civil forensic

Chapter 467
that day.The abbot and lay Buddhists all followed the policemen down the mountain.

Along the way, the abbot felt a little depressed, and when he was about to go down the mountain, he even unconsciously recited his surname: "Qiankou Wang Bacheng, Qiankou Wang Bacheng..."

Mu Zhiyang curiously asked what he was doing, and the abbot said, "I'm swearing."

"Who are you scolding?" Mu Zhiyang asked.

"On the surface, I'm scolding myself." The abbot rubbed the big beads and said, "Even if some netizens took the video, they can only say that I have a weird temper."

"Actually?"

"I just want to say a few more bastards!" The abbot rubbed the big beads quickly: "Bastards! They are all bastards..."

Mu Zhiyang looked at the shrewd head of the abbot: "Fortunately, your surname is Cheng..."

At this time, the abbot said very philosophically: "I am born to be useful. If you think about it carefully and open the characters carefully, you will always find a little surprise. If you read more books, you will find that there are plenty of curse words in Chinese. "

What could Mu Zhiyang say, he could only raise his thumb and said, "Reading is really useful."

"This is true. If Qian Guoqing, the benefactor of Qian, studied hard, there would not be such a big disturbance." The abbot shook his head helplessly: "It's all cause and effect."

Speaking of this, Mu Zhiyang became interested: "How to say it, tell me."

The abbot said: "If Benefactor Qian has studied at a university, he will have the status of a cadre at his age, so he can only retire at the age of 60. In this way, he will have no time to wander around. Most of his work will be in the office. When he gets old, he doesn't have the energy to go around talking about women, and in most cases, it should be because he has more energy than he wants..."

Mu Zhiyang looked at the abbot who was about 10 years older than himself, and said sincerely: "Sure enough, a monk must see clearly."

The abbot said "en", and said: "People like us who are often away from home, whether we are dating or marrying, we should think more about it and be more cautious."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mu Zhiyang also fully expressed his opinion.

……

Criminal Police Brigade.

Captain Han entered the door, drank a few sips of water, ordered a few people, and said: "You guys, give the abbot and pilgrims a detailed record of the interview."

There was a police officer who had just returned from climbing the mountain, and everyone who heard it was numb: "The records we made last night were not detailed enough?"

"This is a murder case, not a prostitution case. Have you asked all the questions you asked?" Captain Han said impatiently, "Ask all you should ask. In the back and forth, this case is mostly related to those in the temple. These shitty things are inseparable."

But whether it matters or not, I don't know.The detectives complained secretly, but there was nothing they could do.

It is troublesome to solve a murder case, and it is also very troublesome to do it.And everyone also knows that if you don’t make a record of the questioning now, it will be useless for you to refute the other person’s rhetoric later.

Lying to the police is a very stupid thing to do, with one exception, people who don't tell the truth.This kind of person can't tell the truth anyway, and most of them won't get a commutation of sentence. It just increases the workload of the investigators.

Of course, what is more annoying is the other kind, which is the gibberish of the witnesses, just like these lay pilgrims now.

No one thinks they are telling the truth, but which part is true and which part is false?Or maybe they just forgot about it.

Some of the criminal police who remained in the criminal police brigade did not realize the seriousness of the problem, and said with a smile: "Anyway, there is no rush, just take the transcript slowly."

The normal transcript is like this. Come according to working hours, and everyone is not in a hurry. It is time to rest and drink water. It is almost like chatting.

Especially in the face of less important witnesses, the camera is set up, and there is no need to think hard to find a breakthrough, just speak normally, and the main workload is to go back and transcribe the report or something.

However, the situation today is clearly different.

The content of the chat is different.

In the past, it was a conversation about life and destiny among the laughing audience of the police, but now, it is a conversation about fate for all living beings.

Looking at the kind and distorted expression of the 60-year-old lady, listening to their pain and cursing, several young police officers couldn't stand it any longer.

In the back, it's not that the police are looking for someone to chat with, but people are talking to the police.

Talk and talk, talk and talk... the day passed.

The next day, the few people who lived in the guest house of the Criminal Police Brigade did not need to be urged by the police comrades. Everyone came to the door automatically and continued to chat.

Jiang Yuan passed by during work hours, and seeing Captain Han's expression, he felt worse than when Bureau Huang was there.

To say the least, when Director Huang was around, Captain Han felt a definite pain, the exhausted pain of being bitten and bleeding too much.

However, after a few days of questioning and recording, Captain Han was already exhausted, and he was in pain from an injury.

Jiang Yuan couldn't take care of that much, just like going to work, he went to the criminal police team in the morning and went directly to his office to do the skull repair.

At noon, he didn't even go out to eat. He just ate the sauced bones, Buddha jumping over the wall, barbecue, pilaf, etc. that he brought at home, which could be eaten with a little heat.

There is a microwave oven in the office, turn on the time, a little dozen, it is a good meal.

Even if it is a relatively bland food like Buddha Tiaoqiang, each time you bring a little more soup, heat up a pot at a time, and then pour rice into it, it will be a good light meal.

In the evening, if he was hungry, he would cook some hot pot in the office, make some barbecue and so on.

