Chapter 412: Panic
"Captain Jiang, let me help you hold the evidence bag."
Mu Zhiyang was originally a follower at the scene, and seeing that Jiang Yuan had collected key evidence, he immediately stepped forward to help him collect it.
He had been a police station officer, and looking at the appearance of Hou Dui Lejia, he always felt that he was like the protagonist of some neighborhood disputes, with a trait of grabbing evidence and running away.
What Mu Zhiyang didn't know was that Director Huang charged Hou Lejia first. In terms of familiarity, talking about life and work experience, Huang Qiangmin had also suffered losses and therefore thickened his cerebral cortex.
Jiang Yuan handed the evidence bag to 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 Junhao's "Bald Strike Team" being so clean, the probability of leaving hair was still very high.
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, do they deserve it? People can cheat every day, clean the car and sheets every day, but 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 high.
The possibility of this case being committed by a stranger was very high. If it was committed by an acquaintance, given the victim's social circle, it would be very difficult to find such a calm killer. If there was one, they wouldn't turn the house upside down for the three melons and two dates of a rural family, thereby increasing the possibility of their own exposure.
"These." Jiang Yuan put the hair in categories and handed them to Mu Zhiyang.
His placement method was already very rigorous compared to many other trace examiners.
Mu Zhiyang collected them again, looked back and saw 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 would 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 Zhiyang was very optimistic.
Jiang Yuan shook his head: "The hair could also be left by the master who installed the drawer, or by cheating men and women."
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 science of the 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 almost 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, slept for two hours first, and when he woke up, the forensic doctors reinforced by the Qinghe City Bureau had arrived.
Jiang Yuan then took Wu Wu Fa Yi Zhai and the others to the funeral home's anatomy room to meet with Wang Lan and Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye from the Qinghe City Bureau.
Don't look at Wu Wu Fa Yi Zhai bringing 8 new forensic doctors; by logic, the 8 new forensic doctors could all work independently, but they were led by the provincial department's forensic doctors and had their own plans and work content, so they couldn't work for free just to save money for 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, for major homicide cases, such as tragic homicide cases, dismemberment cases, corpse burning cases, etc., or such double-corpse cases, could all require the support of city bureau forensic doctors, and sometimes you couldn't refuse the support.
So, 12 forensic doctors were stuffed into the Longli County forensic anatomy room 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 bit embarrassed. Everyone was used to being quiet and used to living independently; there were really very few opportunities for such a "gathering."
Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye, who understood human sophistication, had never had such an experience either. Seeing that everyone was a bit reserved, he thought about it and said: "It's rare to meet 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."
"Can do." Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye said, looking up at Jiang Yuan and Wu Wu Fa Yi Zhai, and asked: "Are you two guiding?"
Guiding the dissection is naturally easier than doing it directly. High-end forensic doctors are all doing guidance. Like Wu Wu Fa Yi Zhai, it is estimated that he rarely does complete dissections in his daily life, and it is highly likely that his subordinates do it.
Wu Wu Fa Yi Zhai nodded as expected, but Jiang Yuan said very directly: "I'll do this male corpse."
His actual experience in dissection was not much. From the beginning of work until now, he had only dissected dozens of corpses, equivalent to the dissection quantity of a mature forensic doctor who had worked for about three years, so even if he had the skills given by the system, Jiang Yuan still consciously accumulated some dissection experience.
Furthermore, occasionally encountering skills when dissecting corpses was also very 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.
Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye didn't expect Jiang Yuan to do this, clicked his tongue twice, and turned around: "Wu Wu Fa Yi Wang, shall we do this female corpse?"
He and Wang Lan often cooperated, so there was no need to be polite.
Wang Lan responded and laughed again: "Let two more gentlemen come. It's rare to have so many people today, so I won't move the corpse."
She had a very thin figure, maybe less than 100 jin. When she first started working, she had to move corpses, and even if it was very difficult, she had to bite the bullet. Now that she had become a senior forensic doctor, she actually 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, and when she went to help, she increased the forensic power, and the local forensic doctors were embarrassed to let her move the corpse alone.
The two corpses were lined up on two adjacent dissection tables, and everyone chose a corpse according to their preferences and started working.
