Chapter 513: I Don

The forensic doctor could only keep searching within these two items.

"Then let's go take a look together in a bit."

Chen Fan said, "You should eat your meal right now—eating while distracted is a waste of good food."

Perhaps because Chen Fan was beside her, Xiang Qinqin stopped dwelling so much on the case~.

"Okay."

Xiang Qinqin nodded obediently.

More than ten minutes later.

Chen Fan and Xiang Qinqin finished lunch and arrived at the autopsy room.

Old Liu was there too.

Seeing Chen Fan arrive, he immediately waved and said, "You're here—I was just thinking of going to wake you up and call you over."

Chen Fan said, "I ran into Xiang Qinqin in the cafeteria just now; she told me about this case."

Old Liu nodded and said, "Perfect, come take a look."

"So far, I haven't found any clues."

Chen Fan put on his gear and picked up the scalpel.

The corpse's surface was charred, and even its organs showed signs of carbonization, making the forensic work considerably difficult.

He briefly examined the corpse.

Indeed, as Xiang Qinqin had said, the back of the corpse had not been burned.

According to basic common sense.

If the victim had died from fire, this would be highly unreasonable.

Humans feel pain; upon sensing burning, they would inevitably struggle.

Chen Fan removed each of the victim's organs one by one.

He even weighed each organ as he lifted it.

This time, he still detected nothing unusual.

The case had truly hit a dead end.

If we can't determine the cause of death, progress is impossible.

"We've verified this too—we found ash in the victim's nasal passages and mouth."

"That means the victim's death was largely due to the fire."

"But it wasn't the sole cause of death."

"We suspected carbon monoxide poisoning, but found no corresponding evidence."

"The corpse didn't give us any answers either."

Old Liu said.

Just as everyone was stuck in a deadlock.

Old Song arrived with a man.

"Where's my wife? How dare you autopsy her without my consent?"

Outside the autopsy room, the man confronted Old Song.

Old Song replied sharply, "This is necessary for the investigation—without an autopsy, we might miss crucial clues."

"But you still shouldn't have done it without my consent!"

"And my wife is pregnant—what if the child is still alive?"

Old Song was speechless: "Half your wife's body is carbonized—do you really think your child is still alive?"

"Stop being unreasonable. I brought you here because you said you wanted to see your wife one last time."

The man said, "Regardless, you autopsied my wife without my consent—that's unacceptable! When I get home, I'm suing you!"

It seemed the man's words had reached inside the autopsy room.

Chen Fan walked out and said, "If you're going to sue, go ahead and do it right now."

The man had expected Old Song to compromise, to beg him or plead—instead, Chen Fan said this.

He instantly felt humiliated.

"You—you're just abusing your power to bully people like us!"

"Just wait! I'll make you pay!"

This scene made the viewers laugh.

"What kind of idiot is this? The forensic doctor is trying to find out why his wife died, and he's blaming her for autopsying?"

"Don't you think this guy is suspicious? Normally, someone in this situation would be heartbroken. But he's yelling at the doctors and threatening to sue? Is that normal?"

"I just thought of something bad—could this man be…"

The viewers could think of it.

Old Song and Chen Fan must have thought of it too.

As the man pressed forward aggressively, Old Song suddenly shoved him down.

"Your wife and child are both dead. You don't go in to see your wife, yet you blame us for autopsying without your consent?"

"You're highly suspicious. Come with us to the police station."

The man said, "What? My wife's already been autopsied—what can I do?"

"What's there to see? A corpse that's been cut open?"

"I think you're abusing your authority!"

Chen Fan said, "Stop wasting our time—you're annoying as hell."

The man was taken away.

Chen Fan walked back into the autopsy room, where he saw Xiang Qinqin drawing a portion of the deceased's blood to send off for testing.

Suddenly.

As if something had occurred to him, Chen Fan turned and called out to Old Song to stop him.

"What's wrong with you? Why'd you suddenly come running over?"

Old Song, pinning the man down, asked.

Chen Fan said, "What's this man's occupation?"

Old Song replied, "I don't know either. Let him answer for himself."

The man was currently being pinned down by Old Song; of his entire body, only his feet could move.

Now looking at Chen Fan unconvinced, he said, "I just won't tell you."

Chen Fan said lightly, "It's fine if you don't want to say, but if we wait until the police go to your workplace, you'll have no choice but to talk then."

"So, do you want to talk, or should I keep hitting you until you do?"

Chen Fan raised his fist.

The man immediately lost his nerve.