I make a living solving crimes.

The walls of self-built houses in rural areas are all made of loess. Those with better conditions have tiles on them, while poor families use thatch.

In the past, when we said a person was poor, we would say he had no roof over his head and no place to stand.

The truly poor don’t even have a roof over their heads.

The three houses that collapsed after the fire have become ruins, the carbonized beams have knocked down the earthen walls, and flying black ash is scattered everywhere.

Chang Wei walked carefully, avoiding a piece of black wood, and saw the wall that the county public security bureau regarded as evidence of murder.

Under the swept away black ash, a few black and red blood spots could be vaguely seen, appearing to be splattered.

Because the wall had collapsed, Chang Wei was unable to determine from height the exact location where the victim was injured.

As for the footprints...that's just overthinking.

Not to mention the house, the entire yard was a mess due to the trampling of people coming and going, and when the flying black ash settled, nothing was left.

"Where was the body found?" Chang Wei stood by the earth wall and looked around, asking Wang Cuiping who was accompanying him.

"Not here." She pointed to a place, "It's here. This is his kitchen and woodshed."

"After killing someone, they were moved there and burned?"

Wang Cuiping was about to say yes, but then she cautiously did not speak.

She had once worked in the enemy's spy agency with her husband, and through words and deeds, she knew the importance of being cautious in what she said and did.

It's not that she was afraid that Chang Wei would harm her, but she was afraid that she would make a blind judgment and cause Chang Wei to misunderstand.

When she first arrived in Tianjin, she made a lot of jokes.

Fortunately, her husband is a very meticulous person. He can always resolve the crisis invisibly and dig a hole for the enemy at the same time.

Chang Wei did not continue to ask. He just said it casually. Even if Wang Cuiping said yes, he needed to find something to prove it.

He walked around the house, thought for a moment and said, "The fire came from the woodshed, right?"

"Yes, the first place to catch fire was the woodshed." Wang Cuiping was sure of this.

The fire was discovered by several neighbors not long after it started, and the woodshed was burning.

Then everyone in the production team came with buckets of water to put out the fire.

No matter what the relationship is like, no one will stand by and watch the joke at this time.

Because if a gust of wind carries away the sparks, it won’t just be this household that will be burned.

So when you encounter danger outside, don’t shout for help, shout for fire.

"He lives alone?"

"Well, my wife ran away two years ago, and the child is at my grandfather's house."

"I'm going to the county to see the body."

"...Wait a moment, we will contact the county right away...Cadre Chang, it's too far from here to the county town, and the commune only has two donkeys."

Chang Wei didn't want to ride in a donkey cart in the cold winter, not to mention that there was Fan Tuaner, so he nodded and asked her to contact her.

Determining the cause of death is very necessary both from the perspective of investigating the case and for future conviction.

The Yi County Public Security Bureau was still confused when it received the call from the commune.

Because Chang Wei came from Mancheng and did not pass through the county town, they did not receive any notification from their superiors.

The call was made to the administrative office, which then reported to the provincial government. After going through many levels of transfer, the identity of the person was finally confirmed.

Not to mention the county public security bureau, even the provincial department was shocked. They replied and ordered active cooperation while rushing to Yi County overnight.

Chang Wei is at the division level and enjoys the treatment of a director-general, on the same level as the heads of provincial and departmental departments.

Moreover, he has a reputation as a ruthless member of the Dragon Group, and everyone is afraid of offending him and being bullied.

......

The mountain road was rugged and it was already ten o'clock in the evening when we waited for the county bureau to send a car to pick us up and then returned to the county.

After exchanging brief greetings with the leaders of the county party committee and county bureau, Chang Wei explained the reasons for intervening in the investigation of the case.

This is a case in Old Man Zhang’s hometown. The old man is very concerned about it, so he came to ask about the situation.

The reason I said this was because I didn't want to cause trouble for Wang Cuiping.

Whether he explained or not, people from the county party committee and county bureau didn't dare to object!

After handing the leaders over to Fan Tuaner, Chang Wei started to get down to business.

The autopsy in Yi County was conducted in an independent bungalow in the corner of the yard of the County Public Security Bureau. A dim light hung in front of the door, swaying in the wind, dragging the human figure with it, which invisibly aggravated the eerie feeling.

The forensic doctor who changed his profession from a coroner is now nearly 60 years old, with gray hair and a goatee.

He was waiting in front of the morgue, his hands folded in the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket, his waist slightly bent, with a flattering smile on his face.

When facing Chang Wei, he spoke tremblingly, and when he was led to see the corpse, he was trembling slightly when he walked.

Chang Wei said softly, "Master Wang, thank you for bothering me so late at night."

Lao Wang leaned forward to lead the way, saying repeatedly, "Of course, of course, Leader Chang is too polite."

Fear of officials.

This is the general mentality of the lower-class people, especially when they know that this young man Chang Wei is actually a high-ranking official comparable to the Commissioner of the Administrative Office, and is from the capital.

Seeing him like this, Chang Wei stopped chatting.

Sometimes leaders think they are friendly, but in fact they put a lot of pressure on people.

If you say something wrong, your leader may not care, but countless people will jump out and shout for your killing.

In the middle of the morgue, there was a corpse on a dissection table made of a whole wooden board.

After being burned by the fire, the body was a little charred.

The professional term is highly carbonized.

Visually speaking, a layer of black crispy shell is burned on the outside of the corpse.

Those who often burn corpses know that the charred corpse still has the aroma of barbecue, similar to roasting a whole lamb.

Back in the familiar place, Lao Wang finally gained some confidence and spoke more fluently. "When this man was pulled out of the rubble, both of his arms were missing below the elbows."

Chang Wei endured the aroma of barbecue and took a closer look.

It's not broken, it's burned out.

Because the forearms are small, they can be easily burned dry.

Some signs of breakage can also be seen in other places. They were caused during the moving process. They were burned too crispy and broke at the slightest touch.

"Where is the wound?"

"There are wounds on the head and chest." Lao Wang pointed to the location and said, "It was caused by a sharp weapon. The head was chopped and the chest was stabbed."

Chang Wei went to look again. Fortunately, he had amazing eyesight and could see two cracks on the black shell.

He turned around and glanced at Lao Wang.

This guy is really capable!

"Can you determine the cause of death?"

"...I need to open my chest."

"Can you drive?"

"......able."

Chang Wei became more interested in Old Wang.

Although he was old and a little timid, as soon as Chang Wei talked about the cause of death, he said that he wanted to perform a thoracotomy. It was obvious that he understood Chang Wei's meaning and was very confident.

The purpose of opening the chest is to check the condition of the lungs and to see whether the person was killed by a knife or by fire.

Coroners have never learned modern medicine. They learned their skills by following their masters, starting with moving corpses.

Being able to do it for decades is a real skill.

After explaining everything, Chang Wei came out of the morgue and saw Zhang Long guarding the door.

"The county party committee said they would like to treat you to a midnight snack, and they have specially prepared a roasted whole lamb."