Chapter 353: Gradually Out of Bounds

Chiyong City.

The cold wind bit into the bones, especially in the open station.

Yuan Ben looked at the detachment political commissar beside him and, seeing him tuck his hands into his sleeves, asked with concern: "Liu Zhengwei, why don't you go inside and rest for a while? When the train arrives, I'll call you."

"I'm not that delicate." Liu Zhengwei said while shivering and warming up: "When we were staking out before, we weren't dressed as well as we are now. We'd guard in the woods for half the night. Waiting for someone is nothing."

"The 'before' you're talking about was when you were 30, right?"

"20. Young people with some education in our time rose very quickly. By the time I was 30, I was almost about to be a brigade leader." The political commissar smiled slightly, looked at Yuan Ben's shoulder straps, and said: "It's different from you all."

Yuan Ben spread his hands: "I understand you're cold, but the things you say are also so cold, it's easy to make people feel disheartened."

The political commissar laughed twice: "Rising or not rising is just like that. Look at me, aren't I just a large-sized investigator now, and then coming out to do reception work, right?"

"Look at what you're saying..."

Yuan Ben couldn't admit to this, so he turned his brain and said: "At the very least, if you sacrificed your life for the country, the funeral expenses would be higher than mine."

The political commissar looked at Yuan Ben calmly: "I think you're the one who wants to collect funeral expenses."

The high-speed train slowly pulled into the station.

Through the glass door, Yuan Ben saw Jiang Yuan. He had seen photos, so he quickly pointed him out to the political commissar.

The political commissar rubbed his hands and immediately went to greet him.

"Jiang Dui, welcome to Chiyong City." The political commissar shook hands with Jiang Yuan with hands that he had finally rubbed warm and insulated, and introduced himself again.

"Liu Zhengwei." Jiang Yuan was polite. The detachment political commissar had a higher position than Huang Qiangmin. Although Huang Ju had already negotiated the price, the respect that should be given still had to be given.

Liu Jinghui stepped forward automatically and shook hands with Liu Zhengwei as well.

"I've already booked a private room at the restaurant in front. Let's go over there to rest and eat something first, and then go to the bureau later?" Liu Zhengwei suggested with a smile.

Jiang Yuan was a bit reluctant and said: "How about we go straight to the crime scene?"

"We have to eat, after all. Besides, the team members have had a long and tiring journey. Let's eat something first, and then go to the crime scene. There's still time."

"Hmm."

Seeing Jiang Yuan still wanted to decline, Liu Zhengwei coughed twice and said: "This was also arranged by your Huang Ju."

"En?" Jiang Yuan didn't even react.

Tang Jia whispered on the side: "Huang Ju seems to have made arrangements regarding meal standards and hotel standards. He should have some requirements for Chiyong."

Jiang Yuan said in surprise: "Starting to be particular about life? Doesn't sound like Huang Dui's style."

"It's not the same province, so maybe some resources aren't easy to arrange. Another thing is, maybe he's also worried that we won't eat well or sleep well outside." Tang Jia said in a small voice.

Jiang Yuan thought to himself, you haven't seen the meal standards and accommodation standards of the criminal police brigade in the Huang Dui era.

However, he could also understand that some of the requirements Huang Qiangmin put forward were probably impossible for Chiyong, located in another province, to achieve.

After all, they couldn't ask the province to build a building for Ningtai County. If work requirements couldn't be fully met, naturally, life requirements had to be raised.

They couldn't let people work for nothing—if Comrade Huang Qiangmin were here, he would likely say that.

As they were talking, they arrived at the restaurant in front.

The private room was well-decorated, and the dinner was truly excellent. The restaurant wasn't large, had no airs, but the food was delicious and had a certain local flavor.

Liu Zhengwei himself was also witty and humorous, telling jokes and stories. If they hadn't been drinking, it would have been an extremely harmonious and friendly meal.

Jiang Yuan ate until he was full, patted his stomach, looked out the window, and said: "It's getting late. How about we put off the crime scene for now? I want to perform an autopsy first."

If it were a fresh crime scene, naturally, the earlier the better, even if it meant going at night. But the current scene had been left for over half a month, so Jiang Yuan preferred

to wait for better weather tomorrow before going to investigate carefully.

In comparison, an autopsy didn't require choosing an auspicious day.

Liu Zhengwei had just picked up a piece of fatty intestine to eat, silently put down his chopsticks, and said: "An autopsy is no problem, of course. Are you performing the autopsy yourself, Jiang Dui?"

He also knew Jiang Yuan's main job was a forensic doctor. However, judging from Liu Zhengwei's 30 years of work experience, those who are particularly strong in one aspect will always compensate for their abilities in other aspects. For example, Jiang Yuan's criminal investigation ability is so strong, and his posture of solving cold cases at every turn makes one worry about his forensic level.

