Chapter 412: Panic

"Captain Jiang, let me help you hold the evidence bag."

Mu Mu Zhiyang was originally a follower at the scene. Seeing that Jiang Yuan had collected key evidence, he immediately stepped forward to help him put it away.

He had been a police station officer before, and looking at the appearance of Captain Hou Hou Lejia, he always felt that he was like the protagonist of some neighborhood disputes, with a trait of grabbing evidence and turning around to run.

What Mu Mu Zhiyang didn't know was that Director Huang collected fees from Hou Hou Lejia first. In terms of familiarity, talking about life and work experience, Huang Huang Qiangmin had also suffered losses and therefore thickened his cerebral cortex.

Jiang Yuan handed the evidence bag to Mu Mu Zhiyang, and then continued to pick up hair around the drawer.

It was not certain that these hairs belonged to the perpetrator, but if the murderer didn't look like himself wearing a headgear, and didn't look like Wu Wu Junhao's "Bald Attack Team" being clean and self-disciplined, the probability of leaving hair was still very large.

It's like an adulterer who can find other people's hair in their partner's car. A murderer, compared to a cheating man or woman in terms of carefulness, is he worthy? Others can cheat every day, clean their cars and sheets every day, how many murderers can kill every day?

However, judging from the appearance alone, Jiang Yuan judged that the hair around the drawer should belong to several people. If they all belonged to the victim's family members, let it be for now. If they didn't belong to the victim's family members, the probability of this person being the perpetrator was very large.

The possibility of a stranger committing this crime is very high. If it were an acquaintance committing the crime, given the victim's social circle, it would be very difficult to find such a calm killer. If there were one, he wouldn't turn the house upside down for the three melons and two dates of a rural family, thereby increasing the possibility of his own exposure.

"These." Jiang Yuan put the hair in categories and handed them to Mu Mu Zhiyang.

His placement method was already very rigorous compared to many other trace inspectors.

Mu Mu Zhiyang collected them again, looked back and saw that Hou Hou Lejia was no longer there, so he whispered: "Captain Jiang, is this case solved?"

Jiang Yuan looked back at the chaos at the scene and said: "It will be simple if the DNA of the sweat stains can be matched. If the sweat stains can't be matched..."

"If the sweat stains can't be matched, there's still hair." Mu Mu Zhiyang was very optimistic.

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "Hair might also be left by the master who installed the drawer, or by a cheating couple."

Some evidence exists for too long and becomes a problem. Especially in the corners, such as hair evidence inside a large wardrobe, it is relatively difficult to prove its validity.

The forensic material science of Western courts has encountered great difficulties in this regard. In the past, criminal science and technology personnel, when encountering similar situations, often chose to test selectively. This is also because the cost of DNA testing in the initial stage was expensive.

However, with the broadcast of various legal dramas, the criminal science and technology concepts of countries adopting the jury system, mainly Americans, suddenly surpassed the system, and the requirements for the completeness and integrity of evidence even once exceeded the capabilities of normal American laboratories, so that many case technicians were even unwilling to collect evidence comprehensively.

Domestic evidence collection in homicide cases, especially during the investigation period, is still as comprehensive as possible.

The crime scene investigation lasted for about a day.

By the time Jiang Yuan and the others left Changxin Village, the results of the first batch of evidence were almost out.

Jiang Yuan didn't need to worry about these, handed over the evidence, packed up, and went to sleep for two hours. When he woke up, the forensic doctors who came to support from Qinghe City had just arrived.

Jiang Yuan then took Forensic Doctor Zhai and others to the autopsy room of the funeral home to meet with Wang Lan and Forensic Doctor Ye who came from the Qinghe City Bureau.

Although Forensic Doctor Zhai brought 8 new forensic doctors, logically speaking, the 8 new forensic doctors could all work independently, but they were led by forensic doctors from the provincial department and had their own plans and work content. It was impossible for them to work for free just to save money for Hou Hou Lejia. It wasn't because Jiang Yuan was there; invitations wouldn't work either.

Wang Lan had to come. The policy of the Qinghe City Bureau was that for major homicide cases, such as tragic homicide cases, dismemberment cases, corpse burning cases, etc., or such double-corpse cases, forensic support from the city bureau could be requested. Sometimes, even if you didn't accept support, you had to.