The food delivery industry in Qu'an County is underdeveloped. The few stores that are willing to deliver food are all selling products similar to Wallace, and they are mainly small chain stores, and errands are not yet open.

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to leave the WeChat account of a delivery boy, asking him to bring and buy various food and water every day.

After getting familiar with Jiang Yuan's daily life, the takeaway boy was shocked, and has already started to consider taking the auxiliary police exam.

a few days later.

Host Cheng and the others returned to the small temple one after another.

The skull made by Jiang Yuan gradually took shape.

"Take a few pictures." Jiang Yuan directly drew out the pictures in his notebook, and then called the full-time criminal photographer of Qu'an County Bureau to come and pick them.

Skull restoration can be called an art, and its negative effect is that the restored faces are somewhat uneven.

Simply put, every step of skull restoration is not extremely precise.Generally speaking, choices are made within a certain range.

Theoretically, if there is a large gap between the selections in each step, the final faces will be very different.

However, the human eye or the human brain itself does not rely on precision. As long as the gap between the resulting portraits is not particularly large, the witnesses have a certain ability to distinguish.It is easier to identify people who are familiar with you.

It may be a little more difficult to use in face comparison or computer analysis, but compared with the artist's portrait, the accuracy of the photos obtained by cranioplasty is much higher.

Especially in China, most police stations do not have the equipment of painters. Of course, there are no skull restorers either.

The only criminal photographer who can get along with art is usually a quick trainee.

The one from Qu'an County obviously didn't go beyond the usual range.

He selected six maps in one go, and he obviously played with the idea of ​​miracles in large quantities, which shows that he has no self-confidence at all.

"This should be about the same. In other words, should you make your face whiter or yellower?" Those who engage in criminal photography usually shoot dead bodies, and their aesthetics of portraits gradually tend to be similar to that of forensic doctors.

"The color of the facial skin is difficult to judge, let's diversify it." Jiang Yuan shook his head secretly, also lost confidence in him, and chose 24 photos by himself.

In this way, 30 pictures with different... similar appearances, theoretically 30 people, actually look alike, like 30 brothers.

After importing these 30 photos into the background system, there is no need to wait for a long time, and the background will start to be full of people.

At this time, Captain Han and Liu Jinghui also ran up.

"Look what's there." Liu Jinghui sat behind Jiang Yuan, ready to help look at the photos.

The portrait system used in Qu'an County is similar to the fingerprint system, and it is also a model for candidates.By default, 20 avatars of candidates are spit out for people to choose.

But unlike the fingerprint system, people's recognition of faces is much higher.

Even a well-trained fingerprint expert has to read and compare the candidate fingerprints thrown out by the automatic fingerprint identification system one by one.

However, in the face of human faces, ordinary people can clearly tell whether the people in the two photos are the same person without training.

This makes the screening process very fast.

This is also the reason why the skull restoration technique is so useful, because what comes out is a human face, and everyone can easily compare it, even ordinary criminal policemen have the corresponding ability.

Dozens of photos were swiped in a short while, and soon, several people took a fancy to a photo at the same time.

"This person." Liu Jinghui pointed and said, "Look for this person's information!"

On the monitor, an old man with a straight nose and a bit of a literary temperament appeared. Looking at his identity information, he was also from Nanming, Vietnam.

Just looking at the address information, everyone became excited.

Captain Han took the mouse, clicked it a few times, and entered the password. Soon after, a red reminder of "missing" appeared on the screen.

This time, it was almost locked, Captain Han looked at the page carefully, and said: "This person did not leave DNA or fingerprints in the system, but the child left DNA... I will contact them!"

Mu Zhiyang was watching in a daze from behind, and when everyone was less busy, he asked Liu Jinghui in a low voice, "Liu Chu, did someone who died be completely irrelevant?"

"It's irrelevant, you have to ask to find out. But..." Liu Jinghui curled his lips and said, "Qian Guoqing is from Yuexing, and this one is also from Yuexing. If you say it's completely irrelevant, I don't believe it."

"Then...or love and hatred?" Mu Zhiyang felt a little uncomfortable.He didn't even have a girlfriend, and the old babies in the temple started to hate each other because of love, and even started killing people?Is everyone's progress too inconsistent?

Liu Jinghui didn't answer, but said, "The motive is hard to say, but who do you think killed it?"

Although the instance where the old babies of the independent small temple killed each other failed to open smoothly, Liu Jinghui still had other expectations.

Mu Zhiyang shook his head blankly: "They slept with each other, who knows who will kill someone."

Jiang Yuan reminded: "The place of death is also quite special, deep in the road, not many people know about it, but..."

"But what?" Captain Han asked immediately.

"If it's for the purpose of killing, you should search the surrounding places carefully. The crime scene is not far from the road. As long as you are willing to walk a few more steps, it is a good place to kill people..." Jiang Yuan grew up at the foot of Sining Mountain. Big, still understand some things.

Mu Zhiyang's eyes widened again: "I can't, I'm already so old..."

"Don't underestimate the elderly!" Liu Jinghui snorted, and said, "It's just because they can keep taking notes for three or four days, and the content of the chat is so in-depth..."

"Stop talking, there is a picture!" Mu Zhiyang felt painful.

(End of this chapter)