"Then, what should I do?" Although Edward was invited by Feriche, he had no airs and respected the senior Kamazepine. The latter felt comfortable without saying it.

"Or what if I call the professor and ask him to introduce a reliable forensic doctor or a qualified third-party institution?" Chris remained calm and proposed a good solution.

"It's not available for the time being, New York happens to have the right candidate." Kamazepine smiled.

"who?"

"Dr. Jesse Williams, our friend, forensic expert."

"Your friends are really everywhere." Edward couldn't help but complain, "Why are there even autopsy officers?"

Carmazepine didn't speak, but responded with a classic Sicilian smile, but the corners of his mouth were too high, which looked a bit scary.

"So, we should call the prosecutor now and ask for a re-examination?" Edward asked.

"It's better not to do this." Kamazepine said coldly. "To be on the safe side, we must also attack suddenly and take our autopsy directly over. Otherwise, if they are prepared, they will be in trouble. After all, the dead don't feel that they are 'handled' again. "

"Okay, you are an expert in this regard. If you give orders, Chris will go with you."

"Why me?" the big man protested.

"Are excellent football players afraid of corpses? Forget that you are still a devout believer? The holy light will always be with you." Edward sarcastically.

"Haha, it seems you are the one who is afraid of the corpse?" The big man from Hei didn't follow the other party's words and suddenly launched a counterattack.

"Oh...oh..., this, this, of course I'm not afraid, but, but..." It was someone's turn to stutter.

"You all come with me. I will find a few reliable assistants to follow up on the documentation here." Kamazepine smiled and said, "You are the future legal elites. Maybe when you leave Yale, you will become the assistants of a judge in a federal circuit court, and then become the assistants of a federal judge. Then, whether you enter the Ministry of Justice or practice yourself, you have a bright future. However, if you are appropriately approaching the bottom, I think it will be helpful to you. How to deal with these little policemen and forensic doctors is also a science, or the skills are more appropriate and very useful, but you can't teach in the school, and there is no third-party agency to issue you a certification certificate. These people have no power, but they are also very difficult to deal with in their own fields."

"The King of Hell is easy, but the little ghost is difficult to deal with." Edward muttered.

"What is he talking about?" Kamazepine was stunned.

"Don't pay attention to him, this guy often says something inexplicable."

"That's a Chinese proverb, and what is translated as 'Lucyfer is easy to deal with, but it's hard for a little devil to deal with.'"

"Ha? It seems that the Chinese have been very familiar with bureaucratic culture since ancient times, otherwise they would definitely not be able to express such feelings." Kamazepine shrugged.

"Then we will gather here tomorrow morning. I will call Dr. Jesse now and apply for permission to watch the autopsy from the court."

"Watch?" Edward was surprised.

"Of course, it's bystanders. If we are required to directly participate in the autopsy as the defendant's defense, the law will certainly allow it, but this falls within the scope of court autopsy. It requires the court forensic doctor and the police station forensic doctor to appear at the same time. There are more procedures and more procedures to be carried out. More importantly, it is impossible to bypass several key figures. On the contrary, applying for "bysitting test" will save trouble. You can do it directly in the police station under the jurisdiction of the case. The 'Nezzo' family also has many friends in the police station. At this time, they can provide help within their jurisdiction so that everyone can't find fault."

"But, then we can only watch..." Chris murmured

"Haha. It's true in name. But as long as you enter the morgue, everything can be flexibly adapted. After all, there will be no prosecutor's test in the morgue of the police station." Kamazepine looked calm, as if saying something right "and usually, the forensic doctor will not deliberately make things difficult for us."

"What if he was against us?" Edward was a little worried.

"Yes, so we need a little more people."

"Is this not appropriate?" Edward was stunned. "Threat the forensic doctor with violence in the morgue?"

"Of course not, where do you want to go. This allows us to 'persuade' the other party to cooperate more and more. Everyone can play different roles and persuade the forensic doctor from different directions. That's all. After all, we are law-abiding citizens, right?"

"Isn't it just a red face and a white face to go together..." Edward's Chinese saying appeared again, and now Carmazepine is no longer a surprise.

...

At 9:00 a.m. on March 13, 1968, inside the New York City Police Department.

