Chapter 210
"Is my way of opening this wrong? Chen Fan, did you finally lose control and commit a crime?"
Qin Ming was also pulled over here; there were too many people, and everyone capable of lending a hand had to be involved.
"Good heavens, is it that serious?"
Chen Fan said: "Yes, very serious. But I feel something is off. Maybe I'm just being suspicious, but still, I feel something is wrong."
Something is off?
Qin Ming asked: "What do you mean?"
Chen Fan had people shine flashlights here, then brought over a ladder and started climbing up onto the truck...
Then he began collecting fingerprints, very meticulously, not missing a single corner.
After that, he found the place where the steel plates were placed, carefully inspected the arrangement, and said: "Right here, this is what's wrong."
Old Song came up, took a look, and said: "I don't understand this, let the traffic police handle it."
The traffic police came up, took a look, and said: "No, this doesn't meet regulations. On a snowy day, the road is naturally slippery. Usually, items like this need extra locks to be secured. But here, not only are there no locks, but even the original reinforcements are missing. It's as if... it was placed this way on purpose."
Everyone looked at the truck driver, who said: "Ah, I checked it. I checked it at the time."
Steel plates are inherently dangerous. If they aren't secured properly, it's easy for problems to occur on the highway, so truck drivers usually check them very carefully.
And this driver had checked them very thoroughly.
"So are you sure you checked it?"
"I checked it. I checked it well before I went to eat."
Everyone instantly perked up. Old Song looked at Chen Fan and said: "You collected the fingerprints, right?"
"Yes."
"Wait, I'll contact the local authorities there; we need to speed this up."
Very quickly, the local police locked onto the steel factory, and a group of people found the boss and made him wake everyone up.
People got up from the dorms one after another, but one person was missing.
At this point, the local police knew what was going on and immediately took people to start the pursuit.
And an hour later, the person was caught.
"Caught?"
Old Song listened to the reply on the other end of the phone and asked: "How did you catch him?"
"This kid ran away when we arrived, clearly feeling guilty. He stole things from the factory to sell."
"Not that one, the other one, the person who secured the steel."
The person who secured the steel?
The officers began searching the surveillance footage and quickly found a person.
"Who is this person, and where are they?"
The boss said: "Ah, this one? He resigned today. What's wrong?"
"Where does he live?"
"That is... does anyone here know?"
Someone in the group pointed out the place. Very quickly, the police went to lock onto this kid, but he ran fast and had already bought a train ticket.
But it was useless; they contacted the train station, and he was apprehended directly on the train.
Having received the news of the successful arrest, Chen Fan finished a fingerprint test at the forensic lab.
"This fingerprint should be that kid's."
"Damn, it really is. Workers rarely go up there; usually, the truck drivers are responsible for securing these things. What was this kid's goal?"
"How would I know? I'm a forensic examiner, I trust the corpse. Why don't you ask that kid if he can die for a second?"
Old Song finally realized what was going on. He stared at Chen Fan and said: "You kid, tell me clearly, what made you suspect it wasn't an accident?"
"I already told you, the issue with the steel itself."
"Nonsense, even if secured, steel can still fly off."
"But it would gradually fall off the truck, not fly off like that."
??????
No, you kid, have you tried this before?
Li Tian stared fixedly at Chen Fan on the scene and said: "You'd better give me an explanation, otherwise, I'm going to start suspecting you."
Chen Fan was speechless and said: "You're really stupid. Why don't you ask a physicist? Ask them and you'll know. Didn't you contact them before?"
Li Tian called the physicist and sent over the pictures. After looking at them, the other party said: "En, it really is that reason. If they were tied with ropes, this steel would indeed fall downwards. If they wanted to fly off, it's actually very difficult; it would require very high speed. En, if not controlled, it's actually doable."
"Tell me, who has nothing better to do than study this?"
The physicist was also confused by the question and said: "No, are you saying someone studied this? Just to study how, when a truck is on the road and suddenly brakes, the steel plates hit and kill someone?"
"Yes."
"You police officer, is there something wrong with your head? Do you know how much calculation is involved in this? This amount of calculation is terrifying, it's not something you can just say in two or three sentences. You're really talking nonsense, you should go see a doctor."
Pfft, hahahahaha.
The audience was laughing like crazy at this moment.
"I'm dying of laughter, it's the middle of the night and I'm laughing until tears are coming out."
"Hahahaha, too funny, Li Tian got roasted directly by the physicist."
"Right, who would be so crazy to study accidents?"
"Probably only Chen Fan would study it. As expected, Chen Fan is not a normal person."
Chen Fan put the pen in his hand into his pocket. For a moment, Chen Fan wondered if he threw a pen, could he kill Li Tian? He felt that in the next second, he might actually be able to do it.
After the few returned, Li Tian received a reply. After the person was caught, he indicated that he had indeed gone up and untied them.
The reason was that he wanted to scam the truck driver for money, but the driver ignored him and told the boss. Left with no choice, he had to resign.
At the time, he only thought that after the steel fell, the guy would lose some money, but he never imagined it would directly kill someone.
An unintentional act is still a crime; this cannot be avoided. Someone always has to pay the price.
And Chen Fan, who had returned, fell into deep thought. This skill seemed, seemed a bit terrifying.
Song Zuer had already warmed up the bed for Chen Fan and asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Chen Fan said: "I'm thinking, you say, why is an accident an accident?"
"Aren't you a forensic examiner? Why are you studying metaphysics?"
"No, accidents also exist in forensics. And, since ancient times, all truths, principles, and the birth of knowledge actually come from accidents. You could say an accident is the origin of all things."
Song Zuer reached out, touched Chen Fan's forehead, and said: "It's over, you've been dissected until you're stupid. What kind of thought is this? So strange."
Chen Fan said: "You don't understand."
"Child, don't think about these things. Go flirt with beauties more often, then you won't have wild thoughts."
"Pfft, no interest."
Song Zuer looked at him with disdain and said: "Who would believe you if you said that?"
"Believe it or not. Actually, I've always been passive. Sigh, how can such an excellent man as me be so rare in the world?"
Song Zuer suddenly felt tonight that maybe she should just commit spousal murder or something; that would be better.
The next day, everyone got up one after another. The heavy snow had stopped, and the courtyard full of snow needed to be cleared. Old Liu had climbed up very early, holding a broom, clearing the yard.
Chen Fan took a sip of hot water and took a broom to help.
"You don't need to. You stayed up so late last night, your teacher here can still do this little bit of work."
"Isn't that nonsense? How could I let my teacher do this kind of thing?"
The cameraman was on the side, filming such a harmonious scene.
Deep affection between master and apprentice.
Old Liu squinted his eyes and said: "Speak, what's the matter?"
Chen Fan laughed hee-hee and said: "That, Teacher, if there's an arrest scene, can I apply to go?"
"Are you crazy? Is there something wrong with your head? You want to go to an arrest? You're a forensic examiner, why are you joining in the fun? Haven't you been before? What's the point? Just stay here and dissect corpses for me."
"It's not about whether I've been or not. By the way, let me ask you, Teacher, you say during the arrest process, if the other party dies, does our police force need to pay compensation?"
— Author's Notes —
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