Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 602 Autopsy Report

"Can this evidence send Irene into prison directly?" Ainsley asked.

As if aware of her feelings, Matteo pondered for a moment, "If this video is found, and the shooter is willing to

testify in court as a witness. But, are you sure to send her in now? Are you impatient?"

Ainsley didn't look at him, but picked up a pair of scissors and began to prune the flower branches, and said while

cutting, "Yes, she has been out for a long time, and I have thought about many things during the many days at

Daniel's place, even if I put her first, and we can also find other evidence to make her sentence more and more,

and she has committed so many crimes, it is time to charge some price."

"By the way, there is one more thing. The autopsy doctor in Nancy Conway's case is willing to testify in court, but he

wants to see you before that. I think he wants to gain benefits." Matteo said seriously.

"Okay, I agree. But I'm surprised, what does he want to see me? You can't handle it."

Matteo naturally also asked this question, "He refused to answer, but I think it probably has something to do with

you."

Ainsley fell into deep thought again, what should he ask her about matters related to her, apart from Nancy, she

should have no other contact with that doctor.

"Cousin, please arrange a time. I'll see him."

"OK."

In the coffee shop in the western suburbs, this high-end coffee shop generally did not accept ordinary customers.

The customers it received were basically the top customers recommended by VIPs, and it was also for the

convenience of some people to talk about things.

Matteo was one of the top members, so it was understandable that he arranged the meeting here, and this was

what Leonard Lopez meant.

Ainsley waited for ten minutes. As soon as the waiter brought the coffee, Leonard entered the room fully armed.

He first looked left and right to make sure no one would see his face, and then he took off the mask and sunglasses

he was wearing, and took a deep breath of stale air, which suffocated him badly.

"Is it necessary to be so careful?" Ainsley asked.

Now that the Wade family was in decline, and Ms. Wade was still in a coma, Irene thought about how to save the

Wade family every day, and had no time to take care of these.

Leonard looked at her very seriously and said, "You don't understand, I have already taken a great risk in coming to

see you."

Ainsley didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so she pushed one of the cups of coffee to him, "What are the

conditions for you to agree to testify in court? Cousin said you have something to talk to me about?"

"In addition to those things you have to forget, you must also ensure the safety of my family. You also know how

crazy the Wade family is. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Who knows what she will be when I stab her in the

back this time. If she fights back with all her strength, maybe I will be killed by her. The Wade family has killed so

many people, and I am just a little doctor." Leonard said in fear.

"I promise, I will protect the safety of you and your family. You don't need to talk to me about these things, just tell

my cousin and he will promise you." Ainsley said puzzled.

Leonard took a sip of coffee, as if he was struggling in his heart. It took him a minute to make up his mind,

"Anyway, even if they didn't know, they might kill me."

He settled down and looked at Ainsley intently, "Ms. Easton, I'm sorry for you for talking about this matter. In fact,

it's not the first time I have done something like Nancy. The first time I made a fake autopsy report was with you.

It's about the Easton family."

Ainsley's heart moved slightly, full of shock, how could Leonard have anything to do with the Easton family?

Whose autopsy report did he mention? Father’s?

"Continue." Her expression was extremely cold.

"The first fake autopsy report was that of Jake Easton."

Ainsley's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, it really was his father, and Jake was his father's name.

Leonard took out his briefcase, took out two documents from it, and pushed them to her, "The document on the

left is the report handed over to the police at that time, and the one on the right is the real one. I know that Jake is

your father, take a look first."

Ainsley brought the two reports with trembling fingertips. She had read the first report countless times. She just

wanted to find out whether her father's death was really an accident or not.

However, no matter how many times she watched it, what she always saw was crash death, accidental death.

She put the first report aside and picked up the next one, which was only the weight of a few sheets of paper, but

she found it difficult to shake. The weight of this report cannot be interpreted by a few sheets of paper.

She was suddenly afraid to open it, because every word written on it might make her feel extremely depressed.

However, although some things were heavy, she still had to face them. Slowly opening the document, she saw it.

"Lidocaine drug residues were found in his stomach and throat, and his death was due to cardiac arrest caused by

a lidocaine attack..."

She shook her hand subconsciously, and the information fell lightly on the table, "How could it be..."

She looked at Leonard with scarlet eyes, "You clearly know the cause of death, why did you submit a fake report?"

Leonard trembled and shook his head, "Ms. Easton, it's really not my fault. I was an upright person at the time, and

I would never compromise for money or anything. But I have children, can you understand? They took my child and

threatened me that if I dared to submit the real autopsy report, my family members would die.”

He recalled with disappointment, and there was still a fearful expression on his face, Actually, I have struggled, I

wanted to resist, and I even thought that I could die together. But I was too naive, I reported the truth. After

sending it up, I was called back because the format was wrong."

Ainsley narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's ridiculous.”

"It's ridiculous. I didn't give up. I skipped the level to hand it in. Not surprisingly, I was called back again. The reason

was still that the format was wrong. No matter how many times I changed the report, the report had been revised

to the point where there was no format problem, so I sent it back. The reason is always that the format is wrong."

When Leonard said this, he couldn't help but clenched his fists.

After he took a sip of coffee to calm himself down, he continued, "In the end I received the last report sent,

followed by a finger from my lover. I have no choice but to compromise. Out of guilt, I left this autopsy report and

no one knew it existed."

"Then why did you choose to tell me at this time?" Ainsley asked suspiciously.

He didn't say it on the first side, and He still didn't say when they met again.

Leonard explained, "Because they started to attack me."

Ainsley frowned, he used the word they since the very beginning when Leonard talked about the whole thing.