Chapter 68: Provoking the Forensic Examiner (Please Support, Sixth Update)

The people in the livestream room were the most confused, completely not understanding why Old Liu was angry.

"I think I get it now. Seems like this case is very tricky."

"The other party poisoned them on purpose, then killed these people."

'So you're saying, the robbery was the smallest thing, and the biggest purpose was to test his own poison?'

"Enjoying the thrill of not being discovered?"

"Holy crap, this guy's a lunatic."

Old Zhou was dragged away. At this moment, in the observation room, the lawyer said: "I've handled many cases. I once handled a genuinely pathological killer. At that time, I was assigned some public prosecution cases during my internship and came into contact with this person."

"Forced assignment?"

"Everyone has the right to a lawyer, but for some major cases, quite a few lawyers won't take them because they're dead ends. So these kinds of cases get handed to rookies for practice. The simplest example: a person who killed seven people in a row—you want me to argue for an acquittal?"

Pfft— even Teacher He laughed.

'Psychiatric evaluation? I've heard there's quite a lot of that.'

The lawyer said: "Right, a lot of people used to exploit that loophole in the past, but now that the legal system has improved, there's no way to exploit it anymore. Many people started applying to have depression classified as a mental illness too."

"Depression counts too?"

The lawyer said: "Whether it counts or not, I'm not sure. But I do know one thing—actually, when normal people get examined, they all come back with mild depression, because there's no clear boundary between being in a bad mood and being depressed. Wasn't it the case online before, with all those people saying they were depressed and couldn't eat?"

Teacher He had heard of these things too—plenty of internet celebrities using these matters to stir up hype.

"So now the system has been tightened up. Hospitals that used to issue depression diagnoses could face some legal liability. So since they have to bear responsibility, they don't dare issue them carelessly anymore, and people have mostly stopped talking about this stuff."

"The person I handled before was a lunatic, an absolute lunatic. Mentally, everything was normal."

Teacher He fell silent.

Zhang Yishan said: "He just enjoyed killing for its own sake?"

'No, that person just enjoyed bullying women—purely enjoyed killing women. Most of his targets were prostitutes and the like. He'd pay to find a woman, get familiar with her, then kill her.'

"Why these women?"

"Illegal business—who do you think would care about these women? If their lives were really that good, would they be doing this? Or did their families ever really care? Which Miss, doted on by her family, would go down that path? So, I've handled many cases, and prostitutes are among the more common victims."

"And that killer was a rich man too, with a really high IQ. But later, thanks to the long arm of the law, he was finally caught. It's simple—he had a quirk: he liked collecting the hair of his victims and preserving it. You could understand it as preserving his 'works'."

Holy shit, that's a pervert.

Meanwhile, in the laboratory, several middle-aged men in white coats had gathered together.

"Let's get started."

Everyone put on their glasses and masks and began the experiment, comparing bit by bit.

This case did involve poisoning, but since the tests couldn't detect it, no one had thought along those lines.

There were suspicions, but a forensic examiner can't voice suspicions—after all, a forensic examiner deals in facts.

Chen Fan and Old Song split up to take action, and happened to run into Li Tian on his way back.

Old Song saluted. Li Tian said: "We really caught the guy. In his basement, we found the imprisoned Wang Dan."

"And then?"

"And then I'm going to write a self-criticism report. I messed up."

?????

Messed up.

Chen Fan said: "How did you mess up?"

"Three Misses were imprisoned by this guy for about three years. Wang Dan said the bastard had brought other women too, but later those women just never showed up again…"

Holy fuck.

"You hit him?"

"Couldn't hold back, went straight at him. I'll take the disciplinary action. Damn it, this guy's a pervert. The videotapes at his place are all those Japanese captivity-type movies. Fuck, he's absolute trash."

The angrier he got, the madder he became.

Chen Fan handed him a cigarette and said: "Didn't expect you, baldhead, to have such a violent temper?"

Old Song couldn't hold it in, holding back laughter on the side.

"Call me baldhead one more time and I'll beat you up."