civil forensic

Chapter 637 Under the Flesh
Three in the morning.

Thousands of lights.

A little bit of starlight is above, and a spark is below. The newly built areas all over the factory seem to be brewing with great power, doing push-ups on the ground.

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

After the lime was dug open, the stink accumulated for many days burst out, even a forensic doctor would feel the stink, it's nothing more than a little more patience.The corpse was transported out just now, and several people came out to get some air.

The work has not been finished yet, so much lime is theoretically evidence, and the bricks have to be taken back. Testing is part of it, and a few pieces are also taken as evidence.

In addition, there were several walls built in the room. Qian Tongyi meant to pry them open to have a look.

Jiang Yuan didn't plan to go in for the time being, smoked a cigarette, Jiang Yuan took out his mobile phone, and while sending a message, he said: "I'm going to order a Cantonese-style morning tea, this place also has Chaoshan casserole porridge, inside The kind with various ingredients, quite fresh and delicious.”

Qian Tongyi frowned: "The casserole porridge in Chaoshan you mentioned, is it the one with a lot of internal organs?"

Several of the men who were smoking showed signs of retching.

Jiang Yuan sighed, and said: "There are also seafood, and there are other types. Everything can be casserole porridge. I don't understand it very well, but it probably looks like this..."

"It's fine if it's not offal. Pig brains are not good either, and pig brains can't stand it anymore." Liu Sheng waved his hand. He is a pure northerner, and he eats a simple meal.

Jiang Yuan agreed and asked, "How many people are you ordering?"

"Just the whole team, let's control the expenses, 30 yuan per person." Qian Tongyi said.

30 yuan is about the price of a super order plus a pot of tea. If an old man has a morning tea by himself, it will be no problem. A group of hungry wolf-like guys will definitely not be enough.

Jiang Yuan waved his hand: "Today's situation is special, brothers have worked hard, I treat you."

"This...isn't very good." Qian Tongyi was really embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "It's better to raise the expenses a little bit. It's still a public account. I'll reimburse you in your name later."

"Well, then I'll order first, and it's okay to ask Bureau Huang to ask Yu Zhi for reimbursement." Jiang Yuan said, and sent a message to the boss: "Extra order 50 servings of each item."

Of course there are not 50 people this time, but for Cantonese-style dim sum, just two or three of each, four or five is a lot, and if you double or triple the amount, you still can’t get enough.

Three hours after finishing the breakfast, Jiang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, took out another round of Chinese hair, and then returned to Shang Geyong's new house with the others, smelling of cigarettes.

Stinky, still stinky.

Fortunately, the scene was almost cleaned up. Jiang Yuan turned around to look at the crime scene, and soon fell into thinking.

The higher the level of crime scene investigation, the more information can be obtained, and many things can be seen in a rough house like this.

But on the other hand, there are more people who come to decorate, and there are many footprints left behind. The most troublesome thing is that in this kind of room, the decorators will always stand, squat, lie down, and ride on all kinds of strange things. In the corners and positions of the crime scene, the analysis of the crime scene is full of dust.

A little asking for trouble and a little fun.

When everything was finished and the police left one after another, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

There are elderly policemen who can't help but want to go home at this time. Even if there is free refreshment, the middle-aged and elderly people who have stayed up all night will not be blessed.On the other hand, the young police officers are all active and enthusiastic, as if I want to eat the poor police station.

Qian Tongyi is really afraid of being poor. As the saying goes, half a child, poor father, isn't it just such a group of cubs.

He purposely stood in front of Jiang Yuan, and said in a low voice, "Let's not order too expensive dishes."

"It's already ordered." Jiang Yuan explained: "There are so many of us, if we don't make a reservation in advance, there will be no food when we come."

"Oh yes..."

Fortunately, the teahouse is right in front of the criminal police detachment, so we don't waste any time. When we got there, the boss showed a more hospitable side, which made everyone's meal very pleasant.

Only Qian Tongyi was preoccupied with how to explain to Yu Zhi.

