Cheng Yu considered his words, originally trying to find a suitable reason to show that he knew some medical skills, but a sudden and timid voice interrupted Cheng Yu's thinking.
I saw Bai Xiaowen sticking his head out from behind Su Xi, seeming a little hesitant, and as if he was actually a little unsure. He looked at Cheng Yu who seemed undecided, and said, "I remember, Master, you have a book."
It is about doctors. You also said in an interview that in order to write this book, in order to understand the medical procedures and the details of the medical process, you lived and ate in a tertiary hospital for three months, and even went into the operating room at close range.
I have observed many surgeries. So no matter what, the master is the most suitable among us to help Brother Chen Yu examine the body first."
Everyone's eyes fell on Cheng Yu. Although Cheng Yu had no memory of this, it was impossible for Bai Xiaowen to talk nonsense at this moment. Cheng Yu in this virtual space must have really written such a book.
Book.
But as for the so-called three-month follow-up interview, the credibility is actually not high. As for walking into the operating room to observe the operation up close, it is an absolute exaggeration. No hospital would dare to let an ordinary person, even if that person is a writer
, he is a reporter, and it is absolutely impossible for him to enter the operating room.
However, there is no need to enter the operating room to observe the operation. First, there is an observation room. You can directly see the situation in the operating room through the glass window. Moreover, many operating rooms are now equipped with surveillance cameras, which can supervise and monitor the operation from multiple angles.
Especially for critical cases and cases with difficult operations, video recording of the entire process cannot prevent the patient's family members from questioning the hospital before the second operation.
So Cheng Yu nodded and said: "Study and observe in the hospital, understand the doctor's work, etc., those are true, but withdrawing into the operating room is purely false. You are just a writer, how can you withdraw?"
Entering an operating room with extremely low requirements for sterilization. You just learn through the partition window or watching the monitor in the observation room. Yes, you do have a little knowledge of medicine, but you will still be weaker than special people.
Too little.”
Guo Ping'an snorted and said: "In that case, there is no reason to let Mr. Cheng retreat first. I may be a professional medical staff, but at least I know less about medical care than you. And
You remember that Hitachi Kogami also wrote a big story about detective work, right? Did he also go to some departments of the police station for on-the-spot inspections?"
Cheng Yu coughed twice and thought to himself, you know he wants you to retreat very urgently, but he is also trying his best to pile up skill points for you, right? Although you do have some problems with what he said, after all, there is no ultimate secret level.
With medical skills in hand, let alone examining the cause of death of a dead person, even if you are asked to disembowel your body and perform an autopsy on the spot, you can still perform the minimum autopsy that can be achieved under the current conditions. But the problem is, you are
It can reveal all that.
So Cheng Yu quickly waved his hand and said: "That little brother Guo thinks too highly of you and the police department. The hospital can let you study and observe. How can it be possible in the police station? Especially the autopsy is a homicide.
Case, this is almost the lowest level case. Not to mention study and investigation, it is absolutely possible to understand the facts of the case even after the case is closed. Anyway, I am sure that I can trust you, and I think you are relatively good.
It's a good idea to retreat and take a look at the scene first, so that you can make a trip for my little family."
Everyone looked at each other and naturally everyone had an opinion, so they nodded one after another.
Cheng Yu stood up, took out a wooden clothes hanger from the closet, inserted it into Rui's arm that was not stained with blood, and tried to lift it up, but obviously the rigor mortis was not quite mild yet. Then Cheng Yu continued again
I tried the same technique on the joints of Chen Yu's legs, and found that they were not very stiff yet. "rigor mortis has not yet completely formed, and the arms cannot easily change positions. Considering that rigor mortis occurs in a small number of corpses,
Between one and eight hours before his death, the current state of almost total rigor mortis was formed, no matter whether it was downward or upward, because two of the seven limbs were now stiff. Based on these, it is basically impossible to conclude that it was similar to the one just now.
The conclusion is that it is more reasonable to say that Chen Yu’s death was at least one or four hours old, and ten hours or so.”
"If he can lift it down temporarily, it will be the worst." Cheng Yu didn't say this casually. He mainly considered that Old London probably didn't have that ability, and wanted to see if it was feasible. After all, such a small one
A desk, no matter where it is placed, will not damage the original traces outside the house.
Old London said: "Although it will be less laborious, there should be problems."
But Old London's answer made Cheng Yu very satisfied.
While speaking, Cheng Yu had not yet turned over Chen Yu's body. The position where Chen Yu was lying now should have been the desk.
"Did you find any unusual traces under the ground?" Cheng Yu seemed to be telling the people in the door that they were special, then he stood up and walked directly to the body.
"He is breathing, and the heartbeat can be sensed in the carotid artery. Basically, two shots can be used to determine whether a person is dead. The body temperature is very high, and your fingers feel slightly cold. You judge that the body temperature should be slightly higher than room temperature, so you judge me personally.
Death was not more than ten hours old."