Therefore, Liu Zhengwei asked if Jiang Yuan had brought other forensic doctors with him.

Jiang Yuan just shook his head and said: "I'll do the autopsy myself. Please notify them, Liu Zhengwei. If conditions allow, I still want to perform a dissection."

Dissection requires taking the body out of the ice coffin and re-thawing it, which normally requires a bit of advance time.

However, the re-dissection proposed by Jiang Yuan was equivalent to a second autopsy by a forensic doctor, and this request was actually harder to achieve.

Liu Zhengwei still agreed without dawdling. This was actually something that had been discussed before they came. The criminal investigation plan Jiang Yuan wanted definitely had to be satisfied by Chiyong, otherwise, coming over to investigate would be meaningless.

Furthermore, forensic autopsy is never an easy job. Jiang Yuan's willingness to do it actually shows his attitude. From this perspective, Liu Zhengwei would be even less likely to object.

Thus, some people returned to the hotel to rest, while others followed Jiang Yuan to the funeral home to begin the autopsy on the spot.

All four bodies were taken out. Jiang Yuan first checked the body surfaces one by one, then let the bodies thaw while he went to look at the pathological sections of the bodies.

Current forensic autopsies all require making wax blocks and pathological sections of body tissues. For the four bodies, over a hundred wax blocks and sections were cut, all of which could be observed carefully under a microscope.

For the extermination case of four bodies, all operations were as standardized as possible. The technology of Chiyong City's forensic doctor, Qiu Xing, was also quite good. Jiang Yuan estimated that he was about at the level of forensic pathology lv2.5, which is considered very strong among frontline forensic doctors. The autopsy reports and sections he made didn't have any major flaws.

Of course, if Jiang Yuan had done the first autopsy, he would definitely have been able to discover more things, but whether it would have helped solve the case was not certain.

"It's okay."

Jiang Yuan looked at the pathological sections first, then turned back to look at the bodies, and took the opportunity to thank Chiyong City's forensic doctor, Qiu Xing.

Qiu Xing said indifferently: "I don't mind you being willing to look at bodies all night. How is it? Did we do okay?"

"Pretty good." Jiang Yuan smiled.

"Jiang Dui is a forensic doctor, right? Give us some advice; it will also help us improve our skills in the future." Qiu Xing had heard of Jiang Yuan's reputation. Although he didn't want to compete, he was also a bit curious about Jiang Yuan's strength.

Since it had come to this, Jiang Yuan gave an "en" and said: "If I had to say, it might be better to do some serial sections for the heart and liver."

Sectioning is a continuous action. The internal organs, brain, and other tissues taken out during the first autopsy were placed in buckets containing formalin solution.

After these tissues were fixed, they would turn into hard, grayish-brown substances. Then, the forensic doctor would take samples from routine parts, as well as from suspicious locations.

From this step on, the work began to become complex, difficult, and nasty.

First, the tissue organs had been soaked in formalin, which is a 35% to 40% formaldehyde aqueous solution. If you scooped a spoonful out and spilled it on the ground, the formaldehyde concentration in the whole house would exceed the standard.

Secondly, the subsequent steps of sampling, dehydration, embedding, and sectioning each had more technical content than the last.

Especially the sectioning link, which is often as thin as a single layer of cells, and a slight carelessness would ruin it. And serial sections refer to continuously cutting multiple pieces of tissue to show more details.

Qiu Xing also did serial sections, but the serial sections for the heart and liver were exactly what he had botched.

Since he had asked, Jiang Yuan naturally brought it up, which immediately left this forensic doctor

speechless.

Of course, there was still a little bit of unwillingness to accept it.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan was standing in front of the male owner's body, already having picked up a scalpel and begun the dissection.

Qiu Xing stood by, assisting while watching, and took the opportunity to look at Jiang Yuan's own operations. Jiang Yuan didn't do any complex movements; while operating, he muttered in a low voice: "Multiple surface skin lesions on the head and face, located at... epidermal peeling on the back of the neck, located at... multiple skull fractures on the head."

Mu Zhiyang was recording quickly on the side.

Jiang Yuan was also describing the condition of the body he saw slowly.

"Bilateral shoulder and neck..."

"Cervical spine..."

"Back..."

At first, Jiang Yuan was still looking at it according to the normal process, but soon, what Jiang Yuan said began to go out of bounds.

"This perpetrator holding the knife is about 1.7 to 1.75 meters tall."

"The strength is relatively high."

"The third person, the one who tied the rope, should be left-handed."

"This perpetrator holding the hammer also has great leg strength..." ===== CHAPTER 354 =====