[{"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-243":6,"glossary-terms-4551":23},{"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},2326938,4551,"Chapter 243","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-243",243,"\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan put on his duty uniform and walked warily to the right of Wei Zhenguo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Wei Zhenguo’s left was Wen Ming, his senior disciple, specially summoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Wen Ming’s left was Mu Zhiyang, the junior disciple, also specially called in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This four-person formation now mirrored the exact setup Jiang Yuan had encountered with the old hunter on Wu Longshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only difference was that none of the four carried firearms this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Taining had deployed a squad of armed police ahead, and another squad of special police carried guns, but regular police officers were not armed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On one hand, the command center judged the suspect’s level of violence to be low; Fangjin Township had few young people, so the suspect was very likely middle-aged or elderly, with no signs of weapon possession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, the primary goal of this case was to locate Liu Jinghui; even if officers carried guns, their first choice would be to apprehend alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given that, carrying firearms would only invite unnecessary trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, under normal working conditions, police officers generally preferred not to carry guns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Police make arrests by overwhelming numbers; put politely, “Even if the suspect is alone, we send in a whole platoon”; more bluntly, “He’s just one guy—everyone, charge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo had summoned Wen Ming and Mu Zhiyang precisely because he intended to use numbers to overpower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The premise was to catch the suspect again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was such a major case that if they could get even a single clue from the suspect, they’d earn a Third-Class Merit; if they could catch him red-handed, they’d be headed straight for a Second-Class Merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ming and Mu Zhiyang were both eager to follow Jiang Yuan, and their eyes remained sharply alert to their surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s start again from the intersection,” Wei Zhenguo said, crossing the road and knocking on the door of the nearest printing supply shop. When the owner appeared, he smiled warmly: “Boss, we have a few more questions for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t we already ask all this?” the owner grumbled, eyeing the four police officers at the door, but still let them in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you have a driver’s license?” Wei Zhenguo asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could you show it to us?” Wei Zhenguo’s police device could retrieve information via ID number or facial recognition, but he still wanted to observe the shop owner’s reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan stood by, observing mostly in learning mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Investigation and questioning both required technique; ordinary criminal investigators spent their first two or three years under a mentor learning exactly these skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo was particularly skilled at this. In his youth, he caught thieves at train and bus stations, and apprehended robbers in urban-rural fringe areas; unless caught red-handed, nearly all arrests relied on investigation and tips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, as Wei Zhenguo watched the shop owner’s movements, his eyes also subtly scanned the other people inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike other shops in the village, this printing supply shop’s owner and staff were unusually young—mostly in their thirties or forties, the village’s top-tier “little fresh meat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner’s driver’s license appeared perfectly legitimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo checked it, then asked: “Where’s your car? Can we see it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s parked in the back courtyard,” the owner said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo immediately moved toward the back courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>China had no “fruit of the poisonous tree” doctrine; when necessary, covert investigations were permitted. Wei Zhenguo asking this was already being courteous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the courtyard sat a Wuling Hongguang, dirty but not overly so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan stepped forward to inspect it; Mu Zhiyang and Wen Ming positioned themselves at either side of the courtyard gates, blocking exits in case a knife-wielding lunatic suddenly charged out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, Jiang Yuan shook his head in disappointment and asked the owner: “Where’s your motorcycle? What about your electric bike?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Inside that door,” the owner pointed to the storage room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan went to check again—still found nothing—and said: “Don’t store them inside anymore; it’s a fire hazard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning back, Jiang Yuan thoroughly inspected multiple areas of the shop before slowly exiting the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was searching for bloodstains, a chainsaw, evidence from the victim, or evidence from the scene. In Fangjin Township, with so few people, every household owning a motorcycle had to be carefully scrutinized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were only about a thousand motorcycles total; with proper grouping and investigation, the process was still swift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the last investigation had been conducted quickly and methodically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to that previous sweep, Jiang Yuan’s attitude this time was far more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Digging down to bedrock was his true intention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought it, and he acted on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the crime occurred, Jiang Yuan had followed every detail—every piece of evidence, every update, including autopsy reports and technical investigation findings—he knew them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logically, with so much information gathered, the suspect should have surfaced by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What does “surfacing” mean? It means continuously pouring water, pouring water—until enough evidence accumulates, the truth slowly rises.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the case remained stalled; in Jiang Yuan’s view, that meant the net had been cast wide enough, but the depth was insufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Jiang Yuan’s own conclusion after solving multiple cases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, ideas sound great and seem reasonable, but poor execution means falling one move short.