Chapter 462: Fate Shaping Song

"Wu Wu Fa Yi Jiang... where did he get the fingerprints from?" Zhao Jing drank a bottle of water in one breath, not saving resources for everyone, and didn't care about the problem of going to the toilet to pee.

Zhao Jing racked his brains, feeling that Jiang Yuan had found a closed item like a glove box, and then pulled out multiple fingerprints from it.

The police officer who registered the evidence didn't have as many thoughts as him, looked down, and said: "Just took fingerprints and DNA from many places, and several pieces of evidence have been collected, but they are in the evidence box inside. Do you want to take a look?"

"Forget it." Zhao Jing shook his head. Trace inspection was basically based on fighting alone. Technology was his own, and the ability to discover evidence was also his own. What could looking at what others did do?

Zhao Jing looked back at Jiang Yuan who was busy at the scene. He had a famous subordinate beside him, which was quite special in trace inspection. In most cases, it was more common for a trace inspector to bring an apprentice, but the apprentice actually became a teacher very quickly, and the apprentice himself was an independent trace inspector. Except for the first year or two following behind, they did things themselves later, and if there were problems, they would come to find them.

And ordinary trace inspectors, even if they reached Zhao Jing's position, without duties, usually had no subordinates, and after having duties, it was not easy to come to the front line.

Zhao Jing rubbed his waist, moved his legs and feet, made his body feel comfortable, then put on his mask, gloves, and foot covers again, and slowly returned to the scene.

He was also a middle-aged man. He usually used seven points of strength when doing cases. He didn't use full strength because it was unnecessary. With his ability, using seven points of strength was lying flat in the province. The remaining cases that couldn't be done couldn't be done even with ten points of strength.

Today, Zhao Jing decided to exert his complete form.

Looking back, he hadn't shown his ten-point strength for a while. Perhaps it had been too long since he showed it, and the people in the Jianghu might have forgotten it.

Zhao Jing slowly took out a 3M glove and put it on the original glove.

Wearing double-layered gloves, getting double protection, and doing some intense movements was not afraid—Zhao Jing's unique secret was very simple, but this was an excellent means for him to fully exert his technology.

It was like the bald strong man holding a chainsaw, single-handedly sawing, quacking and killing!

"Wu..."

Zhao Jing simulated the sound of a chainsaw in his mouth, bent down again, and checked inch by inch.

He knew that Jiang Yuan was a fingerprint expert in Shannan Province and had once emerged in the fingerprint battle in the province. He might have some expertise in fingerprints. However, Zhao Jing, as a trace inspection expert, mastered more than just traces of fingerprints.

Fingerprints were just a very small section in the trace inspection profession!

Zhao Jing encouraged himself in his heart, gave himself confidence, and at the same time, Zhao Jing's hands didn't stop, and his brain was spinning wildly.

Doing trace inspection, the most important thing was actually thinking. Not only thinking like a policeman, but also thinking like a criminal.

If I were a thief, how would I enter the house, would I pry the lock or break in during the day, where would I most likely grasp, where would my body stay, where would my hair and dander fall...

If I were a murderer, how would I kill, if I were to ambush, where would I squat, what did I prepare on the evacuation route...

If I were a criminal disguised as a truck driver, how would I protect myself? Do I wear gloves? Do I turn on the air conditioning in the car? Do I open the window when passing the toll station?

Zhao Jing gradually immersed himself in fantasy, or rather, in the thick juice of thinking, and then walked through it difficultly and stickily.

At the same time, Jiang Yuan also accelerated the speed of investigation.

It was getting dark, and in the wild environment, the evidence obtained today was definitely more valuable than the evidence obtained tomorrow.

The main thing was that as the investigation progressed, the vehicle wreckage at the crime scene was actually damaged to varying degrees because of the investigation.

The stable state formed by the wreckage in the past period of time had undergone huge changes. The damage in the next few dozen hours might be more than in the past few months.

By tomorrow, even if there was no rain or wind, the cold at night, the morning dew in the morning, and the sun at noon would do further damage to the evidence.

Therefore, if possible, Jiang Yuan was prepared to do all the high-value targets today.

And compared with Zhao Jing, Jiang Yuan's advantages were also extremely obvious.

First of all, he had LV4 crime scene investigation, and secondly, he had two sets of fingerprint skills, one LV3 and one LV4. Just combining these two items was very capable of fighting.

