Chapter 257: The Prophet of the Unknown
After putting Brighton in the car, Peters breathed a sigh of relief. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ He turned around and said to Bobby solemnly, "You have to take this case seriously and close it as soon as possible." β
"Does it really matter to the Englishman?" asked Bobby, staring at the car that was moving away, "and if he is still suspicious, for example, he is an investor in the hospital, so he can put pressure on the doctor to make a name for himself during the operation." β
"Bobby!" Peters yelled sternly, "what's the matter with you!" he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice again, "the Director was brought in by the British." Do you remember the anonymous donation that the New York Police Department received early last year? It is said that the donor was later identified as this British. β
"Maybe he's just trying to get some privileges by donating money to the police?" Bobby muttered dissatisfied.
"Then why should he be anonymous?" said Peters, "he would not be a prophet of the future, knowing more than a year in advance that the old blind man would die, would he?"
Bobby grabbed his hair and didn't answer.
"Didn't you say you had just interrogated Nan? Did you ask him how long he had known the British?"
"Less than a year. Bobby said sullenly.
"Isn't that right? Anyway, you don't care what the British guys donated money for, he personally went to the bureau chief today for the purpose of urging us to investigate the case in detail. Peters waved his hand and motioned for Bobby to walk back. "I can understand your judgment, but if you think about it from another angle, isn't it crazy that the British guy went to such great lengths to find the chief superintendent to investigate his own crimes?
Bobby had to admit that there was some truth to Peters's words, and he tried to recall the faces of the Englishmen, however, there seemed to be nothing special other than a pair of green eyes and somewhat strange black hair.
"You're in luck, man. Peters suddenly laughed, "If this case is handled well, maybe you can be promoted." β
"I'll retire next year, I'll be a fart, and if you want to be promoted, you will be promoted. Bobby replied angrily, and suddenly quickened his pace.
"What's wrong?" Peters looked at him inexplicably.
"I went to the medical examiner and had a couple of questions to figure out. Bobby said without looking back.
Pushing open the gray door, Bobby saw Ted, who was busy with his head downβin front of him, a corpse with his chest cavity fully open. Although Ted blocked the corpse's head, judging from the corpse's grayish and yellowish complexion, it should be Tao's corpse. The rest of the medical examiners weren't there, and Bobby guessed they had gone to dinner.
"Isn't the report for Jim?" Ted seemed a little upset about Bobby's interruption, "Bobby, can you come back and ask me after reading it?"
"I watched. Bobby lied and said, "Myocardial infarction." β
"Yes. Ted still didn't look up, "I think he must have had a seizure in his sleep, and he was in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to call for help." Otherwise, it's hard to explain that he didn't ring the call bell in the hospital. β
Bobby walked over to the dissection table and immediately smelled a dull fishy stench. He rubbed his nose and said with a wry smile, "How do you know it's me who comes in?"
"The smell of smoke on you, Yunston's. Who likes to smoke this cigarette and doesn't like to knock on the door, but you?"
Bobby was amused, "You've got a good brain, Ted, who did you learn from?"
Ted raised his head angrily and rolled his eyes, "I'm done, say, what's the matter with me?"
Bobby thought for a moment, "Tell me about a myocardial infarction." β
"There's nothing to talk about. Ted grimaced, "The coronary arteries in my heart are blocked, and we can't supply blood, that's all." β
"I've met a few of these dead people before, but all of them had a history of heart disease, and this old blind man is said to have nothing wrong with his heart. Bobby boredly picked up a small pair of scissors from the toolbox and "clicked" with it. "He has a myocardial infarction, there must be some precursor, right?"
"Theoretically, yes. Ted glared at Bobby, "The ECG can tell it, or he usually has angina." β
Bobby shrugged, "What if none of these are available? Is it possible to have a sudden heart attack?"
"It's also possible. Ted replied, "Many patients with myocardial infarction have coronary atherosclerosis, but this deceased person did not. He doesn't have alcohol in his body, so it can't be caused by alcoholism. I wrote in my report that the cause of death was acute myocardial infarction induced by coronary artery spasm. β
"So it happened all of a sudden?"
