The police officers’ cell phones were ringing one after another, and so were the reporters on the scene.
"Hello?"
"Please say!"
At this time, no one went out, they were all on the phone in the anatomy room.
Jacob frowned, acting like this was somewhat challenging his authority.
Jacob looked back and saw a certain director sitting in the corner talking on the phone, um... a certain assistant to the mayor standing by the door talking on the phone, um... a certain news producer facing the window looking into the distance and talking on the phone, hiss.
...a certain political activist walking upright with his arms folded and talking on the phone, call...
After touching the cold body with his hand, Jacob calmed down.
It’s not necessary. We are forensic doctors who do autopsies. Forensic doctors only need to do autopsies. Normal forensic doctors only need to do autopsies. It doesn’t matter what others do!
Jacob then continued to lower his head and dissect the corpse.
There are 85 wounds on this body. Each of them must be carefully photographed and documented. The important wounds that caused death must be paid special attention to. Otherwise, when the time comes, the lawyer will take out wound No. 63 and say that this is actually another weapon.
It was caused by this, indicating that there was a second person at the scene, probably the main messenger Balabala. By that time, the bodies had been disposed of, but there was no explanation.
"Forensic Medical Examiner Jacob, what do you think of the suspect?" The reporter who had been photographing Jacob finished the phone call and started running over to dig up Jacob's ancestral grave.
Jacob glanced at him and asked, "Who is the suspect?"
"Hey, no one has notified you about the suspect yet?" the reporter said with a very unemotional intelligence, which immediately aroused Jacob's anger.
But soon, Jacob calmed down.
According to the known conditions, the murderer is a minor. The murderer may have left the apartment building before the victim actually died. In addition, the murderer was familiar with the victim...
These three conditions, relying on acquaintance relationships to screen minors, and adding a time of death to screen out alibi evidence, to derive the identity of the murderer, are really not a fantasy.
When.
Jacob put down the scalpel he was holding tightly, and the stainless steel handle collided with the stainless steel plate, making a crisp sound.
The reporter's youthful face suddenly stiffened.
"What's the situation with the suspect?" Jacob asked again.
The reporter quickly said: "He is indeed a minor. He is 15 years old. He is a courier by profession. He is familiar with Aziza because he often delivers couriers to Aziza's apartment. Usually, Aziza will also give him
It’s a good tip. Sometimes, Aziza will ask him to do other tasks, such as changing the position of the flowerpot, or asking him to buy some things for her.”
Looking at Jacob's eyes, the reporter continued: "It is said that the suspect owed a lot of money this time due to gambling. He had no choice but to borrow money from Aziza, but Aziza refused. The conversation between the two
It must have been a bit unpleasant, so the suspect moved his hands. Unexpectedly, Aziza was in good health and almost beat the suspect. The suspect then took something and stabbed Aziza, and then he was afraid of Aziza.
Sha called the police and stabbed her to death..."
When this reporter talked about the case, he was more cautious at the beginning, and became more and more specific later on, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.
Jacob was dubious after hearing this, but one thing was basically certain, the suspect had probably not run away.
Apart from anything else, judging from the body of the deceased Aziza, she had obvious defensive wounds, and she could pick up things between her fingernails. If she went back to the DNA laboratory and rolled it up, she might be able to get DNA for comparison.
In this way, the murderer can be easily identified. Furthermore, there is something between Aziza's fingernails, which means that the murderer is probably injured, especially if she stabbed her 85 times. In an emotional situation, it is actually very possible.
He had already broken his hand. This kind of injury does not require forensic identification. A criminal police officer with a little experience can understand it at a glance.
Moreover, Azizah’s murder case has attracted so much attention, the Malaysian police will definitely fulfill their duties, and the special criminal may be a minor. If there is no strong evidence, even if the police dare to arrest someone, they will not.
Dare to announce it immediately.
If you think about it this way, it seems that it is natural for this case to be solved.
Jacob sighed secretly, picked up the scalpel again, and continued working.
Even if the case is solved, the autopsy must be completed.
Next comes the litigation phase. In this kind of case, there may be lawyers who want to become famous and help them for free. Everyone knows that the starting point must be to exclude evidence one by one...
Jacob's attention refocused and he dissected the body step by step.
The people next to me began to feel bored. They originally came here to get first-hand information, but now that the case has been solved...
Bang...
when……
The door opened and closed, and the people who were crowded in the anatomy room left one by one.
After Jacob completed all the autopsies, only his colleagues and a camera were left around.
"Why didn't you leave?" Jacob asked the last photographer curiously.
"I make documentaries." The photographer smiled.
"Documentary photographers are better at waiting, right?" Jacob sighed.
Photographer: "The tripod is too heavy. I can't move it alone. I have to wait for help."
…
"Zhong Renlong, try this." The policewoman handed Zhong Renlong a cup of milk tea, and enthusiastically helped him poke the tube and stuff it directly under his nose.
Zhong Renlong was a little embarrassed and had to take a sip. He couldn't help thinking: If she had bitten the straw with her mouth in advance, the service would have been in place.
