Chapter 191: Fragrant

The conference room was filled with smoke, like an Immortal Realm.

There were two unknown flowers in the corner, their leaves yellowing.

The case analysis meeting proceeded quickly, mainly because there was nothing to analyze.

This kind of thing isn't necessarily useful just because there are many people.

The autopsy report was unremarkable, and the conclusions given still required a large amount of resources to investigate.

The information returned from the investigation was also insufficient, and further investigation couldn't find a direction. The detachment captain could only urge all parties to continue their efforts.

Finally, another direction to find the source of the plastic bags was determined, and the meeting basically ended.

During the time everyone was dispersing, Liu Jinghui whispered to Jiang Yuan, "Let's talk alone."

Wang Chuan heard this and looked at Liu Jinghui sideways.

Liu Jinghui laughed. "If you want to join, let's go together."

"Not going." Wang Chuan waved his hand and walked away decisively.

Liu Jinghui went out first, waited for Jiang Yuan in the corridor, and then said, "Let's go outside the police station to eat something. By the way, let's chat about the corpses? What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yuan's mind was also full of corpses, so he said, "Frog."

Liu Jinghui didn't react for a moment, then found a spicy frog restaurant on the map and hailed a taxi to go there.

The restaurant served dishes very quickly; almost as soon as they ordered the spicy fragrant frog, it was brought up.

The frog, chopped into pieces and transformed by red chili peppers, became fresh, tender, and tempting.

Jiang Yuan picked up a piece and ate it, then picked up another and ate it, spitting the bones onto a large, flat porcelain plate specifically for that purpose.

After a few chops of his chopsticks, Jiang Yuan had assembled the shape of a frog on the porcelain plate.

Lifelike.

Liu Jinghui hadn't had much appetite to begin with, and after seeing this, he had even less. He simply put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm not very optimistic about the task force doing things this way."

"Huh? Why?" Jiang Yuan hadn't expected Liu Jinghui to start talking about the task force first.

Liu Jinghui had also been holding back a belly full of words for the past two days, so he said, "The Qinghe Municipal Bureau has no experience in handling such cases. They aren't using enough effort, and it's very easy to ruin things."

Jiang Yuan said, "I don't understand."

"My experience is, when dealing with this kind of homicide, don't look at the fact that it started 8 years ago. Once discovered, once initiated, you have to fight with a thunderous posture. You have to use methods to investigate that are as intense as, or even more intense than, dealing with a current case. Otherwise, it's very easy to mess up."

"Why?"

"Because these aren't even cold cases. It's equivalent to the case being hidden, and the perpetrator being hidden, and once hidden, it's been ten or eight years. Now, the case is exposed, indicating that the situation has changed, or even that the perpetrator has made a mistake. Therefore, we must seize this change and mistake. Otherwise, the next opportunity might take another ten or eight years. I once had a case..."

"The change that appeared is the drought, right?" Jiang Yuan said.

Liu Jinghui shook his head. "One hair moves the whole body. We know the drought caused the reservoir to dry up, but doesn't the perpetrator know? He might have even started planning to run away. If he left before the case was announced, how would we know? Maybe we'll lose the person because of this..."

Jiang Yuan finally understood. To put it plainly, Liu Jinghui was dissatisfied with the investigation direction and investigation mode of the Qinghe Criminal Investigation Detachment.

But from Jiang Yuan's perspective, he didn't think there was any difference between fast and slow.

Since ancient times, slow has the sourness of slow, and fast has the coolness of fast. Combining hardness and softness is the kingly way.

Liu Jinghui's entanglement might have some truth, but Jiang Yuan couldn't care about these things. He just ate the frog earnestly and then assembled the frog bones.

Liu Jinghui watched him assemble three frogs, arranged neatly, looking cute... and then said, "Right now, the biggest evidence is the corpses. Do you want to look for trace evidence or something? I'll have the Provincial Department's laboratory cooperate."

The forensic doctor in charge of this case was Wang Chuan, but in Liu Jinghui's view, for a case of this level, there was no way to talk about seniority.

Jiang Yuan ate the frog and said, "The body bags are soaked through, and the organic matter inside has basically deteriorated. As for inorganic matter... there are samples of the corpse water; we can run a mass spectrometer later, but I estimate it won't be of much use."

Liu Jinghui couldn't help but sigh.

"It's just the beginning now. Confirming the source of the corpses also has to be done step by step. There are 6 corpses now. I dare not say every corpse can be confirmed, but the probability of confirming two or three more is relatively high." Jiang Yuan comforted him.