Ted nodded, "Strenuous exercise and extreme exertion can also lead to myocardial infarction. β
But he was almost seventy years old, and he was lying in a hospital bed. β
"Myocardial infarction can occur for many reasons, from a sudden drop in temperature, emotional agitation, and even severe constipation. Ted was a little impatient, "I've already told you the cause of his death, and I'll leave the rest to you." β
Bobby stared at the small silver scissors in his hand and asked, "So, do you tend to think that he died a normal sudden death?"
"Sudden death. Ted corrected his statement.
"Does he have any anomalous substances in his body?" Bobby asked, a little reluctantly, "like anesthetics or something, could he have a myocardial infarction caused by anesthesia?"
Ted laughed, his expression helpless, as if he were looking at a retarded person. "He obviously didn't have the surgery today, what kind of anesthetic will delay for a few days before it works? A more detailed report has not yet come out, and the preliminary test has only a small amount of sedation in his body, and I don't think such a small dose will cause death. β
Bobby "coughed" a little awkwardly, and after thinking for a few seconds, he walked to the door.
"Wait a minute. Ted stopped him.
"What?" Bobby turned with a look of joy, thinking that Ted was about to add something remarkable to discover.
"Scissors stay. Ted said coldly.
Bobby grinned and put down the scissors. He returned to the large office and saw Jim leaning over his desk and chatting happily with a young female staffer.
"Looks like you've done what I told you to do. Bobby snorted coldly, "Handsome Jim?"
Jim was so frightened that he quickly straightened up, "Squadron leader." β
"Come to my office. With that, Bobby walked straight to his office.
"Did you get the surveillance footage?" asked Jim as soon as he closed the door.
"Got it, I've arranged for three people to watch it. Jim replied, "I was just about to report to you, but you have someone in your office." β
"Done it all?"
"Yes. Jim replied quickly.
"In the end, he is a young man, quick to react and full of energy. A minute ago, I was still picking up girls in Jiaoerlang, but a minute later, I entered the working state. Bobby thought to himself. "Didn't find a problem?" he continued.
"Nope. Jim shook his head, "Surveillance footage in the hallway shows that only doctors, nurses, and escorts entered Tao's hospital room before he died. A total of 4 patients were operated on in the hospital today, and no one else entered the hospital except for their family members. The ward was not monitored, but there were no suspicious people in the corridor or hall, so the murderer couldn't have flown in from the sky, right? In addition, Tao's door opened a crack at 11:35, but no one came out. β
"Could it be that Tao got sick at that time?" Bobby guessed.
"Possibly, I see that the time of death on the report is between 11 and 12 o'clock. Jim glanced at the wall clock, "Chief, haven't you eaten yet?"
"Where is the time?" said Bobby, smiling wryly.
"I'm going to get you some donuts, someone ordered too many at noon and put them in the fridge. Jim said as he walked out.
"No, I don't have much appetite right now. Bobby waved his hand, "I'll think about it." Tao died in his hospital bed. β
"Well, that's what the doctors and nurses say. Jim said.
"The blind man was about to go out, then he had a heart attack, went back to bed and lay down, and died unexpectedly. Bobby unconsciously rubbed the desk calendar on the table, "It seems reasonable." β
"Boss, seriously, I don't think there's anything to investigate in this case. Jim scratched his head, "Ted, they all thought it was sudden death. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "And you're not a citizen, so there's no need to investigate so deeply, right?"
Bobby put the calendar back in its place, "Those two are still in the interrogation room?"
"Yes, I heard that the woman wanted to come out and make trouble just now, but she was dissuaded by her husband. Jim grinned, "To be honest, I don't like that woman very much." β
"You go and get the fingerprints and DNA test results. Bobby groaned and stood up. "Let's go straight to the interrogation room later, I'll be there. β
"DNA isn't that fast, boss, have you forgotten?" said Jim.
"You have a good memory. Then send the fingerprints first. Bobby sarcastically said.
When Bobby pushed open the door to the interrogation room, Tao Baihe was chattering and whining at Nan Zeyu. As soon as they saw him, both husband and wife stood up.
