An hour later.

The three arrived at Sacramento City Hospital.

Coordinates, psychiatric ward.

Mark crossed his arms and looked at Patrick, who was lying quietly on the hospital bed with messy blond hair, but did not speak.

When Patrick and his wife got married, Mark and the three were there to celebrate.

If memory serves.

Patrick's wedding gift, Mark, is given a mask that is also considered a work of art, counting on Patrick to cover up his appearance when he makes a cameo appearance as an imposter psychic.

It's just that......

Not everyone likes to keep a low profile these days.

Mark couldn't help but sigh.

Isn't provoking a serial murderer on the TV without any scruples looking for excitement?

Why bother.

Money is just like that, just enough.

For example, Mark.

He forgot how much money he had now.

There was a pause.

Mark retracted his gaze and looked at the little policeman sitting on the chair outside the ward, and said lightly, "How long have you been in a coma?" ”

The little policeman seemed a little nervous and stood up and replied, "The nurse just gave him a shot of tranquilization half an hour ago, sir! ”

Mark nodded.

Suddenly faced with such a change, even an ordinary person would collapse.

What's more, it was Patrick's childhood sweetheart's wife and his own daughter who died.

Merely?

The autopsy results have not come out, how can you be sure that the lost wife is your wife?

Mark looked at Brian and handed over the folder he had just flipped through in his hand and asked, "Why is the autopsy report not in the file?" ”

Brian was stunned for a moment, whispered that it was impossible, and then flipped through it.

Ten seconds later.

Brian looked up and said with some confusion: "It shouldn't be, did you forget to put it inside?" ”

Mark looked at Brian's somewhat confused eyes and asked directly, "Didn't you take a look at it after you got it?" ”

Brian shook his head and said, "I'll pick you up with Matt after I get this document." ”

“…… When did you arrive? ”

"Yesterday."

“……”

Mark was speechless, turned his head to look at Patrick, who was still unconscious and frowning, and said lightly to Brian and Matt, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Sacramento City Police Department."

The police station is just two blocks away from Sacramento City Hospital.

As a matter of fact.

If you pay attention, almost all police stations in the country are not far from a hospital......

Holding his federal ID, Mark walked directly into the police station's sheriff's office unimpeded.

A short time later, a guy with a beard and a big belly who was more of a politician than a sheriff walked in.

As soon as they met, they shook hands with Mark to welcome them.

After the pleasantries.

The sheriff rubbed his nose and looked at Mark and asked curiously, "The FBI intends to take over this case?" ”

Mark waved his hand directly.

Again, that's the same sentence.

In general, Mark is reluctant to rob other law enforcement agencies.

Or to put it another way.

Mark was too lazy to grab.

He has solved too many cases, relying on the serial murder cases, terrorist attack cases, and financial cases he has solved in the past...... Enough for him to enjoy the aura bonus.

What's more, this is California, not New York.

Even if it is to be robbed, it should be robbed by the FBI in California, and it will not be the turn of the FBI in New York.

But.

Mark just waved his hand at the sheriff and said, "However, if you want to take it over, I'm happy to give it to you, but this case is not in our hands." ”

Mark glanced at the sheriff in surprise.

Frankly.

Serial murders, while they sound horrifying, are like a piece of delicious fat to local law enforcement agencies.

This thing represents capital, the capital of promotion.

It's not just a serial murder case, any case that hits the media is a fat meat in the eyes of countless law enforcement agencies.

When Mark first debuted, in order to be able to achieve promotion at the speed of light, and in order to give his seniors a reason, he didn't know how much fat he snatched from the mouths of law enforcement agencies around the country.

So Mark was surprised why the case was not in their hands, and the sheriff didn't have any annoyance in his eyes.

The sheriff laughed and directly explained to Mark: "As soon as this year is over, I will retire." ”

Mark was stunned.

All right.

This guy is all about getting himself out of the woods before he retires.

After leaving the police station.

Mark asks Debbie to bring up the sheriff's information.

As he expected.

The sheriff, who will retire next year, was born in the office, and then sat in the position of sheriff in the office struggle all the way.

A typical office politician.

Not a sheriff.

That's right.

In the end, he didn't come from solving crimes.

This is to replace any law enforcement officer on the front line.

Hehe.

Case robbery?

Give it a try.

After putting on his sunglasses, Mark looked at the sunset overhead, turned to Brian and Matt, and said, "California is the territory of you two guys, please have a good meal." ”

Brian frowned and said, "Not going to the hospital?" ”

Mark shook his head.

I only had a shot of calming forty-five minutes ago, how could I wake up so quickly.

Besides.

With Patrick's feelings for Redra, even if he is sober, he will continue to be nervous, and it will inevitably be another plan to calm down.

Not to mention.

People suddenly come to the Great Joy Party after the Great Compassion, and the play is completely over.

Thinking about the information provided by the sheriff just now, Mark got into the car and dialed a phone directly inside the Navy compound.

The phone was answered in a short time.

"Hello!" There was a London greeting on the phone.

Mark smiled and said, "Doctor Mallard, it's me, Mark Louis." ”

The other side of the phone was slightly stunned and then asked happily, "Mark?" This time, I won't be introduced to a beautiful lady. ”

Mark smiled.

After a few small talks, Mark directly explained his intentions and said, "Doctor, the last time you went to the National Forensic Federation, you heard Kate say that you played cards with the forensic doctors here in the California capital?" ”

"Oh, you mean Dr. Rick, yes, I remember."

"That's right, I came across a case here, unfortunately the victim's body has been cremated, it was signed by this Dr. Rick, can you help me ask why?"

"Of course, is there a name?"

"Yes, Redra and Sherlock."

"Okay, I'll help you ask."

"Excuse me, Dr. Mallard."

After hanging up the phone, Mark narrowed his eyes thoughtfully as he looked out the window at the darkening sky.

Half ringing.

Mark turned his head sideways to look at Brian, who was driving, and asked with a smile, "Brian, I want you something." ”

“…… What the? Brian answered as he drove.

Mark asked, "If your substation finds the body, will it be cremated without the victim's family signing it?" ”

"Of course not." Brian replied without thinking.

Mark shrugged.

Yes.

Then why was it that Patrick's wife and daughter were cremated in less than three days?

Interesting......

Mark's gaze fell on the receding landscape, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.