Chapter 1104 Handsome Nurse
"I'm Nurse McClintock, and you're Detective Beckett?" The male nurse looked at the person who looked the least like a police officer among the three people present with some confusion.
"I am." Beckett pushed Cassel away, lifted his coat to reveal the police badge on his waist, and then looked at Cassel behind his hands, "Do you still want to insist on your reasoning?"
"No, although it's different from what I thought, I still insist. It's just that the role relationship needs to be changed."
As if to confirm Cassel's statement, a female doctor wearing a white coat and long hair shawl passed by a few people and showed a charming smile to the handsome nurse.
"Hi, Greg."
Nurse McClintock smiled back, showing two sweet dimples, "Hi, Dr. Ackerman."
After saying that, he watched the other party go away before turning around again and asked Beckett very enthusiastically, "How can I help you, beautiful detective?"
"We are here to investigate the murder of Dr. Monroe." Before Beckett finished speaking, a female doctor on crutches came over and patted Nurse McClintock on the shoulder.
"Hi, Greg."
"Hello, Dr. Phillips."
The same scene was played out again, and Jack even noticed that although the middle-aged female doctor on crutches had difficulty walking, she still deliberately took a few extra steps just to talk to Nurse McClintock. A hello.
"Ah, I'm sorry, by the way, I heard about Dr. Monroe. It was really terrible." The popular sunny boy restrained his smile.
Before Beckett could continue to ask, Cassel spoke first, "We understand that you were the last person to speak to her before she got off work last night."
Nurse McClintock seemed a little absent-minded, her gaze always staying on Beckett's face, "Yes, that's right, we chatted for a while."
As he said this, he looked at Beckett again with electric eyes, "Detective, your hair perfectly outlines the advantages of your face. You should always maintain such a perfect look."
"Ah, thank you, oh, yes, I'm usually like this." Beckett, who was caught off guard by someone's compliments, was a little confused.
Although this is not the first time she has been complimented on her appearance when questioning a suspect, in most cases she will regard it as teasing or even sexual harassment.
But if the other person is handsome enough and his expression is sincere enough, even the experienced female detective doesn't know what kind of expression to respond to. She subconsciously smiles in response to the other person's compliment, but it disappears in a flash, and she puts on a straight face and asks again. road.
"Well, as far as we know, the chat between you and Dr. Monroe last night was not very pleasant. Can you tell us what exactly happened?"
Hearing this question, Nurse McClintock had a shy smile on her face, "It's actually nothing, really."
Seeing the three people looking at him, obviously not planning to give up, he told the truth, "It's just that she thinks that I am too close to the female resident doctors under her, but there is nothing wrong with being friendly sometimes." , isn’t it?”
"What happens next?" Cassel asked.
“I walked her to the parking lot, the one near the emergency ambulance lane, and assured her that I would try to keep my distance from her female residents.
She thanked me and left with a man I didn't recognize. "
"Hmm." Cassel obviously didn't quite buy what he said, "So you sent Dr. Monroe away, and then happened to see her leaving with a mysterious man?"
"This is the situation at that time." The handsome nurse obviously felt the ridicule and distrust in Cassel's tone, and deliberately emphasized his tone.
"So where were you from 7 to 9 last night?" Beckett ignored the sudden tension between the two and continued to ask.
"Are you asking for my alibi? Are you serious, detective?" The corners of McClintock's mouth turned up slightly, and the smile on his face seemed to express that he did not believe that the beautiful police detective in front of him would doubt him.
"Yes." Beckett smiled and nodded.
"Really serious?" McClintock seemed to think she was joking and confirmed again.
"Yes, that's right." Beckett stopped smiling.
"Really?" The handsome nurse's smile froze on his face, and with an expression of disbelief, he once again asked Jack, who had been silently observing him, for confirmation.
"It really can't be true anymore." Cassel raised his voice impatiently.
"Well, I was..." McClintock frowned and thought, "I and Imani went to have coffee, er, I mean Dr. Phelps, you just met her."
"Is it the one with the injury on his leg?" Beckett was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"No, wait, then I met Rhonda again, uh, Dr. Zims. We chatted for a long time until almost 10 o'clock."
Seeing the three people looking at him with bright eyes, McClintock thought they didn't believe it, "I swear, you can ask them."
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"How true do you think his words are?" Beckett asked the two attendants today while standing at the door of the hospital.
Follower No. 1 Cassel looked disdainful, "I think he is lying."
Follower No. 2 Jack is more objective. "If his IQ was not inversely proportional to his appearance, he would not tell lies that are easily exposed."
"No matter what, we still need to verify it." Beckett glared at Cassel and took out his mobile phone, "I informed Kevin to come to the hospital to take over the subsequent investigation."
"There is also a forensic team. Let them take samples of carpets from all over the hospital. This may save some time." Jack added.
Cassel wanted to take Beckett to Las Vegas, but it was obvious that the female detective would not be in the mood to do so before the case was solved, and of course she had no time.
So in addition to helping to urge the progress of the CSI laboratory, Jack also took an extra job to investigate Dr. Monroe's financial situation.
When he stepped into the detective's office of the 12th Precinct again after dinner, he happened to meet Kevin Ryan, who had just returned from the hospital, and of course Cassel, who was sitting at Beckett's desk doing nothing.
"Unfortunately, Dr. Rhonda Zims confirmed the suspect's alibi. By the way, she is really hot." Kevin held a thick file bag in his hand.
"She emphasized to me again and again how good a listener McClintock was, and would give her some cute little gifts."
"Aha, I knew that my inference of the murder motive of the hospital love triangle was valid." Cassel jumped up from his seat when he heard this.