Chapter 19 Friday, May 27

The police station's call to the police has been ringing non-stop recently.There was vandalism, with several limousines being robbed; people breaking into apartment complexes in the Bay; News in brief: Andrew Marko, male, Caucasian, was found dead at 2:13 pm on Sunday in Yulinli Nursing Home, 12 Marcy Lane, at the age of 78. The time of death is expected to be between 4:00 am and 10:00 am on May 1st.Although no one could confirm seeing Andrew since the night before.That's also when he was last seen while alive. O'Shaughnessy looked at photos from the scene of Andrew's death, one showing Andrew lying on his back in a concrete corner of the stairwell; others were taken in the morgue.

The cause of death was hitting the head with a hard object.Other injuries were also severe, with several broken ribs and radius bones, and several fibula fractures.All the injuries were consistent with the traces of the fall at the scene, and the toxicology test on the corpse also showed negative results, which can rule out the possibility of death by poisoning. The only question now is: who opened that door?Is it intentional or unintentional?Did Andrew open it himself, or did someone else open it for him?Did Andrew fall by himself or was pushed?None of these issues have been proven, and his daughter was shot dead a week later.

O'Shaughnessy quickly flipped through the witness statements.Most of the witnesses were nursing home staff, and none of them found anything unusual.Only one old woman named Mrs. Campbell said that she saw a man mopping the floor in front of her door early on a Sunday morning.According to the transcript, the early morning time she was referring to should be before the day shift staff in the nursing home went to work. She had already questioned the witnesses herself, and she also trusted the staff of the Yulinli Nursing Home.But there is still a problem that cannot be explained. On Sunday morning, no one will mop the floor in Yulinli Nursing Home.If Mrs. Campbell did see someone mopping the floor, it must not have been an employee of the nursing home.

Surveillance video equipment was installed in the nursing home, but there were no cameras installed at all entrances, nurses' lounges and emergency exits, including the area between Andrew Marko's room and the stairwell he fell down. "McGuire." She called to McGuire who was passing by her door.He stepped back to the door, watching her carefully. "Have you ever taken Mrs. Campbell to make a composite picture of the suspect's face?" "No." He replied dryly.O'Shaughnessy looked at him and said nothing. "She didn't even know what race the suspect was, Lieutenant."

O'Shaughnessy shook his head, "She said that person is white, even if he is black, he belongs to the kind of person with light complexion." "Yes, but that's what I said. Listen to me, Lieutenant. I didn't send her away lightly. I talked to her for an hour the day it happened." O'Shaughnessy waved his hand. "Oh, McGuire, I know. But right now this thing about Carino's daughter is really bugging me." "I'm annoyed too, Lieutenant. But, after I learned that Mrs. Campbell lived in that house, I made eleven reports that someone broke into her house and raped her, and that the suspect was a black guy. Once And recognized him on TV and screamed that it was him, he was the one who raped me."

McGuire has never been a frivolous person, but today he changed his calm personality in the past, dancing and imitating Mrs. Campbell's loud screams with falsetto. O'Shaughnessy raised his head with great interest and said, "Go ahead, what then?" "It turned out to be George Hamilton," McGuire said with a cracked grin. O'Shaughnessy also laughed loudly: "Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Lieutenant, if you still want me to take her to do computerized face synthesis, I will go right away." O'Shaughnessy shook his head and said, "No, McGuire, no, you've done the work you need to do."

McGuire shrugged and turned toward the door, and O'Shaughnessy seemed to hear him sigh softly. O'Shaughnessy picked up the coffee cup and found that the coffee was already cold, and couldn't help frowning. She closed the door and walked to the lounge. "How's the Smiley interrogation going?" the Chief asked O'Shaughnessy behind her back as she was filling the filter with coffee. "I don't think he might be the real murderer. We talked to him for an hour last night. He can't even tie his own shoelaces, let alone run after a sixteen-year-old girl in the dark. She poured water into the filter and continued, "Everyone I've asked has said he's an honest guy. That's what he looks like." She flicked the switch on the coffee maker, Then turned to face him and asked, "Do you know him?"

He nodded, "Know a little about him." "He has a criminal record. In 1996, it was voyeurism." Louden nodded and said, "But I don't believe he was responsible for that case. I think he still doesn't quite understand why he was arrested in the first place." "What do you mean?" "A new police officer was driving by a small alley and saw Smiley standing in the dark next to an apartment building. He stopped the car, went to check the situation, and saw lying in the bathtub in the basement of the apartment building. A naked woman. It's easy to imagine the interrogation conversation that followed, and then he called Dillon, who arrived and ordered the new officer to handcuff Smiley."