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After careful consideration, Jiang Yuan believed the motorcycle was still the best breakthrough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Categorized trash could provide many clues, but they weren’t definitive enough. Jewelry recovered could indicate the victim’s and family’s circumstances, but it was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each type of information had its strengths and weaknesses, but in Jiang Yuan’s view, the motorcycle was most tightly connected to the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a vehicle, essential for transporting the body; the body bag covering the corpse confirmed the motorcycle’s involvement. Moreover, it was a major purchase—whether someone owned one, rode one, or even sold one, neighbors and relatives could help verify, making evasion nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan had come to Fangjin Township specifically to implement this investigative approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Xu Taining was not a domineering leader; or rather, having overseen many large-scale operations and encountered countless situations, he had no habit of making unilateral decisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With sufficient personnel and resources, he was willing to let investigators like Jiang Yuan pursue their own strategies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for results—if the case was solved, everyone shared the glory; if it failed, they quietly dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan felt he had thought it through clearly; once on-site, he stopped pondering “what ifs” or “what if this happened.” He focused entirely on checking households in order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, Jiang Yuan checked his phone to see the status of other teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his team had checked twenty households, the WeChat group “Ningtai Zifeng Police” was filled with groans:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Criminal Investigation Liu Wenkai: [We’re halfway done—nothing. Same as last time.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scene Investigation Zhang Mingyuan: [If you use the same method to check the same households you checked last time, what new results do you expect? We’re using different methods on the same households—and still getting the same results!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Criminal Investigation Liu Wenkai: [If you use the same method to date girls, date the same girls, or date different girls, can’t you still get the same conclusion? Maybe this time she’s sick!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Qiangmin: [@Criminal Investigation Liu Wenkai?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Criminal Investigation Liu Wenkai: [I mean, if everyone uses the same tactics, plays the same positions, runs the same plays, some national teams still produce different results—I’m talking about Sri Lanka.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scene Investigation Zhang Mingyuan: [Isn’t China’s national team always the same result? I meant Sri Lanka’s national team.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan put his phone away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui, whether in the afterlife… or during his disappearance, probably didn’t even have a phone to scroll through groups, and Jiang Yuan had no reason to join in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing another closed shop, Wen Ming knocked loudly on the door and demanded entry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner, startled by being disturbed while closed, grumbled irritably again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo said: “Then tell us—who around here owns a motorcycle that hasn’t been questioned two or three times already?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner glanced around: “Who in this village can’t afford a motorcycle? Why not just knock on every door?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re already doing exactly that,” Wei Zhenguo replied. “If you spot someone we missed, report it—we offer rewards. Verifying one motorcycle earns at least five thousand yuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was effectively a reward for tips; the county bureau could issue such notices.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner grumbled for a long time, but just as Wei Zhenguo was about to leave, he suddenly said: “I know someone who lends out motorcycles—does that count?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean Tang Lao, the repair shop owner on the street?” Wei Zhenguo was already familiar with the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know about him?” the owner grunted unhappily. “Even if you check, you won’t find who he lent it to—so what’s the point of looking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan listened and looked at Wei Zhenguo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo remained calm: “He keeps a ledger. All his motorcycles are lent to customers—when someone comes to repair a bike and needs transport, he lends one out. It’s like a luxury car rental service, just way cheaper.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan nodded in understanding, then said: “Let’s go check him first. The number of people borrowing bikes is large.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four quickly finished inspecting this shop and immediately headed for the repair shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner was a fat, pot-bellied man; just by appearance, he lacked the physical capability to repeatedly dump bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he were a serious killer, he’d at least have trained his body. Murder is a high-intensity act; yet this man weighed over two hundred jin, always victorious in confrontations, still soft and unscarred—it was too wuxia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Zhenguo raised an eyebrow at Jiang Yuan; he hadn’t prioritized this shop for a reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then focus on who borrowed the motorcycles,” Jiang Yuan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve already seen the ledger dozens of times. Took photos?” The fat owner pulled a notebook from under the counter and placed it on the glass display, inviting them to look themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan flipped through it roughly, then applied his document examination skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a simple log of bike loans—not frequent, just a few times a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This shop wasn’t just for repairs; it had a garage for washing bikes, a workshop for fixing them, and motorcycle lending was a minor side business—only three bikes, lonely in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are there any borrowers not on the ledger?” Jiang Yuan asked, his question unchanged from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat owner replied calmly: “Almost all are recorded. If someone borrows and returns, it’s impossible for both transactions to go unrecorded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan nodded and continued flipping through the ledger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The book was nearly finished; just as Jiang Yuan was about to close it and return it, a word caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does ‘monthly fee’ mean?” Jiang Yuan pointed to a number followed by a parenthesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It means monthly settlement,” the fat owner said casually. “Old Fu from the power supply office sometimes needs to travel into the mountains—he borrows a bike from me and gets reimbursed with receipts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without Jiang Yuan speaking, everyone perked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why does he borrow from you?” Wei Zhenguo took over the questioning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He says you can’t use personal vehicles for official business. He used to ask me to issue receipts,” the fat owner chuckled. “Old Fu’s a good guy—he always returns the bike clean and washed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Fu… where does he live?” Wei Zhenguo’s voice had grown excited.\u003C\u002Fp>",1901,"2026-06-20T18:55:02.212Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c47c803aa6d2a6a76357ed2a917204b2967142b3b8ab46958e7196f9d9e22481","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-244","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-242",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-cover.jpg",{"terms":24,"userReplacements":50},[25,30,35,40,45],{"id":26,"raw_term":27,"original_term":28,"translations":29},1803458,"Jiang Yuan","江遠",[],{"id":31,"raw_term":32,"original_term":33,"translations":34},1803459,"Wu Jun","吳軍",[],{"id":36,"raw_term":37,"original_term":38,"translations":39},1803460,"Wang Zhong","王鍾",[],{"id":41,"raw_term":42,"original_term":43,"translations":44},1803461,"Liu Wenkai","劉文凱",[],{"id":46,"raw_term":47,"original_term":48,"translations":49},1803462,"Wu Junhao","伍軍豪",[],{}]