York was blamed by Lottie for making the scene ugly.
York, however, did not blame her, but lowered his voice to look at Lottie: "Lottie, I am your nominal brother and have always protected you. Why should I lie to you that Mr. Chapman is dead, I just can't bear to see you deceive yourself and lie to yourself!"
Lottie shakes her head, convinced that the man is not Ralph.
York sighed and asked Sean, "Sean, you're Ralph's assistant and have spent sort of the longest time with him, and Lottie and I can't even compare."
Sean was stunned, unable to refute, but always felt that this statement where strange.
"Tell me, is it true that Mr. Chapman had a red mole on his shoulder blade?"
"This ...... me ......"
"No isn't it?"
"No, I just don't remember."
He's not a pervert, so how could he possibly know if Ralph had a mole on him.
Moreover, Mr. Chapman every time he sees him, either in a suit, or a shirt and coat, not to say that the body is covered tightly, but also definitely not in front of him wearing revealing.
Occasionally, when he goes to the gym and wears a loose short sleeve, he doesn't look at Mr. Chapman's body.
Mr. Chapman is not a girl.
"What doesn't ring a bell, it simply doesn't!"
"If you don't believe me, call Edward, he is Mr. Chapman's personal doctor, he should know all about Mr. Chapman, ask him if he has any moles!"
Soon after, Edward came over and listened to York's question and also froze first.
"This ...... Mr. Chapman has a mole on his body, or his wife has more say, right?"
York glared hard at Edward, "You mean, that's not Mr. Chapman lying there at all, so who is he, can you find out?"
Edward took the medicine cabinet, "I'm not a forensic scientist, but I do know how to do autopsies."
"I have a professional tool here, or I test it?"
York was just about to refuse when Lottie calmed down.
"No need."
The crowd looked back in Lottie's direction.
Lottie, however, took a cell phone with a cracked screen out of her pocket and slowly walked toward the body.
York's heart can't help but stutter.
Lottie stepped forward and first swept a glance at his bloody face, then turned his face away in pain.
Although it was most likely not Mr. Chapman, the thought that Mr. Chapman might be hurt made her feel like her heart was in her mouth.
"The face is disfigured, but his fingerprints always stay the same."
With that, Lottie took the corpse's right hand and disliked the phone screen with her thumb.
After trying for half a day, the phone did not respond at all and could not be unlocked.
York busy: "three hours after death, the body's own weak current will gradually disappear, body temperature loss, finger hardening, there is no way to unlock the phone, you can not try this!"
Lottie snapped her head up and glared hard at York.
York was inexplicably weak and took a step backwards.
Lottie looks back at Edward.
Edward, however, nodded, "He's right."
He pointed to York.
Lottie's eyes were about to fall again as she looked to Edward: "So there's no other way?"
"There is, but it takes time."
"Then it's up to you. dr. Grant, I want the truth."
Edward nodded solemnly as he met Lottie's trusting eyes.
On one side, York gave Edward a look that was full of awfulness.
Since we found someone, the search and rescue team side will temporarily withdraw, and wait for the results of Edward's side to come out.
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