A Cue for Happiness

The following afternoon, there was complete silence in the conference room. Everyone was at a loss.

John Williams, the police officer in charge of the case, began collecting the documents scattered on the table. “If there’s nothing else to add, then the meeting is over. For tonight, follow up on the name list of girls that have gone missing recently. We have to confirm her identity.”

Right when everyone was yawning and getting ready to get on with their work, someone in the corner slowly stood up.

“I have a question.”

Natalie had one hand in the pocket of her white coat, and there was an aura of total tranquility around her.

Her colleagues all turned to look at her in surprise and couldn’t help but begin to gossip.

“That’s a new face. I’ve never seen her before. Is she a new coroner?”

“Are all fresh graduates this bold nowadays? Even the older, experienced people here have nothing to add. What could this brat have to say?”

“I’d love to know what exactly she’s got on her mind.”

Effie and Brandon looked at each other and communicated through their expressions. They thought it was absurd that they were treating Natalie as some newbie. They were eager to witness Natalie give them a slap in the face.

Meanwhile, Natalie did not mind what anyone was saying at all. She walked over to John and bent over to pick up some scratch paper from the ground, which had a footprint on it.

“Besides the autopsy report, I also wrote some information down by hand. However, it seems that it’s been treated like trash,” she commented.

she spoke was firm. Furthermore, her gaze was sharp enough to slice

awkward, but he replied, “Hand it over

than scrap, I’m pretty sure you’ll do the same thing again.” Natalie

victims back together. Even though their faces are distorted beyond recognition, telltale signs on their body tell me they were married with

all of this, there are only three people on the name list who are possible candidates. When you take into account the victim’s age, that narrows it down to two—Lisa Moore and Jean Gray. You can get the family members of those two women to come in for a DNA test. The investigation department needs to work harder and find the third missing

steadily placed the document in front of John, who quickly skimmed

had said was the truth, and it was impressive how she had narrowed

the time to introduce myself to everyone because of this case, so I’ll do it now. I’m Natalie Nichols, specially-appointed coroner of the Major Crimes Unit. I’m looking forward to working with

people in the conference room burst into

coroner would be some forty-year-old lady,

search for every single person on the name

“She’s our saving grace!”

leave now. I hope all of you will continue putting in your best effort so that I don’t

smile crept

watched in awe as she

had stunned them to

that she was only in

Major Crimes Unit who could match her level of

in the changing room, Natalie had just taken off her white coat when she received