Chapter 576

Whoosh, whoosh...

Professor Chen was lying on the autopsy table, sleeping soundly.

Beside him was Jiang Yuan, who was still working hard on the autopsy. He had to make slices for all the internal organs, and specimens that needed to be sent for toxicology examination also had to be prepared.

The wet, sticky workbench didn't affect Professor Chen's sleep, nor did it affect Wu Jun's sleep.

Wu Jun slept against the wall where two long benches were put together. Professor Chen was a guest, a professor from a medical university, and also older; letting him sleep on the autopsy table was more appropriate.

Wu Jun had also been busy with Jiang Yuan all night; by the second half of the night, his head was splitting with pain, so he quickly found a place to sleep in his clothes.

Mu Zhiyang had no choice of place, so he slept on the table, which was very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuan had no place to sleep, nor did he really want to.

After finishing the work that needed to be done, Jiang Yuan silently started sewing the skin of the body.

At 4 AM in the funeral home, apart from taking good care of the body, there was nothing else to do—the autopsy room was cold and small, and sleeping was too tiring and not worth it; it was better to continue flipping the body.

LV4 Forensic Pathology allowed him to perform the autopsy very meticulously.

However, that was as far as it went; for the case, the body could only provide so much information.

Not to mention the first assailant, the second assailant just grabbed her head and slammed it heavily onto the floor; the action was very decisive and direct.

This point was also one of the reasons why Jiang Yuan believed the second assailant was a person with a strong relationship with the victim, Mi Jia.

A clean and decisive killing action requires an extremely strong motive.

In modern society, excluding mental illness, normal people only choose to kill when they have an extremely strong motive.

Mi Jia was already lying on the ground, dying at the time; in other words, Mi Jia herself could hardly do anything, and whether she could speak was a question.

In addition, Mi Jia shouldn't have had any extra valuables on her, at least not to the extent of killing for money.

Of course, it could also be due to political factors or other reasons; among murder motives, one must always leave a seat for Kennedy.

But as far as Jiang Yuan could see, the most likely reason for this restaurant waitress to be killed was a crime of passion.

The ways rich people die are myriad, while the ways poor people die are often relatively singular.

Mi Jia, only 22 years old, was good-looking and belonged to the level of a young beauty. She worked in a restaurant in a tourist area, with a salary of over 4,000 yuan a month, no savings, and an ex-boyfriend with mental illness...

Jiang Yuan performed a very careful autopsy, also wanting to see if there were any exclusion items.

Unfortunately, there were none.

Mi Jia's muscle mass was on the low side, with no traces of special training, so she didn't look like an agent or anything of that sort.

Her body tissues were also normalized, consistent with her age of 22, and there were no files or USB drives in her body.

Only in this way, the solving of the case required the criminal police's investigation.

Early morning.

The sun rose.

Professor Chen stretched, climbed off the autopsy table, and smiled: "I haven't slept this soundly in a long time."

Wu Jun also rubbed his shoulders and got up. Hearing Professor Chen's words, he lit incense while smiling bitterly.

Jiang Yuan sat in front of the table, drinking tea with the sleepy Mu Zhiyang, and asked: "How did Master sleep?"

Wu Jun shook his head and said: "I've slept enough in the funeral home. I don't know when the new criminal science building Director Huang is getting will be finished; this place is really small and old."

"Only this kind of old-fashioned autopsy table is comfortable to sleep on." Professor Chen said with emotion: "Our school has changed to new models now; the sink next to it is very uncomfortable, and the shadowless lamp above the head has to be pulled back and forth; it's not as comfortable as this."

"Then you have to be careful when buying." Wu Jun couldn't help but nod; worthy of being an anatomy professor from a school, he really could provide some new information.

"Let's go have breakfast."

Jiang Yuan had essentially stayed up all night, but he didn't want to sleep either. He took the few of them out and found a breakfast shop next to the funeral home.

The general custom in Ningtai County is to cremate in the morning, take the ashes, and then go home to hold the funeral. Usually, they invite guests to a banquet at noon and continue to keep vigil for the deceased for several days in the afternoon.

To save time, many people send the body over early in the morning and only come out to eat after the ceremony is over. Therefore, the breakfast shop next to the funeral home was quite lively, just not selling tofu pudding or food with fillings.

Jiang Yuan changed into a full set of clothes, chose a noodle shop, ate until he was steaming hot, and then blew his nose several times.

The noodles in the noodle shop were unremarkable, but the broth was good, feeling like many ingredients had been boiled into it, which belonged to a very Ningtai feeling.

After the meal, the group went to the police station, just in time for work hours.

Professor Chen also ate very happily, to the point that he didn't consider the fact that he could go home, and followed them to the police station as well.

Liu Wenkai, the captain of the Second Squadron, saw Jiang Yuan coming and immediately came over with a notebook.

"We sorted out a lot of information last night." Liu Wenkai entered the room and said: "Currently, I tend to think it's a crime of passion."

This judgment was the same as Jiang Yuan's guess. Jiang Yuan nodded in agreement and added: "From the autopsy, this point cannot be excluded. If there is anything to note, the victim should have had some medical aesthetics done. Mainly a comprehensive nose job, eyebrow tattooing; there were no signs of liposuction."

As soon as Liu Wenkai heard this, he knew what Jiang Yuan meant and said: "Medical aesthetics easily lead to contact with small loans. However, it wasn't reflected in the credit report; I'll check again."

Mi Jia had no credit cards under her name. She worked in a restaurant, her monthly cash flow wasn't high, and she had no academic qualifications, so it wasn't easy to apply for normal bank loans; instead, it was possible she had contact with small loans that didn't check credit.

Jiang Yuan nodded. He was actually just explaining the information obtained from the autopsy and didn't think Mi Jia's death was related to small loans.

Small loan debt collection has a rhythm; the initial stage is just some fierce phone collection, which wasn't reflected in the victim's mobile phone. Furthermore, the purpose of debt collection is to get money; killing someone cleanly and decisively is a bit nonsensical.

"Let me state the situation I currently understand." Seeing that Jiang Yuan had no new information here, Liu Wenkai opened the folder.

Everyone nodded.

"According to our understanding, the victim Mi Jia was a relatively popular female. Besides this ex-boyfriend suspected of having mental illness, Mi Jia had three other ex-boyfriends or boyfriends. They were all peers, characterized by being relatively tall and handsome." Liu Wenkai said with some emotion: "Young girls all look at faces."

Liu Wenkai put out the photos of the four ex-boyfriends and said: "Our current focus is on the victim's current boyfriend. Guo Lushang is a fitness coach, with a very good physique, handsome appearance, and has participated in some fitness competitions; it's possible he takes some banned drugs."

"Has a tendency toward violence?" Jiang Yuan looked up.

"No record, but under the condition of taking drugs, it's hard to say." Liu Wenkai closed the folder and said: "We have already sent people with a summons; we'll see when we interrogate him."

"What about the motive?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"Jealousy?" Liu Wenkai was naturally uncertain; he had only screened the personnel from the complicated reports.

"I'll look at the footprints later." Jiang Yuan paused and asked: "You guys also check his mobile phone again."

To kill someone, one must come to the scene. The current boyfriend, Guo Lushang, is a fitness coach, so if he appeared in the restaurant, it must have been to find Mi Jia.

However, if the two were boyfriend and girlfriend, it wouldn't be strange for traces to appear in the restaurant.

The clues ended here, and all that was left was to wait.

But in reality, it didn't take long to wait. The police officer responsible for the interrogation quickly passed the news up:

"Guo Lushang claims to have an alibi."