I'm not a genius detective

Chapter 43 Tong Feng is in a terrible state
The branch's criminal investigation team is already on their way. Compared to last year's seafood restaurant murder case, it's estimated that even more people will come this time.

Some police officers at Wanglou Police Station were still recovering from the shock, unable to shake off the images of the rotting corpse and the swarms of flies in their minds.

Fortunately, it's only spring, and the temperature isn't too high yet. If it were summer, the decay would be more severe, and the smell would be even more pungent and unpleasant.

As for who died, how long they've been dead, and how they died, that depends on the results of the criminal investigation team's investigation. If the case is solved and not kept secret, it will be announced internally or even online.

At this moment, Tao Guowei and others were smoking outside the cordon, far away from the scene. Getting closer would be pointless, so why make themselves uncomfortable?

"The body was found in the middle of nowhere. Was it murder or suicide?" Tao Guowei asked, having nothing better to do.

This is a difficult question to answer; at present, we can only rely on personal guesses, and there is no guarantee of accuracy.

Zhu Yue said, "Hejun Toy Factory stopped production the year before last and went bankrupt last year. After it went bankrupt, it was abandoned and hardly anyone comes here."

After saying that, he turned to look at the two people who had called the police and continued, "Only thrill-seeking young people would be here. I really have to thank them, otherwise the body would have been discovered sometime later."

Tao Guowei took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Judging from the degree of decomposition, he hasn't been dead for very long. But winter has only just ended, so it's hard to say. The branch's forensic doctors are going to be busy this time."

Temperature is a classic challenge in forensic practice.

Low temperatures slow down the decomposition process of a corpse. In the current situation, if a person dies in winter and is only discovered in spring, the error in the forensic doctor's estimation of the time of death will be very large, possibly as large as one or two weeks, or even one month.

Moreover, it's a wild environment, which is even more complex.

Zhu Yue asked Han Ling, "Do you think it was murder?"

The other party has already been promoted to a regular position, and his performance over the past year has been commendable. He is now a qualified criminal investigation police officer.

Han Ling replied, "It's hard to say, but I didn't see any wounds on the surface of the body."

He didn't hide anything, and indeed no wounds were found, making it impossible to determine whether it was murder or suicide.

Zhu Yue nodded and said, "Let's wait for someone. Forensic doctors are much more professional than us."

Not long after, several police cars appeared in the distance and quickly arrived at the scene.

The team was led by Deputy Captain Ji Bowei. All four forensic doctors from the branch office were present, and more trace evidence examiners arrived from the trace evidence examination room, increasing the number of investigators to more than ten.

They must have transferred criminal police officers from other squads as well.

If a thorough search of the surrounding area is needed in the future, Wanglou Police Station will provide reinforcements; if that's not enough, other police stations will also be called upon.

"Director Tao," Ji Bowei greeted first.

Tao Guowei stepped forward and explained the situation to the other party, including the police report and the details of the scene.

Ji Bowei nodded, took control of the case, and sent two criminal police officers to further question the person who reported the crime, while the others gathered at the scene of the body.

The flies swarmed around again, and the three forensic doctors frowned, but remained relatively calm.

If a senior forensic pathologist can vomit when faced with a corpse, that's not good news. If that's your job, the embarrassment is no less than a criminal investigator choosing to run away when faced with a suspect.

Yang Rui's expression turned a little off, but fortunately she had experience, so she gritted her teeth and followed her master forward. This was a process she had to go through, overcoming both psychological and physical discomfort.

None of the four forensic doctors were wearing masks.

The specific odors emitted by a corpse can help in identifying clues, such as pesticides or alcohol, unless the corpse is poisonous or infectious.

Behind the forensic doctor, Ji Bowei and others followed closely. Looking at the horrifying corpse in front of them, they couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their noses.

A criminal police officer offered them masks, but Ji Bowei and the others waved them off, clearly demonstrating strong mental fortitude.

Tong Feng fared much worse. He only glanced at it before turning and running away. He ran far away and vomited desperately, questioning his very existence.

"Take care of him! Give him some water!" Deputy Squadron Leader Fang Zhou shouted as he turned around.

The colleague quickly went over.

Han Ling also arrived and gently patted Tong Feng on the back.

