National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 106 Discovery

In the funeral home late at night, the whistling wind sounds like a group of ghosts passing through, and the fallen leaves are flying all over the sky, unwilling to leave, but also unwilling to fall, as if they have many unfulfilled wishes.

In the funeral home late at night, the lights are swaying. Looking out the window, the interweaving patterns of light and dark seem like a gorgeous cage set by fate. Turning back to look behind you, it is the dark night and the gray sky. I always feel that something will jump out of the blue and say to you: Hi!

In the funeral home late at night, there are always creaking sounds of doors and windows shaking, the sound of locks opening, and the sound of dripping water, winter, winter, winter. Even if it is carefully repaired during the day, various unexpected situations always occur at night.

In the anatomy room on the first floor below ground, the heroic music never stops:

"Streaking, running naked, running all over the street..."

The song "Shanghai Beach" brought Li Zhen back to his youth, making him intoxicated and nostalgic.

At that time, Xiao Li, still a young forensic doctor, was assigned to Langgu County and was a college student that the whole county was paying attention to!

Within a month of working, Xiao Li had dissected 9 corpses. When he went to a restaurant for dinner, the boss would give him two more pieces of braised pork ribs.

Listening to the song, Li Zhen seemed to have returned to the past.

Thinking of the simple conditions at that time, when he encountered some cases, the conditions were not met and he had to dissect on the spot. From time to time, he had to open the chest, abdomen and skull on the floor of the deceased's bedroom. At that time, kneeling in front of the corpse to work, even a young man was tired and his back ached. If he did the same thing now, Li Zhen would immediately have another corpse with a broken waist.

Unlike now, there is still an office in the funeral home, no wind or rain, but it's a little cold, hiss~

"These are all the things dug out from the tomb." Jiang Yuan looked at the last piece of cloth and put it back in the large evidence box on the small table. He couldn't help but stand up and lean back, slowly turning around, moving and stretching.

He didn't dare to move too much, for fear of waking up the neighbors in the boxes around him.

Li Zhen was exhausted a long time ago. He casually collapsed on the dissection table next to him and made a strange and not-so-standard yoga pose, which was a bit funny, like a corpse that had been forced to move.

He was originally listening to the music attentively. When he heard Jiang Yuan's voice, he raised his chin, like an old and skinny cat who was arrogant and didn't like to talk to people.

"Go to sleep after you're done. There's a camp bed inside. You can open it and sleep. It's too tiring."

Jiang Yuan:...

"... There's a camp bed, why do you want to sleep on the dissection table? It's too cold." Jiang Yuan was concentrating on sorting out the evidence just now and didn't pay attention. Now he turned around and looked, and felt like he was chatting with an old corpse.

He looked at the stainless steel dissection table and couldn't help shuddering!

Li Zhen smiled and said, "You didn't look carefully. I put a military coat underneath."

"Your military coat is in the autopsy room. It is often placed on the autopsy table. It must have been marinated. It is too big. It is almost suitable for the corpse."

"This was originally used to cover the corpse. The family didn't want it. I was dating and had no money. It was almost the New Year, so I didn't have money to buy new clothes..."

Forensic doctor Li himself didn't understand it. In fact, he was still young at that time. He dissected the person under the military coat and found out the cause of death of the deceased. He quickly helped solve the case and caught the murderer.

The family came to claim the body and threw away the military coat.

Because normally when encountering such a thing, the family would like to burn all the deceased's belongings and don't want to see anything related. They would probably feel sad when they think about it.

He kept the military coat, and he kept it all the time. He was not afraid and felt very kind.

Jiang Yuan calculated Li Zhen's age, and then deduced the age of his girlfriend. He was immediately full of respect for the military coat under him. This thing is no longer a coat, but a magic weapon!

"Are we really not going home?" Jiang Yuan asked again.

Li Zhen poked the outside with his thumb and said, "If you are afraid, you can go out and sneak a little!"

Jiang Yuan thought about it. The room was the autopsy room, which was under the jurisdiction of the police station, and the room was outside the funeral home, which was under the jurisdiction of the civil affairs department. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that the autopsy room was safer.

"It's not that I'm afraid, I just don't feel comfortable sleeping here." Jiang Yuan found the camp bed and measured it a little to know that the length was indeed not enough.

"Then continue to work." Li Zhen gave advice, turned over, started to send WeChat to his wife, and then opened "National K Song" to sing a song "Sweet Honey".

"Sweet Honey, Sweet Honey..."

The singing of Li, a forensic doctor, pinched his voice in the autopsy room, and Jiang Yuan couldn't help shuddering again!

Lying on the dissection table and singing "Sweet Honey", no matter how you think about it, you feel a bit like a corpse.

Jiang Yuan brought another box of evidence to the table, spread out the record book, and put on a pair of gloves again. Li Zhen was preparing for sleep and didn't care about him.

