[{"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-260":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},2326955,4551,"Chapter 260","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-260",260,"\u003Cp>Evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the takeout arrived, so did Tang Jia, following inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia had changed into casual clothes; watching the delivery person set down the food boxes and leave without closing the door, she smiled: “Dr. Jiang, takeout is too unhealthy. Let me treat you to dinner.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need. I’ll just eat something light.” Jiang Yuan refused bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia pursed her lips and said: “New update: the suspect in Case 513, Qi Yongbin, has confessed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan clicked his tongue twice, glancing at her in surprise: “You’re that well-informed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want to know Qi Yongbin’s motive for the crime?” Tang Jia, having reviewed the case, knew this would catch Jiang Yuan’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan hesitated briefly, then, without mentioning that Wan Baoming would notify him anyway, said plainly: “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia didn’t drag it out anymore; she smiled and said: “To be honest, it’s simple—jealousy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jealous of what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jealous that the victim had a good life, jealous that he had a pension, jealous that his son had a successful job and earned money.” As she spoke, Tang Jia walked to the table and began unpacking Jiang Yuan’s takeout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.” Jiang Yuan nodded, unsurprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia smiled, taking each takeout box from the bag and placing them on the table: “I thought you’d come to Changyang, so I ordered some local specialties for you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she lifted the top box, revealing a abalone larger than a fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dried abalone? You ordered dried abalone for takeout?” Tang Jia, an expert, recognized it at a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan felt like she was accusing him of illegal trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a beautiful woman emphasizes something like this in a special tone, you must deny it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Jiang Yuan retorted: “They sold dried abalone first—I just bought it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Expensive?” Tang Jia sized Jiang Yuan up and down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over two thousand. Discounted.” Jiang Yuan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Two thousand per abalone… you got ripped off. You can’t possibly expense this—your team leader might grit his teeth and accept it, but he’ll still call you in for a talk.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I paid out of pocket. My dad said after solving a case, you must treat yourself well.” Jiang Yuan continued unpacking: another identical abalone, then a dish of greens, a meat dish, and finally a large clay pot filled halfway with salted pork congee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia stared at Jiang Yuan, then said flatly: “You eat two abalones? You’d be better off hiring two girls—still have enough left over for breakfast porridge tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d dropped her affected voice; now she sounded almost harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan finally snapped to attention, glancing at her in surprise: “You’re familiar with this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia snorted: “I’ve arrested more pimps as an undercover than you’ve ever seen girls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She crossed her arms, shifted her slim leg, and suddenly radiated authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was done pretending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan thought: someone who’s done undercover work really is different—she switched tactics instantly when the situation changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, this version of Tang Jia was far easier to cooperate with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan had no desire to flirt with female officers in the higher police departments, only to end up with nothing but trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed a competent officer—capable in investigations, with decent social skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Tang Jia had chosen the wrong path from the start; Jiang Yuan had no intention of giving her another chance. He said directly: “While I’m in Changyang, I’ll be working under Director Wan and Team Leader Wang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Team Leader Wang was Wang Chuanxing, with “Team Leader” added out of respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For county police officers, arriving in the provincial capital meant everyone was a superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I have a suitable case to offer,” Tang Jia emphasized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan sat down calmly and said: “I’m about to eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cases didn’t belong to any one person, and his message was clear enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Jia glanced at him, smirked, and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone capable, wealthy, and good-looking, she didn’t even bother pretending anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, the affected voice was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan ate his dinner leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The takeout abalone was South African network abalone—slightly inferior to Japanese network abalone, but still expertly slow-cooked for seven days. Besides, if you’re eating takeout, you can’t be too picky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pouring the abalone sauce over rice, slicing the abalone meat, adding some vegetables—it felt especially healthy, strangely peaceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Changyang City Criminal Investigation Brigade was probably much the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the moment Tang Jia mentioned she had a suitable case, Jiang Yuan no longer cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frankly, at her age, she couldn’t possibly possess a major