When Jack arrives at the medical examiner's office, Mike Taylor's female deputy, Stella Bonaschilla, is also present, and on the dissecting table lies the corpse of a disemboweled male.

A thin old man with gray hair and black-rimmed glasses was busy under the shadowless lamp, scooping the contents of the deceased's stomach with a long-handled spoonful spoon.

Normally, the forensic doctor may not wear a mask when he goes to the scene, especially when he encounters a fresh corpse, but when he goes to the autopsy table, the basic protective equipment will be fully equipped.

No one knows whether the corpse suffered from any infectious disease before death, and it is inevitable that tissue or blood will splash out during the dissection, and when encountering a corpse with severe corruption or even giants, a breathing mask with a disposable filter and goggles are also necessary.

It can be seen that CSI is really busy here, the case that happened three days ago, the body has only started to be autopsied at this time, Jack and Stella said hello, and the two stood by together and watched the old forensic doctor spoon by spoon, and took out a whole large glass jar.

"Normally starch is easily broken down by stomach acid, but because the deceased ate so much, I can even find small pieces of bread, see?"

The old forensic doctor scooped a semi-solid piece of almost unrecognizable shape into a glass dish with a small spoon and showed it to Stella.

Jack put on his gloves and, with permission, carefully took the large glass jar from his hand, frowning to discern the contents.

"It looks like steak, asparagus, some vegetable salad and corn, and it looks like Mrs. Carter is quite a good housewife."

Although the old forensic doctor couldn't see his expression clearly while wearing a mask, a trace of excitement about meeting a confidant could be seen from his raised eyebrows, "You know what? I've always marveled at how corn kernels resist stomach acid and end up traveling through the entire digestive tract. ”

Jack also shared a little story with a lot of bad taste, "You know what? There's a Florida guy who wants to know this answer as much as you do, so he did an experiment with enoki mushrooms and corn kernels, and finally concluded that corn kernels digest faster than enoki mushrooms.

It only takes three cycles of corn kernels, and it takes a full fifteen enoki mushrooms to fully digest them."

"That's enough for you two." Stella, who had not changed her face at all in front of the corpse, also couldn't stand the bad taste of these two people, and hurriedly interrupted.

"Can we get back to business? According to the confession of his wife Deborah Carter, before she did it, her husband Kevin Carter had just sat down at the table and only ate a bite of bagels, which is the piece of DNA that we found suspected of being a third party, so where did the food in his stomach come from? ”

The old forensic doctor Hammerbeck shrugged his shoulders unconcernedly, "That's your job, I can only tell you that this husband ate the food less than 20 minutes before he died." ”

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When Danny Reagan rushed to the CSI lab with an excited expression, he was met with two guys who were intently analyzing the dishes on the computer screen.

"What are you doing?"

"Shhhh Stella turned her head and shushed at him, "Wait, it's your turn to work soon." ”

Then she continued to look through the photos of the scene, "There were at least half a pound of asparagus scattered on the floor, usually the size of two people, the amount of creamy corn bisque looked like a lot, and the steak was whole." ”

Jack pointed to the salad plate that had escaped the disaster and did not bring it off the table with the cloth, saying, "The salad has not been stirred, and it has not been touched at first glance, and although the plate has broken a lot, it is basically clean."

The same goes for the silver knives and forks, well, except for the steak knife that stabbed the deceased seventeen, but the steak knife was theoretically clean, with blood sticking to it instead of grease. ”

"Wow, seventeen knives, is this the end of an 8-year marriage?" Danny picked up the case file in the hands of the two of them and flipped through it, letting out an exclamation.

"It's like Ling and Linda's marriage is shorter than this, it's all love." Jack's exclamation drew sideways glances from both Stella and Danny.

Stella frowned at him in confusion, "What are you talking about?" ”

"A rich middle-class life, comfortable and comfortable, if Deborah Carter married her husband just because of the money, she would pretend she hadn't found anything, put the ring back in the box, hang up the clothes, and sit down to continue with the steak and the fine bottle of Merlot."

Jack's eloquent words made Danny's face change, and he immediately pursed his lips, "Hate because of love, this kind of thing doesn't seem to be limited to couples, I think you should be more worried about this than I do." ”

"Uh" Jack didn't expect the boomerang to fly back so fast, is it really the relationship that is fast enough to be the first year of the boomerang?

"OK, anyway, we need to find evidence that a third person is present." Stella walked over to a rectangular forensic examination table, covered it with a white cloth, moved a chair, and motioned for Danny to stand next to her.

"Now, you're the deceased Kevin Carter, who, according to Mrs. Carter, just got home and couldn't wait to grab the bagel from the basket from the table and take a bite."

As she spoke, she met Danny from the other side and put her arms around his neck, Danny picked up a roll of duct tape from the table and pretended to take a bite, and Stella slapped his hand like a coquettish wife, and the latter put the half-bitten "bread" back on the table.

"You've been traveling a lot lately, and I've prepared a sumptuous dinner with a burning fire in my heart." Stella waved at a table of folders and duct tape and other miscellaneous items.

Danny continued to perform after her, "And I'm a great actor, and even though I've had a full meal, my pretending to be greedy just now easily fooled you, and then I'm careless." ”

As he spoke, he took off his coat and casually placed it on the back of the chair, then turned his back to the two of them, signaling for himself to leave the venue temporarily.

Stella picked up his coat and began to perform in kind, because the guy's coat was really empty, "Look, what did I find?" A ring box and a card.

I smiled and opened the card first, thinking it was a little surprise from my husband, but I was surprised to find that it said 'For my favorite Kevin', I was shocked and opened the ring box again, and found that it was a male ring inlaid with peridot, and immediately understood everything! ”

The husband, who didn't know about this, washed up and returned to the dining table.

Danny pulled out a chair and sat down, and Stella circled around the table before returning to him, holding a plastic tray in her hand with a small petri dish on it pretending to be a ring, and hiding her other hand behind her.

Danny was suddenly "shocked" and subconsciously raised his hands, but before he could raise his hand halfway, Stella roared angrily, and the stapler in her other hand was raised high, and changed to a two-handed grip, stabbing Danny in the chest.

Her strength was so great that she directly knocked Danny and the chair to the ground, if it weren't for Jack's tacit understanding of stretching out his foot to help hook the back of the chair and gently block it, I am afraid that he would not be stunned.

Danny did not forget the confession record he had just seen in the case file, and as he fell, he subconsciously grabbed the white cloth on the table with his right hand, and suddenly a burst of people flipped on his back, and the bits and pieces of the dishes used to pretend on the table also fell to the ground.

Stella didn't stop there, and rode on Danny, the stapler in her hand still "stabbed" again and again.

"Crackling!" There was a round of applause, and it was clear that Jack was not the only one watching the show, and the other researchers in the lab, including Mike Taylor, who had just returned from the police station, applauded.

"To be honest, it's a shame you don't go to Broadway to submit your resume." Jack reached out and pulled Danny from the ground with a wry smile on his face, turned to look at the mess in front of him, and shrugged at Stella.

"Whether it's from the physical evidence at the scene or from Mrs. Carter's confession, that's pretty much how the whole thing happened, so where did the half of the bread and the third-person DNA on the handle of the knife come from?"

Mike Taylor asked, picking up the roll of tape on the ground and shaking it at the three of them.

"I have an idea." Jack and Stella looked at each other and spoke.

(End of chapter)