Chapter 154: Light Bulb

The funeral home at night.

The cool breeze is blowing, and the yin is full.

At this moment, hiding in the woods of the funeral home, you don't need air conditioning to feel the chilling cold.

On both sides of the road are towering pine trees, as thick as fat pigs, and the drooping branches are as thick as a child's arm, each revealing the appearance of "I have lived here for a long time."

Jiang Yuan got out of the car and walked toward the morgue, only feeling that his spine was cold.

This was the first time he had gone to the morgue by himself.

There were no living people around, not even a corpse, so he felt empty in his heart and slightly nervous.

Knock, knock.

Jiang Yuan knocked on the door of the autopsy room.

The sturdy man who helped move the corpse inside was scared out of his voice.

"It's me." Jiang Yuan shouted, reminding the person inside.

"You... who are you?" The sturdy man recovered a bit, but his Ding Ding was still curled into a small tent, like a small bun covering his crotch, indicating that the little person in his heart was also curled up and uneasy.

"Jiang Yuan." Jiang Yuan answered helplessly.

The door of the autopsy room was then opened.

"Scared to death, I thought something was knocking on the door." The sturdy man touched his chest.

Jiang Yuan didn't laugh at him either; this was already quite good. How many normal people could run to the funeral home at night to accompany a forensic doctor for an autopsy?

When he walked over, looking at the pine trees, he felt a flutter in his heart.

Jiang Yuan couldn't figure out why funeral homes always like to plant pine trees, or is it that there are many pine trees planted, giving people hints related to the funeral home?

"Come in first." Wu Jun shouted inside.

The corridor light that had just gone out suddenly turned on, scaring people instead.

"This light, both voice-activated and light-activated, is really annoying. It turns off after a while, and turns on after it's off." The sturdy man hummed and locked the door by the way.

"I went to Wanghe Building today, and the voice-activated light at the fall scene was also turning on and off, making my eyes bad." Jiang Yuan said, and his voice gradually stopped.

"What's wrong?" The sturdy man was also a criminal police officer, and he felt strange listening to Jiang Yuan's voice.

Jiang Yuan said: "I just left the fall scene of Wanghe Building. When I entered the elevator, the lights in the corridor went out one by one, and finally, the lights in the fire escape were on. The yellow, old-fashioned light bulb."

"What is the problem you think?" The sturdy man opposite asked directly.

"The lights in the corridor of Wanghe Building are so frugal, will the lights in the fire escape be on all the time?" Jiang Yuan said and took out his mobile phone, dialed the phone, and gave it to the police officer Li Wei who had just parted ways.

Li Wei answered the phone quickly and asked with a smile: "Jiang Yuan, did you drop something?"

"Brother Li, let me ask, when we finally left Wanghe Building, I remember the lights in the corridor were all off. Finally, were the lights in the fire escape on?"

"Hmm... it should be."

"Think about it again."

"Hmm... there should be light shooting out from the small window of that fire door, and a small square is reflected on the ground."

"Do you remember the color of the light?"

"Yellow light, old light bulb, right? What's wrong."

"Just feel quite strange. Have you returned to the unit?"

"That's good." Jiang Yuan hung up the phone.

Looking up again, he saw Wu Jun walking over with a scalpel, his face gloomy and terrible.

The sturdy police officer opposite was also frowning.

Jiang Yuan looked at the two of them, and after two seconds, said his guess: "I think there is someone in the fire escape, otherwise the light would not be on."

Since the words have reached this point, it is perfectly normal to draw such an inference.

Wu Jun gently shook the scalpel and asked clearly: "Return to the crime scene?"

The murderer returns to the crime scene, and the first to be exposed is the technical personnel.

Because the purpose of many murderers returning to the crime scene is to eliminate evidence. At this time, encountering technical personnel who are collecting evidence, it is difficult to predict what kind of choices they will make.

Of course, there are more perverted murderers who, due to psychological reasons, return to the crime scene after committing the crime.

And regardless of which one, it means that Jiang Yuan was likely in danger at that time.

A technician who is focused on processing evidence with his head down, facing an attack from behind, can be said to have no resistance at all.

However, all these have a premise, and that is that there really is a murderer.

This case must be a homicide case, not a suicide case.

Otherwise, it would just be a shameful display of suspicion.

And just a light is not enough to prove these.

Jiang Yuan thought of this point and just nodded, saying: "Look at the corpse first."

"No rush, call Team Huang first." Wu Jun held the scalpel in his hand, and his body was also stained with various liquids. He stood at the door and signaled the sturdy police officer next to him to call.

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and said: "I was just guessing just now, at least go to the scene and take a look..."

"What if you encounter them again when you go to the scene." Wu Jun finished speaking and said in a very solemn tone: "I am talking to you as a master today. What if you guess wrong? If you guess wrong, you guess wrong. In every case analysis meeting, don't a few people guess wrong? Who is ridiculed because they guessed wrong?"