*Hiccup... *
Jiang Yuan just turned the male corpse, 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 anatomy room were as serious as possible, but 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." Wu Wu Fa Yi Zhai curled his lips. The dead person's intestinal tract would still produce gas, and if it couldn't be discharged from below, it had to be discharged from above. Of course, many didn't discharge from the existing openings, and it was fine to wait until the forensic doctor cut it open in the middle.
"Much better than post-mortem delivery." Wang Lan shook her head and said: "Still, let's talk about something happy. Old Ye, what did you just say you were going to treat?"
"Pork intestine and pig stomach chicken, there are many of us, and the taste is not bad." Wu Wu Fa Yi Ye turned and took the large casserole of pork intestine and pig stomach chicken from the shelf, saying: "If you don't want to go over, let them deliver takeout. Anyway, Hou Dui pays, and I'll save a few more basins."
"Two of these basins are enough, why get so many." Wu Wu Fa Yi Wang said while putting the internal organs into the casserole, and added: "Your Hou Dui suddenly became generous?"
"There is Captain Jiang's face here." Wu Wu Fa Yi 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 some public funds. I think this basin is quite easy to use, and I'm preparing to prepare two for my family, whether it's for soup or pickled vegetables."
"Also, quite sturdy, and big." Wu Wu Fa Yi Wang knocked on the casserole basin, the sound 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. Sleeping late and solving the case early, sleeping early means no Spring Festival.
The survival state of forensic doctors is slightly better; the corpse is dissected clearly, and if they take time to sleep, no one will nag. Jiang Yuan didn't even eat the pork intestine and pig stomach chicken last night and ran to rest.
Now that he came over to see, the Longli County Criminal Police Brigade members 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, mixed in other places 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 Xiaoyong. Seeing Jiang Yuan, he ran over to report: "We are preparing to find the murder weapon."
"Has the murder weapon been confessed? What kind of thing is it?" Jiang Yuan also wanted to verify his judgment.
"Wood chopper. Brought from home, said the handle was wrapped in cloth, and when he left, he buried it in the soil on the nearby hillside." Hou Xiaoyong said in quite detail, and his tone was excited.
Jiang Yuan nodded as he listened. The wood chopper is a commonly used tool in the local area, with a long handle and thick blade, which conforms to the traces seen at the crime scene.
Whether looking from bloodstain analysis or the wounds on the corpse, the wood chopper is also consistent.
Jiang Yuan asked again: "Is the motive robbery?"
"Yes, returned from other places, 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 a total of more than 20,000 in cash, and the jewelry has not been appraised yet. He was preparing to take it to other places to sell, which just happened to be evidence."
"Just for a few tens of thousands of yuan, he took someone else's life, and also took his own life. At a young age, he should have gone 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 force, it would be better to... find some work with low punishment from the "Criminal Law," for example... right.
Hou Xiaoyong laughed when he heard it and said: "He's not young anymore. This guy is 52 years old. It's not easy to find a job outside. Unless he is willing to go to the construction site, he certainly wouldn't be willing. These people, in the final analysis, are lazy and hate work..."
"Wait, 52?" Jiang Yuan interrupted Hou Xiaoyong's words.
"Yes."
"Then did he confess to any accomplices?" Jiang Yuan asked.
"No, he claimed to be acting alone." Hou Xiaoyong saw Jiang Yuan's expression was serious 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 force, muscle strength, is a bit too reluctant at 52. How is the murderer's physical condition? Very strong?"
"That... is not considered very strong."
"Then do you think his body has enough strength to chop the spine of the first victim?"
Hou Xiaoyong had seen the photos of the scene and immediately recalled the scene of the male who died on the first floor, lying on the floor-to-ceiling window, his waist almost severed, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Can't do it. He's just a very ordinary man, over 50, has some strength, but doesn't have such strong explosive power."
The lazy and work-hating murderer doesn't sound like the image of someone who insists on fitness at 50.
"I'll call Hou Dui." Jiang Yuan took out his mobile phone.
Based on what is known now, there is no need to interrogate the suspect. The first thing to do is to expand the investigation. Starting from the existing suspect, check his contacts and interpersonal relationships, etc. Don't wait.
Hou Xiaoyong felt inexplicably panicked, remembering the appearance of the suspect crying and confessing truthfully in the interrogation room. If one perpetrator was missed, it would be a big deal. ===== CHAPTER 413 =====
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