The human intestinal system has a huge number of various bacterial communities, including putrefactive bacteria.
After a person dies, the decay of the corpse usually begins in the abdomen, and the earliest sign is abdominal distension.
This is the result of putrefactive gas produced by putrefactive bacteria, causing intestinal bloating.
Due to the difference in ambient temperature, the abdomen of the corpse swells on land and appears 8-10 hours after death in spring and autumn.
Summer appears 4-5 hours after death.
Winter appears 48--72 hours after death.
However, Yu Zhiming found that the abdomen of the man covered under the white cloth was flat, without any bulge.
This is unreasonable!
Could it be that a new freezing technology is used that does not produce water stains in summer?
With a heart of seeking knowledge and exploration, Yu Zhiming walked through the crowd of onlookers and came to Baibu.
Under the surprised gazes of the two people in mourning clothes, Yu Zhiming bent down and stretched out his hand to press the chest of the man under the white cloth...
Flow!
Yu Zhiming felt that the blood was flowing in this person's body. Although it was very, very slow, it was indeed flowing.
This made a word pop up in Yu Zhiming's mind:
Fake death!
This is a state of self-protection of human beings under extreme conditions. In this state, the heartbeat and breathing are very weak and can hardly be seen from the surface.
Even clinically, if the physical examination is not careful, it will be regarded as no breathing and heartbeat, until it is mistakenly believed to be clinical death.
This was the first time that Yu Zhiming encountered someone who faked his death.
Under his careful perception, he found it.
This person's heart is expanding and contracting at a weak, almost imperceptible amplitude.
Yu Zhiming secretly sighed: "The human body is really magical!"
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Yu Zhiming looked up at a filial woman in her forties or fifties with a nervous look on her face, and said loudly: "I am a doctor at the county hospital, Yu Zhiming."
"Let me tell you, this man is not dead yet. He is in a state of suspended animation, similar to the legendary turtle's breath."
"Send him to the hospital quickly and he can be saved."
As soon as Yu Zhiming finished speaking, the dozens of people watching around seemed to have lost their fear, and they moved closer with a roar.
"Really not dead?"
"How is this possible? This person has been lying here motionless all day?"
"Yes, yes, I can testify that I saw it when I passed by in the morning..."
Amid the commotion, another man in his forties, dressed in filial piety and kneeling next to a white cloth, got up.
He glared at Yu Zhiming angrily, "What's wrong with the doctor?"
"I think you were hired by the owner of this store to trick us into leaving, right?"
"My eldest brother was electrocuted to death in the morning. At that time, the doctors also said that he was dead and could not be saved."
He pointed at Yu Zhiming and shouted: "Tell the store owner that we will never leave until he compensates you."
At this time, someone in the crowd of onlookers spoke.
"Hey, I can prove that this person is really Dr. Yu from our county hospital."
"He is a very good doctor, I know him!"
Yu Zhiming didn't expect that he was so well-known that he would be recognized casually.
I heard this enthusiastic person persuade me again: "He said that your eldest brother is not dead. In all likelihood, he is not dead. Why don't you send him to the hospital quickly?"
"What are you still fussing about?"
"Don't you want to save your eldest brother?"
Someone else echoed: "That's right, it's important to save people. If you really can't save them, just pull them over."
The man in mourning clothes shouted angrily: "I think you are all in the same group, hired by the shop owner."
"We will never leave unless the store owner compensates us."
Damn it, Yu Zhiming was speechless when he encountered a stubborn person, and was ready to call the police.
He retreated to his eldest sister and niece, and unexpectedly found that the criminal investigation expert Li Yifan, whom he had met in the evening, was standing aside.
"Doctor Yu, I have already called the police."
Li Yifan came to Yu Zhiming and said in a deep voice: "The police will be here soon."
He turned his attention to the man and woman dressed in filial piety, and said slowly: "I don't feel that something is right about this group of people. I need to investigate them carefully."
Yu Zhiming was startled for a moment and reminded: "Officer Li, I checked that person and found that he really faked his death."
"This kind of fake death cannot be faked, and it cannot be faked."
Li Yifan turned his head to meet Yu Zhiming's gaze, smiled slightly, and said: "Doctor Yu, you are an expert, you are the best at recognizing people by hearing their voices, diagnosing and treating diseases."
