novice forensic medicine

Chapter 227 What Are You Saying About Me?

Da Zhao hurriedly smiled all over his face.

"No, I'm just surprised that there is any problem, but according to Zhou Xiaozhou's deduction, the person died for about a month, even if there is no family member, did the unit not contact me? I don't know if she is missing?"

"Okay, send the information to Xu Da, and we will start to dissect it. Leaders should go to the laboratory and wait for a while. You can let Zhao Hen examine it, and then I will show you the real case of our software application before."

Liu Yongxin took a look, and Zhou Ning smiled and walked to Director Liu's side.

"My apprentice is doing the autopsy first, and we won't be here to smell it anymore. The identity of the deceased has been identified. Let's wait for the news from the criminal police detachment and check whether the information searched by the software here is accurate."

Having said that, several people's eyes lit up.

After all, they were no strangers to dissecting, so they followed Liu Yongxin and Dr. Lu directly upstairs, and the huge No. [-] dissecting room fell silent instantly.

Zhu Xingxing let out a breath and fanned the wind vigorously.

"Sun Gaotie, turn up the ventilation system a little bit. These people finally left. It made me more nervous than the exam. My gloves are full of sweat. The team leader waits for me to change my gloves before we start working again."

Sun Gaotie left in response, and Da Zhao clicked his tongue.

"Tsk, promising! Hurry up and stop wasting, help Zhou Xiaozhou as an assistant, and start dissecting."

Yang Xuetong also recognized it very much, and carefully checked the clothes of the deceased on a table next to him, took photos and checked them, and put them into evidence bags, which will be submitted for inspection later.

Da Zhao walked directly to the anatomy table, held up the camera, and looked at the silent Zhou Ning.

"Zhou Xiaozhou, do you need me to introduce the recording, or Zhu Xingxing?"

Zhu Xingxing, who was being called, waved his hands nervously.

"No, I can't tell."

Zhou Ning glanced at Da Zhao, but he didn't see any teasing eyes on his face. Zhou Ning knew that he wanted to give Zhu Xing Xing a chance to practice, so he had no objection to this, so he nodded slightly.

"Come on Zhu Xingxing, think about it and press the record button."

Zhu Xingxing was so nervous that he looked at Da Zhao in a panic, but Da Zhao helped her straighten it out seriously.

The location where the body was found, the person who called the police, the information of the police station, the situation at the scene, the age and identity of the deceased, and other information.

After such a stroke, Zhu Xingxing was no longer nervous, and he pressed the record button to start the introduction. After saying the last word, Zhou Ning began to use a probe to confirm the depth of each wound, and Zhu Xingxing came over to measure the width of the incision.

Zhou Ning looked up at this time and looked at Zhao Xinli.

"Did someone send a silicone solution that can be used to pour the wound film before, get me some, and I will make a poured film for the wound."

Da Zhao went out quickly, and after a while brought back a tray with several bottles and cans on it. Da Zhao fiddled with it for a while, and prepared a beaker of silicone liquid. According to Zhou Ning's instructions, wounds on the chest, abdomen and thighs of the deceased Pour the silicone liquid into the position.

"Okay, the injection of glue has been completed, but now we need to blow hot air towards the wound, heating can speed up the solidification, otherwise the dissection is completed, and it has not solidified here."

Yang Xuetong had finished delivering the clothes for inspection, so he and Sun Gaotie came over together. The two stood opposite Zhou Ning, each with a hair dryer, and started to blow air towards those two places. However, this action made the smell of the room rise a bit.

Zhou Ning had already completed the autopsy at this time, and with the help of Zhu Xingxing, he put down the legs of the deceased, threw duckbill pliers to Zhu Xingxing, and threw a sampling bottle to Da Zhao.

"Mark it, take samples from the vagina of the deceased, and start the autopsy."

No nonsense, Zhou Ning held up the scalpel and began to dissect the corpse. From the neck to the lower abdomen, various organs, as well as the digestive system, carefully inspected and sampled to check the degree of injury of the stab wound. The autopsy passed by every minute and every second. When the two stopped blowing, Zhou Ning also completed the autopsy.

Zhu Xingxing took over and began to sew up the deceased's anatomical wound on the chest and abdomen, but did not deal with anything else.

On the other hand, Da Zhao carefully pulled out the two silicone molds. Although they were a little soft, they were well preserved in shape, and Da Zhao couldn't help being a little excited.

"It's done, why does this form look like a dagger?"

As he exclaimed, several people looked over. Sure enough, the shape of the mold was a bit special. There was a triangular point in front of the knife. The back of the knife was wide, and the blade was sharp and curved. Has penetrated, leaving two marks on the epidermis.

Da Zhao took a closer look, and then called Zhou Ning to stop.

"Zhou Xiaozhou, look here, is it the indentation caused by the gauntlet of the dagger?"

Zhou Ning glanced at it and nodded slightly.

"The edge of the gauntlet of the dagger is semi-curved. Swab samples are taken from top to bottom to see if the murderer's DNA remains."

Speaking of this, Zhou Ning sighed slightly. In fact, just now, he had carefully observed that the ends of the dead man's hair were still in a ball, and the top was loose. This shape shows that the dead man's hair was grabbed by someone and pulled hard. , to control the actions of the dead.

That part had been cut off and sent for inspection, but Zhou Ning felt that the murderer's physical strength and height were stronger than ordinary people, and he could lift the dead by holding the dead's hair tightly.

Of course, this kind of action shows that the murderer is very familiar with killing people, so that the deceased cannot touch him, so it is difficult to leave any traces. As for the hair bun, a glove can solve it here.