case known only to her and no one else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since she claimed to have a suitable case, Jiang Yuan trusted others would bring it forward too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assuming there weren’t too many cases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Jiang Yuan believed there would be plenty to choose from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the provincial capital of Shannan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A big city where people died every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Changyang, each district recorded over 200 unnatural deaths annually; diligent forensic teams performed over twenty autopsies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were countless murders, and unsolved cases were inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan finished his dinner calmly, then curled up on the sofa playing his phone until he fell asleep naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan arrived at the Criminal Investigation Brigade just before noon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the same conference room from the day before, he saw the sign on the door had changed to “Unsolved Cases Task Force.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan smiled, knocked, and entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the first thing that struck him was the group of tired, dark-faced officers—clearly suffering from sleep deprivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Baoming, however, looked energetic: “Jiang Yuan, take a look at the cases we’ve screened.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just assign the task directly,” Jiang Yuan said, though late, his attitude was impeccable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Baoming smiled, pleased: “Still, review them. The priority levels are nearly equal—take a look and pick one where you feel you can best demonstrate your skills.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which case has the clearest, most complete crime scene photos?” Jiang Yuan had finished being polite and now shifted into work mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, his tone grew blunt:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get the case file…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find the witness statements…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s the forensic report?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The officers in the room were initially unsettled, but quickly adapted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cops all have rough tempers—cases breed aggression, and solving them is inherently unpleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person’s optimal working state occurs when their ability slightly exceeds the workload; flow states emerge most easily under such conditions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But solving crimes is an unrefined job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killers don’t kill in comfortable ways, and colleagues all have their own judgments and ideas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially with cold cases, the normal, easy paths are almost always blocked—if they weren’t, the officers handling the original case would’ve solved it already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And taking unconventional routes: some can adapt, but most cannot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, the lead officer grows anxious—and forces others to grow anxious too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s start with this case,” Jiang Yuan placed the first case file beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Baoming was surprised: “Just this one? Don’t you want to review more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan said: “No need. If this one’s doable, start with it. The others can wait.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Baoming nodded to someone beside him; immediately, the case was projected onto the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A detective involved in the case stood up: “This is a two-year-old case. Victim: young female, 25, a graduate student. Her body was found in her rented apartment—no signs of struggle, no disturbance, lock intact.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One thousand milliliters of blood in the abdominal cavity; a 2.5×0.6 cm wound on the right little finger’s hypothenar eminence… toxicology detected no common sedatives or drugs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Multiple bloodstains at the scene, but no weapon found. Preliminary suspicion: a crime of passion. The task force investigated the victim’s social circle but found no suspect matching the profile.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The case was old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The detective gave a brief summary and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the room stared expectantly at Jiang Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Start with crime scene reconstruction,” Jiang Yuan said. Most detectives, facing a murder, begin by investigating relationships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason is simple: if someone reaches the point of murder, there’s been intense emotional upheaval—even if outsiders see no justification, to the perpetrator, it mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such cases, investigating relationships is a straightforward path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan bypassed it entirely and began reconstructing the scene on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bedroom, a few pools of blood, scattered blood spots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sparse bloodstains didn’t match typical blood pattern analysis—but Jiang Yuan stared at those spots, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>",1398,"2026-06-20T18:55:02.212Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","86b14e822928fdd48faba580b1f416fdee3a4e84e3f02ba8a8258bcc05d77198","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-261","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-259",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-cover.jpg",{"terms":24},[25,29,33,37,41],{"id":26,"raw_term":27,"original_term":28},1803458,"Jiang Yuan","江遠",{"id":30,"raw_term":31,"original_term":32},1803459,"Wu Jun","吳軍",{"id":34,"raw_term":35,"original_term":36},1803460,"Wang Zhong","王鍾",{"id":38,"raw_term":39,"original_term":40},1803461,"Liu Wenkai","劉文凱",{"id":42,"raw_term":43,"original_term":44},1803462,"Wu Junhao","伍軍豪"]