Tong Feng turned his head and saw Han Ling. He gasped for breath and asked, "Sharpshooter, you...you went to see it?"

Han Ling's name appeared on the branch office's bulletin board again; he now knew the other party's shooting test score.

I didn't notice the double full rings when I was in police academy.

Are you pretending to be weak to take advantage of others?

Han Ling nodded: "Mm."

Tong Feng was surprised: "You're acting like nothing happened after seeing that?" Han Ling said: "My physical reaction is a bit slow, so I just need to overcome my psychological discomfort."

These words made his colleagues in the squadron look at Han Ling a few more times. He was promoted ahead of schedule, received a third-class merit award, and was a sharpshooter. Now, he was so calm in the face of a corpse. He was simply born with the divine body of a criminal police officer.

I have to go to work at the branch office sooner or later; I can't stay at the police station forever.

"You're really something..." Tong Feng gagged for a while, then took the water his colleague handed him and gulped it down.

Seeing that Tong Feng was almost recovered, Han Ling pulled him away.

"Huh? What's up?"

"Go to the site for system desensitization again. Just do it a few more times. Relax, I'm very gentle."

Tong Feng's expression changed drastically: "No, no... I won't go! Han Ling, let me go... Brother Han!"

Along the way, criminal investigators from the Criminal Investigation Brigade looked over with strange expressions. They knew the two were classmates at the police academy and had a good relationship, but they didn't expect Han Ling to be so ruthless.

The method is effective, but it's generally not used; after all, Deputy Squadron Leader Fang Zhou wouldn't do it.

"Han Ling, you... Holy crap!"

Tong Feng came to the corpse again, his face turned pale, he turned and ran away again, continuing to vomit.

Han Ling went to take care of it, and then pulled it over.

"Brother Han! I didn't do anything to betray you... Ugh~"

Everyone: "..."

The leaders and colleagues at the police station were stunned.

Sun Yujie was lucky; after learning that the scene was a rotting corpse, he had been hiding in the back and stopped in his tracks when he noticed Tong Feng had broken down.

Seeing Tong Feng's miserable state, Han Ling looked at him with fear and quietly retreated to hide.

Actually, Sun Yujie was overthinking it. Han Ling didn't intend to pay any attention to him because their relationship wasn't that good.

Captains Ji Bowei, Hu Lihui, and Fang Zhou looked at each other, unsure of what to say, and did not stop them.

The leader's actions were suspected of "abusing" his subordinates, and Han Ling, as Tong Feng's friend, conveniently helped him.

"This guy is perfect for being a criminal investigator." The speaker was Hu Lihui, the squad leader.

Ji Bowei said, "Transfer him to the branch office this year... Let's handle the case first. Old Jiang, do you have a cell phone and ID card?"

Jiang Haichuan, Chief Forensic Doctor, Criminal Technology Squadron, Criminal Investigation Detachment, Gu'an District Public Security Bureau.

Jiang Haichuan answered while he was busy: "No."

Ji Bowei: "How did the person die?"

Jiang Haichuan was cutting the corpse's clothes: "We don't know yet. The clothes are intact, and we haven't found any open wounds yet. Let's wait and see."

Ji Bowei: "What's the time of death? Is that easy to handle?"

Jiang Haichuan shook his head: "It's difficult. It's just past winter. If they die for a month or two, theoretically they've experienced the same warming period, and their level of decay is very similar."

Neither morbid physiology nor entomology can provide an accurate assessment. Even if the body were transported back to the precinct for a full autopsy, the margin of error would be significant.

Ji Bowei: "Okay, I understand. You guys go ahead and get busy. Try to sort out your belongings as soon as possible."

What if a forensic doctor cannot accurately determine the time of death? The criminal police, of course, have their own methods.

The prerequisite is that we need to know who the deceased was.

Knowing the deceased's identity, the scope can be further narrowed down by interviewing people and investigating their online activity.

for example:

If the deceased saw her family on New Year's Eve, then she was still alive on New Year's Eve.

Continuing on, if she had a video chat with a friend on the Lantern Festival (January 15th of the lunar calendar), then she was still alive on the Lantern Festival.

"Fangzhou, go check the missing person report." Hu Lihui said after the forensic doctor measured his height.

Fangzhou: "Okay."

(End of this chapter)