something from outside."
Lu Ke chuckled and quickly took a large paper bag from Catherine's hand. Then, he kissed her forehead with his mouth that was covered in bread crumbs. "Oh, that's great. Thank you for preparing lunch for me alone. "
Robert's face immediately darkened.
It turned out that Catherine had made a little more just now. She wanted them to bring it along so that they could eat when they were hungry.
Catherine smiled as she watched the two men, one with a black face and the other laughing, get into the car.
The two of them went to work together and felt a lot more at ease.
They were both the people she cared about the most. If they took care of each other, it should reduce the danger.
Of course, Robert might still be taking care of Luke now, but based on Luke's behavior since he was young, he would be able to take care of Robert very soon.
Catherine had never doubted this.
The police car sped towards Knox.
There was no forensic doctor in the small town, so an autopsy could only be done in Knox.
However, Knox's forensics department was only so-so. If they couldn't solve it, they would have to see if the town could send it to a more professional forensics department, such as Houston.
America was different from China.
Their administrative divisions, from largest to smallest, were the states, counties, and cities, followed by the smaller towns and villages.
However, the law enforcement system was reversed.
The areas that the town police and city police didn't care about were under the jurisdiction of the county sheriff and state police.
Moreover, the town police station was not under the jurisdiction of the city police department, much less the county police department. Instead, it was directly responsible to the townspeople. The salaries of the town police officers were also allocated by the town's administrative system.
Therefore, it was not uncommon for the police to snatch cases from each other.
After all, the police departments in the country did not have a direct superior-subordinate relationship. Even if the FBI went to various places to investigate cases, they would often be criticized by the local police departments, who felt that they were interfering in matters within their jurisdiction.
The town police station was only responsible for the town's residents. If there was a case, it was best to solve it on their own.
Unless it was unsolvable and had a negative impact, the local police department would not hand over the case to another department, whether it was the FBI or another police department.
Robert had rushed to Knox City to watch the autopsy because he wanted to ascertain the nature of the case as soon as possible.
If the girl accidentally drowned herself, it had little to do with the police station.
If it was done by someone, he had to solve the case as soon as possible.
There hadn't been a murder case in the town for many years, especially when the victim was the daughter of one of the town's residents. They couldn't let their guard down.
The faster the case was solved, the more it showed that the police officers in the town weren't thieves.
In less than an hour, the police car arrived at the Knox City Police Station.
However, the forensics department wasn't in the police station. Instead, it was in a four-story building next door.
As for whether it was because the police in Knox City didn't want a morgue in the basement, no one knew.
After getting out of the car, Robert didn't go in immediately. Instead, he looked at Lu Ke. "Do you know what I need to pay attention to as a new police officer?"
Lu Ke thought for a moment before replying, "Listen more, look less, talk less, and move less?"
Robert said, "Damn it, where did you hear that from? Yes, that's right, and it's very concise. I've decided, you can't say this to anyone in the future. I'm going to use it to teach my subordinates. "
Lu Ke was speechless. Could he say that this was the most commonly used sentence for a newcomer in the official literature that he had read in his previous life?
After giving his name and position, Robert brought Lu Ke to room three under the guidance of the receptionist.
The so-called room three was the third autopsy room.
Robert didn't have any misgivings. He knocked on the door a few times and pushed it open.
A middle-aged man in his forties saw Robert and nodded. "You're here. Wait a moment. Let me finish this cup of freshly ground coffee."
Robert: — _ —!
Lu Ke: (⊙ _ ⊙?)
Was there a problem somewhere? Lu Ke was deeply suspicious. Did he come to a coffee shop?
Robert's expression didn't look good, but he didn't flare up. Instead, he lowered his voice. "He's always like this. Before he starts work in the morning, he insists on making himself a cup of freshly ground coffee. He says that if he doesn't drink it, he won't be able to lift his spirits for the rest of the day. "
Lu Ke lowered his voice even more. "Are you sure he's talking about drinking coffee?"
Robert's face twitched. "He never touches those things, including weeds. I think coffee is like weeds to him. He's addicted to it. "
Lu Ke was silent.
But this wasn't the end.
While waiting for the freshly ground coffee to be ready, the middle-aged man turned on the stereo on his desk. The sound wasn't particularly loud, but it was very clear in the quiet autopsy room.
It was a violin song. Lu Ke couldn't tell which one it was, as he wasn't interested in such things.
However, the song was surprisingly good.
After a full thirty minutes, the middle-aged man leisurely made a small cup of coffee and drank it. He had no intention of sharing it with Robert and Lu Ke.
Robert was no longer impatient. He knew the temper of the man in front of him. He wouldn't be impatient even if he was beaten to death.
Who asked him to be so capable? Well, in fact, he was the only official forensic doctor in Knox City.
The middle-aged man put away his coffee set and sized Lu Ke up for a moment. "Newbie?"
Robert said, "My child, Luke. He's also a police officer. Today is his first day at work. Mars, can you hurry up and start? "
The middle-aged man was surprised. "Haha, he brought me here on his first day at work. Are you sure he's his biological son?"
Lu Ke smiled and didn't say anything. He had Robert by his side.
As expected, Robert's expression darkened. "Mars, don't joke about my family."
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