Chapter 1101 The smile will not disappear
There was a coffin overturned on the red carpet in the middle of the hall, and two corpses were lying next to the coffin.
The male corpse was obviously the Mr. Mank mentioned by Esposito. He was a white man in his seventies or eighties, well-dressed, with light makeup applied by an undertaker on his face, and he looked good.
The little black hat on the back of his head illustrates his religion.
The female corpse pressed under him was obviously still in a state of rigor mortis, with a bruised face. She was wearing a floral dress, the kind of beautiful dress she would wear on a date tonight.
Cassel looked at the scene with his head tilted up and down, a look of confusion on his face.
"Am I the only one who noticed this? It seems that Mr. Mank is smiling happily."
Beckett stepped on him silently, and Jack simply distanced himself from him. He swore that he would not stop this bastard when he was beaten by his family.
He walked up to Lanie Parrish who was examining the body and said hello to her. The black beauty forensic dress was the most comfortable among the black girls Jack knew.
Although she occasionally has little dreadlocks or something, most of the time she shows off her long, silky hair, and her face mainly wears light social makeup, never making herself look weird.
"Hi, Jack, long time no see. He's looking even more handsome now." Lanie took off her gloves, took the bear claw bread from Jack and smiled happily.
Jack knew that the female medical examiner didn't like coffee, so he brought her the extra bread she had made in the morning.
"The same goes for you. Have you found a new boyfriend? You look good."
Jack said this casually, but found that Lanny's eyes involuntarily crossed with Esposito's next to her, and then he coughed covertly and forcibly changed the subject.
"The deceased is Dr. Valerie Monroe, attending physician in the Department of Internal Medicine at the County Hospital."
Jack looked at Esposito suspiciously, who was scratching his head and trying not to look here again.
Beckett didn't notice the small interaction between several people, and had already entered the investigation mode, "Is she a doctor by profession? Does she have anything to do with the deceased?"
"Kevin is taking a statement for the family. We will know soon." Esposito pointed to the old woman sitting on the chair nearby and his partner squatting in front of her with a small notebook in his hand.
"Cause of death?" Beckett continued to ask.
"With liver failure, this old guy drinks like a fish." The old woman with the popular mid-century pompadour style had quite good ears.
"I don't know that girl, but no one will die for my husband. I'm very sure of this. He only likes to hook up with people older than him."
"Thank you for the clues." Beckett held back a smile and thanked this old woman who had the hope of living over a hundred years old.
"Ah, that's right, maybe we already know the cause of Mr. Mank's death." Lanny was also suppressing a smile, "But the doctor's cause of death is a mystery. There are no gunshot wounds, stab wounds or any signs of binding. .”
She temporarily handed the bear claw bread that she had taken two bites back to Jack, put on gloves and lifted up the hair of the female corpse, "There was a bruise on the back of her head from when she was alive, but it was not serious enough to be fatal.
Judging from the body spots and liver temperature, she died between 7 and 9 o'clock last night, but the specific cause of death can only be found out after I perform an autopsy. ”
"So someone obviously wanted to dispose of the body in this way, and of course her mobile phone and wallet." Beckett's eyes swept over the woman's satchel next to the body.
Cassel couldn't help but exclaimed, "The guy who did this is so smart. He actually thought of hiding the body in the coffin that already contained the deceased. He specially chose a squid, because according to their tradition, after the body is buried, The coffin would not be opened again. If it were not for the accident while carrying the coffin, this doctor would disappear forever.”
Beckett glanced at the time on his watch and ordered, "Talk to the funeral director and find out who has had access to the coffin in the past 12 hours."
So everyone started doing their own business. Esposito went to ask the funeral director to question, Kevin stayed at the scene to continue taking notes, and Beckett returned to the police station to call the hospital where the deceased worked.
Forensic doctor Lanny continued to stay at the scene to collect evidence while waiting for the forensic team to arrive to take photos and carry the body back to her office.
As for Jack and Cassel, of course they went to the Chinese restaurant they had booked for brunch and brought a takeaway for Beckett.
"The girls around you are very young. Can you tell me why my daughter wants this so much?"
Satisfied, he finished a portion of steamed river eel with black bean sauce and rice. Cassel wiped his mouth with a napkin and took out his phone to show Jack the photo above.
In the photo, Alexis is wearing a dress, holding a helmet, sitting on a scooter and posing with POSS. She looks cute.
Jack looked at the photo and continued to slowly eat the grilled crucian carp full of thorns.
"Are you talking about the Manlodar-style motorcycle helmet or the Vespa scooter she is sitting on?"
The Vespa is the little scooter used by Gregory Peck to drive Audrey Hepburn through the streets of Rome in the movie "Roman Holiday."
To say that you have to be a European guy to be good at hype, the Italians turned a scooter into a synonym for literature and elegance.
The Vespa scooter originally looked like this:
This is what it looked like after the hit "Roman Holiday":
Okay, this is just a joke, but such a little thing dares to sell for 5,000 US dollars. The average price of one is indeed full of brand premium. You must know that the electric tricycles sold all over North America from Margrave Town are only 3,000 US dollars. Just one.
"Shouldn't you ask Detective Beckett this question? I remember she said she owned a 1994 Harley Softail. Haven't you seen her wearing tight black leather pants and riding on that big thing?"
Jack's words made Cassel think for a while, and then the beautiful scenery in his mind was quickly replaced by the image of his good daughter, making him shudder.
"Damn, you don't want to say Alexis is entering a rebellious phase, do you?"
"What do you think? Judging from her age, she should have entered the rebellious stage long ago." Jack shrugged, deliberately scaring him, "Be careful, I heard that the more obedient a girl is, the more serious the situation will be."
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So until the two of them walked into the detective office of the NYPD 12th Precinct, Cassel still looked worried about gains and losses, and even Beckett noticed that something was wrong with him.
"What's wrong with this guy?"
Jack smiled evilly and repeated the previous conversation between the two. It was still the same. The smile would not disappear, but would only move from one person's face to another.
He had completely recovered from the bad mood he had been in after being threatened last night.
(End of chapter)