"You think he's innocent?" Louden looked at her, trying to figure out what to say, "Kelly, let me tell you what I think. If I walked into an alley and saw a naked woman through an open window, I might I'd stop to have a look, too. And I don't think Smiley went there specifically for the purpose of peeping, it was pure accident." O'Shaughnessy smiled, stared at her empty glass, and said, "So what did you do with it?" "I didn't care about anything. I was a lieutenant then, just like you are now, focusing on the big cases." "And what about the women's panties found in Smiley's room? Also, his landlady swears that Smiley stole her panties and stockings from her clothes dryer. What's going on again?"

Loudon shrugged, "What I said just now is the past, and I can't conclude that he hasn't done anything bad now. Kelly, I mean he is a major suspect now. The question is, does he have that?" After the ability kidnapped Carlino's daughter, then hid the body in a place where even those of us with higher IQs than him can't find it?" O'Shaughnessy nodded in agreement, too. "That's what his boss said." "How did he react when you caught him in?" "He's not worried at all, he's still smiling like we're inviting him to a tea party. I've been there for sixty minutes and he's open to explaining everything, including the green gum wrapper on the bench More than red, and how he cut his own hair with scissors. The colleague in charge of recording recorded everything he said."

"Then how did you deal with it in the end?" "I released him." She poured herself a cup of coffee. "If he needs to be arrested again, it means that Clark can be brought directly to the jury. There will be Dillon's testimony, Carino's ring , and women's panties." "You now have the evidence in your hands." "But I don't think the evidence is convincing enough" "I don't want to argue with you, Kelly. But I want to know, if the media asked you why Smiley appeared on the street again, how would you explain it?" "There is no strong evidence to prove that he is the murderer. He should be counted as a physical witness because he found the evidence." "Go ahead. What's the matter with Dillon calling Carino?" O'Shaughnessy, leaning on an unopened stack of copy paper and crossing his arms, continued, "When McGuire was on the scene that day, Carino was there. Dillon apparently called him, and And told him about the ring." "Carino hit Jeremy Smiley?" O'Shaughnessy nodded. "Are you hurt?" "One of his eyes was swollen, but I don't think he can remember how it hurt." "Have you ever thought about suing someone?" O'Shaughnessy forced out a bright smile, "Now is not the time, Chief, are you right?" "That's right. Your main task now is to find out who kidnapped the girl. Just leave Dillon and Carino to me." She picked up the coffee and asked Loudon, "Can we come over and talk?" "Okay," Loudon replied.Then they walked together toward O'Shaughnessy's office. "How did Smiley become like that?" "A school bus accident. It happened in the fall of 1976. He and sixteen boys were returning from a football game in Cape May County on the school bus when a police car chased them down the road. A young man was speeding. The driver's car hit the school bus head-on, and the school bus went off the road. A tragedy happened in this small town." "My father was the chief of police at the time." "Yes, at that time your father was in charge of the case. The defense believed that the police officer in pursuit of the defendant caused the car accident. Your father insisted that the court charge the defendant with second-degree murder instead of manslaughter. The court passed After the trial, the defendant was sentenced to 30 years in prison for second-degree murder. This is the first time in New Jersey that a traffic accident death case has been sentenced to such a result." When they entered the office, O'Shaughnessy closed the blinds, took out a pack of cigarettes from a drawer, and handed Loudon, "I'm quitting. Go ahead." Loudon drew one from the box and lit it with a match.Everyone in the police department knew that the chief only smoked at the scene of a case or when someone handed him a cigarette.If either of these two situations happened only once a year, he was willing to wait and never actively bought cigarettes himself.He's not addicted to cigarettes, which makes her jealous. "God, I left out those details," she said dazedly. "Gus said last time there were no other survivors of that accident." Loudon shook his head. "You said that your present task was to find out whether Smiley was the murderer of the kidnapping and whether he hid the body. So what were you thinking?" Louden breathed a smoke ring at the ceiling and said, "Test him." O'Shaughnessy gave him a puzzled look and asked, "What did you say?" "Let Clark write a written application, and then take Smiley to be tested by a psychiatrist. Vineland's Dunmore School of Psychology has provided the court with many such test reports. Mainly from physical ability, the ability to judge right from wrong to test.” O'Shaughnessy smiled at him gratefully. Detective Randall came over and knocked on the door, "Lieutenant, call, Gus is calling." O'Shaughnessy nodded, and Loudon stood up and said to her, "Stay away from cigarettes, Kelly." Then he turned and closed the door and walked out. O'Shaughnessy grabbed the phone. "This is O'Shaughnessy, Gus. I wanted you to check something for me." "I'll do my best to comply." "Can you put the direction of investigation on the registration form of the city's public fleet?" Gus thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, no problem. Lieutenant, do you have a clue?" "The night of the fire, when we were bringing back the suspect and Anne Carino's ring, I was talking to a supervisor from