As a result, 12 forensic doctors were stuffed into the autopsy room of Longli County in one breath.

12 people surrounded a corpse; if the corpse could speak, it would have to shout "too stuffy."

The forensic doctors were also a little embarrassed. Everyone was used to being quiet and used to living independently. There were really few opportunities for such a "gathering."

Forensic Doctor Ye, who understood the ways of the world, had never had such an experience. Seeing that everyone was a bit reserved, he thought about it and said: "It's rare to get together, let's have a late-night snack together tonight."

"Two corpses, if we want to have a late-night snack, we have to start doing it now."

"That works." Forensic Doctor Ye said, looking up at Jiang Yuan and Forensic Doctor Zhai, and asked: "Are you two guiding?"

Guiding the autopsy is naturally easier than doing it directly. High-end forensic doctors are all guides. Like Forensic Doctor Zhai, he rarely does complete autopsies in his daily life; it is highly likely that his subordinates do it.

Forensic Doctor Zhai nodded as expected, but Jiang Yuan said very directly: "I'll do this male corpse."

He didn't have much actual experience in performing autopsies. From the beginning of his work until now, he had only dissected dozens of corpses, which is equivalent to the autopsy quantity of a mature forensic doctor who has worked for about three years. So, even with the skills given by the system, Jiang Yuan still consciously accumulated some autopsy experience.

Furthermore, encountering skills from time to time while dissecting corpses is also quite good.

Choosing the male corpse was because it was the first victim, and theoretically, more information could be seen. Combined with bloodstain analysis, it was easier to understand what happened on the first floor.

Forensic Doctor Ye didn't expect Jiang Yuan to do this, clicked his tongue twice, and turned to say: "Forensic Doctor Wang, then shall we do this female corpse?"

He often cooperated with Wang Lan, so there was no need to be polite.

Wang Lan responded and laughed again: "Come on, two more gentlemen. It's rare to have so many people today, so I won't move the corpse."

She had a very thin figure, probably less than 100 jin. When she first started working, moving a corpse was very difficult, but she had to bite the bullet and do it. Now that she had become a senior forensic doctor, she still had to bite the bullet and do it herself. This was also the reason why she liked to go on business trips to various places. Every county and district had its own forensic doctors. When she went to help, she increased the forensic strength, and the local forensic doctors were embarrassed to let her move the corpse alone.

The two corpses were laid out on two parallel autopsy tables, and everyone chose a corpse to start working according to their preferences.

*Hiccup... *

Jiang Yuan just turned the male corpse over, and it let out a long hiccup.

The hiccup lasted for three or four seconds, full of force, and a bit of a smell.

The forensic doctors in the autopsy room were as serious as possible, but they still wanted to laugh a little.

There were too many people, and the horror atmosphere couldn't be raised at all.

"The waist is almost broken, and the fart is quite long." Forensic Doctor Zhai curled his lips. The intestinal tract of the dead will still produce gas. It is not easy to discharge from below, so it has to be discharged from above. Of course, many do not discharge from the existing openings. It is not too late to wait for the forensic doctor to cut it open in the middle and then disperse it.

"Much better than postpartum delivery." Wang Lan shook her head and said: "Let's talk about something happy. Old Ye, what did you just say you were going to treat?"

"Intestine and pork tripe chicken pot, there are many of us, and the taste is not bad." Forensic Doctor Ye turned around and took the large casserole of intestine and pork tripe chicken from the shelf, saying: "If you don't want to go over, just let them deliver takeout. Anyway, Captain Hou is paying, and I'll save a few more basins."

"Two basins are enough; why do you need so many?" Forensic Doctor Wang said while putting the internal organs into the casserole, and added: "Is your Captain Hou suddenly generous?"

"It's because of Forensic Doctor Jiang's face." Forensic Doctor Ye certainly couldn't say that Director Huang had requirements for the meal standard, so he changed the subject: "It's rare to have the opportunity to use public funds. I think this basin is quite easy to use, and I'm preparing to prepare two for my family. It's fine for soup or pickles."

