novice forensic medicine

Chapter 51 Dr. Shen

Zhou Ning was stunned by such an abrupt sentence.

The brain circuit is clear enough, oh, when someone dies, grab the hospital's back first, and don't ask what's going on?

There are so many policemen here, what kind of trouble is this?
Want compensation?
Xu Dayuan's expression darkened.

"Are you Zhang Jiahui's father?"

The man was taken aback, the crying stopped abruptly, and he nodded in confusion.

"Yes, I am Zhang Jiahui's father."

"Okay, let me ask you a few questions first. When did Zhang Jiahui leave home? Have you been in touch with you in the past few days? Or does she live there?"

Zhang Jiahui's father showed a little embarrassment on his face, and wiped his face. Seeing the policeman's attitude, he didn't dare to make a mistake.

"This child lives by herself and rents a house next to the Eighth Hospital. My wife knows exactly where it is. I have never been there. I usually go home for two days in half a month or a month. She is busy with work and always works overtime. Tired of yelling all the time, I thought I thought."

He didn't dare to say the next words, but Xu Dayuan continued to ask:

"The deceased was found on the east side of the Baima River Reservoir. He had tires tied to his body and suffered traumatic head injuries. According to our preliminary analysis, he was killed six days ago. So let me recall, when was the last time I contacted Zhang Jiahui? Does she have a boyfriend?" , or are there any enemies?"

Zhang Jiahui's father was in a daze, his expression changed, he kept pulling his fingers, he was nervous, and he was trying to hide something.

Zhou Ning was a little surprised. Usually, when a daughter dies, doesn't she tell everything she knows right away?

"I don't know much about this. She has always been in touch with her mother. The last time she came home seemed to be New Year's Day, but she said that someone in the department was on maternity leave and would be very busy until the Spring Festival. She will not go home for the time being. As for her boyfriend It seems there is."

With this series of uncertain answers, Zhou Ning didn't talk nonsense, and handed over the autopsy consent form. Of course Xu Dayuan understood what it meant, and raised his chin directly in the direction of Zhang Jiahui's father.

"The deceased had head trauma and tires were tied to his body. We can conduct an autopsy directly, but because the identity is unknown, we checked it. I also want you to confirm the identity of the deceased. If you confirm it is correct, you can sign it."

The man didn't talk nonsense, so he quickly signed the consent form.

At this time, the door of the dissecting room was opened again, and the crying woman walked in. She seemed to be more emotionally stable now, and the taste of Suxiao Jiuxin Pill was very pleasant.

The woman rushed to the dissecting table, dragged the man aside, and faced Xu Dayuan herself.

"You want to find the murderer. If you have anything to ask, you can ask me. I heard part of it outside just now. You can investigate it anyway. We understand. As for the child, I know that he is a waste."

Several people glanced at Zhang Jiahui's father for a moment. The man didn't feel embarrassed at all, but just took a step back. The woman rummaged through her pocket for a long time and took out a separate key.

"This is the key to my daughter's rented house. It's in Building No. [-], Shuiqing Residence, on the north side of the Eighth Courtyard. There are quite a few men chasing us, Jiahui. I know it's probably because of this, but I don't know what it's called. , I remember Dr. Shen, who seems to belong to this hospital."

Xu Dayuan, Zhou Ning and the others looked directly at the director of the nursing department. Chen Xiaohong thought for a moment, then raised her head in a daze, but following this movement, she subconsciously glanced at the person in the hospital office.

"There is a doctor surnamed Shen in the anesthesiology department in the whole hospital. That person is called Shen Guanlin, but is there a mistake? Doctor Shen is the director of the anesthesiology department. He is 58 this year. I'm afraid he is a few years older than Zhang Jiahui's father, right?

I don't know about their personal relationship here, and it's inconvenient to speculate. After all, it's a private life. I don't know if Director Zeng knows about it? "

Chen Xiaohong's words were very tactful. In front of the deceased's parents, at least she couldn't accuse the deceased of anything, but Zhou Ning understood that this was the old Zeng who Xu Da knew.

Sure enough, the old Zeng lowered his eyes slightly, and when he raised his head, there was no expression on his face.

"We don't know about the time outside of work, and we have no right to interfere. If necessary, we can contact Shen Guanlin to assist in the investigation."

Xu Dayuan nodded.

