Chapter 128

The man held a remote control in his hand, looking at the people all around.

In fact, many people knew that it was highly unlikely there was a bomb inside the box, but no one dared to gamble on it.

You have to understand, that sort of thing is more reliable in the world of movies; in reality, it is extremely difficult, let alone purchasing the raw materials.

Just consider the cost of assembly, and the danger involved?

Without a professional facility to protect you, you might just blow yourself up.

Chen Fan stood in the distance, quietly watching the arrival of the negotiation expert.

Eagle Eye said, "Hmm, looking at the box, I reckon it's a person."

Looking at the eyes, it's a ruler, right?

Over here, the sniper was already prepared, and Li Tian was responsible for the small talk.

As it turned out, after only a few words, Li Tian came back; the other party had dealt with Li Tian before and was ignoring him.

Finally, Li Tian patted Chen Fan directly on the shoulder, gave Chen Fan a name and some information, and Chen Fan took a look and walked over.

"Let's get this straight first, I don't have a gun."

The man said silently, "I know you, the genius forensic doctor."

"I suppose so, I'm just better at cutting people up. The person in your box is Jiang Yuan, right? Your apprentice, isn't he?"

The man said, "Yes, he is my apprentice. You guessed correctly. You know what I intend to do, right?"

"I know, stir up public opinion, and then get this case reopened, right?"

"Yes."

"Suppose this case really was committed by Jiang Yuan? Have you never thought about that?"

"Jiang Yuan is dead, he died just today, I was just the first to know. If the police saw it, how do you think those media outlets would write it? It would be nothing more than so-called suicide out of fear of punishment."

Chen Fan made an 'oh' sound and said, "How did he die?"

"Hanging. When I entered the room, he was already gone."

Chen Fan nodded and said, "Then let's perform an autopsy. Whether it's suicide or how he died, we'll just perform an autopsy."

"What I want you to solve is the case of the insult to Jiang Yuan, not to find Jiang Yuan himself, okay?"

Chen Fan said, "I am a forensic doctor. If you don't let me cut, what do you expect me to do? Do you expect me to perform a ritual and summon Jiang Yuan's soul to possess me? Do you believe in that stuff?"

"I don't believe it, that stuff is just to fool people."

"Exactly. Alright, let's go back and perform the autopsy first."

"Jiang Yuan was raped indefinitely until death. What use is it for you to perform an autopsy on Jiang Yuan here?"

"Who knows? Never mind that, cutting is better than not cutting. Let's go."

The man put down the remote control, and Zhang Tianxiong and the others rushed up instantly, directly detaining the man.

Soon, in the interrogation room and the autopsy room, two camera feeds were provided, one for Chen Fan performing the autopsy and one for Li Tian, who was in charge of the interrogation.

Over here, the lawyer was named Zheng Zifeng, and he could be considered a fairly formidable lawyer within this province.

The lawyers in the observation room also recognized Zheng Zifeng.

The lawyers also knew about this case.

"Hmm, rape followed by the woman's suicide; this matter caused quite a stir at the time."

Brother Hu said, "Is that the case that was in the news a while ago?"

"Yes, the case that was in the news a while ago. Then, because of the rape, Jiang Yuan was sentenced to three years and paid a lot of money in compensation. After he got out, he died today. Sigh, at the time, Zheng Zifeng ran around quite a bit for this case, but the ironclad evidence was like a mountain; there was no other way."

Ironclad evidence like a mountain—those four words carry some weight.

Over at Chen Fan's side, he cut open the man's body, with Old Liu directing from the side.

Xiang Qinqin had finished handling her own footprint case and came over to help carry things.

Old Liu said, "It was indeed death by asphyxiation; hanging, followed by asphyxiation, and then death."

Chen Fan took out the stomach, cut it open, and looked at the contents inside.

"Hmm, it looks a bit like sleeping pills. This person probably didn't sleep very comfortably."

Old Liu didn't speak, just watched Chen Fan. Old Liu knew that Chen Fan was starting to stir up trouble again.

"Hmm, there are scars here. How did this injury happen?"

"I looked at the case from back then; this hand has old scars."

"By the way, Master, how was this case determined?"

"The woman jumped into a river and died, and the day before, Jiang Yuan and this woman had had relations. Jiang Yuan's own DNA was also found in her body. You understand now, right?"

Jumped into a river and committed suicide.

This explanation is truly very interesting.

"And the timing?"

"Hmm, at night, I suppose. After Jiang Yuan and that girl finished, the girl went home, and then, unable to think it through, she died."

"Why was she unable to think it through?"

Old Liu got angry directly and said, "Why do you have so many questions? Are you starting to get emotional while judging a case?"

Chen Fan lowered his head, then instantly raised it, tears in the corners of his eyes, and said, "Teacher Liu, we are in love, why would she commit suicide? I really don't understand."

