Criminal Justice: [5-27]

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Criminal Justice: Class Three

When the class entered the Danger Shop today they'll find that it had been transformed into tactical room, complete with multiple wide screen televisions, theater seating and more computers than you could shake a stick at.

"All right," Gibbs said sipping from his ever-present coffee cup. "Last week you gathered evidence. For those of you who aren't law enforcement teenager freaks from the future, it should be pretty evident that evidence is everything. Mishandle one item of evidence and chances are some scumbag lawyer will get a guilty man off on a technicality."

Yes. He was giving hard looks at those students who claimed to be lawyers or lawyer-wannabees.

"This leads me to two additional rules. Number thirteen: Never, ever involve a lawyer. Because they're a royal pain in the ass and you'll never get any work done. The other rule is number eight: never take anything for granted. That means take everything you've gathered with a grain of salt. Whatever theories or thoughts you had about the victim, her lifestyle or the situation she died should never be considered concrete until all the work is done. Evidence can't lie but it's subject to interpretation. That's why when you're done gathering the evidence and the body you hand it over to the medical examiner and a forensic specialist to find out the facts. To help us out with the evidence we're going to have some assistance here."

Nodding at Ben to do... whatever technical thing needed to be done, Gibbs turned to the large video screen in the front of the room as some very familiar faces appeared.

"Dr. Mallard is our esteemed Medical Examiner. He'll start things off with the details regarding the victim's body. What do you have for me, Duck?"

Ducky	The elderly gentleman gave the classroom a warm smile as he checked his notes. "Well Jethro, as I recall this young lady had no shortage of water in her lungs. She was definitely drowned which should come as no surprise considering the position she was foundin ," Donald "Ducky" Mallared replied in his usual crisp British manner. "Additionally there was a lack of bruising and defensive wounds that you would normally find if the victim was struggling which leads me to believe that the killer caught our victim in the middle of regurgitation.
Gibbs	"Right," Gibbs nodded. "Any internal damage?"
Ducky	"Her esophagus is quite worn as if she’d been vomiting excessively," Ducky replied. "And while it may be possible that she was bulimic, I do not find it to be probable. Her throat shows little evidence of self-regurgitation. Preliminary tests conclude that her bout with hyper emesis was caused by a hormonal imbalance. Particularly, a drastic rise in her estrogen level."
Gibbs	"In other words our victim was pregnant," Gibbs summarized. "Anything else?"
Ducky	"Yes, as one of your students noted, there was a waxy type substance found in the victim's hair. A kind of paraffin wax I believe. It reminds me of a product my grandfather used to use. He put a little of it on either end of his moustache. Gave it the handlebar look. Granted you don't see that style today but back then it was popular and epitomized high-"
Gibbs	"Which now takes us to our forensics expert," Gibbs said cutting him off and signalling Ben to switch to another camera thing. "Abby Scuito."
Abby	Unfortunately for Gibbs, Abby was not on screen at the moment. Though she could be heard offscreen. "You listen to me Major Mass Spectrometer, I will not accept this kind of behavior. Do you see all the other lab equipment? Do you see how hard they're working? I expect you to pick up the slack, mister or there will be-"
Gibbs	Gibbs rolled his eyes. Partially in amusement. "Abs!"
Abby	"I'm here! I'm here!" A girl in goth clothing and a labcoat shouted as she scurried over to the camera and then waved enthusiastically. "Hi Gibbs! Hello future crime fighters of America!"
Gibbs	"What do you got for me Abs?"
Abby	"Well at first I thought the stuff in the vicitm's hair might be bikini glue. You know, the stuff beauty contestants use to keep their bathing suits in place? I used to go through sticks of the stuff when I was in the circuit. In fact there was this one time in Boise where I forgot to-"
Gibbs	"Abs!"
Abby	Abby frowned at Gibbs. "Hey! C'mon! I compared our victim’s wax to over a hundred different products. Each one just one molecule different from the next. Do you know how small a molecule is?"
Gibbs	"No," Gibbs said sounding a bit testy. "I also don't care."
Abby	"Oh Gibbs, Don't you know you have to eat your peas first before you get dessert?" Abby asked in her always-perky fashion.
Gibbs	"I hate peas," Gibbs grumbled.
Abby	"Anyhow, after many fun-packed hours of nothing but wax, I found a match. Mr. Zog's Sex Wax," she said holding up a container. "Which comes in cool, warm, and tropical. And no, it's not what you think it is all you mini-Gibbs out there! It's used by surfers to keep traction on their surf boards."
Gibbs	"You done yet?"
Abby	"Nope!" she said cheerfully. "At this point in the investigation I've got a jillion fingerprints from the bathroom, none from the flowers and a DNA profile of the mother and the unborn child. So if your tiny detectives can get me something to compare it to, I'll tell you who's the daddy."
Gibbs	"So moving-"
Abby	"Gibbs! Wait! Wait!"
Gibbs	"Something else, Abs?"
Abby	"Yes. The cellphone found was the victim's," she replied. "And since getting off duty the day before her murder there was only one phone call on it going to a Lisa Kerr."
Gibbs	"Good jobs, Abs," Gibbs said with a small grin. "There's a caf-pow waiting for you on your desk."
Abby	"Wait! How did you- I've been in my lab all day! How did you sneak that in here? I-"
Gibbs	Gibbs chuckled and signaled Ben to change the feed which now showed two men in suits and dark haired woman whose face seemed to have a permanent scowl on it. "And now following up on the other evidence we have my former crack team. Agents McGee, DiNozzo and Officer David. McGee."
McGee	The man with the cropped haircut barely looked up from his terminal as he typed. "Phone call to Lisa Kerr originally turned up with no new information. She met the victim while teaching a yoga class and would get together. The victim left a message on Ms. Kerr's answering machine asking to meet but she didn't call back. Since the victim was afloat until the day before her murder, she had her mail put on hold. In it we found letters from one man who seemed to be obsessed with her pictoral. Letters seemed to be of a stalker type variety including threats about her being with other men and not wanting to live without he. The same man was paroled two weeks before the murder and was working at a car wash two miles away from the restroom.
Gibbs	"Good Job, McGee. DiNozzo?"
Tony	"Is this really, necessary boss?" the man named DiNozzo asked in a tired tone. "I mean you could just go through the evidence yourself and-"
Gibbs	Gibbs didn't say a word. He just gave DiNozzo a certain look. One that DiNozzo was very familiar with.
Tony	"Right. Sorry, boss," DiNozzo said looking immediately cowed. "The pictoral in GSM of the victim was taken by two different photographers. One was a professional who just took a few snaps for the magazine but the others were taken in the victim's apartment. A release for those photos was signed for those photos by one Kevin Holt who just happens to be the boyfriend of one Lisa Kerr.
McGee	"And just happens to be a surfer."
Tony	"I was just getting to that McGeek!" Tony scowled.
McGee	"Well it sounded like you were finished!" McGee protested.
Tony	"It was a dramatic pause," Tony shot back. "If you had any sense of drama you'd know that."
McGee	"I thought we were just helping Gibbs teach a class."
Gibbs	"I'll teach the both of you something if you don't shut up!" Gibbs growled at them. "Knock it off!"
Tony & McGee	"Sorry Boss."
Gibbs	"Ziva? You got anything to add?" Gibbs asked as he turned away from McGee and DiNozzo.
Ziva	"Yes. Tony's been insufferable since you left," she said glaring at Tony.
Tony	"Hey!"
Gibbs	"Well he wouldn't be DiNozzo if he wasn't insufferable," Gibbs smirked.
Tony	"Hey!"