Kamazepine and four of them sat in Inspector Sanchez's office, enduring the unscrupulous roar of the people in front of them, "Don't think about it! Don't try to question our professional abilities and professional ethics. All those who can serve as coroners here are elites in this industry."

"Yes, after all, there are so many murders that have to be handled every year. This is a standard craft. Things in books are useless. The important thing is to read a lot." Jesse Williams said unevenly.

"Damn it, who are you? Who do you think you are talking to? This is my world, I have the final say in this case! Unless you let the director fire me! Otherwise, don't think so much! This is the New York City Police Department, not a talk show!" Inspector Sanchez is a Mexican, and he also has the unique hot temper of Old Mo.

"Jesse Williams, practicing autopsy, you may not know, but I have a lot of peers here, and they may have heard of me."

The Inspector was stunned for a moment, and then his face looked ugly.

He remembered that the guy in front of him is famous in the industry. On the one hand, because of his various quirks, no matter which government agency cannot tolerate him working on his own territory, he can only practice freely. But on the other hand, his superb professional accomplishments have made those colleagues who are fed by the government spend money to hire him as consultants when they encounter trouble.

Because of the first reason, his offer usually makes his peers angry and then swears and force his superiors to sign out the check.

Simply put, this is simply a Sherlock Holmes of the contemporary forensic world.

"This doesn't work, it doesn't conform to the rules." Sanchez is still trying to resist. "I don't agree, if it doesn't work, it doesn't work."

"Look at it." Carmazepine threw a large stack of newspapers out of his bag and threw them onto his desk.

"Look at these titles, you should know how annoyed these students are now. You should say that you are very lucky and offended the entire Yale Law School students. Poor students are most angry and have no place to vent. They just turned their lives to their teachers, and now they are looking at this case."

“If you don’t want to see Yale Law School move here from New Haven to teach on-site or how to use legal means to curb injustice in the government, I suggest you consider my proposal.”

"Uh..." Sanchez fell into a cold sweat. The New Haven incident spread to the United States through TV. For a time, all universities took Yale as their idol, and New York was no exception. Student sports were surging.

Sanchez felt that this was much better than circus performances and soap operas, but watching was the same thing. When he thought of these guys rushing to his yamen, and then a group of people surrounded him, talking about his rights and keeping his constitution, he felt a chill all over.

"What's more, the defense has the same power as the prosecutor for the corpse test. This is granted by the law. Do I need to show you the relevant laws? As a law enforcement officer, you should be very clear about these, Inspector Sanchez!" Chris rushed to the front, and his strong physique surprised the old detective in the world, and his arrogance was reduced a lot.

“…”

"Yes, Inspector, we have no strong man to do. As long as we ask for the right power given to us by the law, this is also the power of the defendant. I believe that as an excellent policeman, you don't want to see an excellent young man wrongly accused." Kamazeping said dryly.

“…”

"We are just watching the test and will not interfere with your normal operations." Edward stepped forward and begged, "I am Dami's friend. Dami is a good person. He is a loyal and good person. He will never forget his friends!"

Edward emphasized his tone as he spoke of his friend, and blinked at Lao Mo at the same time.

Kamazepine handed over his business card in time, "I hope I can ask you about relevant law enforcement issues. The firm I work in lacks similar knowledge and needs someone to provide some training for young lawyers."

"Oh... OK. But just watch." Sanchez carefully put his business card in his pocket. "But I am a law enforcement officer and cannot have any relationships with the law firm outside of public office, even if it is for training, so please be smart."

"My friend has a consulting company that is recruiting consultants. You can go to his company to have a part-time job, and then I ask that company to provide training for my law firm. You can see that everything is solved, and it is within the scope of the law's permission." Kamazepine still had a expressionless face, "When will it be convenient, I will introduce him to you."

"Wait until the case is over. I'll call Jackson forensics now and he will go through the autopsy process again."

"Okay, we will abide by the law." Edward smiled and signaled at him.

"I'll go deal with the case first, you can wait here for a while." Sanchez left after saying that

"It seems that you learn very quickly, or is this talent?" Kamazepine's tone was plain.

"Are you complimenting?" Edward smiled.

"At your age, I am indeed. At your age, I believe that I am the messenger of justice. Let's not talk about it, Jackson is here."
Chapter completed!