Chapter 1117 The murder weapon
"A coming-of-age ceremony, right?" Jack probably understood what was going on. The legal drinking age in California is 21, while in Mexico it is 18.
After these American kids turn 18, they cross the border and go to Tijuana to get drunk, and some even try contraband.
"Since the two were traveling together, why did Lee die in the end, but Rosie was able to cross the border and go home safely? Does anyone think there is something wrong here?" Aubrey asked.
"Not only that." After Alice briefly investigated Lee Kern's situation, she retrieved Rosie Bantar's information.
"Interestingly, I discovered that Rosie has an Express Traveler Pass."
"What is that?" Clay asked confused.
"It can be seen as an electronic document used by people who frequently travel to and from the U.S.-Mexico border. It is limited to U.S. citizens for quick entry and exit."
As Alice explained, she entered the CBP database and pulled out a long entry and exit record.
"It was Lee Kern's first trip to Tijuana, but Rosie made the trip almost every week, and each time she went with a different group of people."
Aubrey raised his eyebrows, showing a proud expression that he had seen through everything, "An 18-year-old girl travels to and from the border so frequently, you must be thinking the same thing as me, right?"
"Drug transport?" Jubal frowned. Although he was an experienced FBI veteran, as the father of two girls, he would inevitably be emotionally affected every time he saw something like this.
"Fortunately, we landed in San Diego. After getting off the plane, Jie Jie and Aubrey went to talk to Rosie. Clay was responsible for checking the equipment. I hope we won't use these things."
The wanted criminal team inherited the excellent tradition of the BAU team. After Jubal assigned their respective tasks, except for Alice who was still busy in front of the computer, the others set up a table of mahjong in the restaurant area, standing or sitting to build the Great Wall.
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"Thank you for letting me participate in assisting in the autopsy, Granado Medical Examiner." Jack pulled the telescopic water pipe and carefully washed away the red paint on the body.
These red pigments just look a little scary, but they are not difficult to clean. They can be easily removed with ordinary water.
According to previous discussions, the seven wanted criminals team split into three groups after landing in San Diego. Jack and Hannah first crossed the border and found the medical examiner's office in Tijuana.
While cleaning, Jack carefully observed the scars on the surface of the corpse. It could be seen that most of the scars were caused after death, such as the wrists and arms that were tied with ropes.
However, he had already checked the rope, and it was just a common plastic rope. Mexico is not the United States, and there is no relatively complete criminal database, so there is no need to count on fiber comparison.
A middle-aged woman in her 50s, who Jack called the Granado forensic doctor, was examining the wound on the neck of the corpse on the other side of the stainless steel autopsy table.
She smiled at Jack when she heard this. Although her expression was blocked by the mask, she could still detect it from the smile lines in the corners of her eyes.
"Actually, I should be thanking you for your assistance, Agent Tavole. Please forgive us for our current predicament. I believe you can also see that there is a shortage of manpower here and the workload is overwhelming."
The middle-aged female forensic doctor spoke very good English, with almost no Spanish accent, and her attitude towards the two FBI agents was quite friendly.
Jack can certainly understand what she means. Tijuana is the fourth largest city in Mexico, but its crime rate is second only to Juarez. The average number of homicides alone is close to 10 per day. Hannah stood with her arms folded and watched the two people operating from a distance, her beautiful eyes wandering around, looking like she had nowhere to put them.
When the Wolfe brothers were slaughtering cows and pigs before, this Texas girl dared to join in the fun. In the past few years in the FBI, although she didn't kill as many people as others, she still wrote several shooting reports.
But she was still very uncomfortable when faced with autopsies. This psychological discomfort did not change due to human will.
Of course, let alone Hannah, even the experienced Jubal or Clay in the team, who had been on the battlefield, could not do what Jack could do while working with professional forensics and casually chatting about what to eat tonight.
Jack is not a natural anti-social personality. He has simply seen too many corpses that are too disgusting, such as the highly decomposed and strong-smelling giants.
But he has been consciously training his ability in this area, and always brings a team member with him, because only by getting used to corpses can he concentrate and avoid missing possible important clues.
Granado forensic doctor looked at Hannah and said with understanding in his tone, "I have been doing this for so many years, but I still feel a little uncomfortable every time I see a corpse.
Especially for such a young child living in the United States, he should have a brighter future. ”
"Maybe." Jack snorted coldly, not targeting the middle-aged female forensic doctor, but scraping out some white powder from the nails of the deceased's right hand.
"Is this... some kind of drug?" Granado forensic doctor took the glass dish containing the powder, took it under a desktop magnifying glass with a light and observed it, then turned around and took out several portable drug tests from the medicine cabinet. Reagent test kit.
"Leave it to me." Hannah took the initiative to take over this relatively simple task with some embarrassment.
So the Granado forensic doctor continued to work in front of the autopsy table. At this time, Jack had pulled the shadowless lamp directly above the head of the corpse.
"It seems that the cause of death has been confirmed. The carotid artery, trachea and larynx were completely severed. No other fatal injuries were found in other parts. Those abrasions showed that the deceased was tied after death."
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Granado's medical examiner nodded in agreement, but soon frowned, "But the murder weapon that caused this kind of injury seems to be unusual. The wound gradually tapered from right to left, with a limited depth but the extended length almost covered the deceased's body." Half a neck ”
Jack also leaned down and almost touched the head of the middle-aged female forensic doctor. "This shows that the murder weapon has a considerable curvature, and the wound is extremely neat. There is no sign of repeated cutting, and there are no tear marks on the edge of the skin, so it must not be Serrated dagger ”
Forensic doctor Granado made several gestures in succession, and finally stuck to the one of slitting the throat from behind. "This is the most reasonable way to exert force, but what kind of weapon can cause such a result in one blow?" A clean wound?”
Of course, it is one of the most feared weapons of capitalists. Jack took off his mask, took off his gloves, took the sticky notes on the workbench, and simply drew a sketch and showed it to the other party.
"Sickle?" The middle-aged female forensic doctor also took off her mask, showing a surprised expression.
At the same time, Hannah’s test results also came out, “These powders are cocaine.”
(End of chapter)