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Chapter 1,037 Fried

Chapter 1037 Fried

"So, the victim was imprisoned in the murderer's temporary residence for several days and finally killed? Didn't he ask for money?"

"This is also the murderer's side of the story. However, judging from the results, the murderer did not ask for money from the victim's family, nor did he withdraw money from the victim's bank card. The follow-up may indeed be an accidental murder."

"Killing can be an accident, but is imprisonment also an accident?"

"The imprisonment is for money, and the financial dispute between the two parties is quite serious."

At the food stall, the police used the stories of the victim and the murderer as an appetizer, and it worked very well.

"Come on, come on, let's try this mixed fish grill. Although it is a specialty of a small place, the fish caught on the spot is very fresh. Let the chef cook it, and the most original flavor will be highlighted..."

Huang Qiangmin politely recommended the famous dishes in the food stalls.

Ningtai County is a small county. Apart from the most famous Sining Mountain, there are not many impressive specialties.

Pork trotters or mixed fish roast are Ningtai's famous delicacies, and Huang Qiangmin has recommended them to his boss more than once.

Everyone present smiled and nodded, some were picking up food, others were eating, some were chatting easily, and soon some were toasting.

While Huang Qiangmin was talking, he was secretly replying to WeChat messages. It wasn't that it was impolite to reply to WeChat messages during the dinner, but the people who sent the WeChat messages were all present at the dinner table, and they were not the same person.

This feeling is like having an affair with your wife's best friend. Everyone is sitting at the same table, but someone keeps stretching their feet from under the table. Some are wearing thin black silk, some are wearing thick white silk, and some are wearing cotton.

Boat socks have different touches. They are unmistakable, but they are also afraid that they will meet together, and they also want to be together.

The best friends also smiled on the surface, and kept stroking Huang Qiangmin under their hands:

People with Yuge style are like Fang Gang from the Qingshi City Bureau: "Our bureau has made a big decision this time. As long as you come here, you don't have to worry about anything except solving the case. I will make sure everything is properly arranged."

Vibrant elderly people such as Wu Zhisu from the Jianjiang Municipal Bureau: "Old Huang, what else is there to say about our relationship? As long as you get Jiang Yuan over, I will do whatever you want with me!"

There are intellectual types such as Zheng Tianxin from the Luyang Municipal Bureau: "Political Commissar Huang, we said goodbye last time. We haven't seen each other for many days and I miss you very much. We have also been approved for funding this year. If you are willing to come and have a look, you will definitely like it."

of."

Huang Qiangmin couldn't say which one he liked more. In other words, he actually liked all the people who sent him messages on WeChat. The main problem was that he could only choose one.

If you could choose a few more, wouldn't the problem be solved?

Huang Qiangmin raised his head and looked from Fang Gang's face to Zheng Tianxin's face. Every brother showed a kind smile.

The next day.

Huang Qiangmin reluctantly sent the guests to the car.

The Taihe working group has accumulated corpses that have not been processed, and is currently unable to take on outing missions. The difference is probably the difference between being full and full every time.

Not only the director of the Ningtai County Bureau, but also the main leaders of the county came to see off the guests.

For the small Ningtai County, the official traffic brought by Jiangyuan has almost exceeded that of Sining Mountain.

The secretary asked with concern: "What will be Jiang Yuan's next work? Is there anything that needs support from the county?"

"The next step in my job is to conduct an autopsy. The latest corpse discovered is within the scope of our Qinghe City. It is a headless corpse. There are traces of hacking on the fracture. It should be a murder." Jiang Yuan paused, and then

Said: "In addition, there is indeed a task recently that requires the support of the county."

The secretary said grandly: "You say."

"The main work of the Taihe Working Group is oriented to the Taihe River. If a small wharf can be opened and built with two ships, the work efficiency should be higher." Jiang Yuan also raised practical needs. Now fishing

The corpses are all in rubber boats, which can be used, but they have to be hooked to the shore and then pulled up. It is definitely not as good as picking them up on the spot. Not to mention patrol and other functions.

However, this kind of demand is an add-on. There is a better type that can work even if you don’t have it. Adding something like a "ship" sounds very expensive. If other units propose it, it will most likely be very expensive.

Difficult to satisfy.

But when Jiang Yuan brought it up, the secretary just thought about it and said with a smile: "No problem, the Taihe Working Group will naturally have a dock on the Taihe River!"