Liu Jinghui was slightly surprised. "No. 5 and No. 6 are both headless corpses. I thought there was no hope."

"The impact isn't big. At worst, it'll be like No. 1, a large-scale investigation."

"I'm not afraid of a large scope. As long as it can be investigated, I support you," Liu Jinghui said immediately.

Jiang Yuan nodded. "I'll do a further detailed check when I go back..."

"However, even so..."

Jiang Yuan looked at him, didn't say anything, and continued to eat the frog.

Liu Jinghui was a person who loved to talk and made a living by deduction. With words bottled up in his heart, he couldn't help himself.

Sure enough, Liu Jinghui soon said, "I'm not optimistic about starting from interpersonal relationships. Too many people died, and it's not normal. It's impossible to kill so many acquaintances..."

His last sentence happened to explain a fact: when too many people die, interference items are generated, and the set made according to the social circle isn't very accurate.

Liu Jinghui rambled on about his worries again.

Those in criminal investigation are also very emotionally unstable during the period of solving a case.

Some people are not good at expressing themselves and just smoke one cigarette after another; some just eat instant noodles pack after pack; and there are also those like Liu Jinghui, who don't like to talk when they meet strangers, but gradually talk more when they meet people they are familiar with.

Jiang Yuan listened for a while, finished the pot of frog, and reminded Liu Jinghui, "This boss gave us less frog."

"How do you know..." Liu Jinghui shut his mouth halfway through. Indeed, in the large plate, the frog bones were assembled one by one. Sure enough, there were more upper bodies and fewer lower bodies...

"Boss!"

Liu Jinghui shouted, preparing to have a good argument with the boss.

The boss came over, took one look at the table where his own frog corpses were arranged like fallen gangsters, and said smartly, "Our frogs are chopped up and cooked. Let me give you a 15% discount."

Liu Jinghui used the money he saved to buy a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes and sent Jiang Yuan into the funeral home with a slightly happy and slightly eager mood.

In the autopsy room, several forensic doctors were tirelessly assembling corpses, their actions no different from Jiang Yuan assembling frogs.

Of course, Jiang Yuan was taller, stronger, and younger, and he looked cooler when assembling them, so it could be called "Cool You Urgent Frog."

"Have you eaten?" Jiang Yuan entered the door and greeted everyone coolly.

"No appetite." Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye, who had rested for a day, looked at the pot where bones were being boiled, his face full of exhaustion.

"I see instant noodles outside. Why don't you boil some to eat?" Jiang Yuan was full, so he decided to respect the old and love the young.

Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye asked ungratefully, "Which fire should I use to boil them?"

The two high-pressure stoves were currently holding pressure cookers, the toot-toot sound of steam spraying not giving way at all.

Even for a forensic doctor, boiling noodles next to a pressure cooker was unbearable. The steam that came out condensed into water droplets, and even if the steam was distilled water, it was something a normal forensic doctor couldn't accept.

"Then shall I soak a bowl for you?" Jiang Yuan hadn't started yet. Now, taking off his gloves and going to the outer room to get some instant noodles was still possible.

Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye hesitated slightly. Several people next to him shouted first:

"Soak one for me."

"Trouble you, add a sausage."

"Add sausage and egg."

Jiang Yuan counted the heads, responded, and went out to boil the noodles.

No matter how anxious Liu Jinghui was, he couldn't sacrifice a room full of forensic doctors to starvation. If they really starved to death, it would count as an unnatural death, just increasing the burden on the living forensic doctors.

In the outer room, there were two boxes of instant noodles newly delivered by the small shop. And they were in buckets, so soaking them wasn't troublesome.

Jiang Yuan opened a box and saw a few large characters on the bucket lid: Large Bone Soup Noodles.

Jiang Yuan silently put it back and opened the second box: Large Bone Rich Soup. Below it was a picture of a large rotor boiled until cooked, with a warm note in the middle: Every grain is a moment of concentrated reduced bone soup.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Yuan pulled the first box back, took the bucket noodles, opened them, poured water, and then turned to take the tape labeled "Caution," covering all the characters on the bucket noodles.

When the noodles were ready, after a while, the four forensic doctors also washed up and walked out one after another.

Jiang Yuan, dressed neatly, entered the autopsy room.

The forensic assistant at the Qinghe Municipal Bureau was a young man in his twenties wearing glasses. Seeing Jiang Yuan come in, he smiled politely.

"Why didn't you go eat noodles? I soaked one for you too," Jiang Yuan said.

"Let them eat it," the young man smiled and whispered, "I bought the noodles. There were only these two types left in the whole box." ===== CHAPTER 192 =====