Chapter 42: Is It Appropriate

"Let's... how to do it?" Wang Zhong stood by Jiang Yuan's side very consciously.

Excluding the fingerprints that have already been matched, there are still more than a dozen fingerprints left, which must have been left by several people. This workload is also a big case for trace examiners.

"Do you still remember this case?" Jiang Yuan asked first. Three years ago, Wang Zhong was already a trace examiner. And he was one of the only two trace examiners in the county bureau.

Wang Zhong shook his head and said: "I have no impression of it. It's not a special case. When we compare fingerprints, we don't necessarily look at the case; we can compare fingerprints directly."

Wang Zhong is very like the kind of student who is satisfied with passing. When the test score is far less than 60, he will be very hard-working, but when the test score is significantly higher than 60, he will easily give up instead. When it comes to matching fingerprints, he is also best at matching fingerprints, and if he can't match them, he is very good at self-comfort.

Jiang Yuan doesn't need to worry about these, found a notebook to record, and then said: "The fingerprints in here, let's do a classification first, see how many people there are in total, and then pick the suitable ones to match separately."

"Okay, then record according to the number of the photo?" Wang Zhong also took a notebook and sat on the side.

Jiang Yuan responded, focused his attention on the fingerprints, and occasionally stretched out his hands to compare them back and forth.

The fingerprints on the bicycle appeared in pairs for the most part. In addition to the fingerprints of the car owner Ding Lan, there were multiple pairs of fingerprints appearing on the handlebars, longitudinal beams, and under the seat.

Reasoning about the crime scene, one can imagine that these fingerprints were likely left by someone or several people when abandoning the car. Maybe one can judge the situation at that time.

However, this kind of reasoning only turned in Jiang Yuan's mind.

Jiang Yuan himself knew his own affairs. He was not only a newcomer but also not from a criminal investigation major. He had neither experience nor knowledge in investigation, reasoning, and case-breaking.

In contrast, the young police officers of various criminal investigation squadrons are almost all from professional classes. Even the auxiliary police of the younger generation often have graduates from police schools in the province, all of whom are waiting for the opportunity to go ashore while working. And once they get the establishment, they are all combat power.

The city bureau and provincial department at the next level have even more graduates from the People's Public Security University and the Criminal Police College—these are the TOP2 universities in the police circle, and the graduates are all in the upper layer in terms of IQ, physical fitness, technology, and knowledge, but when they enter the work unit, they still have to learn from the old police.

Jiang Yuan, a newcomer who studied forensic medicine at a medical university, didn't feel that he was more Sherlock Holmes than these colleagues.

If there wasn't a heaven-sent forensic system, Jiang Yuan estimated that he could only honestly nest in the office waiting for corpses, or do odd jobs with the criminal police team, or do some injury identification work with Wu Jun.

However, with the system, Jiang Yuan's state was completely different.

However, he only wanted to make good use of his existing advantages.

Using the thinking of the famous Zeng Guofan, the strategy of the junior player is to build a hard fortress and fight a dull battle, which is the fastest shortcut.

Jiang Yuan didn't distinguish whose fingerprints those might be at all. He just classified them, arranged them in order, and then matched them one by one.

In one day, Jiang Yuan only finished three groups of 9 fingerprints.

The difficulty of the fingerprints is not high. They are also fingerprints left on cylindrical metal. The fingerprints left on the bicycle are at the level of LV2 or so.

Compared with the Liu Yu injury case, which was the injury case caused by students' revelry after the college entrance examination, the fingerprints left on the round stool were at least at the strong LV3 level.

However, because the Liu Yu injury case was a serious injury and involved the college entrance examination and teenagers, etc., it had the participation of experts at the provincial and municipal levels. It was not solved at the time, which was due to the high degree of incompleteness of the fingerprints.

This time, the Ding Lan missing person case was not in the same dimension at all.

This case, at most, received the concern of Wei Zhenguo, the deputy squadron leader of the Sixth Squadron. At the technical level, it had never received good support.

For Jiang Yuan, unless there are no corresponding fingerprints in the library, matching is not difficult. He did it slowly, mainly because the fingerprints on the cylinder were severely deformed, and it took more time to adjust.

"Jiang Yuan, are you going back?" Wang Zhong drilled into the office again, asking curiously: "How many fingerprints did you match?"

"3 people's." Jiang Yuan was equivalent to processing 9 fingerprints, belonging to three people. They were all Ding Lan's colleagues.

"Powerful." Wang Zhong felt a little shallow embarrassment. Theoretically, these fingerprints should have been matched by him, but they were not matched. Jiang Yuan did so many in half an afternoon, which only proved that the gap between the two people's strength was a bit big.

Jiang Yuan smiled modestly: "Good luck."

Wang Zhong shook his head, and then issued an invitation: "Let's eat together tonight. You've been here for so long, and we haven't chatted well together."

"Okay. How many people?" Jiang Yuan answered crisply.

"I called a few people of similar age. Do you want to call Wei Yin?" Wang Zhong winked.

Jiang Yuan laughed: "Captain Wei's daughter? I don't even have contact information."

"There is Wei Yin's phone number in the internal contact book. You can also add WeChat in the big group." Wang Zhong instigated.

"That's fine." Jiang Yuan smiled, opened his mobile phone, found the WeChat big group, searched for Wei Yin, and chose to add a friend.

Wang Zhong looked at Jiang Yuan's smooth operation and was stunned.

In a team of a group of bachelors, similar teasing and instigation often end with the teased person admitting defeat. Wang Zhong didn't expect Jiang Yuan to not be cowardly at all.

What Wang Zhong didn't expect even more was that in just a few minutes, Wei Yin on the other side had already passed Jiang Yuan's application.

Looking at Jiang Yuan's relaxed typing, Wang Zhong fell into confusion—is the school I went to not suitable? ===== CHAPTER 43 =====