Nine Chapters of the Newcomer's Golden Sentence, Whether It Is Biological or Not

Lu Ke moved quickly on his hands and spread a thick layer of peanut butter on his toast.

It will be very busy today, and he will not eat enough for breakfast. He is afraid that his legs will be weak from hunger at noon.

He habitually stabbed in his mouth: "Then what do you mean, as long as today is past, I can be late?"

The toast in Robert's mouth almost didn't come out, he coughed several times, and forced a mouthful of milk before he recovered.

His bickering rarely wins over Lu Ke, because his ideas are always less clear than someone else's.

The talk of the two of them didn't stop there, there were a lot of things to do today.

After Robert finished eating the toast, he got up and urged him after drinking the milk. Lu Ke drank the milk in a few gulps, and went out with half of the toast left unfinished.

Catherine hurried out over there: "Aren't you coming back for dinner at noon?"

Robert: "No, just buy something outside."

Lu Ke smiled, and quickly took a large kraft paper bag from Catherine's hand, and gave her a mouthful of breadcrumbs on her forehead: "Oh, that's great. Thank you for preparing me alone. lunch."

Robert's face darkened immediately.

It turned out that Catherine just made a little more, and wanted them to take it and eat a little when she was hungry.

Seeing the two men, one with a black face and one laughing, got into the car, a smile appeared on Catherine's face.

The two went to work together and felt a lot more at ease.

They are the people she cares about the most. Taking care of each other should reduce the danger.

Of course, Robert may still take care of Luke now, but judging from Luke's performance since childhood, he and Robert will soon be able to take care of each other.

Catherine never doubted that.

The police car sped toward Knox.

There was no forensic doctor in the town, so an autopsy had to be sent to Knox's forensic department.

But Knox's forensic department is just average. If it can't be solved, it depends on whether the town sends it to a more professional forensic department, such as Houston.

America and China are different.

Their administrative divisions are, in descending order, prefectures, counties, and cities, followed by smaller towns and villages.

But the law enforcement system works backwards.

The county sheriff and the state police do not care about the village and town police stations and the city police stations.

Moreover, the town police station is not under the management of the city police station, let alone the county police station, but is directly responsible to the townspeople, and the salaries of the police officers in the town are also allocated by the town's administrative system.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for cases to be robbed between police stations.

After all, police stations across the country do not have a direct relationship between superiors and subordinates. Even if the FBI goes to handle cases all over the country, they are often confronted by the local police stations, thinking that they are here to interfere in matters within their purview.

The town police station is only responsible to the residents of the town. Once a case occurs, it is best to solve it by yourself.

Unless it cannot be resolved and the impact is bad, the local police department will not generally hand over the case handling power to other departments, whether this department is the FBI or other police departments.

Robert rushed to Knox to see the autopsy in such a hurry to determine the nature of the case as soon as possible.

If the girl accidentally drowned herself, it has little to do with the police.

If it is man-made, he must solve the case as soon as possible.

The town hasn't had a murder case for many years, especially since it was the daughter of a resident of the town who died, so I couldn't relax.

The sooner the case is solved, the more it can be shown that the police officers of the small town police station are not salary thieves.

Speeding all the way, the police car arrived at the Knox Police Station in less than an hour.

However, the forensic department is not in the police station, but in a four-story building next door.

Whether that's because the Knox cops also didn't want a morgue in the basement is unknown.

After getting off the car, Robert did not go in immediately, but looked at Lu Ke: "You know,

Do you need to pay attention to being a police officer? "

Lu Ke pondered for a moment, then replied, "Listen more, read more, talk less and move less?"

Robert: "...Damn, where did you hear it? Well, this is so right, and it's very concise. It's decided, you are not allowed to say this to others in the future, I will use it to train me subordinate."

Lu Ke: ... Can I say that this is the most commonly used newcomer's golden sentence in the official texts I read in the last life?

After reporting his name and position, Robert took Lu Ke and found Room 3 according to the instructions of the aunt at the reception.

The so-called room three is the third autopsy room.

Robert didn't have any scruples. He just knocked on the door a few times and pushed in.

A middle-aged man in his forties saw Robert and just nodded: "You're here, wait a while, let me finish this cup of freshly ground coffee."

Robert:—_—!

Lu Ke: (⊙_⊙?)

Is there something wrong? Lu Ke felt deeply suspicious, did he come from a coffee shop?

Robert didn't look very good, but he didn't have a seizure. Instead, he lowered his voice: "That's how he behaves. Before starting work in the morning, he has to make himself a cup of freshly ground coffee. If he doesn't drink this, he won't be able to get up all day."

Lu Ke lowered his voice even lower: "Are you sure he said coffee?"

Robert's cheeks twitched: "He never touches those things, including weeds. I think for him, coffee feels almost like weeds, and he is addicted to these things. "

Lu Ke was silent.

But it's not over yet.

While waiting for the freshly brewed coffee to be ready, the middle-aged man turned on the stereo on the desk. The sound was not particularly loud, but it was very clear in this extremely quiet autopsy room.

It's a violin piece. Lu Ke couldn't tell which one it was. He wasn't interested in it.

However, the song is surprisingly good.

Thirty minutes later, the middle-aged man took out a small cup of coffee and drank it without any intention of sharing it with Robert.

But Robert was no longer impatient. He knew the temper of the man in front of him, and he was not in a hurry to kill him.

Who let people have the ability! Well, the fact is that this guy is the only official medical examiner in Knox City.

The middle-aged man put away his set of coffee drinkers, and then looked at Lu Ke for a moment: "Newcomer?"

Robert: "My kid, Luke. He's also a police officer, his first day at work today. Mars, can you hurry up?"

The middle-aged man was amazed: "Hehe, he brought me here on the first day of work, are you sure it was his own?"

Lu Ke smiled without saying a word, and implemented the policy that he seldom said. Isn't there Robert next to him?

Sure enough, Robert's face darkened: "Mars, don't make fun of my family."

The middle-aged man named Mars was stunned for a moment, then smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm used to joking with those bitches in the bureau. You know, Hank... er, forget about it."