[Variety Drama] Mobility Scourge

Reid's laser mapping was very useful, he helped the CSIs find the remaining bones, but it seems too useful, the CSIs found more than one burial pit, the park was cordoned off, and the crime scene was far away A simple small tent was set up in the open space not far away, and the found bones were temporarily placed here, and their senior forensic doctor Al Robbins would briefly identify the cause of death and the time of death, but it seems that the amount of these bones, Al Robbins medical examiner can't do it alone.

"I think it's the right proximal humerus, it looks like it's been torn from the wound."

Reid held up a bone that seemed to be muttering to himself or talking to someone, Robbins looked at Reid and nodded in agreement with Reid: "That's right, it looks like it was thrown out by centrifugal force." He glanced at Reid a few times: "Are you a forensic doctor?" The kid looked like a freshly graduated intern, but he was much more reliable than David when he first came here. Reid pursed his lips and smiled shyly: "Hey, I have Learned some forensic anthropology."

"Can someone explain to me, which part is this?" Jim Brass raised his eyebrows, already immune to the young doctor's knowledge like Wikipedia, and now he wants to directly encyclopedia it.

"This is the shoulder."

It was Lucida who answered, and Jim Brass twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, very well, the feeling is that he alone doesn't know!

Forensic Robbins still had some impressions of Lucida, he curled his mouth like a kind old man: "Well, it's you, little girl, it seems that you haven't forgotten what I and Grissom taught you."

When Lucida came to practice, she was thrown into the morgue by Grissom. After that, Lucida felt that the water she drank tasted like formalin for a while, but Lucida did not disappoint Grissom. In the three months of teaching Lucida has learned more than the average forensic intern.

Yes, both, Al Robbins Chief Coroner.

And Gilbert Grissom, everyone probably remembers that he is a third-level CSI detective and the night shift supervisor of the Las Vegas Police Department’s Criminal Forensics Department, but they don’t remember much. He was also a coroner. In 1978, Gilbert Grissom became the youngest in Los Angeles history. The coroner, aged 22.

"Oh, how could I forget, I won't forget." At that time Lucida really doubted that she would spit out her guts, she couldn't treat corpses, um, horrible corpses calmly, um, bones were an exception.

The bones were delivered one after another. It seemed that they were dug out of a pit. Al Robbins quickly pieced together the corpses, and the obvious scars on the bones could easily explain the cause of death.

"See it, COD."

The bone was incomplete, but the incision was neat, without repeated bulges. Lucida opened her mouth and said with some hesitation: "Well, the incision is very neat and there are no traces of repeated cutting, which means that the murderer used tools to divide the body." But Lucida can only think of this, Lucida looked at Reid: "What kind of tool can cut people into pieces so neatly?"

"..."

Reid didn't answer, and seemed to be staring at Lucida in a daze, Lucida called out: "Spencer?"

"Ah?...Oh..." Reid didn't look at Lucida, but turned his head away in a panic, and the words he said were not very smooth: "Hey, a large fan with a speed of 2700 can do it." Such a fan will be broken to pieces.

Another corpse was found, and Reid immediately walked to the corpse when he saw it. Lucida obviously felt that something was wrong, and followed quickly: "Spencer, something has been wrong with you since this morning."

"What? No, no, I don't."

Reid's denial was not convincing at all, Lucida raised her eyebrows in disbelief, the woman squinted her seductive eyes and stared at Reid, making Reid swallow her saliva and feel even more guilty, suddenly Lucida suddenly realized Nodded: "I see, it's because of what happened in the morning."

"What? What's up in the morning?"

Reid is laughing now, but his slightly raised voice is becoming more and more suspicious, Lucida raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly: "It's just that you finished your coffee at home, I can go buy it again, it will take a while Don't dare to look at me in the morning, why am I so stingy, but you drink so much coffee, it's not good for your health."

"Huh?" Reid was stunned, seeing Lucida's expression of finding the truth on his face, he was slightly relieved, he couldn't explain how he felt in the morning, it was like a signal kept beating in his head, no matter what he was thinking Everything will think of this matter, never encountered such a situation, Reid doesn't know how to solve it, but now it seems that the situation has eased a lot.

"Dr. Robbins, can we identify these bodies?"

Grissom and Catherine walked over together, and they found three corpses in total, each of which was incomplete and seemed to have been dismembered, and judging from the decay of the bones, these corpses were buried in the ground for more than one or two years. Dr. Robbins was not sure. He frowned and said slowly: "I can't say for sure. I can extract DNA but I need samples for comparison. Now I can only tell you the age, gender, height, etc. of these corpses."

"Can you determine the time of death? When was the body buried here? Is this a crime scene?"

Catherine asked, if they can determine the time of death, they can shorten the number of missing persons. For a period of time, Dr. Robbins shrugged, and he looked at Grissom: "Oh, I can tell you the approximate time of death, but when? Buried here I'm not sure, you'll need to ask an insect and clay expert about that." He nudged Grissom, one of only 15 certified entomologists living in the United States.

Catherine twitched the corners of her mouth as if she was unwilling to admit it. She glanced at Grissom sullenly, and Grissom gave a sly smile: "As I said, bugs are omnipotent."

Three corpses, Lucida took a deep breath, only found a bone and actually dug up three corpses, Lucida looked at several people and asked: "Is this a serial killer?"

