Chapter 63

Hearing that he had to do a drug test, the man who had just cracked his forehead looked panicked and quickly said, "I won't do it, I won't do it, I won't do the injury assessment either."

The veteran criminal police forensic doctor Wu originally thought Jiang Yuan was just saying it casually, but he didn't expect the man in front of him to have such a strange reaction.

"If you guys won't give me an injury assessment, fine, but you're framing me for drug use? Aren't you afraid I'll go report you?" The man said while trying to pull away and run outside.

"You cracked your head, shouldn't you get it bandaged?" Wu Jun didn't confront him head-on, said it with a smile, and signaled with a gesture.

As a result, the man panicked even more and bolted for the door.

Like a fish rushing into a fishing net, he ran straight into the arms of a group of police officers at the door.

This was the office area of the Criminal Investigation Brigade. Wu Wu Fa Yi Wu raised his voice and gave the signal; the criminal police who saw it immediately put down what they were doing and surrounded him like a net.

The man's forehead was congested, and he became even more agitated: "I don't want a forensic doctor to bandage me, let me go, I'll find somewhere else to do the assessment."

But now he could only struggle in the arms of the criminal police.

Like a small shrimp clamped by a crab.

Wu Wu Fa Yi Wu didn't expect an unexpected harvest and looked at Jiang Yuan with gentle eyes.

The man's emotions were clearly wrong, and he struggled again: "I won't do it, I won't do it, I have the freedom not to do it."

"Don't move. Move again and I'll put handcuffs on you." The criminal police weren't as gentle as Wu Wu Fa Yi Wu; their voices were much rougher.

The man with the cracked forehead couldn't break free and was exhausted. He sighed, sat directly on the ground, and acted shamelessly: "I was hit by a car and came to verify my injuries, you guys must have colluded... I'm wronged, I'm wronged..."

"Move him into the room. I'll call Captain Lu." Wu Jun was experienced and knowledgeable; the more someone acted like this, the more likely they had a problem.

Jiang Yuan followed two other criminal police officers and carried him into the injury assessment room.

Before long, Lu Jianfeng, the captain of the Criminal Science and Technology Squadron, ran over excitedly.

When he started, it was just when new types of drugs were beginning to spread. Lu Jianfeng presided over the establishment of the Ningtai County drug testing laboratory and had taken down quite a few drug trafficking gangs.

But Ningtai County was a small county after all, and its own consumption capacity was extremely weak. After the peak of new drugs passed and a few rounds of intensive screening, the drug testing laboratory opened less and less. Lu Jianfeng, a dignified squadron captain, was almost reduced to a community anti-drug ambassador.

Finally encountering someone suspected of drug use, Lu Jianfeng ran over with a large box. He nodded to Wu Jun and Jiang Yuan, who belonged to his squadron, and excitedly took out a pile of rapid test kits in various packages.

Then, Lu Jianfeng picked out a square one from the pile of rapid test kits, looking as serious as an old regular customer who hadn't been to a hotel in weeks.

"Let's start with a simple one, this one is more comprehensive." Lu Jianfeng tore off the outer packaging of the square box, and saw a row of words on it, writing "Positive," "Negative," and "Invalid," corresponding to four sun-shaped boxes.

And below, there was a row of small fonts: "Morphine," "Methamphetamine," "Ecstasy," "Ketamine," "Marijuana."

Lu Jianfeng smiled and said, "Take a urine sample, and we can start. If that doesn't work, we'll test hair; if you don't admit it, we'll test blood..."

"I really didn't use drugs." The man with the cracked forehead became more fearful the more he looked, and angrier the more he thought, shouting, "I just wanted to extort some money, is it necessary for you guys to do this? Is it?"

"Come on, it's your turn." Lu Jianfeng laughed, quite happy. This person was acting crazy, but there was no smell of alcohol in his mouth, which meant Jiang Yuan's judgment was very likely correct.

After a wave of catching and releasing, and then coming back, Lu Jianfeng happily dripped the urine. The method was basically the same as a pregnancy test.

