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STRANGE SUICIDE surgery, that’s all. Simply removes all details of the suicide from your mind and gives you memory patterns of a normal death. Go with that officer there. He’ll notify your people and make sure that you get a new secretarial post right away. No, not yet. We'll need to question you further.” Kristofr pointed to the body. ““What about him?” The general nodded to the visor. “Tell the Yard coroner to come up for him. Don’t go into details.”’ He stared round the room. “Any chance of anyone getting in here apart from through the door?” Kristofr shook his head. “We've been over the place thoroughly. Only one way in or out.” “Then the possibility of a murder disguised to look like suicide seems to revolve around whether this young lady here is telling the truth or not.” He stared at her intently for a moment, then turned back to Kristofr. “You’ve got a psychoprobe on you?” “Ves.” “Then take her into the other room and use it on her. Get information on all Jaksn’s recent callers and activities, too.”” He wheeled on the other policemen. ““You three check on the janitors and the automat scanners on all the doors. But don’t give anything away that you don’t have to. Find out if anything unusual has been observed here. Find out as much as you can about Jaksn. You others get onto Records and check on the man’s past history and. his private life.” On the foam couch the body of Dr. Robt Jaksn, neuro-physicist, with its sight- less eyes gazing at the ceiling of the consulting room, lay very still, and cold, and dead, and quite unaware of the vast commotion it was causing. 9 9 9 ELL,” BARKED GENERAL ‘Lee as Krvistofr en- tered his office, “‘what have you got?” “Statements from every- body likely to be of help, and reports from Records and the Detector staff.’ He sat down opposite the general and comicloooks.conm