Open the file brought back from the office.
Catch the eye.
A photo of a corpse wrapped in a body bag with a bullet hole in the eyebrow, looking like an executed person, came into view.
The body was found in the incinerator of a New York prison and did not belong to any registered body, so the young apprentice who was replacing his master at the time reported it after discovering it.
Immediately following.
The case was handed over to the New York Police Department and then, in the afternoon, fell into Lake's hands.
"Another anonymous person!"
Lake rubbed his eyebrows and took a look at the preliminary inspection report. The fingerprints of this body were not in the fingerprint database. Cases like this where there is no identity record of the body are the most troublesome.
I still prefer simple and rough cases.
Compared to anonymous cases that might take a lot of time to investigate, Lake prefers simple and brutal murders or serial killings.
That kind of case basically doesn't require any brainpower, just catch the suspect and get to work.
Not like this?
If we want to find the truth of this case, the first step is to find out this guy's name. Also, the crematorium is definitely not the first crime scene.
Just then.
His girlfriend Maureen appeared at the door of the study, seeming a little annoyed because of what happened at home in Los Angeles. Then, without saying a word, she just hooked her finger at Lake.
Lake's eyes lit up, and with a snap, he closed the file in front of him, stood up, and hurriedly chased after his girlfriend who turned and left the study.
Solving a case isn't as fun as having a girlfriend.
Anyway, the guy is dead, so it's okay to wait all night.
the next day.
Lake and his girlfriend Maureen came to the police station building together.
Girlfriend up.
Lake goes down.
The basement of the police station building is where the police archives, miscellaneous items, and the forensic office are located. It seems that the forensic office of every law enforcement agency is located in the basement.
Is this a tradition?
Medical Examiner's Office.
Olivia, with her medium-length silver hair, unusually pale face and sweet appearance, looked at Lake who came in and greeted him.
Lake walked in and looked at the body on the autopsy table in front of Olivia. "Did the prison send the body over?"
Olivia hummed. "I'm just about to do an autopsy, so don't ask me for any clues. He just arrived, and I haven't met him face to face yet."
Lake sipped the coffee he bought that morning: "You know I won't rush you."
Anyway, Anonymous is dead.
There is no difference between solving the case one day earlier and one day later. Besides, having a case on hand can give Lake an excuse to skip work and do his own business.
Solve the case?
Oh.
The death of all the old beauties has nothing to do with Lake.
only...
When Olivia opened the body bag in front of her, revealing an anonymous person who had been dead for five or six days and had a strong smell, Lake suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Nothing else.
An object has been activated.
[bite!]
[Detected the existence of replicable skills, searching, extracting replicable skills]
[Extraction successful.]
[Adrenaline boost - stimulate your potential, making you faster and jumping faster...]
[Gun Fighting Technique - A powerful ability that combines physical skills, gun skills, and sword skills. It is so powerful and terrifying. With precise calculations, it launches the most damaging attack at the position where it will cause the least damage to itself. It can shoot at blind spots anywhere around it. It is unpredictable and strange.]
[Withdraw/Cancel]
"…"
Nonsense, this shit must be extracted.
extract!
Buzz!
Lake's tiger body shook!
Olivia glanced at Lake, who was shaking his body like a tiger, trying to exude some kind of domineering aura, and rolled her eyes. "Last night was another vegetable day? I was so exhausted. I left a burger from yesterday in the fridge."
Lake: "…"
Information on adrenaline stimulation and gun fighting techniques poured into Lake's database, and his mind was like countless streams of information on a computer screen being refreshed.
soon.
Lake stopped vibrating, taking in the information from the two skills, and raised an eyebrow. Before he could get ecstatic, he coughed violently upon hearing Olivia's words: "What do you mean by 'exhausted'? My physique is indestructible."
Olivia laughed and said, "Do you want a burger?"
Lake raised his eyebrows: "Yes."
Olivia: "…"
Why not?
Although there was not much energy replenished last night, Lake felt that he was still far from being weak. However, he still felt a little unwell after not eating meat for nearly a few hours.
After a while.
Lake drank coffee and ate the hamburger that Olivia had put in the refrigerator. He sat on a chair beside him and watched Olivia performing the dissection over there.
His eyes...fell on the body being dissected.
With his adrenaline rush, Lake didn't think of anything.
But gun fighting?
Isn't this the textile factory's signature skill?
so...
What is this thing?
Lake seemed to have thought of something. He stood up, walked closer, and looked carefully at the face of the corpse being dissected, which was somewhat unrecognizable after five days of dissection.
With a ding sound.
Walking in from outside, newly hired Detective Joe Martinez looked up and saw this scene.
Olivia dissected the body with a burning expression on her face.
Next to the corpse...
Lake held a cup of coffee in one hand and a hamburger in the other. He took a sip of coffee and a bite of hamburger, his eyes fixed on the corpse being disemboweled, and ate with relish.
The scene was very scary at one point.
Joe Martinez was silent for a while, then coughed with the courage he had to be assassinated by these two men.
Lake and Olivia came back to look.
Olivia looked at Joe Martinez. "Hello, who are you looking for?"
Lake said to Olivia, "Detective Joe Martinez, who was new yesterday and from George's team, will be with me on this case for now. He'll return to the first team once George's mission is finished."
Olivia nodded without saying anything else, and lowered her head again to dissect the body in front of her. She took out the various parts, weighed them, recorded them, and then put them away in different categories.
Joe Martinez walked up to Lake and said, "Detective Edwin, don't you think it's disrespectful to eat in front of a corpse? Or do you have any special hobbies?"
Lake tried hard to find the face of the corpse and compare it with the movie face in his database. After hearing these words, he unconsciously hummed and said, "It tastes delicious."
Joe Martinez's face darkened.
Enjoy your meal?
Are you crazy?
Detective Martinez said sternly, "Inspector Edwin, please maintain the professional ethics of a police officer, otherwise I will..."
The words haven't been finished yet.
Detective Joe Martinez watched as Lake turned and walked toward the office door.
…
PS: The corpse - from "Wanted", the guy at the beginning who was only handsome for a minute before being shot in the head!