Wine and Gun

Albarino came to WLPD to see a prosecutor. He was in charge of an autopsy for a murder case that was about to open recently. He and the police officer who found the body were to appear in court as technical witnesses. Before that, the prosecutor had to follow They talked about the defense strategy of the defendant. If the murderer is to be convicted, their words and deeds in court are very important. Since the prosecutor was coming to WLPD, he also stopped by, just in time to give Police Officer Bull the autopsy report that had been sorted out earlier.

Similar things happened to Albarino not a hundred times or eighty times. His part was over soon. As a result, when he was about to go out, he saw Olga hurried over, with a pin on his chest. Visitor badge, followed by a limping middle-aged man.

This combination is not very common. The person behind Olga has an unfamiliar face and is definitely not from the police station. Before Albarino could say hello, Olga grabbed his arm.

The other party didn't condescend to ask "what did you come to the police station for today?", but said directly, "Al, you came just in time, I'll show you something good."

—Albarino disagrees, because the last time Olga said it, she managed to steal an original letter from the Westland pianist from the WLPD archives, and it was him One of many letters sent to the police after the crime. Albarino still hadn't figured out how Olga had stolen the letter from the archives, anyway, because they had been scolded by Hardy for two hours about it.

Albarino was dragged two steps by Olga in confusion, and at the same time, the man behind her asked, "...This is?"

"This is Dr. Bacchus," Olga introduced cheerfully, "the unlucky guy who was framed for the Bob Langdon case."

Seriously, Albarino really doesn't want to impress the world with "the guy who is suspected of killing his ex-girlfriend", but it's clearly done. The man surveyed Albarino with harsh eyes, and said, "I've been following you for a while, and there's been a lot of things happening to you lately, Dr. Bacchus."

——It didn't sound like a very friendly greeting, and Albarino frowned slightly.

Then Olga continued: "And this is Orion Hunter."

"—that bounty hunter," said Albarino.

"I'm flattered to find that everyone knows me," said Hunter gruffly.

Albarino walked through the corridor with the two of them, and saw quite a few police officers cast curious eyes in this direction: that's why few people who deal with murders haven't heard of Orion Hunter. The big name, and Albarino simply didn't understand why Olga brought a bounty hunter into the WLPD gate.

And Olga obviously realized this, she explained to Albarino almost excitedly as she walked: "Mr Hunter thinks he has found the trail of the serial killer who recently killed the door, I want to see According to the scope of his previous testimony and my profile, can we find him among those with criminal records."

Albarino was stunned for a moment: "...So that person is in Westland?"

"In Westland—why not?" Hunter laughed, eyes sparkling. "It's a serial killer's paradise."

Herstal's secretary, Emma, ​​was wearing perfect makeup and her hair neatly tucked back as usual. She has always presented a character image that people imagine they will see in workplace dramas, perfect, expensive, and unattainable. She knocked on Herstal's office door, pushed it open and walked in after the other said "come in".

"I called the prosecutor's office," she reported to her boss, "Ms. Wallis Hardy couldn't make an appointment with you today, she had to stay home because of a cold—but tomorrow is for that case. Pre-trial hearing, if you want to sign a waiver agreement before the pre-trial hearing, time will be tight, so—”

She paused, then raised the note in her hand.

"I asked for her address for you."

Herstal looked at her from over a stack of briefs and the like, his eyes always making most of the firm nervous, except perhaps the heartless Mr. Holmes; Emma was also at Herstal. It was two years later that Starr's men would not uncontrollably wonder if their lipstick was painted when they met his gaze.

All in all, the other party just nodded and asked succinctly, "Is there any other appointments this morning?"

"No, but two telephone consultations are scheduled this afternoon." Emma replied, stepping forward and handing Herstal the post-it note with the address.

Hestal lowered his head to look at the note in his hand, presumably estimating the distance and communication status of the address, he thought about it, and then said, "There's enough time."

"Yes." Emma replied, watching Herstal almost compulsively tidy up the stack of documents in her hand before she stood up, put it on the edge parallel to the table, and then went to get her coat. Then Emma added thoughtfully: "If Mr. Holmes came to see you again this morning, I would tell him that you were out."

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