Chapter 609: Under the Skin and Flesh

3:00 AM.

Ten thousand families with lights on.

Dots of starlight above, sparks of fire below, the New Construction District full of factories seemed to be brewing immense power, doing push-ups on the ground.

Qian Tongyi had a cigarette in his mouth, Liu Cheng had a cigarette in his mouth, Jiang Yuan had a cigarette in his mouth...

After the lime was scraped open, the stench accumulated over many days burst out at once. Even a forensic doctor would feel it was stinky; it was just a matter of having a stronger tolerance. The corpse had just been transported out, and several people came out to get some air.

The work wasn't finished yet. So much lime was theoretically evidence, and the bricks also had to be taken back. Testing was one part, and a few pieces also had to be taken as evidence.

In addition, several walls were built in the room. Qian Tongyi's meaning was to pry them open and take a look.

Jiang Yuan was not prepared to go in for the time being. After smoking a cigarette, Jiang Yuan took out his mobile phone and sent a message while saying: "I'm planning to order Cantonese-style morning tea. This place also has Chaoshan-style clay pot porridge, the kind with various ingredients inside. It's quite fresh and quite delicious."

Qian Tongyi frowned: "The Chaoshan-style clay pot porridge you're talking about, is it the kind with a lot of internal organs inside?"

Several men who were smoking showed signs of retching.

A bit of looking for trouble, and a bit interesting. Stinky, it was still stinky.

Especially the LV4 forensic evidence science, which helps more when dealing with internal organs. Shang Ge estimated that it would take a half-step LV3 forensic evidence science to handle this level of internal organs. To apply it on a large scale, I'm afraid it would take a true LV3 forensic evidence science.

The corpse at this time only had a part of the skin and flesh left, but it wasn't purely bones. The troublesome part was mainly the skin and flesh similar to a dry corpse outside.

Forensic doctors don't know much about this form of corpse and don't have much relevant data support. Just looking at them, it's very difficult to make effective judgments.

Only Qian Tongyi had his mind full of how to explain it to Branch Chief Yu.

The daily dissection of corpses, especially the process of dissection, is actually not difficult. The main difficulty is the problem of disgust and stench. The difficulty is to make further judgments based on this point. Slicing is a project with relatively high technical requirements and is also relatively time-consuming and energy-consuming. Many forensic doctors spend a lot of time under the microscope, which is also due to this.

Fortunately, the tea house was right next to the criminal police detachment, so it wasn't a waste of time. When they arrived at the place, the boss showed a more enthusiastic and hospitable side, making everyone's meal quite pleasant.

Shang Ge used many solvents to clean the quicklime, mainly various oils, until the internal organs were washed clean, then washed them clean with water, and then continued to wax and spread the slices.

"Let's make it the whole team. Control the expenses a bit. 30 yuan per person," Qian Tongyi said.

"The height is about the same. The feet should be a bit different."

The expressions of the few people present became much more serious. Several people quickly stepped forward and tried their best to straighten the corpse.

"That... isn't very good," Qian Tongyi was indeed quite embarrassed and hurriedly said: "It's better to have a higher budget. It doesn't count as public funds. I'll report it for reimbursement in your name later."

The internal organs treated with quicklime, Chang Zhu didn't know if the sampling would be successful, but he still took them. It just took a lot of time and energy.

A corpse treated with quicklime is another heavy-taste experience.

"Just not internal organs. Pig brains won't work either. I can't stand pig brains anymore," Liu Cheng waved his hand. He was a pure northerner and originally ate more simply.

Chang Zhu had doubts and looked even more carefully. Soon, after peeling off the skin and flesh of the legs with a knife, he found clues: "Jiang Yuan Yong played skiing, and his fibula had a fracture. There are no similar traces on this corpse."

"It's better now," Shang Ge explained: "With so many of us, if we don't book in advance, there won't be any dishes when we come."

The waxing of internal organs is inherently difficult. When spreading slices, if you are not careful, it will break. The internal organs bullied by quicklime are even softer and worse. It was Shang Ge's LV4 forensic pathology and LV4 forensic evidence science together that made it look beautiful.

Qian Tongyi was really afraid of being eaten poor. As the saying goes, a half-grown child eats the father poor. It's talking about a group of cubs like this.

Chang Zhu waved his hand: "Today's situation is special. Brothers have worked hard. I'll treat."

