Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 547 Shock
To minimize unnecessary contact with the public, the Public Security Bureau set up the autopsy room in a small courtyard on the west side of the funeral home. Next to the autopsy room is a small office, which is usually used by the criminal investigation team for temporary work or meetings.

Stepping out of the office, across a narrow path paved with gravel, lies the morgue, a stand-alone brick building that serves as the funeral home.

According to Julie, the staff at the funeral home privately refer to this path as the "Road to the Underworld".

Perhaps it's due to feng shui, or perhaps it's an unfortunate architectural layout, but no matter whether you're carrying those corpses covered in white sheets from the dissection room on the west side or the main building on the east side, every step you take brings a chilling aura that makes your skin crawl.

It was past two in the morning, and the morgue standing alone on the side of the road to the underworld looked particularly eerie. Chen Shu couldn't help but shiver as he walked along the windy path.

Because the streetlights along the path were always on, their dim yellow light shone directly onto the glass windows of the morgue. The rows of square refrigerated cabinets with the names of the deceased pasted on their doors, under the direct yellow light, gave people an eerie feeling that something might crawl out from inside.

The bodies of some long-unsolved murders are kept indefinitely here in cold storage, and generators are on standby even during power outages.

Chen Shu turned on the lights in the morgue and called Xiao Ming to prepare to transport the headless male corpse to the autopsy room across the street. In their haste, neither of them remembered to put on gloves.

As soon as the body was taken out of the freezer, Chen Shu appeared normal, but Xiao Ming's body froze instantly.

His face visibly turned pale.

The feel of a floating corpse is completely different from that of a normal dead person. In a normal corpse, some muscles are elastic, while others are not elastic but still maintain the firmness that muscle tissue should have. However, the feel of a floating corpse is completely loose; it feels like a puddle of mud when you hold it, without any elasticity.

Xiao Ming looked down and saw that the yellowish bits of fat and muscle, which had been soaking for several days, were being squeezed out between his fingers without restraint. In that instant, his mind went blank, as if all the sensation in his body was concentrated in the nerve endings of his hands. His hands were covered in sticky bits of meat, and goosebumps rose all over his body. He stood there, holding the corpse, dumbfounded.

Chen Shu urged him a few times before he finally reacted.

At Xiaoming's insistence, the two put the body back in the freezer, put on white dissection gowns and two layers of latex gloves, and then moved the body back onto the dissection table.

Afterwards, Xiaoming ran straight to the bathroom without looking back.

Chen Shu, however, didn't seem to care at all, and without wasting a moment, pulled a cold scalpel from under the bed.

He didn't know how to dissect, but he always felt more at ease when he had something in his hands, so that his thoughts could flow smoothly.

This feeling is similar to the habit of twirling a pen while reading or doing exercises.

According to Julie's previous report, based on the marks on the cervical vertebrae, the tool used by the suspect to decapitate the victim was an axe with a curved blade, which was quite sharp and was a common logging axe available on the market.

The suspect's actions—dumping the body in the river after the murder, removing his jacket and inner shirt (which could reveal his profession), and dismembering the body—clearly indicate that the crime was committed by someone he knew. The real concern is that the police, after discovering the body, could find clues from the victim's facial features or occupation and trace the crime back to its source.

The main concern is the fear of being investigated retroactively.

The smooth, vertical wound on the left chest suggests that the victim was lying supine on the bed before death, while the seven stabs to the heart further indicate the immense resentment the suspect harbored towards the victim.

Based on the knife wound, there were no textile fragments brought in by the knife tip deep inside, indicating that the upper body must have been naked. At the same time, the wound was vertical and smooth, and the presence of three lumps in the blood sample confirmed that the deceased was in a deep coma before death.

That is, being stabbed to death while lying naked on the bed, completely unaware of what was happening.

捅死
Chen Shu had a sudden inspiration and beckoned to Xiao Ming, who had just returned from washing his hands, even though the other looked constipated.

The two of them worked together to turn the male corpse over so that it was lying face down on the bed.

"Just as I thought!" Chen Shu murmured, touching the back of the corpse's left chest area.

Ren Guoqing's eyebrows twitched, knowing that Chen Shu had found a clue. He quickly walked forward and looked in the direction Chen Shu was looking.

On the back of the body, on the left side of the chest, there were three or four faint, penetrating wounds, which should be traces left by the tip of the knife when the suspect stabbed the body.

"Oh, I see. But doesn't this situation further refute the possibility that the suspect is a woman?" Ren Guoqing asked himself, stroking his chin.

Xiao Ming was itching to ask, but glancing at Li Meng and Wen Zhao standing to the side with indifferent expressions, he dared not ask.

He moved closer to Julie and whispered, "Director, have you discovered anything?"

Julie nodded slightly, her bright, beautiful eyes fixed on Chen Shu, and said softly:
"The strength required to create such a penetrating wound is generally not something a woman could possess, so they concluded that the murderer was male. Furthermore, the previous reasoning, including the bed, undressing, sexual activity, and intoxication, all pointed to the presence of sexual activity at the scene."

Xiao Ming raised his right fist and slapped it onto his left palm, suddenly realizing what was happening. Then he frowned and said, "I see. But there's no trace of sex in the deceased's urethra! Oh dear, what should we do?"

Julie, brimming with confidence and her eyes fixed on him, said, "Shh, be quiet. He should have found the answer."