After stabilizing his mind, Zhou Ning said quickly:
"According to the autopsy, the deceased was stabbed in one place in the neck and the carotid artery ruptured. This was a fatal injury. Six stab wounds in the chest and abdomen, one knife pierced the left lung lobe, one knife pierced the liver, and the remaining four knife stabs were all overlapped. The intestinal tract of the deceased was pierced by agitation, and the entrance of the wound looked like a knife edge.

The neck stab wound was accompanied by a subcutaneous hematoma on the top of the skull. Obviously, the murderer grabbed the dead man's hair and pulled it hard to cause the hematoma, and then cut the neck. However, the dead man resisted with all his might, and that's how the resistance injuries to his arms and fingers came about.

There was a stab wound at the base of the deceased's thigh, below the groin, avoiding the femur, pierced directly, and pierced into the ground. According to the analysis of the piercing shape, all the stab wounds were done by the same dagger. Judging from the direction of the piercing, the murderer was on the left. Handy.

The face of the deceased was hit by bricks and stones three to four times, the facial bones were broken into 112 pieces, and there was a pair of bruises on the back of the pillow. The cause of death of the deceased was excessive blood loss. When holding a dagger, avoid it deliberately and push the dead down. "

After saying this, Zhou Ning nodded towards Da Zhao, the video was turned off, the worry on Zhou Ning's face did not dissipate, Sun Gaotie hurried to submit for examination, Zhu Xingxing ordered someone to carry the body, Yang Xuetong went to clean the dissection table and began to ventilate.

Only Da Zhao took off his gloves and moved to Zhou Ning's side.

"What's the matter, Zhou Xiaozhou?"

Zhou Ning raised his eyes and looked at Da Zhao.

"I think the murderer is very special. Every knife is steady and ruthless. The four stabs in the abdomen are to grab the dead, stab in and pull out a part, and then stab again. Repeat this four times, facing the dead head-on, quite cold-blooded .

As for the wound on the neck of the deceased, it is even more strange here. It stabbed into the left side of the neck of the deceased, and when the dagger was pulled out, it quickly jumped to the right side of the deceased to avoid the splash of blood. Look at the roof and the wall at the scene Splatter marks.

In a normal murder scene, there will be some blood splattered blank spaces. These positions can be used to judge the position and height of the deceased, but in this scene, there is no such trace at all, not even found in the first scene. What a useful footprint. "

Da Zhao's face became a little more serious, and he kept nodding.

"It's true. The footprints at the scene are easy to distinguish. Excluding the four footprints that entered the scene, even the footprints of the deceased were not found. I think the murderer cleaned the scene, or spread something on the ground before the murder. Otherwise, the blood footprints are still there. can stay."

Zhou Ning was a little surprised. He didn't expect Da Zhao to think of this level, but he also judged so.

"Yes, after the deceased fell to the ground, the murderer cleaned up the attachments on the ground, and stabbed into the thigh of the deceased with the last knife. The person had been killed. This knife was just to vent his anger, and the murderer looked very professional."

Big Zhao trembled.

"You mean, the murderer is a professional killer?"

Zhou Ning shook his head. He didn't know this, but the murderer was very proficient in manipulating the knife, and the way of killing was quite professional, as if he often did this thing, maybe a special soldier?bodyguard?
"I can't figure it out. Leave these questions to Xu Da to worry about. Our autopsy and inspection have been completed. Let's wait for the results. I'll go upstairs to have a look. After all, it's time."

Da Zhao glanced at the watch on the wall, and sure enough, it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon. He didn't expect their autopsy to take such a long time, and suddenly there was a convulsion in his stomach.

"My God, it's no wonder my stomach feels uncomfortable. It's all over here. Hurry up and change clothes. I want to cook, but the cook forgot to cook. I'm too motivated to work."

Zhou Ning: .
After washing up, Zhou Ning changed into a set of clothes, and it seemed that he could still smell some vague smells at the end of his nose.

With a dark face, Da Zhao followed Zhou Ning back to the office. Several boxed lunches were placed on the table. Da Zhao's eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed towards the boxed lunches. , carrying a box back to his place, and started cooking crazily.

Zhou Ning stood in front of the whiteboard and wrote out the results of his autopsy.

Zhu Xingxing took a look and couldn't help asking:
"Boss, don't you want to eat?"

Da Zhao's mouth was full, and he waved his hand at Zhu Xingxing.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and eat, someone will come to urge you in a while, you can't tell it, and you don't know what you are thinking every day, Xu Da is the master who wants to be a father on the second day of marriage today, and he is very anxious .”

At the same time, the door of the office was pushed open, and a burst of cool air came in.

"What do you say to me?"

Da Zhao shrank his neck in fright, quickly smiled hippiely, and approached with a boxed lunch in his arms.

"What can I say about you, let's just say that Xu Da has been busy until now, and he probably hasn't eaten yet. See how much Sun Gaotie knows how to hurt people. He even ordered two extra lunches. Sit down and eat first. Zhou Xiaozhou is sorting out the findings of the autopsy. , let's keep our voice down so as not to disturb his train of thought."

Xu Dayuan glanced at Da Zhao, seeing that there was no guilty expression on his face, he hummed twice, and took the lunch box.

But after thinking about it, I still put it on the table, wash my hands and face first, and then come back, open the lunch box and start cooking. The speed of eating is comparable to that of Da Zhao. It seems that I am very hungry.

Da Zhao took a look, and hurried towards his boxed lunch. After eating three or two bites, he picked up another box and took a bite of each dish. Then he seemed to react and looked at Xu Dayuan suspiciously.

"What's the matter, leader, don't you have enough to eat, or should I give you some?"

(End of this chapter)