Reid shook his head and habitually turned into a small encyclopedia mode, and said in a slightly soft voice at a faster speed: "Hey, it's not a serial killer. In Webster's dictionary, the definition of a serial killer is to kill four people. ..."

Before Reid finished speaking, he heard the CSI not far away yelling: "Another one was found!!"

Reid pursed his lips and said helplessly, "Well, it's a serial killer now."

******

Reid and Lucida have an entry permit hanging on their chests, which means they are outside help, but given that Grissom rarely asks outside help, and the two look too young, this makes people wonder , Grissom took Lucida and Reid to his office, but Lucida stood behind the door, showing a look of obviously not wanting to go in, Grissom raised his eyebrows and waved to Lucida: "Come in."

"Lucida?"

It's rare for Reid to see Lucida's expression of resistance, but he seems to be able to think of the reason, Grissom's office... Well, it's very characteristic, there are many specimens of bugs or live insects in glass boxes, and there are many bottles and jars on the shelves , Reid suddenly smiled: "You don't like bugs?"

Lucida pursed her lips and said angrily, "Spencer, I need to spread common sense about girls. Girls don't like bugs."

"I heard you, Lucida, you can't be prejudiced against bugs." Grissom, who was walking in front, turned his head, frowned slightly and seemed helpless to Lucida, and the man's tone seemed to say to Lucida often: "I taught you, Bugs can tell us a lot about things we don't know."

Lucida pursed her lips, pouted and pulled Reid beside her: "Oh, I want to know something, I'd rather ask Wikipedia, well, now I have Spencer!" The girl said proudly, no Ask Spencer Reid if you understand, you don't even need to press the Enter key to know the answer!

[I have Spencer! 】

Reid involuntarily took a short breath.

"..."

Grissom raised his eyebrows subtly, and looked at Reid with subtle eyes. Reid smiled shyly, as if he was quite happy to say that to Lucida.

"Hey Grissom, we've identified the three victims."

Catherine walked over, and Grissom took the document handed over by Catherine, looked at it carefully and said, "I remember we had four victims."

"Yes, but we can't identify the No. 3 victim. All the DNA in the missing report we received cannot match, and there is no information in her dental records. This is an anonymous person."

When DNA, fingerprints, and teeth are all invalid, there is only one last way to learn the identity of the body.

Facial reconstruction.

"I need someone to make a face."

Grissom pursed his lips, seeming to hesitate, Catherine didn't understand why Grissom hesitated, just make a call and the beauty expert would come, Catherine glared at Grissom: "What are you waiting for, call quickly. Frustrated by Catherine, Grissom took a deep breath: "Catherine, if you ask me to find Teri Miller, I regret to tell you that she is in Guatemala and it is impossible to come here."

"Then who will make a face for us?"

Catherine raised her eyebrows: "Can you find another expert?" Reshaping a face is not something that ordinary forensic doctors can do, but that kind of forensic artist. Their knowledge of the human body and creation of art Li, such an expert, is rare.

Grissom opened his mouth, and for a while he couldn't tell who to turn to for help, but it seemed that Dr. Reid was an existence who could break the lower limit of people. Reid seemed a little distressed when he saw these two Las Vegas CSIs. The doctor kindly volunteered: "Hey, if you want to do facial reconstruction, maybe I can do it."

"Are you okay?"

Catherine asked in confusion, hey, no offense intended, just expressing curiosity and surprise, where did the FBI find such a useful guy! !Their CSI wants one too! ! !

"Yes, no, hey, yes, I mean, I can calculate the soft tissue thickness at 15 points on the face, as well as the size of the cheekbones, the curvature of the nose and the size of the back of the skull to reconstruct a face... ..."

As Reid paused, he looked at Lucida. Lucida blinked and wondered why Reid suddenly looked at her. Reid suddenly bent a smile and said to Lucida, "However, I need your help, Lucida."

"What?" Lucida was stunned: "Me? I don't know any facial reconstruction." Lucida's denial made Reid curl his mouth, and Dr. Reid curled his mouth: "You are an artist, Lucida, you can draw, you know How to draw a face is just the difference between 2D and 3D."

"..." Lucida suddenly remembered Reid's terrible painting style, which is close to abstract painting style. Even if Reid restores his face, he can still paint it in an ugly way. Lucida thought for a while: "It's like making a sculpture. Is it the same?"

"Yeah, it's like making a sculpture."

Lucida's face suddenly showed an 'Oh!I'll do it, it's very simple." The expression, the radiant and confident appearance made the girl's face a bit more beautiful, Reid pursed his lips and smiled slightly, but his eyes moved to the side subtly, Lucida seemed to think of something Winking mischievously at Grissom, "Hey, Uncle Gil, if I make a face for you, can I ask you for a Christmas present?"

Grissom raised his eyebrows a little surprised at what Lucida said, but his expression didn't change much, he said flatly: "What? I remember that I give you Christmas presents every year."

Lucida twitched the corner of her mouth and pouted dissatisfiedly: "You gave me a Halloween present, no one's Christmas present is a bug."

"Bugs are God's gift to mankind..."

"Ow, thank God, but I want something more modest for Christmas."

Grissom nodded with a look of 'I understand': "OK, I understand, I will give you a different Christmas present this year." Hearing Grissom's promise, Lucida nodded reassuringly, and received the gift for several years in a row. Christmas gifts are cans of bugs, that kind of mood is crazy, okay?

There are three days until Christmas.

But this year is different from previous years. This year, Lucida will give a lot of gifts.