Chen Shu took a deep breath, and slid his right index and middle fingers down the corpse's spine to its XX, XXXXXXXXXXXXXX.

After a moment, he pulled XXX out of XXXX, held it in the air and examined it for a while, then solemnly said: "I don't know if it's because it's been soaked in water for too long, but the *** of the corpse is very loose, but I did think of something interesting."

"Based on our previous speculation, the deceased engaged in XX behavior before death, so why can't it be XXXX? I think XXXX is very likely."

"This is way too extreme! The deceased was 60 years old, how could anyone have stomached such a thing?"

"No, then it's even more certain to be an act of revenge! And the reason for this revenge must involve illegal activities."

"Considering the deceased's identity as a police officer, I suggest we investigate his early case-handling experience to see if he was involved in any related cases."

Ren Guoqing suddenly realized what was happening and immediately instructed Li Meng to use this as a basis to investigate the case and the people involved.

After everyone finished discussing, Julie raised a question about the autopsy: "If a body is soaked in water for a long time, won't the internal organs be washed away?"

Chen Shu recalled his early experiences at the police station. Back then, worried about the risk of contracting HIV while on duty, he had privately researched a lot of information about XX disease. He said in a deep voice, "Since the body was dumped in the river half a night ago, XX is very likely to be washed away by the river, but XXXXXXXX."

Everyone exchanged glances, all with expressions of sudden realization.

Chen Shu added, "We still need to look for the necessary extracts in the body. If we find any, we can find the suspect through DNA in one step."

Julie nodded: "I will conduct another autopsy on the deceased in accordance with the forensic examination regulations for female corpses."

According to regulations, for female corpses with questionable circumstances, in addition to routine XX and XX examinations,
They will also collect XX swabs, XX swabs, XX swabs and oral swabs, all of which are mandatory tests.

Xiao Ming clicked his tongue in disbelief: "Shh, I never thought that male corpses would be given such a full set of equipment now."

"You don't understand, this is called keeping up with the times."

Chen Shu then turned his gaze to Zhu Li and said solemnly, "Forensic Doctor Zhu, we originally thought the deceased was killed while unconscious, but now that we've discovered there was sexual assault, we need to take a sample of the deceased's fingernails. If it was rape, the deceased couldn't have been without resistance!"

"There's nothing between your fingers; I've already checked those."

Julie's expression froze for a moment, then her face flushed bright red, the blush spreading all the way to her ears.

"Then let's focus our attention on the deceased's XX; there's a good chance we'll find what we're looking for there." Under Chen Shu's serious gaze, Julie, blushing, could only lower her head and hurriedly agree.

Soon, Chen Shu's suspicions were confirmed by the facts.

The evidence has emerged.

early morning.

"Xiaoming, are you really not going to drink?" Chen Shu handed the still-steaming milk and meat buns to Xiaoming for a final confirmation.

"Gudong."

Xiao Ming's Adam's apple bobbed rapidly. He glanced at the closed dissection room behind him and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Master Chen, please enjoy."

Chen Shu chuckled and tossed the bag of breakfast to Wen Zhao, who was standing to the side: "Xiao Ming, you're a criminal investigator, how come you're so weak?"

Detective Wen Zhao licked his lips, took out a meat bun, and bit into it, munching away. Drops of broth from the meat dripped from his lips. Then he sucked hard on the milk, and the white liquid flowed into his mouth through the transparent straw.

"Excuse me, I'll go buy some breakfast for the director first."

This situation instantly exceeded Xiaoming's tolerance limit. He completely forgot that Chen Shu had brought a lot of breakfast and turned around to run away from the funeral home.

"Ha ha!"

"Ha ha!"

Chen Shu and Wen Zhao exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

After a night of collaboration—or rather, Chen Shu's hat trick, his solo performance—he earned the respect of Wen Zhao, the detective in charge of the Major Crimes Unit of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

Why do criminal investigators naturally hold a contemptuous attitude towards other police departments?

In their eyes, a police officer who has not been involved in criminal investigation is not a police officer, and a police officer who has not solved major cases is even less trustworthy.

They are both proud and simple.

If it helps solve the case, then we're brothers.

Wen Zhao swallowed the bun in his mouth and said sincerely, "Brother Chen, I have offended you in the past. Please forgive me."

Two years ago, Li Meng secretly spread rumors in the brigade that a local police officer with no criminal investigation experience was going to be promoted to the criminal investigation brigade as the captain of the major crime squad, which disheartened Wen Zhao, who was wholeheartedly devoted to his career.

It was he who led the police officers in the team to oppose Chen Shu's sudden arrival.

However, Chen Shu was unaware of this matter and thought it was because Wen Zhao had been disrespectful to him by Li Meng during this period.

Chen Shu patted Wen Zhao's left arm and laughed, "We're all brothers, you're too kind. By the way, where's Li Meng?"

Wen Zhao scratched his head, feeling ashamed of his boss's abrupt departure: "After obtaining the suspect's DNA, he found an excuse to leave."

"This kid is still so thin-skinned."

Chen Shu smiled and shook his head, then turned and walked towards his office: "Come on, there are still many things waiting for us to do."

"Yes!"

Wen Zhao couldn't help but stand at attention and answer, then jogged after Chen Shu.

As dawn broke over the eastern horizon, the morning sun slowly rose.

(End of this chapter)