Jiang Yuan shouted, and Qian Tongyi almost passed by, feeling his heart beating suddenly.
Qian Tongyi is the captain of the criminal police team in charge of the Shang Geyong case. He is under great psychological pressure and has heavier responsibilities. It is easy to see the dawn of victory. The time to catch up on sleep during the day is shorter than that of Jiang Yuan. His main focus is to work hard.
However, the above is all based on the fact that Shang Geyong has been found, the murderer has been identified, and the case has shifted from the detection stage to the pursuit stage...
When Jiang Yuan said, "The deceased is not Shang Geyong," Qian Tongyi's eyes darkened.
In these days and months, is there anyone who dies by the wrong person?
"Are you still there?" Qian Tongyi held his hand on the wall, looking like a middle-aged man who had peed to the end, and asked: "Has it been confirmed? Do you know who the deceased is?"
"The age and bone traces don't match up. The DNA laboratory has not yet produced the results, but it should not support that it is Shang Geyong." Jiang Yuan paused, and then said: "It's not yet sure who the body belongs to.
.”
"This Shang Geyong... can he decorate a house and decorate a corpse? We have to start over again!" Qian Tongyi was bitter.
"It's not that new. Shang Geyong is really missing. The mobile phone number of the worker who built the wall is indeed unreachable, and he has disappeared." Jiang Yuan told the existing facts, which was a little comforting.
Let’s talk about Qian Tongyi.
In terms of the number of murders and serious crimes he has done, Jiang Yuan may have done more than Qian Tongyi now, and using technology to solve cases would have been more stable.
Qian Tongyi took two deep breaths, thought about it again, and said: "Forget it. So, this wall builder is still highly suspected. If Shang Geyong... If he is not an accomplice, why didn't the murderer kill him together?
So? So, Shang Geyong is also highly suspected."
"In this regard, I have some other ideas." Jiang Yuan said it directly if he had any opinions. There was no need to pay attention to emotional intelligence at this time. He made a 1V1 call and immediately said: "First point, the murderer may have wanted to
, but it was too late to deal with it. It was already early in the morning, and I don’t know how long Shang Geyong had been on the road. It should not be long before work starts in the morning. Someone will probably come to work next.”
"In addition, after the murderer killed someone, he also obtained a large amount of quicklime, then removed the internal organs, painted the abdominal cavity, then built walls, carried them, etc. It is very likely that he did not have the time or energy to repeat such a process."
Jiang Yuan continued: "Second point, the murderer's level of building walls is relatively high, and he has the level of LV2. To put it simply, the murderer must have three to five years of experience in building walls, and he is still in this aspect.
If you are more experienced, look back at the walls this person has built and make a comparison."
The more Qian Tongyi listened, the more he didn't understand: "Can we still make comparisons when building a wall?"
"Of course, the marks left by the tools used to build the wall can be compared. The basic scratches on the wall can also show the tools used. The inclination of the wall, the proportion of the cement, etc..." Jiang Yuan
I didn't say much to the Muggles, just that it happened.
He had obtained the LV4 wall-building skill before. Although he had not used it much, it was enough to check the status of the finished product and guess the skill level of the wall-builder.
Qian Tongyi said "hmm" twice. Although he thought what Jiang Yuan said was unbelievable, but thinking about the rumors he had heard about Jiang Yuan before, it seems that something as obscure as forensic botany really exists. Building a wall is enough.
What.
"In other words, the wall builder was still the mastermind. Did he take Shang Geyong away before he could deal with him in time?" Qian Tongyi tried to reason.
"It's possible. Are the surveillance cameras in the community unavailable? Let's look at the surveillance cameras nearby." Jiang Yuan couldn't make guesses out of thin air. He just made some guesses based on the condition of the corpse and other aspects.
Qian Tongyi finally regained his composure and said, "I'll ask the detective to try again. By the way, the identity of this corpse hasn't been determined yet, right?"
"Not yet, we are waiting for confirmation from the DNA laboratory."
Jiang Yuan could actually imagine that in the DNA laboratory not long ago, the experimenters must have been frantically comparing DNA test results.
The DNA test result seen by laymen is a conclusion, usually described in words as to whether it is "supported". But in the DNA laboratory, the output of the instrument is actually a "wave".