Old Liu was given a huge fright. Chen Fan's sudden change in voice and extension, along with those tears, completely unnerved Old Liu.

Jiang Yuan had sought him out; Old Liu remembered this child.

How could he not remember this child? A lawyer who went to a remote area to teach—how could he not remember?

This child was so sunny and so excellent back then.

Old Liu was a bit scared and subconsciously reached for his amulet. Chen Fan lowered his head again, his voice changed, and he said, "Just teasing you, Master. Look at you, why are you so scared?"

Old Liu didn't speak.

Because he was now truly starting to believe in Chen Fan's 'ritual'—this stuff was probably real.

But he couldn't admit it; he couldn't let the audience believe it. This thing was very strange.

In fact, Chen Fan was the one who understood it the least, because in that moment of immersion, Chen Fan really did gain some memories, some voices, some techniques, and some habits.

It was as if he could truly imitate anyone.

But only those who had died.

So, is that superstition or science? Chen Fan didn't know, just like his gambling back then.

Gambling on himself—so, is it a conceptual-level ability, or is it because of his words and the stakes that the world began to change?

That is why Chen Fan never gambles on who killed someone.

Because Chen Fan worries that if the original development changes because of his bet, then the real murderer might change.

"Long-term insomnia, even accompanied by a certain irritability, and this person often drank alcohol. Teacher, what do you think causes a person who commits suicide to do so? Suicide out of guilt? You've seen real rapists, haven't you?"

Old Liu didn't speak.

"Teacher, speak, tell me about the rapists you've seen."

Old Liu said helplessly, "I have seen rapists, I have performed autopsies on them, and I have even observed the lives of these people. These people have no moral condemnation; these people live very easily and sleep very soundly. People with insomnia only ever blame themselves, but for rapists, there is no such thing as self-blame."

It exploded completely. Old Liu's words directly ignited the emotions of the people in the live broadcast room.

Everyone pondered for a long time. That's right, a person who goes to teach, raping a girl in the village—who would believe that if it were said out loud?

Not even a ghost would believe it.

Everyone has read *Ordinary World*; does that kind of beauty appearing in the village really exist?

That is the world of film and television; in reality, where does that kind of talk exist?

In the observation room, Teacher He said, "This counts as a violation, right?"

"Yes, but it's also not a violation. Chen Fan isn't leading; this is seeking truth from facts. This is the efficacy of a forensic doctor."

"Uh, really?"

"That's right. The residues in the stomach represent this person's daily life; long-term alcohol consumption in the blood is different. These can all be analyzed by a forensic doctor using data. The forensic doctor provides this data, and the police officer infers the person's daily routine. This is, in itself, a type of forensic work, so there is no such thing as leading."

Qin Ming continued, "Removing the ritual part, everything Chen Fan said is reasonable, because a rapist really wouldn't blame himself. If someone can blame themselves and reflect, are they still a rapist?"

For criminals, the only thing they ever blame themselves for is getting caught, not for the fact that they committed a crime and wronged that person.

On this point, Qin Ming, the lawyer, and even the audience understood deeply.

Suicide out of fear of punishment?

That phrase is only ever used for people who killed someone by accident, couldn't bear the inner condemnation, and finally committed suicide.

For that kind of person who wanted to kill someone in the first place, how could suicide out of fear of punishment exist? He really wanted to kill someone, after all.

In the interrogation room, Li Tian looked at Zheng Zifeng and said, "Honestly, how many years has it been? Let me count. From the time you helped your apprentice fight the lawsuit, that was two years, and your apprentice was inside for three years—five whole years."

"Yes, five years. The child's future is ruined; you all know that, right? Li Tian, look at me, don't tell me you didn't greet Jiang Yuan."

Li Tian was silent and said, "But at the time, it was that group of family members who were making a scene. At the time, you knew better than I did that the girl was going to get married."

"Yes, she was going to get married, but they weren't married yet, right? And Jiang Yuan said he was in love with that girl. Look at me, look at me—the photo of the ring on the girl's finger, is it there? I'm asking you, is it there?"

"They were making too much of a scene."

"Are you worthy of wearing this uniform? Tell me, Li Tian, look at your uniform and tell me, are you worthy or not?"

Li Tian slammed the table and said, "I go there every year to look, wanting to find the murderer. Do you think I don't want to? But I can't find them. There were only footprints there, nothing else. Surveillance? Electricity is a struggle there. Tell me, how do I find the murderer?"

Zheng Zifeng and Li Tian were silent at the same time.

"But, you could have questioned those reporters at the time, couldn't you?"

"A bunch of trash, why bother with them?"

And at this moment, Old Liu's phone rang, and Chen Fan said speechlessly, "Don't tell me I have to go on a business trip."