Although Zhao Jing was also quite strong, he was Pingjiang's strong. Pingjiang's overall strength was even more backward than Shannan Province. Zhao Jing, as an expert in his prime, when in good condition, exerting to the level of LV3.5 was already powerful.

In daily situations, he was just an LV3 entry level. Of course, breaking through the boundary of LV3, he had actually transcended, belonging to the elite among the elite, and had already made achievements in his personal field.

It was just that Zhao Jing was at most at the level of God rewarding food, and Jiang Yuan was at the level of God cooking himself.

This was an unreasonable level. It was like Tao Zhexuan teaching himself calculus at the age of 7, writing a book at the age of 8 about using Basic programs to calculate perfect numbers—humans all have to learn mathematics, whether they are cow or not depends on comparing themselves with people around them, but after Tao Zhexuan became an adult, he still had to be hung up and kicked by various cow people.

Jiang Yuan, in addition to double LV4+LV3, is equipped with LV4 forensic physical evidence science, and a very perverted LV6 tool trace inspection. At the crime scene, it can't be said that he gets what he wants, but it's no problem to write a book on the spot.

In addition, he also has the newly acquired LV3 vehicle trace identification, which was very harmonious when used today.

Actually, just this move, it is said that it can balance Zhao Jing's strength.

It's just that Jiang Yuan doesn't make comparisons.

He just naturally started to help other trace inspectors scan traces after scanning the traces on his side.

Zhao Jing's strength is still okay—Jiang Yuan's high-level judgment, even if the trace identification of the most important area is handed over to Zhao Jing, he mostly won't make mistakes.

Trace inspection experts at this level even have the ability to leave a margin for secondary investigation. This itself is part of strength.

In contrast, the strength of several other trace inspectors is uneven. Good ones can reach the LV2 standard, and worse ones may be LV1 strong.

This level of trace inspection, the probability of making mistakes is not high, but in the balance of quality and efficiency, there must be differences.

It's like the top students in that kind of class. You give him a period of time, and then give him a day of open-book time, and he can answer more than 90 points, or even full marks. When taking the exam, he absolutely can't do it.

Jiang Yuan greeted and stepped forward to help.

That trace inspector was from the Changyang City Criminal Science Center. He looked up at the sky, then at Jiang Yuan, sobbed, and lowered his head to work.

Not to mention that he didn't dare to refuse Jiang Yuan's request, even if he really gathered the courage, what's the point? Must the work assigned to protect himself be completed by himself?

He really couldn't complete it.

Moreover, for such a big cold case, ordinary criminal police are screws. Any practice that affects the progress of the case is not allowed and not advocated.

If Jiang Yuan's behavior was harmful to the case, he could still argue with reason. Now it is obvious that he is dragging his feet, and calling again is definitely going to be beaten. As for some hair and thorns in psychology, in the disciplined forces, it is not considered at all.

Not happy, not happy, so what?

"Come and help me pry." Jiang Yuan beckoned and called the trace inspector over directly.

The trace inspector of Changyang City was very familiar with Jiang Yuan. The pain in his heart was collected, and the smile on his face was brought out.

"Coming." The trace inspector put away his horseshoe mirror and carried the crowbar over.

Jiang Yuan and Mu Zhiyang also stepped forward together. The three of them used force to lift a large piece of iron lump.

Jiang Yuan hit the light, sprinkled powder, snapped a few photos, and began to take fingerprints.

One helped two, and after a circle was finished, the sky was not completely dark.

It was just that the plot Zhao Jing allocated to himself had not been fully investigated.

"Almost, let the dog go." Jiang Yuan looked at the sky and signaled Dazhuang to set off.

Dazhuang was carried in by Li Li.

The carrier was a bamboo basket used by locals. The depth was suitable, and the weight itself was not large.

Don't look at the police dog's good physical strength and good endurance, that is also relative to the canine species.

Human endurance is perverted, plus the dense trees, if it weren't for the case entering a very important stage, Li Li wouldn't be willing to bring the dog down.

Dazhuang first sniffed Jiang Yuan's taste, then held his head high and chest out, and stepped into the venue.

Tonight, a song of conquest will be sung, either sung by people or sung by dogs! ===== CHAPTER 463 =====