[Zhongyingmei] After inheriting the throne

"Oh." Detective Hansen, who was in charge of the murder case, was too surprised to speak.He held his phone blankly, forgetting for a moment what he was going to do next.

what was he thinking

By the way, he had originally planned to ask his partner, Detective Martinez, if he should call for medical examiner Morgan.

That's right, that's the feeling

Officer Hansen thinks he has found the answer. Isn't what this lady says and does in front of him with his extraordinarily keen and miraculous reasoning a copy of that weird forensic doctor?

"Joe" he turned to ask his partner.

Joe came over too.She heard the "reasoning" of this unknown lady who claimed to be a detective, and immediately remembered the astonishing judgments that Morgan's forensic doctor used to speak at that time.And she was still thinking just now, she absolutely, never called that guy who was resting over to show off.

As a result, someone who is resting is not present, but there is such an uninvited guest

"The lady," began Jo.

"I'm Rose, Rose de Martin." Miss Martin introduced herself again.

"Miss Martin." Joe looked at the lady in front of him.

She is tall and slender, wearing a black hat with a large brim, which slightly conceals her gorgeous features; the body wrapped under the windbreaker is well-proportioned, obviously after some exercise; when she speaks, her voice is deep and her pronunciation She has an obvious French accent; her speech and demeanor are neat and elegant, and the clothes on her body, which seem to be of extraordinary material, obviously imply the other party's good background.

To be honest, this Miss Martin looks like a socialite of high society, or a movie star with a French style.

she is also a european

Joe had a hard time refraining from comparing Forensic Morgan to the Martin detective in front of him.They also come from Europe, with a lot of money, elegant life, extraordinary taste, mysterious style, and most importantly, a pair of eyes that seem to see through everything, and a genius thinking that ordinary people can hardly follow.

"Can you repeat what you just said?" Jo decided to accept her help.

"Of course, detective." Miss Martin tilted her head slightly and gave an affirmative answer.

Joe changed his mind and asked Hansen to call the Morgan forensic doctor who was resting.She refused to admit that she wanted to see what kind of chemical reaction would happen when those two smart people collided.

Detective Hansen had retrieved the passport from the deceased.According to the above information, the deceased was a Viscount from London, England, named Colin Cavendish.

"This will turn into a diplomatic accident." Hansen had to say that he was very nervous about it now.

"As I said, he's an imposter." Miss Martin disagreed. "Relax, detective, this is only your American business. If you don't believe me, you can call the British consulate to verify his identity."

As expected, Hansen took his mobile phone and went to make a call.But Joe was full of doubts, "How can you confirm that he is not a noble? The clothes he is wearing should be unusual. Or, did you see that it was a fake passport?"

Even though Joe was a police detective who went through the wind and rain, and his life might not be so refined, she could tell from her eyesight that the deceased was well dressed, and he was not an ordinary rich man on the surface. Rather, it is extremely particular about the details, exuding the style of the upper class.

"A nobleman would not have such a rough wound." After obtaining permission, Miss Martin put on the gloves, reached out and lifted up a trouser leg, and showed Joe the old scars lingering on it.She opened one more palm, revealing the traces of labor on it that were quite different from the well-maintained upper class.

"He looks more like a workman." Joe nodded.

Seeing that her touch was unopposed, Miss Martin went over the dead man carefully without spoiling the scene.

After she finished checking, the information was supplemented.She turned on her mobile phone to look at the information Francis found, and sure enough, the facts were consistent with her speculation.

When she stood up, a well-dressed man came over accompanied by Joe.

"Viscount Colin Cavendish" the man raised his eyebrows, "Obviously, he is an impostor."

"Because the Cavendish family was destroyed as early as 1881." Miss Martin followed his words and showed the information on the phone.

"And, 12 years ago, the title of Lordship belonging to Marcel Cavendish was revoked by Queen Victoria for some infamous actions." The visitor added.

Qiao watched the strange aura formed between a man and a woman in front of him, and always felt that he had strayed into some other set at this moment.

"I'm Dr. Henry Morgan." The man in a windbreaker and a scarf nodded slightly.

"I'm Detective Rose de Martin." The woman in the hat responded with a sideways head.

"It sounds like you are the real nobleman." Forensic doctor Morgan said inexplicably.

Miss Martin narrowed her eyes slightly, "To each other."

