Duanmo tilted his head and asked, "Military Corps, if he hadn't been a policeman, would you beat him up?"
"Not now, it was possible if it was ten years ago."
"You were not a policeman at that time!"
The little girl's joke made Lu Wuchuan's brows stretch: "Ten years ago...well, I have basically mastered the essentials of human anatomy and am quite familiar with Teacher Dadu."
"Teacher Dadu? The corpse used for dissection?" I seem to have heard of this before.
"Well, it is a respectful title for the donors of the body, also called Wuyan Teacher." Lu Wuchuan said with reverence, "Although they don't speak, they teach us rich human knowledge and the connotation of saving lives and helping the wounded. They are people worthy of respect.
, I will apply for a body donation in the future.”
"Why is it the future? Are there any restrictions?" Duanmo asked.
"At least one immediate family member needs to sign the application form." Lu Wuchuan said regretfully, "I don't have the next two, my parents... it would be strange if my parents can agree."
I didn't pay attention to this problem before, but now I think about it, Duan Mo realizes that the only woman is left in his immediate family.
The car became quiet for a moment, and Lu Wuchuan glanced at the little girl in the passenger seat. The backing light shone on her face through the glass in the front few blocks, leaving behind mottled afterimages. Although it was not real, it could still be seen.
The silence in that expression.
Suddenly there was a hint of dull pain in his heart. He tried to say in a calm tone: "Didn't you say there are a few questions? All of them have been asked?"
The low-meal voice woke up. She smiled mockly, thinking about what was wrong and forgot about the important things.
After quickly sorting out her thoughts, she asked: "Did you find something wrong with the wound on your neck when you saw the corpse for the first time?"
He was not a person who liked to show off, but he squatted beside the body and looked at it for a while, and then revealed his forensic identity to Zhou Zheng's parents. He didn't find anything, he wouldn't do this.
"Just want to confirm my thoughts, and I had doubts before that."
"What do you doubt?"
"When Zhou Zheng was discovered, he was in a prone position, falling face down, and had a neck abrasion, and there should be injuries on his face."
"Aren't there any scratches on the face of the corpse?" Duan Mo also looked carefully during the autopsy. In addition to the scratch on his neck, there were several scratches on his face.
"I'm talking about bumps, neither the nose nor the cheekbones," Lu Wuchuan said.
Duanmo thought for a while and said, "Maybe he is conscious when he falls down, and his knees hit the ground first, which acts as a buffer."
Lu Wuchuan glanced at her: "If it's like you said, where did the wound on your neck come from?"
"Eh? No, the wound on the neck is from behind to forward, which is exactly the opposite of the direction of the fall!" Duanmo scratched his eyebrows and said to himself, "This is too contradictory. Could it be that he fell back first?
Turning over again? It’s not right, there is no sign of repeated turnover on the scene. Oh... it’s too messy!"
After Yang Anning discovered Zhou Zheng, he and other archaeological team members turned over the body. There were indeed traces of turning over at the scene. Bao Sheng confirmed this after on-site investigation, but he did not say that there were traces of turning over repeatedly. It was impossible that it would be so coincidental.
When Yang Anning and the others turned the body over, they pressed it back to their original position.
The little girl's gusting look made Lu Wuchuan chuckle: "Don't be so sarcastic, tell you, the deepest wound on Zhou Zheng's face is that it cuts the epidermis, and there is no trace of being knocked on his nose or cheekbones.
These buffering is not enough by just touching the knees, but also with the support of both hands, which means that he is still conscious when he falls to the ground. The other is that there is a second person present, he falls on the person, or the person takes the initiative.
Helped him."
"The second person?" Duanmo frowned, "The wound on his neck is reversed. How do you explain this? What are the two holes? Are they all done by the second person?"
"The wound on the neck has reached the dermis deep, and blood seeps out, and only a dead leaf suspected to be blood-covered was found at the scene. Think about it, will a leaf scratch people's skin?" Lu Wuchuan asked back.
Duan Mo shook his head, realizing that he couldn't see it when driving, and immediately said, "If it's possible to be scratched by leaves, it's abrasion... it's probably iron leaves."
"So that dead leaf was just stained with blood, not the original evil that created the wound. So the question is, what is the wound on Zhou Zheng's neck scratched?" Lu Wuchuan asked again.
"It must be something with a non-smooth surface and a certain hardness. In the mountains, the most likely ones are stones or rough barks, roots, etc.," Duanmo said, "I have to ask you what it is.
Didn’t the expression tissue be extracted? You can’t tell after testing it. But what happened to those two holes? It’s impossible for a stone to grow two branches. If the roots of a tree are likely, it’s not like that.
Are you wearing two branches of the same size?"
"This also requires further testing to know."
The car got on the highway. After Lu Wuchuan raised the speed up, he continued: "The key is that no other blood-stained thing was found at the scene."
Duan Mo's eyes lit up: "So, the existence of the second person on the scene should be corrected!"
"Well, this is exactly what I have always suspected." Lu Wuchuan said.
"There was no fatal injury on Zhou Zheng's body, nor was there any signs of being hit. It means that he knew the second person. The two made an appointment to meet there, so Zhou Zheng ran to the archaeological site at 20:00 in the middle of the night.
A place a hundred meters away." Duan Mo shook his head again after saying that, "It's not logical to meet in the wilderness mountains and wilderness. Even if there is anything, just make a call. The signal on the mountain is unstable, but
It’s not impossible to get in touch, it’s better to save time and effort than walking an hour’s mountain road.”
After thinking about it, she added: "Can it be Zhao Peng? If it were him, it would be explained. After all, he was also on duty at the archaeological site that night."
"Qinghe police did not conduct detailed inquiries before, and only knew about the situation. He said that he was very tired that night and went to bed after entering the tent. The specific time and details still need to be further understood. At present, it is not ruled out.
Zhao Peng is the second person possible.”
Lu Wuchuan tapped the steering wheel a few times with his fingers, "We arrived at Kuoshan Village. It has been nearly two and a half days since we found Zhou Zheng's body. It's fifty or sixty hours, and some clues will inevitably be lost."
"Isn't this case very difficult?" Duan Mo asked with a frown.
"The difficulty is definitely there, so I'm eager to rush back to Liancheng." Lu Wuchuan said, "It will take the next step until the results come out."