"Renlong..." The policewoman's voice was soft and slightly clipped.
Zhong Renlong said "Thank you very much. The milk tea is very sweet."
"Well, Renlong...can you please help me tell Jiang Yuan's forensic doctor about my case?" The policewoman's voice became even louder.
But when she mentioned Jiang Yuan, Zhong Renlong couldn't help but become more vigilant. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I can ask the medical examiner Jiang Yuan, but I can't guarantee whether the medical examiner Jiang Yuan can agree."
"That's enough." The policewoman nodded happily, her eyes that could speak seemed to say a lot in an instant.
Zhong Renlong's eyes followed her back as she walked away. When he came back to his senses, he saw another smooth and shiny face in front of him.
"Renlong..." The person speaking this time was Mao Lana, the leader of the serious crime team. His voice was also very awkward, his eyebrows were also awkward, and his chest muscles were also awkward.
Zhong Renlong, who was drinking milk tea, turned his neck with difficulty and frowned even more than Maulana: "You don't have to talk to me like this..."
"As long as you can ask Dr. Jiang to help us look at the case, I can keep talking to you like this." Maulana lightly bumped Zhong Renlong, knocking Zhong Renlong two meters away.
Zhong Renlong took advantage of the chaos and wanted to run away, but was hugged back by Maulana.
"Let me make a call." Zhong Renlong tilted his neck back to avoid touching Maulana's chest hair, and tried his best to take out his mobile phone.
Maulana's face changed slightly: "Don't be so anxious..."
Zhong Renlong's hands tightened even more. What...am I grabbing?
…
Qinghe City.
Dinner was light seasonal vegetables, stir-fried casually, with a little braised meat, and Qinghe Daqu, Jiang Yuan, Lei Xin, Wu Junhao, Liu Jinghui and others had a good time drinking.
The reason why today's dishes are different is because a Cantonese chef is imprisoned in the detention center in Qinghe City. Of course, his labor force is not exploited, but he is just transferred from the position of stepping on the sewing machine to the position of the kitchen.
From this point of view, the chef's life did not change significantly after he committed the crime.
Because he is a real chef, the braised food Jiang Yuan and others ate was also made by the chef. It included goose, meat and tofu, and they all tasted good.
Lei Xin even specifically explained: "Lao Zhang's cooking skills are really getting better and better. Don't tell me, we set up a teaching class for him in the detention center. He can concentrate on practicing while sitting in jail without any distractions."
Cooking skills.”
"The prisoner in the detention center will not be serving his sentence for long." Jiang Yuan took a bite of green vegetables and nodded with satisfaction. The smell of freshly fried green vegetables, as well as the right seasoning and stock, is really very good in home cooking.
Difficult to make.
Lei Xin also nodded regretfully and said: "It's okay. We are working hard to catch his apprentice. I heard that his apprentice's skills are also very good. If he comes here and improves it, maybe the dishes he cooks will be more delicious.
"
"What are they guilty of?" Liu Jinghui asked.
"The crime of opening a casino." Lei Xin said: "They set up a hotel and provided automatic mahjong machines in the private rooms. Many people played mahjong after dinner, and the game was very big. He also provided chips for these people. In the later stage, it was necessary to
To book his private room to play mahjong, you must be a VIP with a charge of more than 30,000 yuan. The hotel with a VIP of 30,000 yuan only gives back 5%, which is not a small amount."
"The cooking is so delicious, but we also want to open a casino."
"They cook delicious food, but they don't know how to do business. They are not willing to lose all their life savings." When Lei Xin said this, he blinked and said with a smile: "Do you want Captain Jiang to try with Lao Zhang's apprentice?"
Try it? Lao Zhang’s apprentice is a master at cooking wild boar meat.”
"I'm too busy." Jiang Yuan looked down on criminals with such small crimes. While flipping the pages on the PAD in front of him, he clinked glasses with Lei Xin and said, "Qinghe City has accumulated a lot of cases recently.
Let me see if I can find some death row chefs."
"You can't cook with the death penalty." Lei Xin smiled bitterly: "Besides, the prison is very strict, so it's not like us."
Wang Chuanxing smiled upon hearing this: "Then we can only check for drunk driving around the restaurants we like."
"Actually, some people are not chefs, but their cooking skills are also very good..." When Liu Jinghui said this, he patted his forehead and said, "The case just now will be better analyzed based on time."
Jiang Yuan then handed the PAD to Liu Jinghui, and Liu Jinghui started outputting it.
After completing the analysis, Lei Xin followed Liu Jinghui's inference and began to send people to verify.
When Liu Jinghui and others are free, they are also helping Lei Xin clear the case. As he said, after the demise of the Jianyuan Group, the security situation in Qinghe City has indeed become more complicated. Now Ningtai County is particularly good, and the urban area
The forward area within the range is particularly chaotic.
Jiang Yuan is also considering whether to pick out one vicious case first, or deal with a series of cases first, and then arrange the investigation from the perspective of public security management.