"Can you guys stop complimenting each other?" Joe didn't know what information these two people had observed in each other in this simple meeting, but she had an intuition that before the situation became more complicated, let the two of them Turn your attention back to business.

"Then, let me make a long story short." Miss Martin turned around and began to tell the information she had observed, "The deceased was an American, and his age should be about the same as that on the fake passport. His hair was dyed, so it should have been blonde. His The change should have happened in the last year. He may have made a living from the business of cycling before, and he probably had a criminal record in the early days. There is someone guiding him behind his disguise, that is to say, there is a professional accomplice, and what he planned should be It is a scam, and it is likely to be close to success. Judging from the age, I guess, this is probably a love scam in which a rich family falls in love with a poor boy."

Miss Martin looked at the forensic doctor Morgan, "The autopsy should be done by a professional. However, if Dr. Morgan can first check where the suit on his body came from, you should be able to find the accomplice by now."

"Wait, why did you suddenly have an extra accomplice?" Joe was puzzled.

After hearing this, the forensic doctor Morgan squatted down, then carefully checked the clothes on the deceased, and then confirmed the source of the clothes, "Paul Stewart, autumn London travel suit. The taste is good."

He stood up, "Coincidentally, it seems that he and I know the same tailor."

"Then, from now on, I won't bother." Miss Martin noticed that the forensic doctor opposite was obviously very experienced, so she changed her original plan to participate to the end.

This step is enough, I have left a deep enough impression on them.

Miss Martin waved her mobile phone, "Detective Martinez, I think maybe you need my contact information"

"Oh, yes." Joe took out his mobile phone and stored the other party's number.

"If you need me, please feel free to ask. I will be glad to help you, ma'am." Miss Martin laughed. "I think I must go, then. Goodbye."

She turned around, leaving an extremely chic back view for the two of them.

Joe turned to Dr. Morgan "Henry"

"It's nothing." Dr. Morgan loosened his frown, and then made a decision, "I'll do an autopsy first, and then we'll go to the clothing store together."

But at this moment, Miss Martin, who was returning to the office, began to gossip that the two of them were not together yet. It seemed that Henry Morgan was just a rumored boyfriend.

Gladys, who let "Belle" develop, focused his attention on the new forensic doctor.

She flipped through the information she read during that encounter, and pieced together a surprising fact.

"Henry Morgan, who was a doctor before, has rich experience. He has the experience of being a military doctor. What kind of stimulation did he encounter? Why can't he think about going to be a forensic doctor?"

"Born from the upper class in the UK, old-fashioned, with a lot of money, and a kid at home and I think he's single now, oh, what a pity."

While looking up the news, Gladys flipped through the information Francis had collected, and finally shouted out in surprise, "He is at least 200 years old and he is an undead."

She asked curiously, "How did he hide his special identity in modern society?"

"Obviously Mr. Morgan thinks that as long as he stays away from modern technology, he can protect himself." Francis said in a rare way, with a tone full of teasing. "I'm sorry that he doesn't know how to appreciate the beauty of modern technology."

On the computer screen, a q version of a man in a suit switched from a serious expression on his face to regret for a second.

"What a surprise." Belle exclaimed.

"Then what should we do next?" Gladys asked, "Just wait like this?"

"Oh, honey, you have to learn to be patient," "Belle" reassured, "He'll come to us."

"I doubt if you have made any arrangements without telling me." Gladys' voice was full of depression. "Hey, I'm so stupid."

"It's not too late to realize the reality. So, learn how to use my power." "Belle" joked with a chuckle.

"However, I really didn't arrange anything secretly. All this is obviously due to your luck."

"Will he really come?" Gladys asked uncertainly, although he didn't want to question it.

"He will come." "Belle" was sure.

On the armchair, Miss Martin had already taken off her hat and windbreaker, and was sitting leisurely in front of the computer.

"He will come." Miss Martin smiled confidently.

"A person who has lived for 200 years and experienced countless death cycles is not so innocent." While holding a fork and tasting the French apple tart on the table, she did not know who she was talking to.

"In the end, I took the initiative to exchange contact information with Joe Martinez, which must have seemed very deliberate in his eyes."

"Especially after we both see something special about each other."

"Do you think this is a friendly greeting?"

"I'm sorry that Mr. Morgan thinks your friendly behavior is so suspicious." Francis responded obediently, but his tone didn't sound like he was applauding his master.

"Let us wait and see. Presumably this experienced doctor will bring us some news that ordinary people don't know."

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