"Also, it's quite sturdy and big." Wang Lan knocked on the casserole basin, and the sound was crisp.

The forensic doctors nodded one after another.

Early morning.

Jiang Yuan only slept for four or five hours before getting up. When he arrived at the Criminal Police Brigade, the building was as lively as if everyone hadn't slept.

And indeed, they hadn't slept.

In the time when a homicide case is just discovered, not sleeping for 72 hours is the norm for the Criminal Police Brigade. Late sleep and early solving, early sleep and no Spring Festival.

The forensic doctor's survival state is slightly better. After the corpse is dissected, they can sleep when they have time, and no one will nag. Jiang Yuan didn't even eat the intestine and pork tripe chicken last night and ran to rest.

Now when he came over to see, the Longli County criminal police officers were indeed like they had been injected with chicken blood, looking even busier than yesterday.

"Did you catch anyone?" Jiang Yuan asked as soon as he entered the door.

"Caught, it's a local, who has been mixing outside for a few years, committed a case, and is being interrogated." The police officer who was asked just replied, and saw a group of people running down from upstairs again.

"Captain Jiang!" Among the crowd was Hou Hou Xiaoyong. Seeing Jiang Yuan, he ran over to report: "We are preparing to find the murder weapon."

"Did they confess the murder weapon? What is it?" Jiang Yuan also wanted to verify his judgment.

"Wood chopper. Brought from home, said it was wrapped with cloth on the handle, and when he left, he buried it in the soil on the nearby hillside." Hou Hou Xiaoyong said in great detail, and his tone was also excited.

Jiang Yuan nodded as he listened. The wood chopper is a commonly used tool in the local area, with a long handle and a thick blade, which conforms to the traces seen at the crime scene.

Regardless of whether it is from bloodstain analysis or the wounds on the corpse, the wood chopper is consistent.

Jiang Yuan asked again: "Is the motive robbery?"

"Yes, returned from outside, heard that the victim was in the grain collection business and often lent money to grain farmers, so he wanted to rob a sum of money. In the end, he robbed more than 20,000 in cash, and the jewelry hasn't been appraised yet. He was preparing to take it outside to sell it again, which just happened to be evidence."

"For just a few tens of thousands of yuan, he took someone else's life and his own life. He's young, he should go out to work." Jiang Yuan shook his head. Even if he didn't look at it from the perspective of the people of Jiang Village, this money was not worth killing for. With this courage and martial arts, it's better to... find some work with low punishment from the "Criminal Law," for example... right.

Hou Hou Xiaoyong laughed when he heard it and said: "He's not young anymore. He's 52 years old. It's hard to find a job outside. Unless he's willing to go to the construction site, he certainly isn't willing. These people, in the final analysis, are lazy and hate work..."

"Wait, 52?" Jiang Yuan interrupted Hou Hou Xiaoyong's words.

"Yes."

"Then did he confess any accomplices?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"No, he claims to be an independent perpetrator." Hou Hou Xiaoyong saw Jiang Yuan's serious expression and whispered: "Is there a problem?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuan didn't hide it, recalling the situation he saw when he dissected the corpse yesterday, and said: "The murderer's exertion, muscle strength, is a bit too reluctant at 52 years old. How is the murderer's physical condition? Very strong?"

"That... not very strong."

"Then do you think his body has enough strength to cut the spine of the first victim?"

Hou Hou Xiaoyong looked at the photo of the scene and immediately recalled the scene of the male who died on the first floor, lying in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his waist almost cut off, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Can't do it. He's just an ordinary man, 50-something, has some strength, but doesn't have such strong explosive power."

The lazy and work-hating murderer doesn't sound like an image of someone who insists on fitness at 50.

"I'll call Captain Hou." Jiang Yuan took out his mobile phone.

Based on what is known now, there is no need to interrogate the suspect. First, we must expand the investigation. Starting from the existing suspect, check his contacts and interpersonal relationships, etc. Don't wait.

Hou Hou Xiaoyong felt a panic for no reason, remembering the suspect he saw in the interrogation room, crying and confessing. If he missed an accomplice, it would be a big deal. ===== CHAPTER 413 =====