Chapter 257

The student writing things down started shutting down completely. Damn, that's awful, f*ck, why does it feel like everything is forensic, every part of Chen Fan screams criminal?

No, this guy definitely wants to commit crimes.

"For example, if I use this much force, then I use this much force again, wouldn't it be different?"

Everyone watched and nodded.

"Then, this way you can actually deduce the person's strength, and then lock down the criminal."

'Besides, the way the body is cut open—isn't it all just cutting? Different tools cause different wounds, it's all written in the books, or you've done experiments yourselves, right?'

Everyone kept nodding.

Chen Fan continued, "Then what if I write that he used the tool with great force to cut it open?"

The student couldn't take it anymore and said, "Does this even mean anything?"

The teacher in charge of guiding this student smacked him on the head and said:

"You can determine the sharpness of the tool, and this way you can lock down the criminal's identity or the type of tool."

This f*cking works too, doesn't it?

Chen Fan went on to talk about dozens of things, each one built on: this person killed someone, how did they kill them, what was the method, the means, the technique, and so on—a dazzling array.

A group of big shots present listened and were thrilled. Wow, that's really badass.

The police outside finished listening and thought, hmm, we can arrest this guy.

Chen Fan talked for a long time, and the student wrote a lot.

After he finished here, a forensic examiner pulled Chen Fan over to a blackboard and said, "Do you know what this is?"

"I don't know. I don't really have the habit of looking at old cases. What's up with this?"

"This tool was found at the scene."

Chen Fan said, "It's a tool, right? Are there wounds on the person?"

Here, he pointed at the photo.

Chen Fan compared them and said, "No good. This tool would take a lot of effort. This person would need a long time to cut someone open with it."

Li Tian froze and said, "Holy sh*t, that means there's a grudge, meticulous mind, clear logic, damn, I know who it is. F*ck, this piece of trash is a scholar."

Chen Fan said, "I'm not sure, but anyway this person isn't very strong, cutting people is hard work. This tool, and this wound, would take time. This person really isn't very strong."

Not strong, meaning thin and weak. If thin and weak, narrowing down suspects becomes much simpler.

Another big shot pulled Chen Fan over and said, "What about this one?"

"Electrocuted, right? It looks like the current was even boosted. This person's weapon seems to be able to adjust the current. That's pretty impressive."

?????

Li Tian said, "Hold on, I'll call and ask later whether any of the suspects over there know anything about physics and machinery."

The call was made, and an affirmative answer came back quickly.

"Then we can basically make the arrest."

A few big shots still wanted to pull Chen Fan aside, but he was stopped by someone who said the time was long and everyone shouldn't rush.

Chen Fan straightened his clothes and said, "Oh right, I've said so much, shared so much experience—can I get a First-Class Merit?"

Several people stared at Chen Fan.

This kid really wants to earn merit.

A few foreigners listening to Chen Fan were muttering to themselves: Oh God, oh Lord, take this demon away. This guy is definitely not a good person, definitely a hidden criminal.

Over at the observation room, a few people started packing up because it was very late and the livestream had to be shut down.

Teacher He said, "Teacher Qin Ming, is any of Chen Fan's stuff useful?"

"Hmm, useful, very useful. This stuff is actually about deep research. Most people can't sit there calmly and experiment on corpses without any inner turmoil, and besides, this isn't allowed. Chen Fan must have compiled this data during every examination. Otherwise, the workload alone would be terrifying."

"Why do I feel like Chen Fan is researching a hundred ways to kill people?"

After Hu Ge finished speaking, everyone laughed along. Qin Ming said, "Stop telling such blunt truths. Chen Fan is a forensic examiner, part of our system. He's a good guy."

After saying this, Qin Ming himself didn't want to believe it. Please, stop showing off.

When he got back to his place, Chen Fan lay flat on the hotel bed. The livestream was off, and Chen Fan stared at the ceiling in a daze.

After accumulating so many skills, Chen Fan actually didn't know what kind of person he was anymore. But every time, when he saw those corpses, Chen Fan felt himself go from cold at the very beginning to liking it.

Yes, liking it. A morbid liking for dissection, for examining crime scenes, for tormenting criminal perpetrators.

