Chapter 2044 Female Agent 17
Dr. Brown is dead, dead in the laboratory.
He was sitting in the bathroom in the bathroom. The plastic tarpaulin was open and not closed, so he could see it at a glance.
Dr. Brown wears a lab coat, a shirt and tie, a gas mask with circular filters on both sides, and a medical disposable cap. Unlike those science geeks, he is always meticulously dressed.
Wearing glasses, his head was slightly lowered, and the water from the bathroom shower kept pouring on him.
His right hand had his wrist cut, and his left hand held a sharp scalpel. The water had washed away all the blood and flowed into the sewer.
Dr. Brown's face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and his lips had no color at all. The flesh on his wrist where he cut it was tumbling and translucent.
Dr. Brown was the only one in the laboratory, with all the doors and windows closed, and two people sent by the Federal Bureau of Investigation were guarding the outside.
The surveillance was called up and Dr. Brown was doing tests when he suddenly lost control and kept scratching the wrist of his right hand with his left hand. He also pulled off the plastic gloves and continued scratching, so there were several scratch marks next to the wound. In about twenty seconds, less than half a minute, he picked up the scalpel he had put aside for slicing samples and rushed into the bathroom.
While picking up the scalpel, he knocked over the instrument box in a hurry, and all the metal instruments inside fell to the ground.
The light in the bathroom came on, and Dr. Brown went in and never came out.
By the time he was discovered, Dr. Brown had expired and his heart had stopped beating.
But it was not considered a cool death, because warm water kept spraying from the water pipe through the shower head and poured on the body.
If it weren't for what happened before, everyone would think this was another suicide.
One person from the evidence collection team closed the main valve of the water pipe, and the gurgling water finally stopped. There was no blood coming out of the wound. The poor man probably had almost all the blood in his body drained out.
The next thing to do was to be handed over to the evidence collection team. Xining and Karak carefully moved to the laboratory outside.
Xining raised his eyebrows at Karak, wouldn't something happen?
On the test table, there are also samples sent from the Federal Bureau of Investigation, sealed in special plastic bags. A member of the evidence collection team was gently brushing it with a brush to collect fingerprints.
Karak glanced at the sample bag a few more times. Except for the contents of the sample bag, nothing that can cause suicide has been found so far.
All letters and express delivery here are strictly monitored, and the delivered items are first opened by specialized personnel. Even letters will be put into sealed plastic bags and then handed over to Dr. Brown.
Dr. Brown wore a gas mask throughout the entire process, which is special and has excellent isolation. It can resist airborne viruses and can also block extremely fine dust. It is the kind that can block smoke, dust and poisonous gases during fire escapes and chemical coal.
But Dr. Brown still won the bid, it was so abominable!
Outside the door of the laboratory stood the security guard and person in charge who were on duty at night. They are easy to recognize, one is wearing a black security uniform and the other is wearing a black suit.
Karak walked up to the security guard with his injured leg slightly crooked: "Were you on duty last night? The laboratory monitoring should be connected to the duty room where you work. Why did you find out so late?"
The monitoring in the laboratory is different from that in other places. Other places only have monitoring but are not connected to computers. The laboratory is a special place. Sometimes in order to find out the cause of the failure, or if you have questions about the operation process, you can play it back and check it at any time, so it is also placed and saved synchronously on a computer in the laboratory. Regardless of whether it was in the laboratory or not, the surveillance in the duty room should have seen Dr. Brown's abnormal situation. If he ran over as soon as he noticed something was wrong, Dr. Brown might still be able to save him. After all, he was cutting his wrists, not wiping his neck or stabbing his heart. This kind of person must have studied medicine. The blood vessels must be cut in place and the heart position will not be wrong.
The security guard lowered his head with shame: "I fell asleep."
The time of the crime was 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, which is when it is easiest to fall asleep. There are two Fobolers at the entrance of the laboratory. There are surveillance cameras starting from the entrance of the school. There are also four groups of patrol security guards patrolling the campus with big black-backed dogs.
That's why the security guard missed it due to a nap, until the graduate students in the laboratory arrived at 7:30 in the morning and started cleaning and making preparations. When I heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, I thought the doctor who had been working all night was taking a shower. After cleaning, I felt something was not right. Even if I was taking a shower, I wouldn't leave the door open. After shouting a few times, I walked in and ran out screaming.
The person in charge of security glared at the security guard, this was a troublesome matter.
Xining frowned slightly and turned his gaze to the corridor. This corridor was not very long and at the end was the main door of the entire building. A warning cordon has been put up outside the door.
She suddenly thought of something: "Aren't there two more people outside the door, and nothing unusual was found?"
The registrar, who had arrived first, held the record book in his hand and flipped through it: "The two of them sat outside the door all night and heard nothing unusual."
"That's wrong!" Looking around this environment where the soundproofing was not very good, Karak immediately noticed something keenly.
The corridor outside the door is also monitored. The two Fobolers moved two chairs, placed them on the left and right sides of the door, and sat down one at a time. They chatted, smoked, ate takeout, drank coffee, and when they had nothing to talk about, they sat quietly... until they fell asleep.
And the time when they were sitting on the chairs, leaning against the wall behind them, motionless, was exactly twelve o'clock in the evening!
Yes, it's midnight again. They were asleep, just like the security guards, asleep, so they didn't hear Dr. Brown's panicked screams or the sound of metal instruments falling to the floor.
An hour later, the surveillance video showed that the two people slowly woke up, lit a cigarette with each other, and continued to sit through the rest of the long night.
The security guard also confirmed that he fell asleep for an hour. When he woke up, he subconsciously glanced at the surveillance cameras on the wall and the electronic clock next to him. It was one o'clock at this time. He also saw two Forbols lighting cigarettes and chatting in the corridor.
The synchronization of time is eerie to watch, as if there is a pair of invisible hands controlling everything in an unknown place. Let the person who can save Dr. Brown fall asleep at the same time and wake up at the same time.
If a large artery is cut and blood loss is excessive, death will occur within half an hour...an hour. With Dr. Brown's deep wound, even if it is discovered, it will be difficult to save.
After the security guard woke up, he did not see Dr. Brown in the laboratory under surveillance. He thought Dr. Brown had gone to sleep in the dressing room, and there was no surveillance there.
The two people outside the door thought nothing happened and continued to sit there and wait.
All of this was done without revealing anything. If they didn't know in advance that it was a murder, another "suicide", or they killed the professionals who assisted them in handling the case... Karak was so angry that he couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly. If he knew that the murderer was Who, it is difficult to guarantee at this moment, will not blow this guy's head off with one shot.
Knowing that it must be murder, now we need to find out how to poison him!
(End of chapter)