Before Old London retreated into the room and walked around outside the room, all the details of the furnishings in the room were stored in its hard drive. No one must have done anything in that regard. It only needed to call up those files to perform a regression comparison.
If something is missing or added, or if no details have been changed, it cannot be easily compared.
"Old London, help you move this desk." Cheng Yu ordered.
Old London is buzzing: "Killing is bad."
Old London "rolled" to the desk and asked: "Where can I move it?"
Seeing that Cheng Yu had said those words so thoughtfully after exiting the door, everyone was looking forward to it, waiting for Cheng Yu to exit the scene.
Then, I squatted down and said, "You are going to turn over Chen Yu's body now. From the front, Chen Yu hardly suffered any injuries. My wounds should be on the back of my body. That's nothing."
It's strange, because usually there is a wound on the front of the back, and if it directly causes death, the body will usually jump back, and the fatal wound will be downward. But Chen Yu's wound was on the upper side. Of course, after two rounds of calm fighting, no one died in the end.
It is within the scope of what you said. After all, the deceased will move his body before death. You are referring to the kind of killing method that is almost fatal with a knife."
Try to move as far as possible toward the small door so as not to block the view of those inside.
Everyone in the room should have seen descriptions of rigor mortis from various books, but we may not all remember it as vaguely as Cheng Yu. After all, Cheng Yu has retreated to the ultimate arcane level of medical skills at this moment.
above the status.
Seeing that Old London's two shots were completely ready to go bad, Cheng Yu then took a step to leave Chen Yu's room.
The people inside the door were breathing in the heat. Even though it was extremely unlikely that the murderer was among us, we all expressed our fear that the murderer had such skills, and we were all looking at the others around us easily, with every look in our eyes.
As if questioning the other party - "Is he a murderer?"
Stepping under the floor of Chen Yu's room, Cheng Yu did not retreat slowly. Instead, he squatted down and used an angle closer to the ground to observe that there were no traces of two shots under the ground. Those traces were above the light.
It is too difficult to see, but if you look at it sideways, you can often see some clues.
Before Cheng Yu finished speaking, he stood up, turned around and looked at the door, and continued: "You can only see so little of the body itself. The reason why I asked Old London to lift the desk just now was to see the flow of blood. The most important thing was to judge.
Whether the position where Ru Yi was lying was the first scene, it doesn’t mean that you want to know whether Chen Yu’s body has not been moved.”
Cheng Yu looked back at Old London, who was waiting aside, and I said: "Old London, no one is dead now, and they must have obviously been killed. That should be considered a very bad thing in his program, right?
"
"Sure enough, as you expected, there is only one wound on Chen Yu's front and back. The murder weapon is still in Lu Yi's wound and has not completely penetrated out of the wound. It seems that the wound is really deep. It should be
It was inserted from the front, and it was inserted directly into Chen Yu's heart. The knife was fatal, and the position of the knife was very wrong. It happened to pass between two ribs. To be honest, the murderer must come to do an autopsy. He is better than you.
If you get less information, after all, you are just an author who has collected information, and the murderer’s knife, whether it was the position, angle or force, is simply not the level of a doctor."
If Old London said it could be done, Cheng Yu would also like to see if Old London could lift the desk off the floor and transport it directly to the corridor.
Before Cheng Yu retreated to that room, I immediately exchanged a medical skill in the system mall in my mind, and then applied it directly on my body. Otherwise, I would have no knowledge of the human body.
With a low level of understanding, it is now possible for me to say anything convincing to others.
Old London continues to hum: "Bad, you know, everything goes as the guests wish."
Cheng Yu smiled and said, "Old London is simply great."
"He will accompany you to retreat. His main task is to keep an eye on you and prevent you from taking something outside the room, or placing something outside the room that belongs to that room. To take a step back, it must be
You accidentally changed the position or direction of something outside the room, etc. He must tell us truthfully when Xiaojia retreats or before you come out."
"You casually checked the blood stains on Rui's body, and basically concluded that the blood did not flow from my wound. Then it soaked the clothes on my back, then spread thickly, and finally flowed toward the door. The reason why
The blood will flow in that direction because Rui's body is slightly facing the direction of the desk. Therefore, the half of the body near the door is not raised slightly, and the blood flows out in a small amount in the direction where there is no gap.
"
Cheng Yu ignored the people inside, but continued to squat here, observing the blood stains under the floor. Then, I turned Chen Yu's body back and told Old London that he had put his hands on the desk outside.
.
Cheng Yu squatted on his side, stretched out his hand to feel Chen Yu's breath, and then stretched out his hand to touch Chen Yu's carotid artery. The tentacles were cold, and it was obvious that it was not slightly above room temperature. Only if it was not like that, would it be possible?
It causes the hands of those who touch the body to feel cold and hot.
After saying that, Old London stretched out two spring arms, stretched out very long, and grabbed the two corners of the desk diagonally. Then, the desk was lifted flatly. When the desk left
When the ground was about half a meter lower, Old London stretched out another hand, supported the table belly of the desk, and steadily lowered the desk to a position nearly seven meters low, stopping it in mid-air.