Is this a crime?

Chen Fan didn't know. He looked at his skills.

Forget it, which of these damn skills isn't a crime?

As for the forensic examiners chatting casually in the group.

"Chen Fan is really a great kid, sharp mind, full of energy. This outstanding contribution can be given to Chen Fan."

"Chen is a genius. I've never seen anyone so obsessed with corpses."

"This has real, huge significance for the progress of our forensic field. I agree."

'I think he's too young. Giving him merit isn't appropriate.'

"But if we give him the merit, it can encourage more young people to join the forensic field. Isn't that good?"

Everyone argued endlessly in the group. Then the group admin spoke up: "Tomorrow, same old rules. Let's pull out a few old cases, everyone study them, see if we can make any progress. Whoever offers the most substantive suggestions, then we'll decide."

"Seconded..."

Everyone responded one after another.

The next day, early in the morning, everyone hurriedly opened the livestream and clicked into Chen Fan's stream.

They held their phones in anticipation, waiting for Chen Fan to go live.

Even before the stream started, several hundred people were already waiting.

Nothing was more anticipated than Chen Fan going to show off.

【2】 The previous cases had all been so frustrating, but this time Chen Fan was truly showing off in front of a group of big shots, so we fans are happy too.

The previous cases were all so frustrating, but this time Chen Fan is really showing off in front of a bunch of big shots, so we fans are happy too.

Look at the idol I follow—how outstanding he is.

For example, parents asking their own daughter.

"Which celebrity is this handsome young man?"

"His name is Chen Fan."

"What does he do?"

"A forensic examiner."

"Six."

Meanwhile, the cameraman beside Chen Fan started the livestream; at this moment, Chen Fan was eating in the cafeteria he had arranged.

Students passing by the school saw Chen Fan and rushed straight up to ask for his autograph.

The remaining few forensic experts wore looks of disdain—damn it, fine that he was more skilled than them professionally, but the worst part was he wasn't even as handsome as this guy.

The big shots speechlessly lowered their heads to look at their own leather shoes—their shoes were polished clean, so why hadn't any students come to ask them for autographs either?

After breakfast, they arrived at the venue. The person in charge said: "The exchange conference is actually for everyone to exchange and learn from each other—of course, there's also some academic research and the like, but we can't do without the old tradition: we'll set out a few old cases here, and everyone can brainstorm and take a look."

Everyone nodded.

Here, one case after another was laid out.

Chen Fan picked out a case, stood in front of it, and looked at the corpse and the autopsy report.

He said: "This thing is very interesting."

Holy crap, no way—is your speed a bit too fast?

The host's person in charge was a sixty-year-old white-haired old man. The old man came over and said: "Tell us."

"It's an arson-homicide case, right? The location of death was in the mountains, right? But the surroundings here are all graveyards and the like, right?"

Everyone nodded.

Chen Fan said: "The graveyard here was clearly opened by someone and then covered back up—this was done by grave robbers, I know this stuff inside out."

Li Tian held the handcuffs, swinging them around—great, Chen Fan admitted it, I can arrest him now.

"Get to the point."

Chen Fan said: "Soot and carbon dust deposits can be seen on the surface of the respiratory mucosa, sometimes mixed with mucus to form black thread-like phlegm; the mucosa of the epiglottis, larynx, trachea, and bronchi shows congestion, edema, necrosis, and hemorrhage, sometimes forming blisters, and in severe cases forming a diphtheria-like pseudomembrane in the above areas that is easily peeled off. The above changes are called the heat-induced respiratory syndrome. Heat-induced respiratory syndrome indicates that the victim still had living capacity when the fire occurred, and is the most definitive evidence of death by burning while alive. The lungs show extensive congestion, hemorrhage, edema, emphysema, or collapse, with a firm texture and a bright red cut surface. Microscopically, fat can sometimes be seen in the small pulmonary blood vessels, which can serve as evidence of death by burning while alive."

Everyone listened to Chen Fan's explanation and nodded.

"Then, if it were homicide, and the person was burned after death, you wouldn't be able to detect dust, and there would be infection in the respiratory tract, right?"

The audience all knew this stuff—many TV dramas use this plot device.