He is a forensic, a very good forensic. His appraisal results have helped the police solve the case smoothly for many times, and the newspaper has reported his case many times.
At about two or three o'clock in the morning that night, he heard a telephone ringing by his bed. "Hello? Who?" He answered the phone vaguely.
A young woman's voice came over the phone: "Dr. Mark, _ there was a homicide in street. The dead was in a terrible condition. I hope you can go to the scene to see the body early tomorrow morning and maybe find some information to help solve the case."
He was still half asleep, but when he heard the murder, he subconsciously remembered: "OK, I'll go to the scene early tomorrow morning." "Thank you very much. Please come..."
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He arrived early the next morning__ Street, when he arrived, the police were blocking the scene. The deceased was a young woman. The police knew Dr. Mark's name. He smoothly examined the young dead around and on the ground. He finally finished the case.
The murderer had made it clear that the rest was about the police. Back home, lying in bed, he rubbed his temples, and suddenly the whole person was excited: there was no telephone in his bedroom.
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