Compared with the evidence in the big evidence box just now, this box of evidence is much less important.

The evidence in the big evidence box was all dug out from the sloppy tomb. There were the victim Sun Jingyi's clothes, a few personal belongings, and the soil under the abdomen of the corpse, etc. These evidences were also sampled and sent for inspection. They are the most concerned and most likely to produce results.

The box of evidence that Jiang Yuan brought to the table now came from outside the tomb. It was the items found in the search from the tomb to a kilometer range.

There are four such boxes in total. If they are placed in other places, they are the results of picking up garbage, but here, every item must be repeatedly studied before it will be let go.

Among them, the most eye-catching evidence is the cigarette butt. If it is the criminal's cigarette butt, it is equivalent to the criminal's initiative to report the ID number.

As a result, it turns out that it was just the unprofessionalism of the search team.

Someone secretly smoked during the search, threw the cigarette butt in the woods, and carefully stepped on it.

In fact, there is nothing to say. The search lasted for more than a day. It is impossible to stop smokers from smoking, especially in the wild.

In addition, the search team is only a professional search and rescue team, including semi-official organizations such as the local Blue Sky Rescue Team, but it is not a professional police force. It has neither received relevant training nor corresponding obligations. In such a harsh environment, it is not easy to manage itself.

When they were smoking, they didn't know that there might be a body dug out here.

Jiang Yuan put aside the cigarette butts, toilet paper, etc. that someone claimed.

There were still a lot of things left in the box, including unclaimed plastic bags, lighter shells, mineral water bottles, shoe soles, fish hooks and fishing lines, net bags, cloth bags, torn clothes, food packaging bags and boxes...

Jiang Yuan took them out one by one and looked through them.

Afterwards, he scanned fingerprints one by one and then wiped DNA.

This job can be done by other on-site investigators or technicians, but very few can do it well.

When wiping DNA, dip the cotton swab in water and make it semi-dry before wiping. Not many people are willing to do such a small action. They may have learned that it is good to do this, but in reality, they usually just take a cotton swab and do it.

As for the wiping action, the appropriate evidence bag, and timely delivery, even fewer people can do it well. These are all very trivial and complicated, and may not produce results.

Similar to trace evidence, the core of DNA testing is actually the extraction of samples.

When it comes to extraction, it is actually not difficult. It is nothing more than carefulness, patience and proficiency, but in fact, not many people can do it.

Some people are really lazy to do it, and some people can't finish it and have to rush the operation.

In this regard, the surveyor or technician is actually no different from the primary school students. The teachers and parents tell them to write fair, be careful and meticulous, and don't be careless, and then hope that the children will be more proactive and do more homework.

In fact, among the children in a class, it is very likely that there is not a single one who can do all of these. Even if they are crazy about it, there are only a few who can maintain it.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan is the most active and serious primary school student in the class.

His emotions and state are very excited.

He used the sketching skills he just acquired to draw a picture, marking the distribution of evidence around Sun Jingyi's tomb. Although it is a tool map, it is also very comfortable to look at.

Then he started to process the evidence itself.

Out of habit, he scanned fingerprints first.

Occasionally, there will be arguments about whether to scan fingerprints or DNA first. Everyone criticizes each other for not being careful enough, and in general, whoever arrives first will be examined first.

Jiang Yuan is still more familiar with fingerprints.

As he scanned the items one by one, including Baisuishan, Wahaha, Binglu, and a bottle of Nongfu Spring, Jiang Yuan fell into deep thought over the fingerprints he scanned.

He took the fingerprint off, held it in his hand, and stared at it quietly.

This fingerprint is about three quarters of a normal fingerprint, and it is relatively complete, with a relatively clear cleavage line. If Curry has a corresponding fingerprint like this, any trace inspector can easily match it.

It doesn't look like a fingerprint that has been in the middle of a fingerprint battle.

But he felt a little familiar.

The impression of fingerprint experts on fingerprints is probably like the impression of a scumbag on his ex-girlfriend.

Jiang Yuan kept pushing his thoughts forward, forward.

As he thought about it, a fingerprint suddenly popped up in Jiang Yuan's mind!

Wenxiang arson case!

After multiple cases were connected in series, all the arson cases in Wenxiang were solved, except for one case.

The arson case involving forest land was not solved.

Jiang Yuan immediately took out his phone and checked it.

In his memory, the arsonist admitted to several cases, but not this one, so this case was temporarily shelved.

The fingerprints extracted from this case were very blurry, but compared with the fingerprints in front of him... there were many similarities!

convex(艹艹)!!

Sure enough, what the teacher said was right, every effort will not be in vain.

Jiang Yuan excitedly pushed Li, the forensic doctor who just closed his eyes on the dissection table!

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