"Isn't it too long for you to wait?" Nan Zeyu said dissatisfiedly, "I almost thought you had left us here on purpose." β
"Of course not!" Bobby smiled stylized, "I just went to get the autopsy report, and it was a bit of a struggle, but now it's fine." β
"What does the autopsy report say?"
"The deceased suffered a sudden myocardial infarction and died suddenly. Bobby said, gesturing for the two to sit down.
Nan Zeyu quickly translated this sentence, Tao Baihe stood up, she pointed to Bobby's nose, and scolded, "My dad has never had a heart attack, never! What do your forensic doctors eat, will they come to this kind of brain-dead conclusion? If you can't find the cause of death, you can say that you have a heart attack?
Nan Zeyu hurriedly grabbed the angry Tao Baihe, "You listen to others first, okay? You can't solve the problem if you keep losing your temper." β
Tao Baihe glared at Nan Zeyu angrily, but the latter just looked at her with a calm and waveless gaze. She suddenly felt a burst of confusion, although she had always been very strong, but she didn't dare to really make a big fuss with Nan Zeyu - Nan Zeyu's ability, she knew a little bit in her heart. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but close her mouth, and then sat down dazedly.
"I'm sorry, please continue. β
Nan Zeyu's calmness made Bobby a little puzzled, "Usually, sons-in-law will try to show grief after the death of their father-in-law, even if they pretend, you are really a weirdo, Nan." He said bluntly.
"I don't have to pretend, I'm really sad, but I prefer to find out the truth as soon as possible. Nan Zeyu looked directly at Bobby, "And, I believe in the qualifications of a New York forensic examiner." β
"This person is either a psychologically top-notch pervert or really innocent. Bobby thought to himself. He hesitated, "We have checked the surveillance footage, and there were no suspicious people all morning, and no one else entered the deceased's ward except for the medical staff." At 11:35 a.m., the deceased opened the door but did not come out, and we judged that he had a sudden myocardial infarction at that time. This is also corroborated by the forensic autopsy report. β
"What about fingerprints?" asked Nan Zeyu impatiently.
"My people went to get the results. Bobby said, stood up, and slowly paced to Nan Zeyu's side. "What more clues can you give? You and you have been alone for so long, which should be enough for you to recall. β
"I don't have much to say. Nan Zeyu replied, "I have already said everything I can say." β
Tao Baihe was quite impatient when she saw the two arguing with each other, and she vaguely felt that Bobby's attitude had changed subtly compared to before. She had been waiting in the interrogation room for so long, and she was already full of resentment, and now she was even more angry when she saw Bobby's arrogant face.
But before she could figure out how to fix this annoying foreigner, the foreigner had already walked to her side.
Bobby turned his face at Tao Baihe, but said to Nan Zeyu, "Since that's the case, then I won't go around in circles." If there is no abnormality in the fingerprint test and no abnormality in the DNA test tomorrow, then the case can be closed. He paused, but Nan Zeyu did not object, nor did he translate it to Tao Baihe.
Bobby was a little surprised, and he stubbornly continued: "If you want to protect your rights, then I suggest you find a lawyer and claim compensation from the hospital." As for how and how much to pay, that's a lawyer's business. In short, for non-citizens, the NYPD has been very responsible. β
Nan Zeyu was silent, and Bobby waited awkwardly for a while before returning to his seat.
"What did the foreigner say?" After Bobby sat down, Tao Baihe couldn't wait to ask.
"Knock knock. There was a knock on the door, and the three of them looked at the door together. Bobby walked over and opened the door and took the report from Jim, "Don't go yet." β
Bobby hurried to the last page, and after a few seconds, he let out a sigh of relief. "Unfortunately, no fingerprints were found other than medical staff and the deceased. β
Nan Zeyu's reaction didn't seem to be surprised. He looked at Tao Baihe, "The police checked the fingerprints in the room, as well as the surveillance video of the hospital, and there is nothing suspicious." Bai He, prepare for the aftermath for Dad, I'll think about compensation. β