Pausing, Wu Jun added: "No matter how big the face is, it is not as important as life. We are police officers, not heroes. Hundreds of people in the whole team, hundreds of people in the whole bureau, are working day and night on the case. Now you have clues and don't report them, but go to the scene yourself to take a look. Is that appropriate?"

Jiang Yuan was speechless.

Indeed, his current mentality is a bit afraid of guessing wrong and doing wrong.

He guessed before, and that was after a certain psychological construction.

And now, in just a few hours, he not only didn't prove anything, but instead put forward a new speculation to prove the previous speculation...

In another scene, this situation might be sprayed with blood.

Huang Qiangmin's phone was connected.

Wu Jun also put the scalpel back, untied his gloves, stood one or two meters away, and said through the speakerphone: "Team Huang, I am Wu Jun. Jiang Yuan just arrived at the autopsy room. We suspect that he encountered someone at the fall scene."

"What kind of person?" Huang Qiangmin was also alert, his voice changed slightly.

"Not sure yet..."

"Say the point."

"Maybe the murderer returned to the crime scene." Wu Jun said this, and his mood relaxed a lot.

Now, the pressure shifted to Huang Qiangmin's side.

Huang Qiangmin clearly stalled for a short time before reorganizing his language and saying: "Tell me the situation in detail."

"I'll let Jiang Yuan tell you." Wu Jun gave the position to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan had been recalling the previous situation, and at this moment, he briefly and concisely explained the situation and stopped talking nonsense.

Huang Qiangmin only thought for a very short time and said: "Is your location safe?"

"Safe."

"Hmm, be careful yourself, just stay there. I will send someone to search Wanghe Building now."

"I want to go over." Jiang Yuan also cleared his thoughts and said busily: "Don't let anyone go to the fire stairs on the 28th floor. I want to see if I can find footprints first."

It is still the practice of the well-known Locard's principle. If someone wants to return to the crime scene, he can certainly eliminate part of the evidence, but he will also leave new evidence.

Jiang Yuan had just solved a cold case with footprints, proving his ability to be stronger than ordinary footprint experts.

Huang Qiangmin reacted immediately and said: "Wait a moment, I will send someone to pick you up."

"Okay." Jiang Yuan was not pretentious either.

Although the probability of the murderer appearing again is very low, and it is not certain that they dare to attack the police, the criminal police team should not be short of manpower now.

Jiang Yuan refused now, more likely to take the sturdy man next to him away, leaving Master Wu Jun alone to face the corpse.

While waiting for the police officer sent by Huang Qiangmin to pick him up, Jiang Yuan put on his clothes and performed an autopsy with his master first.

It wasn't to help with anything, just to understand the situation of the corpse in advance.

The corpse of a high fall is not necessarily very scary on the outside.

Especially this kind of corpse without secondary rebound, its force is limited to one side, and in the case of very large force, the surface damage on that side is not necessarily serious.

What is serious is the internal organs and bones.

It's like when you debone a chicken, you have to throw it first. After throwing it, the chicken skin is still intact, and the bones inside have shifted first.

This corpse is about the same. The spine at the shoulder and neck has been poked to the other side, and the skin of the neck and chest still looks okay.

The head also absorbed a lot of potential energy, the skull shattered into several pieces, and it was only clear after cutting the scalp.

Jiang Yuan recalled the glass at the fall scene. The deceased should have been clinging to the window before death, but whether it was letting go because of suicide, or letting go because of an accident, or being influenced in some way...

Jiang Yuan does not know yet.

But looking at the appearance of the corpse, the death of the deceased was still very rapid, and there was not much posture adjustment in the air.

"By the way, are there any other videos?" Jiang Yuan asked Wu Jun directly.

From the information he knew, the deceased hung on the glass for a minute or two before death, and it was impossible to have only one video.

"There are 3 more. Some people probably heard that they had to hand over their mobile phones, so they were unwilling to provide them. Team Huang is asking people to scan WeChat circles and WeChat groups." Wu Jun stayed in the autopsy room, but the news was well-informed.

"What about the deceased? What is the family like?" Jiang Yuan knew that Wu Jun had met the family.

"Ordinary rural family. Both parents are a bit dull. Hearing that their son died, his mother cried very hard." Wu Jun shook his head and said: "Listening to what they meant, there is debt at home, and it was the deceased who was paying back the money before."

Jiang Yuan washed his hands while listening, and then focused on checking the deceased's clothing, and the people sent by Huang Qiangmin arrived.

Two 1.8-meter sturdy men sandwiched Jiang Yuan and returned to Wanghe Building.

Jiang Yuan went straight to the fire escape on the 28th floor.

When there was no one and no sound, the lights were indeed off.

Jiang Yuan sprayed the footprint spray developer on the ground without saying a word.

This thing is actually a dust fixative. After spraying, you can brush powder on it to color it, and you can see it clearly at a glance.

And in the fire stairs, there is exactly a small amount of dust accumulation. ===== CHAPTER 155 =====