Chapter 409

"I'm truly convinced by Chen Fan, this old six. Is this even possible?"

"No, I must have gotten up too hard and seen it wrong. I'll sleep again and look later."

In the observation room, Teacher He looked at Qin Ming. Qin Ming said, "Um, regarding the Yiyantao Society, I actually know a bit. Although it's just capable people exchanging ideas, the topic of piecing together human bones has always been an interesting subject."

Teacher He said, "Subject?"

Qin Ming said, "Exactly. After breaking the bones and then piecing them together, it's a branch of anthropology, but not quite. Once a person is stripped of flesh, it's actually very hard to distinguish the whole person. You'll find that everyone is basically the same."

Teacher Luo said, "Actually, this is rarely used, right?"

Qin Ming said, "Yes, it's indeed rarely used, but there are some special scenarios where it's needed. For instance, when encountering particularly pathological murderers, these people throw the corpses into the earth to bury them. Over time, they accumulate."

These words didn't sound like anything good.

"Moreover, there were also some tragic cases from our resistance against Japan before, which also require us to do this. For example, piecing together fragmented bones during archaeological excavations."

It seems it is indeed needed.

On the scene, Chen Fan placed the bones together, then scattered them.

"Hmm, these are correct, right?"

Several forensic examiners looked at each other, then turned on the lights, looked at the markings on these bones, and one by one applauded Chen Fan.

Awesome, truly a genius.

"No wonder many people say you're a genius; you're indeed naturally Suitable to be a forensic examiner."

"Exactly, exactly, great. Much more capable than my few graduate student apprentices."

"Old Liu, that stubborn type, really has some luck. Meeting such an outstanding young person in his later years?"

On this side, a forensic examiner gave Chen Fan a piece of candy, and someone else gave him an orange.

It seems every forensic examiner has their own habits. These habits, though not major, are very effective.

At this moment, a man walked out. Old Zhou patted Chen Fan's shoulder and said, "Since you also understand bones, come and work on a case with us."

Work on a case?

Chen Fan was puzzled.

He followed everyone to look at the case.

"The case is simple. A bunch of people died. Now we need to find out exactly who this person was and what the murderer did."

Chen Fan stared at the photo and said, "Still from the water?"

A forensic examiner said, "It's a case discovered a while ago, quite similar to the corpse dumping you found at the reservoir before. The difference is this one has no pattern. Understand?"

No pattern?

Random killings.

Damn, that's awesome.

Qin Ming said in the observation room, "Damn, I finally get it. I know this case. It's the case that appeared just a few days ago, also a corpse dumping case. But when the frogmen went in to search, they found a lot of bones. Honestly, if it weren't for professionals, these bones would probably have been left there forever."

On this side, Teacher He said, "Bones underwater?"

"Not exactly. They were also packed in plastic bags, but with stones attached, so they were thrown in, making them hard to discover."

On the scene, Old Song looked at the case and said, "Where's Li Tian? This guy, he couldn't possibly not come to this case."

Old Zhou said, "He's already gone to investigate. One reason for holding this Yiyantao Society is for everyone to exchange feelings; the other is to handle this case. The case is quite big and needs to be processed quickly; otherwise, we won't be able to determine who the next victim will be."

Chen Fan said, "Don't tell me it's those previous bones?"

Old Zhou nodded and said, "Hmm, it's exactly that pile. We spent a long time piecing them together. You kid finished it in a flash. If I had known, I would have asked you to do it back then. That way, we wouldn't have had to stay up all night."

Several big shots nodded beside them, saying, "Exactly, exactly."

Piecing bones is simply a nightmare.

Chen Fan said, "Isn't there even a tiny bit of flesh left?"

Everyone looked at Chen Fan speechlessly. If there was even a bit of flesh, would this case be such a headache?

Chen Fan looked at the bones and said, "Is this all there is?"

Old Zhou said, "Yes, that's all there is. Moreover, Li Tian just called me, saying his side's progress has started to accelerate, and that our forensic side has slowed down a bit."

Oh damn, a rebellious son.

"This rebellious son actually defies us, the forensic examiners as fathers. Simply intolerable. Let me think about it."

Chen Fan picked up a leg bone and looked at it for a long time.

Then he started exerting force.

Crack! He snapped it directly in half.

Staring inside the leg bone, he performed a simple weight measurement.

After comparing, Chen Fan took out a notebook and began analyzing the data.

"This person, I'll temporarily call Victim Number One. This big brother's legs seem strong and sturdy."

Everyone gathered around, looked at the data Chen Fan wrote, and nodded one by one.

That's exactly what it means.

"As for the profession, I'm not sure, but since he used his legs often, I think it must be some kind of physical labor."

Old Zhou said, "That's unlikely. Generally, nowadays, if you need to walk, excluding some pilgrims, that leaves mostly tourists and Dengshan hikers. This person is eighty percent likely a Dengshan hiker."

This probability is indeed very high. Because of Dengshan, appearing in an unfamiliar city, naturally something happened, and the time they were noticed wasn't much.

The travel purposes of Dengshan hikers are all different.

Chen Fan took out a second set of bones and said, "This hip bone belongs to a woman. This woman is a bit ugly."

Ugly?

Everyone looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan pointed to the rib area and said, "Something is missing here. Let's assume the murderer kept everything, but ribs are missing here, and the frontal bone of the face has also been processed."

Old Zhou said, "Plastic surgery?"

"That's right, it should be plastic surgery."

A mountaineer, plastic surgery — these two points alone can narrow the range down considerably.

Chen Fan continued, "I can actually draw out what she originally looked like."

Old Zhou handed him the drawing paper straight away.

"Holy shit, holy shit, is Chen Fan some kind of god?"

"Just by looking at the bones, he could figure all that out?"

"Am I the only one noticing the way Chen Fan was stroking the bones — it looked like he was playing with a beloved toy."

"Damn it, my back's starting to break out in a cold sweat. This guy is way too terrifying."

Qin Ming, in the observation room, started clapping right away and said, "Chen Fan, this guy — he is definitely not human."

Teacher He said, "Isn't this a scientific research topic?"

"We do scientific research too, and we study human bones, but breaking them open to look at density — who on earth goes around measuring these kinds of numerical differences for no reason? Normally, for a female corpse, all you need is some basic material composition, symptoms, that sort of thing, and that's enough. But Chen Fan here went straight at it from a completely different angle of analysis."

"This feeling, it's like it's like…"

Teacher Luo said, "It's like — Chen Fan must have crushed a lot of bones before, right?"

Qin Ming was speechless; it really did seem to be exactly that logic.

Two sets of data were obtained, and then a picture was produced.

"Generally, before plastic surgery she looked like this, after plastic surgery she looked like this."

The image Chen Fan produced was of two people.

Old Zhou said, "The mountaineer, and the one who had plastic surgery — for the remaining few, keep looking."

Chen Fan examined the bones and said, "This one here, Number Three — the right hand side is a bit thick and sturdy, so she should have been doing some kind of physical labor that required the right hand."

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"Mm, this person's leg here — there's a bit of damage, this damage…"

Chen Fan's words reached his lips, then suddenly stopped.

"This damage looks like — it's an impact wound, not something caused by cutting. The force required for this kind of impact is enormous."

Old Zhou looked and asked, "How much force?"

"You can think of it as a car."

A car?

A mountaineer.

And the person here who had plastic surgery.