Huang Qiangmin was overjoyed. Although he didn't talk about boats, it was quite a breakthrough to have a small dock.

After sending all these people out, Huang Qiangmin patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder and praised: "Well done, you deserve to stay with us for so long."

"The boat needs to be bigger." Jiang Yuan warned: "It must be able to hold at least two corpses."

Huang Qiangmin hesitated for a moment: "Can't we do it one after another?"

"Then get a shelf or two boxes."

"It works. This is simple. Which one is better?"

"Let's go to the shelf. You can sleep on it when you don't put the body. It will be more versatile." Jiang Yuan felt that all his emotional intelligence for the week was exhausted, and he didn't think carefully about what he was talking about. He just wanted to find a cooler place, but he couldn't follow him.

Talkative people stay a little longer.

Building 9.

A brand new dissection bed welcomed a brand new decaying corpse.

The corpse was still wrapped around a large number of water plants, as well as things like fishing lines and hemp ropes. It looked dirty and smelled foul. The degree of decay was slightly better than the previous corpse, but not much better.

go.

"We have searched along the river for 10 kilometers, but we have not found the head of the body." Wu Junhao accompanied the body. He is now the captain of the Ningtai County Patrol Explosion Prevention Brigade, and he walks every day.

Jiang Yuan observed the corpse, feeling the cool breeze in the autopsy room, and asked: "Has the police dog squadron been dispatched?"

"Let's just dispatch it. It's probably very difficult. Will the murderer deal with this head separately?" Although Wu Junhao likes a straight-forward work style, the job of a criminal police officer is still clear.

The neck fracture of this corpse is smooth, and it looks like it was cut with a knife. In this case, the probability of the head and torso being thrown in the same place is not high, otherwise there would be no need to cut off the head.

Jiang Yuan did not object. After continuing to examine the body, he said: "If the DNA test is inconclusive, then we should try to take fingerprints."

"How do I get it? How about getting leather gloves?" Wu Junhao was quite excited about this point. Even though he had been a policeman for more than ten years, he had never had the opportunity to remove the leather gloves from a corpse.

Because Wu Jun doesn't know how to do it. And Wu Jun has been doing forensic medicine in Ningtai County for longer than Wu Junhao has been a police officer.

Jiang Yuan carefully turned over the palm of the corpse, shook his head and said: "The epidermal gloves can't be removed, the epidermal layer is basically gone."

"Can you fight it?"

"The epidermal layer is gone, and there is nothing left to fight for."

Wu Junhao was surprised: "What should we do?"

"Fry it."

Wu Junhao sighed and whispered: "We usually talk about cold dishes."

"What?" Jiang Yuan didn't understand.

"What to do, cold salad, that's what it means." Wu Junhao explained with a frown.

"Oh..." Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "The deep-fried I said is really deep-fried."

Having said that, Jiang Yuan directed several people in the anatomy room to get the pot, the induction cooker, and the oil...

At the same time, Jiang Yuan cut off the middle finger of the corpse's right hand and cleaned it.

The degree of decay of the corpse varies. As for the fingerprints on the fingers alone, the corruption of several other fingers has reached the dermis, and the fingerprints are basically lost.

Only on the middle finger of the right hand, although the epidermal layer has been lost and the epidermal glove cannot be removed, the dermis layer still remains, so the dermis can be fried.

Jiang Yuan waited until the oil temperature reached 60%, almost 70%, then carefully put the middle finger of the right hand of the cut body into the oil pan, then took a long chopstick and put it in the oil pan like fried dough sticks.

Gently stir the oil in the pan.

At the same time, Jiang Yuan adjusted the temperature of the induction cooker, just to fry the middle finger of the corpse's right hand until it was crispy and not burnt. The most important thing was to blow out the height difference between the mastoid line and the small furrow of the finger.

Because fingerprints are composed of papillae lines and small furrows, and the dermal part of the finger has a similar height difference between the two, the printed fingerprints will naturally be blurry.

Only by frying it to create a height difference can it be used for fingerprint imprinting.

Jiang Yuan flipped his fingers while frying, observing the changes in his fingers after being fried.

LV6's fingerprint identification skill, plus a temporary skill +1, is comparable to a professional chef in the world of fried dough sticks.

After a while, the middle finger of the corpse's right hand was fried crispy and fragrant.

Jiang Yuan carefully took it out, let it dry for a while, then covered it with ink pad, and then rolled it carefully on the table to stamp it.


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