[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner":3,"chapter-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-131":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Nation's Forensic Medical Examiner",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2326826,4551,"Chapter 131: Business Trip","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-131",131,"\u003Cp>Police Dog Unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red brick, black tiles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight filtered through dense leaves and spilled into the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang enjoyed the dappled sunlight while gazing eagerly ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Steam rose vigorously toward the ceiling, making the rafters seem to drip saliva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang drooled, crouched by the door, staring at Jiang Yuan’s figure in the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary dogs have the intelligence of a three-year-old child; specially trained police dogs like Da Zhuang can reach at least a five-year-old’s level, and the more skilled ones can match a six- or seven-year-old’s intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang lifted his head, eyes focused, his mouth curled as if smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He emitted soft hums, his belly fur rising and falling, showing he was deeply content and excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang couldn’t see the pot, let alone the fridge or any food—he could only see Jiang Yuan’s busy figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A radiant figure!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, whenever Da Zhuang saw Jiang Yuan, he drooled—so much it nearly choked his thick throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You little brat, waiting for food again?” Li Li stepped out and patted Da Zhuang’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in a custom-made police vest, Da Zhuang looked sharp; his head-tilt was cool—but he didn’t even glance at Li Li.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li, already two steps away, froze stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re acting weird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Da Zhuang!” Li Li’s tone grew slightly stern, locking her gaze on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Woof!” Da Zhuang spun his head toward her instantly, face beaming with enthusiasm and obedience—like two completely different dogs from just moments ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You little rascal, you’re clever, aren’t you?” Li Li’s long fingers rubbed hard against Da Zhuang’s slightly bald forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang let her do as she pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, his handler had a few days each month when she was especially stern and hard to please; in the past, he could smell danger in her scent—but today he hadn’t sensed it, yet her tone still betrayed her mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang was glad he’d passed another test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now came the time to enjoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan prepared a full bowl of dog food for Da Zhuang—a high-calorie meal based on slow-cooked meat. Besides traditional pork chops and chicken breast, Jiang Yuan had personally brought steak today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang sniffed the food, tears of happiness welling in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Literally wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat,” Li Li couldn’t watch anymore, waving her hand to grant him permission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a loud thud, Da Zhuang bowed his head straight into the bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t feel pain—or didn’t have time to show it—his jaws opened wide, and he devoured the food ravenously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rich broth soaked fresh vegetables; tender pork chops mingled with juicy steak; intense aromas and rich flavors layered thickly. Through his 1200-times-human sense of smell, Da Zhuang’s bliss soared to the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dog’s life—no regrets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan divided the steak between Li Li and his master, Wu Jun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he too bent over to eat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li sat at the table, back straight from cutting, her silhouette elegant. Sunlight fell on her neck, softening her figure beautifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She too was focused on battling her steak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her ponytail swayed, as cute as Da Zhuang’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jun, however, cut like he was dissecting a corpse—first trimming the edges into a pile, then slicing the rest into neat squares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan recalled how his master also liked to arrange the organs during autopsies…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget it. If he thought more, the steak wouldn’t taste good anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused on eating his own steak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his plate: steak, two slices of onion, one mushroom, one broccoli floret, two carrots (all vegetables taken from Da Zhuang’s meals).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slightly charred beef entering his mouth felt wonderful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation of teeth tearing through it brought pleasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan didn’t have Da Zhuang’s sense of smell, but he was a food lover too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three humans and the dog all chewed earnestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peaceful moments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After eating, Wu Jun leaned back lazily, picking his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Zhuang lay sprawled lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Li stood, gathering the dishes. She carried them inside; her back view was stunning—the police uniform hugged her figure, her legs appearing at least 1.2 meters long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jun noticed Jiang Yuan’s gaze and joked: “Like the girl? Xiao Li’s good—steady, hardworking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan did feel a flicker of flutter seeing her back—but then he remembered how she ate, like a second Da Zhuang beside him, and firmly shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After lunch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan received another red apple from Da Zhuang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took the apple back to his office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jun also took an apple, muttering: “Apples are good—peace and safety, no cases, we can rest more. After lunch, we can leave early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan thought that sounded nice—he’d resume reading the novel he’d left unfinished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in school, he had plenty of time; now, after so long at work, he still hadn’t finished “The Great Physician Ling Ran.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jun began flipping through newspapers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan went to clean cigarette butts from the pothos and watered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned on his brand-new computer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding ding ding…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jun frowned and picked it up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Received.