The man with the cracked forehead pinched his hands until they were sweaty, sitting on the chair unwilling to make a sound.

Before long, the results appeared.

"Methamphetamine." Lu Jianfeng sighed: "You're a bit unoriginal. Still smoking meth, and you don't even have a 'meth sister' to smoke with you."

"You... you tested it wrong..." The man with the cracked forehead looked like he didn't want to lie in the coffin even after seeing it.

Lu Jianfeng said indifferently: "If it's wrong, just test it again. If that doesn't work, we'll draw blood. I think you're hallucinating, right? High on drugs and running into the police station to stage a scam?"

"I'm broke." The man with the cracked forehead wasn't very convinced.

"Broke and running to the police station? Fine, this isn't the first time we've encountered this." The criminal police officer next to him chuckled: "Does this count as ours? Let's go, let's change places."

This was a police officer from the Third Squadron. At this moment, he looked like he had won the lottery, affectionately grabbing the man with the cracked forehead and thanking Wu Jun profusely.

Wu Wu Fa Yi Wu said: "It was Jiang Yuan who saw it; the young man has a good eye, otherwise he would have almost gotten away."

The police officer thanked Jiang Yuan again: "Wu Wu Fa Yi Jiang is amazing. Thank you."

Being able to catch a drug user now is a great stroke of luck; everyone felt boundless joy.

Jiang Yuan smiled politely, like a workplace newcomer.

After he rode his small electric scooter home after work, he stuffed a pack of Soft Zhonghua cigarettes from his drawer to his master.

After work, Jiang Yuan rode his small electric scooter home.

Along the river, the tree shadows receded, the evening breeze brushed his face, and the years were peaceful.

When he entered the Jiang Village residential area and reached the small supermarket, the lively sounds of greetings and curiosity forced him to stop.

"Went on a business trip." Jiang Yuan couldn't tell everyone the specific situation, so he explained it like that.

"Forensic doctors have to go on business trips too?" Aunt Thirteen, who sat in the small shop, asked loudly: "Is it someone from our county who died somewhere else?"

"It's not calculated like that either." Jiang Yuan replied, then pondered, thinking: Don't say it, Aunt Thirteen's words are actually somewhat accurate.

Sixth Aunt-Grandmother then said: "How many days has Jiang Yuan not been back? Been on a business trip for so long?"

Aunt-Grandmother was of the grandfather's generation. Jiang Yuan stood still and said: "It's been two weeks."

"Then you perform one autopsy a day, so more than a dozen people have died in these two weeks?" Sixth Aunt-Grandmother sighed: "No wonder you're so busy."

"There aren't that many dead people." Jiang Yuan laughed.

"Then why haven't you been home for so many days?" Sixth Aunt-Grandmother frowned.

Jiang Yuan's voice lowered a bit, saying: "It is indeed quite busy."

"You're a forensic doctor, aren't you busy performing autopsies?" Sixth Aunt-Grandmother continued to ask, and the people around nodded one after another.

Jiang Yuan was stunned and said: "It's not just performing autopsies."

"Your Seventeenth Uncle's body wasn't finished in one day? In ten-plus days, wouldn't you have to handle ten-plus bodies?" Sixth Aunt-Grandmother easily completed the logical loop, knocked on the door panel of the small shop, and revealed an expression of seeing through him.

The crowd gathered around Sixth Aunt-Grandmother, and one by one they started crazy reasoning:

"A couple rented my house a couple of days ago, it was agreed, but then they disappeared, and I can't get through on their phone, I don't know if they died."

"Don't say that, a few days ago I went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and an old lady's fruit was rotten, I went back to find her, but I couldn't find anyone, I don't know if she died."

"My husband went out to play cards yesterday and hasn't come back today, I don't know if he died."

Taking advantage of the lively chatter, Jiang Yuan continued to pedal his small electric scooter.

Looking at his home building from afar, it felt inexplicably intimate.