Gibbs grinned as he signaled Ben to mute the line just as the three investigators began arguing with each other on the screen. "All right. Looks like we have a few suspects and a few questions answered. Tell me your thoughts on the evidence at hand and who you think might be our best suspect?"

After that discussion was over, Gibbs started handing out evidence bags to each student. "Now to impress upon you the need for secure evidence, we're going to do a little exercise. Each of you is going to take an evidence bag with you as you leave with a piece of evidence from this case. Every time you see one of your classmates? You exchange evidence and sign the custody sheet on the bag. If any of you lose one of your bags? You're fired. If you come back with an unsigned bag? You're fired. If you try and fake it? I'll know it."

[OCD is up. NOW you can sign in.]

Comments

Sign in! [5-27]

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

With your "I'm about to solve a mystery!" pose.

Re: Sign in! [5-27]

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah Lance

Listen to the Lecture

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

And wonder just who the heck these people are...

Re: Listen to the Lecture

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

"This class needs popcorn." Diana commented out loud.

Re: Listen to the Lecture

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

It was like watching the crew of the Gekko-Go, but with fewer things being thrown!

Anemone was perfectly happy to sit back and watch, and figure out who was who and how it all worked.

Re: Listen to the Lecture

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was snickering quietly at the antics of McGee and Tony, and wanting to ask Abby about her job and the Caff-Pow.

Re: Listen to the Lecture

[heromaniac]

Why yes, Momoko did wave back at the nice goth lady in the lab coat, even though she wasn't planning on being an American crime fighter in the future.

