The Body in the Laboratory

A cleaner finds a jacket lying on the floor of a top secret laboratory and then suddenly discovers there is a dead body inside the jacket. The police investigation is hampered by the secret research being conducted at the laboratory in the Fylde. Painstakingly the police review the suspects, but it becomes clear that the murderer probably came from overseas, prompted by the need for an organisation to find out what type of research has been achieved in the laboratory.

One clue leads to an investigation amid the Vietnamese community in Nottingham, but the suspect appeared to have fled to Madrid where there are no extradition facilities for mere suspects. The police consider how they can lure the suspect back to the UK; then a little boy with a stick brings them some luck as he unearths a security card from the laboratory; the parents of the murdered scientists offer some clues about people who had been trying to contact the victim.

A simple murder investigation becomes an international chase for the killer as the police forces in Germany and France become involved when it is discovered that the suspect was originally recruited by Stasi in East Germany before unification, but then fled to Marseilles and then on to England to escape custody following a murder conviction.

At the end of the row of workbenches he turned the corner, and suddenly realised there was somebody actually inside the jacket and lying on his back on the floor.

“Are you alright, mate?” he asked as he walked towards the jacket.

It was only when he saw the listless eyes in the face of the man lying on the floor that his brain clicked into gear.

“Oh, my god!” he thought to himself, “that man looks dead!”

His immediate thought was to run for help, and then he remembered the security system at each door, which needed a pass code, that he looked at the nearest bench with a telephone unit.

He quickly dialed a number for security.

“This is Monty,” he reported, “I think there’s been an accident in this laboratory, and maybe the man is dead.”

“Stay where you are,” said the voice from security, “we’re on our way.”

Monty had been a soldier and had seen active service as a rifleman, but he never liked looking at dead bodies, so he walked towards the body and the jacket, but did not get too close. Now as a civilian he was not happy, disliked having to work hard, and resented authority.

Synopsis
A cleaner finds a jacket lying on the floor of a top secret laboratory and then suddenly discovers
Mike has spent the vast majority of his working life in developing countries in sub-Saharan Africa and Asia, and now lives and works in Vietnam. Mike became a consultant by accident when a local work colleague in Lagos asked him to visit his upcountry pig farm.