"Let's boil it," Chang Zhu said, preparing to check the corpse and then throw it into the pot.

But on the other hand, there were more people renovating, and there were more footprints left. The most troublesome thing was that in this kind of room, renovation personnel were always standing, squatting, lying, and riding in various strange corners and positions, making the people who analyzed the crime scene full of dust.

Several forensic doctors were busy turning on the machine and adding water—the principle is actually similar to an ordinary hot water kettle, with a heating function at the bottom, it's just that adding water is more time-consuming.

Of course, there weren't 50 people this time, but for Cantonese-style snacks, two or three of each kind, four or five of each kind were already considered very many. Doubling or tripling the amount, they still wouldn't be full.

The tender internal organs were brutally pulled out by the murderer and then sprinkled with quicklime to rub...

While busy, Shang Ge put down the pelvis of the corpse and said: "How old was Jiang Yuan Yong?"

There were older police officers who couldn't help but want to go home at this time. Even if there were free tea snacks, middle-aged and elderly people who stayed up all night didn't have the blessing to enjoy it. On the contrary, young police officers were enthusiastic, with the posture of "I want to eat the police station poor."

"Changed age? 5 years is not an exaggeration. Some forensic doctors are well-informed."

"That's true..."

For the police, the current focus of the case has shifted to the investigation of the wall-building worker.

After the meal, Shang Ge went home to sleep first, and in the afternoon, returned to the police station to process the corpse together with the forensic doctors of the Changyang City Bureau.

The level of crime scene investigation is higher, and the information that can be obtained is also more. In a rough house like this, you can also see many things.

"Hmm, then I'll order dishes first. It's fine to let Bureau Chief Huang find Branch Chief Yu for reimbursement later," Shang Ge said, sending a message to the boss: "50 portions of each snack."

After finishing the three-hour breakfast, Shang Ge let out a long sigh, took out Zhonghua and smoked a round, and then returned to Jiang Yuan Yong's new house with the smell of smoke all over his body.

Everything was completed, and when the police left one after another, it was already 3:00 AM.

The Changyang City Bureau had good conditions and had a boiling pot like a Japanese-style bathtub. It was also a bathtub with a larger height than length and width.

He specifically stood in front of Chang Zhu and said in a low voice: "Let's not order too expensive dishes when ordering."

If it were ordinary internal organs, after such a process, I'm afraid none would be usable, but for sampling, even if rubbed by quicklime, there are still usable tissues.

Chang Zhu responded and asked: "How many people to order for?" Shang Ge let out an "Hmm," looked at the twisted corpse, and said: "DNA has been sent for testing, right? Urge the results. Let's arrange the corpse, measure the height and the length of the feet..."

Nowadays, the police don't even know the real name of this person. In this era of big data, it is relatively rare. Of course, it's not strange. The three little gods were originally heavy participants in various cases.

Shang Ge didn't hesitate anymore, took off his gloves, and called Qian Tongyi: "The deceased is not Jiang Yuan Yong!"

"The age is a bit off," Shang Ge examined the pelvis that looked like it had been tanned, directly took off a part of the residual flesh on it, and looked at it: "At most 33 years old, it should be 32, 33 years old. Off by 5 years."

This kind of bathtub or pot can better gather heat, the temperature rises quickly, and the heat to maintain the temperature is also low. It is a green and environmentally friendly product.

And for Shang Ge, dissecting the corpse itself is no longer difficult.

30 yuan is about the price of a snack plus a pot of tea. If an old man eats morning tea by himself, it's fine, but a group of guys like hungry wolves definitely won't have enough.

It is well known that an important part of forensic work is to sample and slice the internal organs of the corpse. If there are no internal organs, or if they have been placed for too long and have decayed, there is no way, but if there is a way...

A forensic doctor without gloves immediately pointed to the pad and said: "Around 40 years old, let me check... 38 years old, it seems."

Fortunately, the scene was cleaned up, and Chang Zhu turned back to look at the crime scene and quickly fell into thought.

Several forensic doctors who cooperated felt they had learned something.

Jiang Yuan sighed and said: "There is no seafood, and no other types. Everything can be clay pot porridge, I don't understand it very well, but it's probably like this..." ===== CHAPTER 610 =====

Jiang Yuan sighed and said, "Some put seafood in it, some put other types; I suppose everything can be made into congee in a clay pot. I don't know much about it, but it's probably something like that..."