the Department of Public Works and I noticed that his car was orange." "Okay, I'll call you as soon as I have news." Gus said and hung up the phone. O'Shaughnessy drove the downtown streets for nearly an hour, chewing gum and thinking about Jeremy Smiley.All the jewelry the police found in his storage jars was actually junk.There were only a few nifty little things like rings, earrings and a watch that might have been worth something, but they weren't listed in the stolen financial database, so they weren't stolen.Still, Jeremy couldn't get away with it.He could not say where he was during the days of the kidnapping.He had no friends to testify against, no one saw him go in and out of the room, no one could explain what he was up to those days.These are very bad for him. Jason Carino called Smiley the prime suspect in the Patriot's Daily Spotlight, and the mayor now had no choice but to deal with him. Here's what O'Shaughnessy told reporters: Yes.Mr. Smiley did have some suspicions in one of the cases, but his explanations were not lacking in plausibility.He had taken the police to the place where he found the ring, and the police found the girl's watch in the same place.They had been negligent the first time they went there and hadn't checked the boardwalk for cracks.That's the whole thing. But in Jason Carino's view, it seems that only Jeremy knows where the crime scene is, so he is the murderer. The police investigating Tracy Yolande's death patrolled the boardwalk every night.They took pictures of her and Anne Carino, trying to find the last witness who saw them before they disappeared, or someone who had seen the suspicious orange truck near the boardwalk. O'Shaughnessy was heartbroken to hear that Tracy's parents had divorced in Nebraska.Such things often break up a marriage and a family, and she has seen too many such things. She stopped at the grocery store next to Tim's office.She used to wait there for Tim to join him for lunch.Sometimes she fantasizes about unrealistic things. For example, she often imagines that Tim is already sitting inside waiting for her when she walks in.In fact, they would often quarrel over little things, and then go to coffee together sullenly, but it was O'Shaughnessy who broke the ice first. She ate an egg salad sandwich by herself.Every time, when the door was pushed open, she couldn't help but glance at it, longing to see that familiar figure, but secretly hated herself for always thinking about him, and even more hated herself for leaving him so easily. separated from him.She doesn't want to go on like this anymore.She and the children were tired of being without him.This year is 2005, and there are big news every day: the president makes a mistake, astronauts go into space, missionaries, sports stars... If she had to close her eyes and choose again, she would rather choose a Labrador Retriever I will never choose to be alone again. She knew it wasn't going to be easy to get Tim to come clean about his mistakes.She also knew that he had been honest with his mother, even though it was also difficult.She never gave him any chance to explain, she didn't think he deserved it.But she had to admit that he was still a man of conscience, which was why she still loved him. Tim's office was near here, and O'Shaughnessy bought a peanut butter cup and wanted to eat it with him.They used to buy some of this chocolate for their young daughters when they went camping.Sometimes I think eating this kind of food is actually quite boring, but until they separated, as long as either she or Tim brought a bag home when they came home, the two of them could wrap up in the quilt and eat while eating. Kiss, then make love with the breath of peanut butter. O'Shaughnessy was about to pull over to buy nicotine quitting gum when she saw several text messages on her phone.The first was from Gus, who had tracked down the vehicle registration she wanted and asked her to call him back; the second was from Tim, who wanted to ask if she could pick him up at his mother's house tonight. Daughter, he has something to do tonight.There is something else!Could this be the code for his damn date?The third was from Clark Hamilton asking if she would like to go to the beach. When O'Shaughnessy returned to the office, Gus Meyers was waiting for her inside.He looked very pale, as if he hadn't slept in a week.It seems the rumors are true, his wife Agnes has less than three months to live. Gus took an envelope from his jacket pocket and handed it to her, "This is the inventory from the last count. Wildwood has a total of five trucks that match the conditions of the suspect vehicle. If there is no scrap. We can only find out when they were manufactured and the model, but there is no way to prove that the composition of the paint on the body is the same as that on Annie's watch." O'Shaughnessy nodded. "So we have to find them one by one to compare with the evidence?" "Yes. If you have a target car in mind, go straight to it. But I think it is necessary to draw all five sketches for comparison. First look for the teams, and then draw a A sketch of the suspect truck in your head. Do you want me to send my men to do it, or keep it a secret?" "I guess we'll keep it a secret for now. How long will it take to get the paint samples from those five trucks back?" Gus shrugged and said, "Maybe a few weeks, maybe a few months. The office has files on these types of models, and they usually handle cases that require immediate prosecution first. So as long as you add to the application Once the name of the suspect is listed, it will be much faster to call up those information." "Thank you, Gus," O'Shaughnessy said despondently.How many months? "Don't thank me, it's all on your mind. I'm just running errands."