Chapter 39

"Not enough, this isn't enough."

Chen Fan was speechless. He took a drag of his cigarette, pointed at the ground, and said, "The preliminarily determined bleeding area is the area where the victim fell, right?"

The few of them nodded.

"If the body could be dismembered, it was probably over there too. After death, the victim's condition can't be distinguished, so I can only think from a forensic perspective—what you might call a dismemberment perspective."

After saying that, Chen Fan walked over to that area.

He squatted down, measured with his hands, held the branch in his grip, and said, "Suppose this is a chainsaw, and I'm dismembering the body right now—then what would I be looking at?"

The officer leaned over, taking the same position as Chen Fan, and looking ahead, saw a hillside not far in the distance.

"Mm, interesting, very interesting. To think you'd approach the problem from the criminal's angle—no, wait, it should be: no one alive understands dismemberment better than you, right?"

Chen Fan said, "I can't do anything else, but when it comes to cutting up a corpse, if I claim first place, no one dares to claim second."

"If I hadn't investigated you beforehand, I'd be ready to detain you on the spot. You're a dangerous one, kid."

Chen Fan continued his mock simulation and said, "Mm, there's that side too, and that side. For now, the areas my subconscious would think of are those few spots."

Following the areas, the officers began sending people over to search.

The police dogs went up with them.

Chen Fan returned to his original spot and stood there silently.

He didn't take part in the on-site investigation. Chen Fan had the basics of forensic knowledge, just not a lot of them—the system hadn't given him much.

Chen Fan was like a student with an unbalanced education—he only knew the hardest stuff, while the basics were a complete blank to him.

Gao Ye said, "That… in the future, don't be like that. I can hardly take it."

"It's fine, I'll hold you up."

"Cut it out. Do you think I don't know your sneaky little tricks?"

Chen Fan rubbed his hands together and said, "Hey, Qu Yiling, come here for a second."

Qu Yiling walked over, looked at Chen Fan, and said, "What is it?"

"Here, for you. When I swung earlier, a few hairs were left on my hand. Take them, keep them safe."

Qu Yiling barely held back her disgust and said, "You really are something else."

"Keep it up, I'm rooting for you."

"Then thank you very much."

A flawless smile, a dashing turn—every detail was taken to the extreme.

This Miss always gave people the feeling of sunshine and positivity.

Chen Fan tucked his hands away and said nothing.

Gao Ye said, "You want to toy with her?"

"No, I just thought it was fun. Living behind a mask—aren't we celebrities the same? Isn't the workplace just like that? So many people wear masks at work. Even forensics, at its core, is still a workplace."

Mm, back on topic—hey, staying on topic is the least of our worries right now.

The show, because of your presence, has already spiraled in an unpredictable direction, you get it?

Soon, the group discovered the rest of the body parts.

But after several police dogs patrolled the area for hours, no further traces were found.

The officers began to look troubled. One said, "That can't be right. Don't tell me it's that ghost thing."

Cheng Ruofei said, "A serial case?"

"Pah, pah, pah—cut the unlucky talk. It's not a serial case. Linking cases carries big risks; we're only suspecting it at this stage, and it probably isn't. What I'm worried about is something else."

"Something else?"

"Films and TV always throw in some so-called artistic flourishes, and those things are easy for people to imitate. The reason China doesn't bring in all those American shows and the like is precisely the worry that some people will copy them. I'm just worried that this person is playing artist—and people like that are all lunatics."

Old Liu said, "Artistic or not, I don't know. I only know one thing: once it ends up on my dissection table, even if it's a mute, I'll make its corpse speak for me."

Chen Fan looked around.

Gao Ye said, "What are you looking at?"

Chen Fan pointed at Xiang Qinqin in the distance and said, "Looking at a beauty."

At that moment Xiang Qinqin was lowering her head, carefully bagging up the surrounding soil.

Together with Cheng Ruofei, she was doing some of the most Clumsy work.

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