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood. We’re leaving immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan closed his browser—otherwise, he’d be reading slower than the author updated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiao Yuan, pack up. We’re going to Longli County on assignment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Homicide?” Jiang Yuan asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. A tricky case. The city bureau’s forensic doctor Wang will be there too. They’ve asked us to assist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan’s spirits surged—slightly tense, slightly excited, ready to shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Master Wu Jun wore a thoughtful expression, pausing a long while before speaking: “I remember Longli County has this amazing dish—intestine, pig stomach, chicken stew. What’s it called again? Too old now—I can’t recall. We’ll go eat it together when we get there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan: …\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since they were traveling dozens of kilometers, Jiang Yuan stopped by his father’s house, told him, picked up clean clothes, and got stuffed with food.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They rode in the unit’s Skoda.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No air conditioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Jun was used to it, but when he passed Jiang Village and saw all the luxury cars, then watched his clueless apprentice climb into the Skoda with cheerful energy, he felt a pang of pity—and liked Jiang Yuan even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Point Guard Here”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun arrived directly at the Longli County Criminal Investigation Unit, where they met Wang Lan, the forensic doctor from Qinghe City Bureau.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan, a female forensic doctor from Qinghe City Bureau, had a bob haircut, looked over forty, thin, her body barely less desiccated than a mummy’s—but her eyes were sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qinghe City Bureau was Longli County’s superior unit; in homicide cases, the city bureau’s forensic doctor was always the first to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, since the city bureau no longer handled direct case investigations, its forensic doctors’ main job was supporting county and district units.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their experience thus accumulated rapidly, and over time, their actual investigative skills improved significantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In small counties like Ningtai, there were about a dozen non-natural deaths per year, roughly three or four homicides. Autopsies fell between those numbers, but annually, still single digits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qinghe City Bureau’s forensic doctors, however, traveled all over the city—rushing to county bureaus when homicides occurred, to district bureaus when needed, often performing only the essential parts of autopsies—efficient, low-effort, high-training-value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wu Jun’s previous workload were handed entirely to Wang Lan, she’d be overwhelmed—there was still a substantial amount of physical labor involved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as a city bureau forensic doctor, Wang Lan’s total workload might be similar—or even higher—yet her physical labor dropped sharply, allowing her to leverage her strengths as a female forensic doctor and enhance the meticulousness of postmortems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most autopsies only require meticulousness to be sufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this case was different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan met Wu Jun and spoke directly: “You’ll be put to work today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is the corpse badly decomposed?” Wu Jun, with thirty years of forensic experience, hated autopsies on highly decomposed bodies—they made him nauseous for days, unable to eat, but duty called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan shook her head: “The body’s in decent condition—only one day dead. The complexity lies in the death environment. The county’s forensic and crime scene teams can’t handle it alone. That’s why I called you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How complex?” Wu Jun asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Longli County forensic doctor’s surname was Ye—a notorious sloppiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though forensic doctors should be meticulous, even obsessive, Ye was sloppy—never a major mistake, but constant minor ones, and no one could fix it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So when Wang Lan said “complex,” Wu Jun didn’t take it too seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still looked calm, exuding a seasoned and composed air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan also knew what kind of situation the forensic expert Ye in Longli County was in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s like in any class, there are always students with terrible grades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not that he can’t learn—it’s that he’s careless, does his work sloppily, but there’s no justifiable reason to expel him for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan explained: “This case is different. The victim is an elderly scavenger who died in his own courtyard. He had signs of being beaten. And in his yard, several shelves holding items had been overturned…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wang Lan spoke, Wu Jun understood—he now grasped why he’d been called in. He was being assigned grunt work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The items scavenged must be covered in DNA,” Wu Jun sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan nodded: “DNA and fingerprints are everywhere. And this old man had a personal hobby—he collected a large number of women’s underwear and panties, all of which contain massive amounts of DNA.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So… we have to test all of it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. But right now we have no leads, so… every piece of evidence the killer might have touched must be screened.” Wang Lan emphasized: “Thorough screening.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.” Wu Jun finally got it—Longli County had stumbled upon a DNA treasure trove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s easy to imagine that collecting biological samples here is still a relatively simple task. Once the DNA or fingerprints from these objects are matched, they’ll still need to bring people in for secondary verification, then investigate alibis and motives—another mountain of trouble ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This job is really…” Wu Jun shook his head vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan could only encourage: “Let’s work hard and finish processing all the samples within 72 hours.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, she turned to the tall young man beside Old Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Lan offered a dry, warm smile: “You must be Jiang Yuan, the forensic expert. You won second-class merit in the last fingerprint operation—truly impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan nodded obediently: “Thank you, Teacher, I’ll keep working hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1750,"2026-06-20T18:55:00.150Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f488c927c7ff93fd22e7d0f5dbf4ac155494149840fabd5108078d7b744746da","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-132","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-130",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-cover.jpg"]