She also tried really hard to follow all of the information that the people on the screen were tossing out. Some of it made sense from what they'd seen last week, but some she just... listened to.

Re: Listen to the Lecture

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

Turtle was taking copious notes.

In fact, it wouldn't be too far off to say that she never stopped writing throughout the whole thing, and was still writing when it got done.

Re: Listen to the Lecture

[cataclysmicluck.livejournal.com]

Zayne did his very best to take detailed notes in his datapad. As it turned out, his class with Professor Atreides was very helpful with taking notes on a lot of talking.

Discussion!

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Of all the suspects who is the one you pick as the killer? And why?

Re: Discussion!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah had written down notes on the evidence, and was biting her lip. "Too soon to be sure at all, but. Means, motive, opportunity. The guy stalking her had all of them. There's no physical evidence to tie him to it yet, though. Just the proximity."

Re: Discussion!

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose didn't really have a clue, and she did still have a headache, but she had a question anyway. "Is it true most murders and stuff are done by people the victim already knows?"

Re: Discussion!

[momslilassassin]

"Right now, I like the friend for it," Ben said. "Lisa Kerr. She can't be too happy her boyfriend's taking an interest in another woman, and she'd be able to walk into a girl's bathroom uncommented on."

Re: Discussion!

[heromaniac]

Momoko frowned. "I don't think I can pick anyone yet. I think that a man would be noticed going into a women's bathroom. Unless he was wearing women's clothes, maybe? But then again why would the friend kill her?"

Assignment!

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Each of the students will get an evidence bag with a certain item. Anytime they run into each other outside of this classroom they have to exchange it with the other student and sign the evidence bag to show they received it.

The evidence bags assigned to each person are:
Ben Skywalker - Rubber Ducky
Buffy Summers - GSM Magazine
Alice Liddell - A pack of chewing gum
Anemone - A canister of Mr. Zog's Sex Wax. Tropical.
Chie Satonaka - A canister of Mr. Zog's Sex Wax. Warm.
Diana Hansen - A canister of Mr. Zog's Sex Wax. Cool.
Dinah Lance - A Toothbrush
Griffin O'Conner - A signed release form with Kevin Holt's name on it.
Helen Haras-Uquara - The card from the flower vase
Hinata Hyuuga - A cell phone
Jennifer Walters - An empty cup of Caf-Pow!
Leda - An empty bottle of superglue
Liz Sherman - An autographed picture of Tom Selleck addressed to a "Tony"
Lois Lane - An autographed picture of David Hasselhoff addresed to Ziva
Merlin - A thigh master
Momoko Akatsutsumi - Jane Fonda's workout video
Rachel Roth - An Empty jar of peanut butter
Rosemarie Hathaway - Candy wrappers
T.R. Wexler - A bobble head of Tim Gunn
Worf - A barbie doll wearing a lab coat
Zayne Carrick - a plush dog that farts when you squeeze it.

Re: Assignment!

[sonofmogh.livejournal.com]

Worf stared at the doll in his evidence bag.

"How is this relative to the case?" he grumbled to himself.

Re: Assignment!

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

Diana glanced at the Sex Wax and then tried to see who else got what.

Re: Assignment!

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

Griff looked over his bag, generally glad he hadn't gotten the Barbie doll.

Re: Assignment!

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer looked at her evidence, and mentally sighed in relief. She wasn't stuck with anything too weird.

...not that is mattered, she suddenly thought, if she was going to have to pass it off to the first classmate she saw out of the classroom.

Re: Assignment!

[iruinenglish.livejournal.com]

Buffy looked at her evidence bag, then around for what everyone else had. If she avoided anyone with the Sex Wax this week, it wasn't their fault, she just didn't want that in her possession.

Re: Assignment!

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Toothbrush. Hunh. At least it could fit into her purse? Dinah looked around. Unlike some of the other stuff. Poor Merlin.

Re: Assignment!

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose tilted the evidence bag to see what kind of candy the wrappers were for. Chocolate sounded good right now.

The TA's

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Who no doubt are ready and willing to help you.

Re: The TA's

[iruinenglish.livejournal.com]

Buffy was in fact here to help. Whether or not she was any good at it was anyone's guess.

The Teacher

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

Who amazingly enough is probably on his third cup of coffee already.

Re: The Teacher

[oops-mbad.livejournal.com]

Diana stopped by after class, a curious look on her face. "Mr. Gibbs?"

The OOC

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

I might have had too much fun with the NCIS cast showing up.

Re: The OOC

[youcantfollow.livejournal.com]

*HUGS THE CAST*