[{"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-276":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},2326971,4551,"Chapter 276: Jump","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-276",276,"\u003Cp>The most famous dish in Dawan Village is jumping frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half of the village’s dozens of restaurants bear the name “XX Jumping Frog,” and half of the others also serve it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is because Dawan Village once produced abundant frogs; the frogs caught in fields and ditches were cooked in various ways, eventually perfected by a local auntie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, as factories moved in and swallowed up the rice paddies, these aunties picked up their spatulas and served imported bullfrogs to the migrant workers who toiled there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of its intense spiciness and bold flavor, it became popular among laborers who worked hard for their meals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, few of those cooking jumping frog are locals from Dawan Village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most are tenants who rent homes from Dawan villagers, learn to make Dawan’s jumping frog, and sell it to the migrant workers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan entered, ordered directly, then called the owner out, offered him a cigarette, and said, “I’m the one who called you earlier. I heard you used to be a butcher—why did you stop?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, later they stopped taking our meat, the supply channels dried up, so I quit,” said the owner, tall and sturdy, still looking capable of dismembering a man alone. He glanced at Jiang Yuan and asked, “Didn’t you say you were building a cold storage? Why ask about this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slaughterhouses can’t sell every pig, especially organs—unsold parts go into cold storage. But turning fresh meat into frozen goods means losses. So a slaughterhouse’s business can’t be too good, nor too bad. Of course, many slaughterhouses outsource their organs to others…” Jiang Yuan had genuinely researched the cold storage business and spoke casually, then steered the topic back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan asked: “If you just quit like that, it must’ve hit your life hard. Was the other side that ruthless?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re all locals—what can we do?” The owner shook his head. “The previous slaughterhouse owner was an outsider too—he just quit suddenly. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have had a chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No slaughterhouse has opened here since.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When they shut down, the big market share was snatched by slaughterhouses elsewhere. After that, even if you wanted to reopen, you couldn’t afford it. Not letting us operate is just letting outsiders run the business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are no slaughterhouses nearby anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a big one in the city outskirts.” He meant the large slaughterhouse in Changyang City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do they hire disabled people? Even those with minor disabilities?” Jiang Yuan asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The former butcher, now the jumping frog owner, slowly shook his head: “Slaughterhouse work is still heavy. Even strong men struggle to endure it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s true,” Jiang Yuan said. “But modern companies have quotas, right? Hiring zero disabled people definitely won’t fly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then hire the boss’s relatives—every family has a relative with a disability certificate,” the jumping frog owner said casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right! These factories need disability certificates to hire disabled people,” Mu Zhiyang said, glancing at Jiang Yuan with delight and winking—hinting they could use disability certificates to track people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan remained unmoved and gave a slight shake of his head. He kept mentioning disability certificates only to gather information more easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary people don’t understand disability assessment standards—they think any slight limb impairment qualifies for a certificate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Yuan himself is a forensic expert—he knows the standards perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To obtain a disability certificate for a limp, under the lowest Category IV limb disability standard, the difference between the two legs must exceed five centimeters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is a clear, easily measurable standard. Based on the blood footprints he’d analyzed, the killer’s limp was likely too severe to qualify for a certificate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan asked a few more questions. When the cigarette was finished, the owner returned to the kitchen. Soon after, the jumping frog was served, sizzling with hot oil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frog meat was tender, spicy, and salty—a perfect match for those who love bold flavors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cabbage and bean sprouts beneath the meat, stir-fried in oil, were also delicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dipping rice in the broth, one pot of frog could satisfy three or four people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder it’s Dawan Village’s\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>signature frog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan tasted lightly, then watched as Mu Zhiyang finished the entire pot of jumping frog, two side dishes, and a bucket of rice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mu Zhiyang looked slightly embarrassed and finally explained: “Since my injury, I’ve been eating way more than before—I don’t know why…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem. Eat as much as you want,” Jiang Yuan patted Mu Zhiyang’s shoulder. When it came to injuries, he’d always support Mu Zhiyang—especially when it was just about eating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In today’s society, is being a big eater even an issue?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan politely asked: “Want more? Order another pot of jumping frog?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No… don’t bother,” Mu Zhiyang said. “Let’s go somewhere else. Eating at just one place feels awkward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan paid the bill, stepped outside, switched to another restaurant, ordered three dishes for Mu Zhiyang, and continued chatting with the owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hours later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang had finally questioned all five people on their list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the teahouse, they found Liu Jinghui and the others had mostly returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui was furiously writing in his notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jiang Yuan enter, Liu Jinghui looked up and asked: “How was it? Any leads?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan said: “The butchers we followed all seem fine—not limping, and their gaits don’t match. Their wives are normal too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui nodded. Most surveillance leads turn out useless. The suspect isn’t a rabbit on the grassland—you can’t just catch whichever one you spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan sat across from Liu Jinghui and said: “But while chatting with those butchers, I realized none of them know why the local slaughterhouse shut down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think the slaughterhouse is involved?” Liu Jinghui paused his pen, flipping back two pages in his notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan: “You too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui grunted: “Yes. This slaughterhouse didn’t shut down normally. First, some payments weren’t settled. Second, some receivables were left uncollected—ignoring unpaid debts is normal, but refusing to collect money that was due? That’s not normal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui pulled out several statements: “The slaughterhouse was always doing well—suddenly shutting down created a market vacuum… But he didn’t close until over half a year after the incident. Later, he came back to sell equipment and settle accounts. That’s also abnormal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Runaways usually don’t return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many fugitives turn themselves in because no one’s chasing them anymore—especially for crimes below murder. If they flee to a big city or to Hainan Province, the local authorities often don’t even know about the case, so there’s no way to catch them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But due to homesickness, anxiety, or other reasons, many fugitives eventually choose to surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because returning makes arrest easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially within the first year or so after the crime—when manhunt efforts peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slaughterhouse owner mysteriously shut down, then came back. If no one noticed, fine—but now that it’s on the list, it’s suspiciously odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Followed up?” Jiang Yuan, seeing Liu Jinghui’s detail, knew he wouldn’t let this lead slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm. We’ve sent someone to investigate—he went to Hengpiezhou.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pay special attention to the people around him. By the way, taking a taxi from Changyang City to Dawan Village feels like the behavior of someone with money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui sighed: “But rich people don’t kill taxi drivers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Yuan paused. Liu Jinghui’s remark was politically incorrect—but thinking about it, it was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In taxi driver murder cases, the perpetrators are mostly penniless. No official statistics exist, but those familiar with such cases rarely consider a factory owner a suspect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only is it hard to imagine why a factory owner would take a taxi, but even if he did, how could a brief conflict with a driver escalate to murder?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if such a person somehow decided to kill the driver… he’d likely lose a physical fight. The driver would probably kill him first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>taxi driver murders are slightly harder to solve than murders of taxi drivers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard from the butchers that the slaughterhouse had only a dozen people—mostly the boss’s relatives, or relatives of relatives, friends and family…” Jiang Yuan proposed a very… expensive suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also a very thorough and cautious one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jinghui usually disliked this approach—he preferred direct, piercing reasoning that cut through appearances to reach the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jiang Yuan’s plan was indeed more complete, safer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You tech guys…” Liu Jinghui shook his head. “Fine. Changyang City has money, anyway.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1407,"2026-06-20T18:55:02.212Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1c53101b8721f45ae73aeaeb2da35b55e7003362f716da30894f835482ca6e10","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-277","the-nation-s-forensic-medical-examiner-chapter-275",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"]