Chapter 90

Liu Yan and Zhang Xinyu both knew very well that what Jing Tian said was a social phenomenon, and the spearhead directly stimulated those at the top.

Chen Fan was not in a hurry, and when he heard it was Yuanshan, he was also stunned for a long time.

Returning to Old Liu's side, Chen Fan said, "Yuanshan, if I remember correctly, Xiang Qinqin, do you work over there?"

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, it seems people are just over there. How can there be a place over there for these people to live?"

"Over at Yuanshan, the bottom was originally a village in the city, later it was changed, and then many people moved into the city to live. Later, many houses were abandoned, and most people were unwilling to sell."

Chen Fan frowned, looking at Xiang Qinqin.

Xiang Qinqin said, "That, there is something, it's not convenient for me to say."

Chen Fan was curious, looking at Xiang Qinqin.

Old Liu said, "That village in the city, there is a dance hall, and some women are over there, right."

Xiang Qinqin lowered her head and gave a soft 'hmm'.

Chen Fan watched the livestream and said, "Cut this part, don't broadcast it."

The viewers in the livestream were stunned.

Chen Fan pulled two newcomers, one on each side.

"Let's go, let's go criticize, criticize."

Criticize your big head, what criticism.

Xu Xintong pointed to the clothes on her body and looked at Chen Fan.

"It's fine, take it off, and it'll be fine. We must go collect material, we must go collect material."

Several people were speechless.

Old Liu said, "Stop messing around. We really have to go. Wait for Old Li's side to finish. By the way, it's just right to take you to the funeral home to see. In the future, you will also have to deal with the funeral home."

What the hell?

Do forensic doctors also have a connection with this?

"People die, and it's not certain that anyone will care about you. In my morgue, many times, some corpses will be cleared away. These corpses can only be cremated. For cases that are solved, those family members have left. Such corpses can only be cremated with money from the department."

Several people arrived at Yuanshan. As soon as they reached the destination, they saw Li Tian scolding people.

"Damn it, dead. Who is it, who did it."

Several people looked at each other and didn't speak.

The few women brought out still had big bellies, and many female police officers were accompanying them here.

And Old Liu put on his gloves and said, "Let's go, a case has occurred."

Several people walked into the house and looked at the person curled up in the corner. This person was dead.

The phone in his hand had been crushed by someone.

Clearly, this person was the one who called the police.

The curled-up appearance of the corpse was still warm; clearly, the corpse had just died not long ago.

In the eyes of the police, perhaps this person was killed by the boss or a henchman, but in the eyes of a forensic doctor, it was an uncertain matter.

"Hmm, bring it, to the clubhouse."

Xiang Qinqin said, "That, actually no need, I have a special autopsy room here."

There is one here too?

Chen Fan looked at Xiang Qinqin, and Xiang Qinqin said, "My teacher was a forensic doctor before. This has always been a forensic department on the job, but very few people come here, so the autopsy room has been abandoned, but it can still be used. What I'm thinking is, since the corpse is still warm, it would be much more convenient to perform an autopsy now."

This is quite rare, because forensic doctors rarely cut corpses that are still warm.

As the saying goes, this opportunity is rare; if it's warm, you must take advantage of it while it's hot.

Several people transported the corpse and arrived at the funeral home.

The old man leaned on his cane, accompanied by students, walked out, and gave a look, indicating it was over there.

Several people entered this forensic autopsy room.

Qin Ming explained in the observation room, "A long time ago, forensic medicine was actually combined with the funeral home. But later, with human experiments, organ transplants, scientific research, etc., more and more, forensic medicine became independent and formed a professional discipline."

"Forensic anthropology, pathology, blood analysis, etc., supported this discipline. But for our country, these are still in the initial stage, and many forensic autopsy rooms have not yet been demolished."

Chen Fan touched the table and found it exceptionally clean.

Old Liu said, "Don't think too much. I'm assured of that person's work; he's an old craftsman. It's just that later, because his craftsmanship was too good, he came to do these things."

"Can it work if the craftsmanship is too good?"

"Hmm, restoration. You must know, what is rarer than a forensic doctor is an embalmer. Remember, an embalmer is not a cremation master; there is an essential difference. An embalmer actually counts as a variant of a forensic doctor. You only know the human body well if you can better restore it."

In the observation room, Teacher He and others looked at Qin Ming. Qin Ming said helplessly, "Sigh, embalmers have always been a headache because the demand is really not high, but they cannot be missing. Who doesn't hope their loved ones leave decently? Who hopes their loved ones leave with broken arms and legs? These have their own sayings."

"Not everyone can persist. A body of skills, just used for makeup, etc. Sigh, Old Chen has persisted for so many years, it's not easy."

This old man, surnamed Chen, is an ancient surname, like Chen Fan. The old man is three called.

Chen Youwei.

Leaning on his cane, the old man stood at the door.

A man held a rice bowl, eating on the side, with Lao Gan Ma, and said, "Not easy, how many years has it been, there is still someone doing an autopsy here."

"It's okay, it's quite rare, but it's not bad to be able to help. After all, fresh and warm is conducive to scientific research."

"What thing, I don't understand this, is this thing useful?"

"Can write papers."

At this time, Old Liu couldn't suppress the excitement in his hands and carefully cut it open.

"Remember to record all data, and copy a video of that side for me later. You few people, isn't there someone who likes academics? This is the best academic. This is already infinitely close to a living person, understand?"

Everyone understood well.

Just, is this polite?

A person who just died, and they are doing an autopsy here, is it not very appropriate.

Here, Chen Fan's cutting speed also deliberately slowed down, and later, he found a little residue in the stomach.

Xiang Qinqin's blood test on that side also got results.

The two exchanged glances and got a consistent answer.

Old Liu said, "Not beaten to death?"

"The fatal wound is not beating, but poisoning, but this poison test still needs some time."

"It's enough to be sure it's poisoning. Li Tian can pull people out."

The audience watched the tortuous story and were instantly stunned. It was not death by beating, but poisoning.

Someone hoped this person would die?

At this time, Li Tian, who was responsible for the interrogation, received a call and was directly dumbfounded, then quickly scanned the people sitting on the chairs.

Observing everyone carefully.

Everyone was timid to look at Li Tian, which is normal. Police have an innate ability to restrain criminals.

However, it was not the look Li Tian needed.

"The dead person, who did he have more contact with?"

"Uh, just someone who helped us take care of pregnant women."

"Good, I'll change the way I ask you. The dead person, who beat him? Speak, the person is dead, who beat him, who pays with their life."

Someone knelt on the ground directly and said, "I really didn't use a heavy hand. I just kicked a few times, and he was gone. I really didn't want to beat him to death. We just make money, we really don't kill people."

Li Tian continued to ask, "What if the child miscarries?"

"Just... just..."

"Speak."

"Just find a way to get pregnant again, then find a relationship, do the paternity test, make a fake one."

The clue Li Tian needed had already appeared.

"This person, who exactly did he walk close to? To be precise, this person, took care of whom, how many people?"

"Two, two."

The person kneeling on the ground tried hard to nod.

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