Chapter 455: It’s Christine White
Baird Lane covers his nose, “No!”
“No?” Bess Camp had a gleam in her eye, “How is President Lane sure she isn’t? The DNA records haven’t been brought in yet.”
“I have feelings!” Baird Lane looked at the body in front of him.
For some reason, before he arrived, he was still panicked and worried that the body was really Christine White.
But after seeing the body, he calmed down completely, not panicking or worrying.
There was only one result of such a change of heart, and that was that the body in front of him was not Christine White.
“Well, it looks like President Lane is pretty confident.” Bess Camp laughed and wasn’t talking anymore.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
Time to visit the body.
The two men washed their hands, disinfected them, and left the morgue for the rest room.
After about almost half an hour of being in the lounge, Gates finally arrived, and with him, Ives Norton.
“Baird, I’ve heard all about it, where’s the body, can I see it?” Ives Norton said hurriedly as soon as he got out of the car.
Baird Lane had no objection to letting Gates take him.
Ives Norton is a doctor and has studied the human body.
Perhaps, he could also tell that the body was not Christine White.
Ives Norton followed Gates, and Baird Lane went with Bess Camp to the other side, the coroner’s office, to have the coroner use Christine White’s DNA and compare it to the body’s DNA to see if it was her.
The DNA comparison took a little longer than it should have, and before the results were in, Ives Norton ended up back with Gates that way.
Baird Lane looked at Ives Norton, “Well?”
Ives Norton shook his head, “The body’s in worse shape than I thought, too puffy to touch the bones.”
“Touching bones?” Bess Camp came to some interest, “Dr. Norton, you can identify a person based on touching bones, huh?”
Ives Norton saw him, a surprise flashed in his eyes, although I don’t know how he is also here, but now is not the time to ask about this, nodded his head, and returned, “Surgery has a great connection with orthopedics, I’ve done Christine’s medical checkups many times, and I’m very familiar with the bones in her shoulder and arm, I originally thought that after touching the corpse’s shoulder bones in comparison to Christine’s, I would be able to determine if she was Christine or not, but …”
“Don’t sell yourself short, say!” Baird Lane cast an unhappy glance.
Ives Norton rubbed his nose and continued on, “But the body was so puffy and already decomposing that I couldn’t touch her at all without a piece of flesh falling off, so I couldn’t be sure if she was Christine.”
Hearing his words, Baird Lane closed his eyes tiredly, not surprised, “I know, get some rest, the coroner is doing DNA comparisons and will have the results soon.”
“Yeah.” Ives Norton nodded and stopped talking.
After about ten minutes or so, the medical examiner came out of his office in his white coat.
Baird Lane Several people greeted them.
“What are the results?” Baird Lane asked in a hushed voice, his eyes dead set on the information in the coroner’s hand.
“You are Baird President Lane, aren’t you?” The coroner looked at Baird Lane.
Baird Lane nodded.
The coroner handed over the information in his hand, “President Lane, here’s the comparison report you asked for, I’m sorry for your loss.”
“Condolences?” Hearing those two words, Bess Camp frowned, “Condolences for what, you don’t mean to say that the body, is President Lane’s wife, do you?”
At that, Ives Norton and Gates also looked at the coroner, displeasure written in their eyes.
Only Baird Lane ignored it and looked seriously at the information in his hand, after reading it, he violently crushed the information into a strip and said with a hard look on his face, “It’s impossible, it’s absolutely impossible!”
“What’s wrong Baird?” asked Ives Norton, seeing that he was in a heated mood, and hastily brought the information he was holding over to him.
Bess Camp and Gates also curiously walked up to him and watched with him.
After reading it, all three were in disbelief.
Especially Bess Camp, the whole thing is bad.
“That body can’t be Christine White!” said Bess Camp, gazing at the coroner.
The coroner’s heart thumped with weakness as he faced his hawk-like gaze.
This guy can’t be reading anything into this, can he?
“I don’t think it’ll be Christine either,” said Ives Norton, seeing that both Baird Lane and Bess Camp had successively denied that the body was Christine White, so naturally he couldn’t be left behind.
And he sincerely hoped that the body wasn’t Christine White.
“Are you sure you’ve made the correct comparison?” Baird Lane asked as he emotionally grabbed the coroner’s tie, his eyes scarlet.
He didn’t recognize it, he definitely didn’t recognize the result.
That body, how could it be Christine White?
His instincts told him it wasn’t!
“President Lane, calm down, I know you don’t want to believe it, but it’s the truth, that’s what the comparisons show, and it’s not like I can fake this DNA record, since you’re the ones who brought it here.” The coroner said with a scared look on his face.
Bess Camp looked to Ives Norton, “Dr. Norton, he said that the DNA was taken by you guys and that it couldn’t be faked, so the profile of that body, can it be faked?”
Ives Norton’s eyes lit up when he heard this, “Yeah, the body’s data can be faked, it can be made to look just like Christine’s DNA, Baird, let me do the comparison!”
Baird Lane, naturally trusting Ives Norton more than the coroner, nodded and agreed.
Ives Norton immediately went into the identification room where the coroner had just gone.
Baird Lane let go of the coroner’s collar, and as soon as the coroner was free, he immediately shrank away and went to straighten the tie on his body.
Bess Camp had been watching him and was puzzled to see that he was in no hurry at all Ives Norton to make the comparison.
The comparisons that were just made were made by this medical examiner, who flat out said that the body was Christine White, which means he’s in trouble and was paid off by the people behind the arrangement of this body.
But why, is he not at all concerned that Ives Norton did the comparison and it came out different than his?
Or is it that in that appraisal room, something was tampered with by him, and that tampering would make any doctor who did the comparison, do the same result, so when you think about it, it’s really possible ah!
With that in mind, Bess Camp sets her sights on Baird Lane and is just about to say something to him when the door to the appraisal room opens and Ives Norton comes out of it, pale as a sheet.
Baird Lane’s aura around him instantly became overwhelming when he saw him like this.
“Ives Norton, with that look on your face, don’t you tell me the results are the same as his!” Baird Lane’s face was grim as he pointed aside at the coroner.
Ives Norton dared not look Baird Lane in the eye and dropped his head deeply, “Baird … I’m sorry, the result is the same, that’s Christine …”
“No, you’re lying to me!” Baird Lane yelled down, “How could that be Christine White.”
“I know it can’t be, and I don’t want to believe it if I can help it, but the comparisons are coming in, and we have to believe it if we don’t believe it, and Christine really is dead …” Ives Norton said in a shaky voice.
He was also in pain, and regretted even more why he had bothered to make the comparison.
And that comparison was made by the man himself, who faced the brutality of Christine’s death before even Baird Lane did.
That’s the woman he loves. It’s safe to say that he’s no less upset inside than Baird Lane is. He can play that he has nothing to do with Christine, and he can’t even fully express his inner feelings like Baird Lane does, or else he’d be a shameless person who misses his brother’s wife.
“Dead?” Baird Lane felt something fishy in his throat, and in the next second, he suddenly poofed, spat out blood, and collapsed to the ground
This turn of events stunned everyone.
Gates and Ives Norton rushed up to check on Baird Lane, “Baird, what’s wrong with you?”