Therefore, the raw data of DNA identification is a bit like an electrocardiogram. To be more precise, it is like the data of a mass spectrometer. The position and height of the peak and trough determine whether the same site matches. Multiple sites must match.
Only then can they be identified as the same.
Shang Geyong's samples couldn't be the same. The technicians' first thought was that the samples were contaminated.
It wasn't until Jiang Yuan's call came that the director of the DNA laboratory breathed a sigh of relief.
…
In the evening, the DNA laboratory finally issued the identification report.
At this time, Jiang Yuan and others had already started eating hot pot in the forensic office.
The forensic laboratory is not an anatomy room. As the name suggests, it is mainly an office. There are desks and other items at the door, with normal office supplies, computers, etc. The forensic laboratory in Changyang City is in good condition and has several rows of cabinets. The appearance
It is similar to a financial iron cabinet, with small compartments and small compartments. It is mainly used to store forensic evidence, such as bone fragments and the like.
In addition, several cabinets also contain specimens and other objects, which are mainly used for related experiments and research, and also serve as decorations.
However, even though it looks like a pretty ordinary office, people who usually come to visit me at the same time will not come over. If anything happens, they mainly make phone calls.
During the day, the forensic office is relatively busy. After all, in addition to Shang Geyong's case, the laboratory also serves other criminal police teams and cases. But at night, the office is much freer.
Some forensic doctors will choose to use a microscope to look at human body slices in the dead of night, because this time period is relatively quiet, and they can read these things slowly and without a sense of urgency. Facts have proved that there is no accurate progress and no standard completion of this kind of work.
In terms of work content, if it is carried out without pressure, the results will be most significant.
Jiang Yuan likes to eat hot pot at this time.
So today, the Changyang City Forensic Office had hot pot.
"The intestines are cooked."
"Put the brain in a colander and cook it for a while."
"You can eat it after rinsing it for a few seconds. It's very crispy."
Steaming steam floated upward into the sky, causing the bright lights to become distorted and hazy.
When Yu Wenshu and Huang Qiangmin opened the door and came in, this was what they saw.
"The remaining branches."
"Huang Bureau." Jiang Yuan still called Huang Qiangmin that way.
Huang Qiangmin smiled as he was accustomed to, and Yu Wenshu asked with a somewhat confused expression: "Is it the purchased animal offal?"
"Are you talking about bought ones, or animal offal?" Wu Jun, who had been evaluated as a deputy major, had already let himself go. He even dared to joke with Yu, the detachment leader who was eighty levels above him. As the saying goes, when a person is about to retire, he will be promoted to an official.
The first level is yes.
Yu Wenshu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I came here to express my condolences to you, but it seems that I don't need it."
He said and asked someone to put a snack box on the table, and then asked Jiang Yuan: "The identification report from the DNA laboratory has come out. Have you received the news?"
"I got it. The deceased was the project manager of a construction company?" Jiang Yuan asked.
"Yes, that's it. This decoration company is really unlucky. I don't know how to make money later." Yu Wenshu has experienced many similar things, and there is no need to discuss the law. He knows the next drama with his eyes closed.
Jiang Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Is this wall builder hired temporarily by the project manager, or does he have a grudge?"
"It's Jiang Yuan again. I suddenly thought of an idea. That's why I came here." Yu Wenshu sat down as he spoke and said: "After questioning by our police, some decoration managers or foremen of this decoration company
, all have the habit of looking for temporary workers in the decoration market. In fact, I have encountered this kind of situation when I was decorating. We don’t need to sign a contract or ID card. We just pay daily wages, about 400 a day, and the good ones can be paid.
Some are priced at five or six hundred, and some are made with materials, so they are all different..."
Jiang Yuan said "hmm", he was quite familiar with this part.
Yu Wenshu and Huang Qiangmin looked at each other and said, "We thought this was not the first day of work for this worker, so we checked the situation of the project managers in several larger decoration companies in Changyang City.
It turns out that at least three project managers are missing now."
Jiang Yuan blinked and recalled the TV wall built by the murderer, and couldn't help but said: "There are also those who were built into the wall."
"I brought a portable X-ray machine to take pictures. The results should be available soon." Yu Wenshu said and sat next to the hot pot, as if we were waiting for the results together and sharing the joys and sorrows together.
Various things went wrong during the day. I wrote again when I was sleepy, revised again, revised again, and at night I had a flood of literary thoughts. Alas, I want to adjust my work and rest...