After the meal, Jiang Yuan went home and took a nap. In the afternoon, he returned to the police station and followed the forensic doctors from Changyang City Bureau to dispose of the corpse.

For the police, the current focus of handling the case has shifted to the investigation of the wall workers.

Nowadays, the police don't even know the person's real name, which is relatively rare in this era of all kinds of big data.Of course, it's not surprising that Sanhe masters were heavy participants in various cases.

The corpse treated with quicklime is another heavy-tasting experience.

As we all know, a very important task in forensic work is to sample and slice the internal organs of the corpse.If there is no internal organs, or the internal organs that have been placed for too long, there is no way to do it, but if there is a way...

Jiang Yuan didn't even know if he could successfully sample the viscera treated with quicklime, but he took it anyway.It just took a lot of time and effort.

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

If it is a normal internal organ, after such a treatment, there may be no usable tissue left, but if it is used for sampling, even if it has been rubbed with quicklime, there are still usable tissues.

Jiang Yuan used a lot of solvents to clean the quicklime, mainly various oils. He didn't wash it with water until the internal organs were almost clean, and then continued to wax the spread.

The waxing of internal organs is inherently difficult, and when spreading the slices, it will be broken if one is not careful.The internal organs that had been bullied by quicklime were even softer, that is, Jiang Yuan LV4's forensic pathology and LV4's forensic physical evidence combined to make it beautiful.

Among other things, a forensic doctor with this technology will open a central kitchen in the future, specializing in kung fu dishes such as big knife and waist slices, which is definitely at the level of cross-border crushing.

Especially the forensic physical evidence of LV4 is more helpful when dealing with internal organs.Jiang Yuan reckoned that he would have to have a half-step LV3 forensic physical evidence to deal with this level of internal organs clearly.To apply it on a large scale, I am afraid that the real LV3 forensic evidence will do.

Several cooperating forensic doctors felt that they had learned something.

Daily autopsy, especially the process of autopsy, is actually not difficult. The main problem is nausea and smell. It is rare to make further judgments based on this point.Slicing is a project with relatively high technical requirements, and it is time-consuming and energy-intensive.Many forensic doctors spend a lot of time under the microscope, which is also the reason.

For Jiang Yuan, dissecting the corpse itself was not difficult.

At this time, only part of the flesh and flesh remained in the corpse, but it was not pure bones. The troublesome part was the mummy-like flesh and flesh on the outside.Forensic doctors don't know much about this form of corpses, and they don't have much relevant data to support them. It is difficult to make effective judgments just by looking at them.

"Let's cook it." Jiang Yuan said, ready to examine the corpse, and then throw it into the pot.

The condition of Changyang Municipal Bureau is good, and there is a cooking pot like a Japanese bathtub.That is, a bathtub whose height is greater than its length and width.

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

Several forensic doctors were busy turning the machine on and adding water—the principle is actually similar to that of an ordinary kettle, with a built-in heating function at the bottom, but adding water is time-consuming.

While busy, Jiang Yuan put down the pelvis of the corpse, and said, "How old is Shang Geyong?"

An ungloved forensic doctor immediately pointed at the PAD and said, "It's about 40 years old, let me check...it seems to be 38 years old."

"The age is a bit wrong." Jiang Yuan looked at the pelvic bone that seemed to have been tanned, and directly removed a part of the residual meat on it, then looked at it and said: "At most 33 years old, it should be 32 years old, 33 years old . 5 years away."

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

Jiang Yuan said "hmm", then looked at the distorted corpse, and said, "The DNA has been sent for testing, right? Let's press the result. Let's put the corpse and measure the height and the length of the feet..."

The expressions of the people present became much more serious, and they quickly stepped forward to straighten the corpse as much as possible.

"The height is about the same. The feet should be a little short."

Jiang Yuan became suspicious, and looked more carefully, and soon after peeling off the skin and flesh of his legs with a knife, he found clues: "Shang Geyong is a skier, and his fibula has cracked. similar traces."

Without hesitation, Jiang Yuan took off his gloves and called Qian Tongyi: "The deceased is not Shang Geyong!"

(End of this chapter)