Lu Ke's hands moved quickly, spreading a thick layer of peanut butter on his toast.

Today will definitely be very busy. If he doesn't eat a full breakfast, he is afraid that he will be hungry and weak at noon.

However, he habitually nitpicked in his mouth: 'So you mean, as long as today passes, I can be late?'

Robert almost spat out the toast in his mouth, coughed several times, barely took a sip of milk, and finally recovered.

He rarely wins against Lu Ke in bickering because his thinking is always not as unique as someone else's.

The two of them stopped talking and had a lot of things to do today.

Robert finished the toast and drank the milk, then stood up to urge. Lu Ke finished the milk in a few sips and left with half of the unfinished toast.

Catherine hurriedly walked out over there and asked, 'Aren't you coming back for lunch?'

Robert: "No, just buy something outside."

Lu Ke chuckled and quickly took a large kraft paper bag from Catherine's hand. He then took a bite of her forehead with his mouth full of bread crumbs and said, "Oh, that's great. Thank you for preparing lunch for me alone."

Robert's face immediately turned black.

It turned out that Catherine had just made a little more and wanted them to bring it so that they could eat a little when they were hungry.

Watching two men, one with a black face and the other giggling, get into the car, Catherine smiled.

The two of them went to work together and felt much more at ease.

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

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

Catherine never doubted this.

The police car quickly headed towards Knox.

There is no forensic doctor in the small town, so the autopsy can only be sent to Knox's forensic department.

However, 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.

US and China are different.

Their administrative divisions, from large to small, are states, counties, and cities, followed by smaller towns and villages.

But the law enforcement system works backwards.

The jurisdiction of the county sheriff and the state police is that the village police station and the city police station do not care.

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

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

After all, police stations across the country do not have a direct superior-subordinate relationship. Even if the FBI goes to different parts of the country to handle cases, they are often dissed by the local police station, thinking that they are interfering in matters within their jurisdiction.

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

Unless it cannot be resolved and the impact is severe, the local police station generally will not transfer the case handling authority to other departments, whether it is the FBI or other police stations.

Robert hurried to Knox to see the autopsy in order to quickly determine the nature of the case.

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

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

The small town hasn't had a murder case for many years, especially since the daughter of a resident of the town died. This is even more unbearable.

The faster the case is solved, the more it can demonstrate that the police officers in the small town police station are not salary thieves.

The police car arrived at the Knox Police Station in less than an hour.

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

As for whether this is because the police in Knox do not want a morgue in the basement, it is unknown.

After getting off the car, Robert didn't go in immediately, but looked at Lu Ke and said, "Do you know what you need to pay attention to when you were a police officer just now?"

Lu Ke pondered for a moment and replied, 'Listen more, watch more, speak less, and move less?'

Robert: "... , where did you hear that? Well, that's so right and very concise. I've decided that you're not allowed to say that to anyone else in the future. I'm going to use it to scold my subordinates."

Lu Ke:... Can I say that this is the most commonly used newbie quote in the officialdom literature I read in my previous life?

After reporting his name and position, Robert led Lu Ke to find Room 3 according to the guidance of the receptionist.

The so-called Room 3, also known as the third autopsy room.

Robert didn't have any scruples, just knocked on the door a few times and pushed it open.

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

Robert: _!

Lu Ke: (⊙ _ ⊙?)

Did something go wrong? Lu Ke felt deeply suspicious. Could it be that the place he came from was a coffee shop?

Robert's complexion didn't look good, but he didn't get angry. Instead, he lowered his voice and said, "That's just how he is. Before starting work in the morning, he insists on making himself a cup of freshly ground coffee. If he doesn't take a sip, he won't be energetic all day."

Lu Ke lowered his voice and asked, 'Are you sure he meant drinking coffee?'

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

Lu Ke was silent.

But it's not over yet.

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

It's a violin piece, but Lu Ke can't tell which one it is. He's not interested in this thing.

However, the song is unexpectedly very pleasant to listen to.

After a full thirty minutes, the middle-aged man calmly drank a small cup of coffee without any intention of sharing it with Robert.

Robert is no longer impatient. He knows the temper of the person in front of him, who is not in a hurry even if he is beaten to death.

Who let him have the ability! Well, in fact, this guy is the only official forensic doctor in Knox City.

The middle-aged man put away his coffee drinker and then looked at Lu Ke for a moment. "Newbie?"

Robert: 'My child, Luke. He is also a police officer and has his first day at work today. Mars, can you start quickly?'

The middle-aged man exclaimed, 'Hehe, he brought me here on the first day of work. Are you sure it's his biological child?'

Lu Ke smiled and remained silent, implementing his policy of speaking less. Isn't there Robert beside him?

Sure enough, Robert's face darkened: "Mars, don't joke about my family."

The middle-aged man named Mars was stunned and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm used to joking with those cheap people in the bureau. You know, before Hank... um, forget it, let's not mention this."