"Very good, then contact him. Lao Zeng found us several offices, preferably far away from your office area. I want to find out the situation here. As for this place, it cannot affect the forensic anatomy."

Old Zeng pointed to the right.

"That's no problem. Go directly to the police office at the south gate. The seven or eight offices behind the police office have just been emptied for renovation and will be used as fever clinics later."

Naturally, Xu Dayuan was not dissatisfied with this arrangement, he waved his hand towards the door, signaling everyone to go out, and then looked at Chen Xiaohong, the director of the nursing department is a smart one.

"Director Chen, please inform the people in the operating room to go to the police room in batches. Remember not to whisper. Even if you have accepted the conversation, you must not disclose it before the case is announced. As for Dr. Shen, let Lao Zeng go to inform how ?”

The two nodded. Except for Zhao Xinli, they all followed along. The huge dissecting room suddenly fell silent. Zhao Xinli had been watching the excitement, but now the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at it bitterly. To Zhou Ning.

"Do you still need me to help you?"

Zhou Ning glanced at it.

"If you don't want to be scolded, hurry up and come over with your camera. As usual, you help me take pictures and record them."

Zhao Xinli refused in his heart, but his body was still honest. He walked to the opposite of Zhou Ning with the camera in his arms. Seeing that Zhou Ning had removed the deceased's clothes, he honestly followed the direction of Zhou Ning's finger and began to take pictures.

Zhou Ning shaved the trauma to the head of the deceased, took samples, and then carefully inspected all parts of the body under the clothes. The deceased had slight abrasions on the brow bone and nose, and the life reaction was obvious. Injured but little bleeding.

Opening the mouth of the deceased, one could see foamy pale pink drowning liquid in the throat. Zhou Ning paused with his hands. The deceased was drowned, and she was still alive when she was thrown into the reservoir.

As for these drowning liquids and foams, a large amount of protein liquid is formed under the action of respiration. As for the pale pink color, it is due to the rupture of capillaries. Of course, the deceased was quickly frozen after falling into the water, so that these evidences can be completely preserved.

Zhou Ning took a part of the foam sample, and at this moment found that there was a hair remaining next to the last molar on the lower right of the deceased, and there was also a hair in the gap between the canines. The hairs were all black and spiral. Zhou Ning couldn't judge for a while .

"what?"

Zhou Ning paused subconsciously, Zhao Xinli hurriedly brought the camera over, clicked, he also saw these two hairs, and as Zhou Ning took them out with tweezers, Zhao Xinli shook his head and said aside.

"I'll go, the little nurse is playing so flamboyantly now, is this playing poker with a man's mouth?"

Zhou Ning glanced at Zhao Xinli, Zhao Xinli raised his eyebrows twice, with a smirk on his face.

"Don't look at me like that, brother will give you two seed files some other day, let you learn too, don't know how to use a knife all day long, or study those tire marks and software, this age is a turbulent age, you lived Like a monk, this is not possible, the Buddha said that when it is full, it overflows."

Zhou Ning glared at him and raised his chin in the direction of the recording pen.

"The recorder is on. You continue to talk. I can tell you that the province has set the text. Starting from March [-]st, all autopsies need to be videotaped. Our city has implemented a trial run of full-process recording since January [-]st. .”

Zhao Xinli petrified in place, pointing at the recording pen with a dazed expression on his face, staring at Zhou Ning you for a long time without saying a word.

After Zhou Ning checked the mouth of the deceased, he pressed the recording pen, introduced the situation of the deceased and then started the autopsy. Zhao Xinli was obviously relieved, but he was honest now.

After cutting open the chest and abdomen, Zhou Ning's first step was to check the trachea and lungs of the deceased. There was still a lot of drowning and foam in the trachea.

There was some chyme in the stomach of the deceased, and it was hardly digested, which made Zhou Ning a little excited.

To distinguish, there are carrots, celery, fungus, broccoli, kelp, tofu, and shrimp. This is a very hearty meal, but except for the shrimp, they are all vegetarian, and there is no fat at all.

The deceased's pelvis was then dissected, and the size of the deceased's uterus was normal.

Finally, when they reached the shade, Zhou Ning put the dead man in position, adjusted the lights, and then looked down at the shade.

With just such a glance, Zhou Ning paused, Zhao Xinli didn't dare to talk this time, but followed him.

"What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)