"But I am an expert in judging whether a person has committed a crime and whether he is guilty or nervous."
"I am 90% sure that this group of people has something on their mind, has a problem, and may have a case against them."
When Yu Zhiming heard what he said, he was a little disapproving, thinking that he suspected a neighbor of stealing an axe, but he did not continue to argue about the matter.
He turned to ask: "Officer Li, Qin Fang's case?"
Li Yifan chuckled and said: "We have brought the person you identified to the interrogation room."
"I found that man's will is not strong."
"According to my plan, I will leave him alone overnight. If we present a little bit of evidence tomorrow morning, he will definitely confess everything."
Yu Zhiming groaned and said: "Then tomorrow, I will hear your good news..."
They waited for seven or eight minutes until the police car arrived.
Yu Zhiming specifically spoke to the police and told them that there was still hope of saving the man and that he needed to be sent to the hospital immediately.
Afterwards, he said goodbye to Li Yifan and left with his eldest sister and niece...
As soon as Yu Zhiming drove back to Yushuiwan Community, he heard curses rising into the sky.
The viciousness of the scolding and the richness of the vocabulary made Yu Zhiming amazed when he heard it, but his writing was not enough to describe it.
Yu Zhaoxia asked in confusion: "Who is scolding the street? So unqualified?"
"It's the fat money lady that everyone in the neighborhood hates!"
Fu Xiaoxue replied, listened blankly for a few more words, and said uncertainly: "It seems that her dog was drugged to death, and she is scolding the person who drugged her."
"Is he my brother-in-law?"
Yu Zhiming hummed.
Raising dogs without following the rules has always been a big problem in the community, and this fat auntie went too far.
There are two big dogs in her family. They poop and pee everywhere without saying a word, and they also like to attack people, which scares many children in the community.
When others talk about her, she says she has no control over heaven and earth, but can she still control a dog's shit and pee?
She also argued that her dog does not bite people, but it bites people because the dog likes you and is just messing around with you.
Argue with her?
She can speak louder than ten people on her own, and she is extremely shrewd, arrogant and unreasonable...
Fu Xiaoxue listened to the guy's vicious and constant yelling and cursing, and said with a smile: "Uncle, this is someone who finally couldn't stand it anymore and took action to eliminate harm for the people."
Yu Zhiming glared at her and said, "Don't gloat. No matter what, dogs are innocent. In the final analysis, it's the dog owner's fault."
Because of his hearing problem, Yu Zhiming does not keep pets such as cats and dogs at home.
My parents and my sisters don’t have pets either.
Yu Zhiming doesn’t like pets very much either...
Yu Zhiming drove by the central garden of the community and found that ten or twenty people had gathered there.
Immediately afterwards, he saw someone running over while waving to him.
He is the manager of the community property management.
Yu Zhiming stopped the car, lowered the window glass, and waited for Manager Fan to approach.
"Manager Fan, what happened?"
Manager Fan replied breathlessly: "Someone used poisonous buns to treat dogs, and three dogs have died in the community."
As he spoke, he handed a plastic bag in his hand to Yu Zhiming's eyes.
"We searched around the community and found several such little buns."
"Doctor Yu, can you help me see if this bun is really poisonous?"
Yu Zhiming took a closer look and found that the plastic bag contained two white breads the size of a child's fist.
He opened a bun through the plastic bag and smelled the smell of fat pork.
Don't tell me, it really smells good.
With the help of the relatively bright streetlight light, Yu Zhiming saw the diced meat in the bun, which was more fatty than lean, and also saw the green stems and leaves cut into small sections.
Yu Zhiming really knows these stems and leaves.
"These are potato sprouts, which are poisonous in themselves..."
Manager Fan snorted and asked, "Doctor Yu, are these potato sprouts very toxic?"
Yu Zhiming pondered and said: "I don't know much about this, the toxicity should be pretty good."
"If you want to poison a big dog, you have to eat five or six of these buns, right?"
He chuckled again and said: "This man is quite smart."
"Obtaining poison through potato sprouts can be said to be the most simple and effective method for ordinary residents, the easiest to obtain, and the least likely to arouse suspicion..."
