Department of Psychology Forensic

Chapter 41 Figure base
With the sound of the engine roaring, Cui Jun drove the car towards the direction of the Municipal Bureau, while Zhou Zheng was sitting in the passenger seat, still thinking about what he said just now.

Li Yanyan is missing!

Does this matter have anything to do with the case?

So far, he hasn't found any relevant places, but he can't say why, and he always has an inexplicable ominous feeling in his heart.

"Is it because I have been a forensic doctor?"

Zhou Zheng was thinking silently in his heart. The scenery of the city under the night sky was constantly flashing in front of the windshield. There were not many cars on the road at this time.

What are the people in these cars thinking?

Maybe it's their work and life
No matter what he was thinking, he could be sure that it would not be a murder case.

The vast majority of people have never been exposed to murder cases in their entire lives, but they don't know that murder cases sometimes happen around them.

……

Jianghai City Bureau, Forensic Medicine Center.

When Cui Jun and Zhou Zheng just came back here, they saw the deputy director Qin Wangde waiting here.

"Qin Bureau!"

"Qin Bureau!"

Cui Jun and Zhou Zheng greeted Qin Wangde respectively. It was so late and the latter was still in the bureau.

Whenever there is a murder case, the bureau-level leaders must be present. This is the importance of the murder case.

Director Ma Yan was at the scene ahead, and Deputy Director Qin Wangde was at the Municipal Bureau to provide support for solving the case. The division of labor between the two was quite clear.

"How was the scene?" Qin Wangde looked at Zhou Zheng, then stared at Cui Jun with burning eyes, and asked, "Did you find any clues?"

"Just like the piano case in the morning, the victim's body part only has a head and no other body parts. There must be no useful information to be extracted from the scene. However, Zhou Zheng deduced the approximate location of the murderer through the knowledge of criminal psychology... " Cui Jun patiently explained to Qin Wangde, and simply repeated Zhou Zheng's words.

"Not bad! Very good! In this way, we can deploy surveillance tonight, and investigate the residents of the residential area one by one during the day tomorrow, hoping to successfully locate the suspect!" Qin Wangde's expression eased a lot, this is indeed rare good news.

"Now we are preparing for the autopsy to try to find more evidence," Cui Jun reported.

"Has the DNA of the corpse been sent for testing?" Qin Wangde asked.

"The trace inspection department has already extracted it, and all the comparison results will come out tomorrow morning." Cui Jun nodded.

"Well, okay, then you guys go, go home and rest as soon as you're done, if there's nothing important, you can live in the bureau, and you must pay attention to your health while fighting criminals." Qin Wangde earnestly Confession.

"Understood." Cui Jun and Zhou Zheng nodded at the same time.

"Go ahead, I'll go to the trace inspection department. If you find anything about the corpse, please communicate with me at any time." After Qin Wangde explained, he took the lead to leave.

"Let's go to the autopsy room."

Cui Jun carried the body bag and walked directly into the dissection room. After placing the body bag on the cold corpse bed, he and Zhou Zheng went to put on the disposable dissection suit.

After getting dressed, the two entered the dissection room together, facing the cold corpse bed with the lonely body bag.

After a day of practice, Zhou Zheng was already very familiar with the autopsy process, especially for similar corpses. He directly picked up the camera, adjusted to the mode of both video and photo taking, and started the auxiliary work of the autopsy.

"Ready." Zhou Zheng nodded and said.

"Ah."

Cui Jun unzipped the body bag, and lightly took out the head inside. Anyway, the head and face with pale makeup showed a sense of suffocation on the corpse bed illuminated by the cold light.

"This murderer is so perverted. Even an old forensic doctor like me, who is used to seeing corpses like this, can feel physical discomfort with such a head, let alone the reporter who discovered the corpse. However, the murderer never tires of it. What kind of mentality is this! "Cui Jun muttered.

"He can even feel excited..." Zhou Zheng added.

"Zhou Zheng, let me ask you, do you think the murderer cut off his head first and then put on makeup, or put on makeup first and then cut off his head?" Cui Jun asked suddenly.

"Behead first and then put on makeup." Zhou Zheng replied without thinking.

"That's right, judging from the cut marks on the neck of the deceased, the cut surface is smooth and has no response to life. The human tissues in the lower part of the skull have been removed and sealed with plaster. When I peeled off the plaster during the autopsy in the morning, Seeing that there is foundation on the plaster, it means that the murderer put on makeup after finishing the treatment of the deceased's head." Cui Jun sighed.

"Master, what did you say?!" After hearing these words, Zhou Zheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his head, and a strong inspiration surged. He quickly took a step forward and observed closely. The head that had been placed on the corpse bed.

"I said there was foundation on the plaster." Cui Jun was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Zhou Zheng to react so strongly, but he could tell that Zhou Zheng seemed to be thinking of something and didn't bother him.

"Master, when you asked me just now, I thought about it from another angle. I thought that if I put on makeup first, the blood stains that might be sprayed from the severed head would ruin the makeup, but your words reminded me of another possibility. ..." Zhou Zheng's eyes flickered with brilliance.

"What did you think of?" Cui Jun looked at Zhou Zheng suspiciously, and subconsciously sighed in his heart that it's good to be young. Now that he is old, he can't compare to young people in many reactions and thinking.

"Why did the murderer take out the human tissue from the dead man's head and seal it in plaster? What kind of psychology does this correspond to?" Zhou Zheng was trying to put himself into the perspective of the murderer, and his brain was running fast.

"I think it should be for the convenience of placing the head on the mannequin. There is a depression on the plaster, and there is just a bulge on the mannequin's neck. After they fit together, they play a fixed role." Cui Jun explained.

"It can indeed be explained in this way, but I always feel that there are some extended meanings, such as..." Zhou Zheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Figure base!"

"What?" Cui Jun didn't understand.

"The figure needs to be placed on a base for easy viewing and display. The murderer worked so hard to arrange the scene, making it so ceremonial, which shows that he attaches great importance to and cares about this special 'work' of his, so... Maybe he didn't want the human head to be combined with the doll, but simply used the doll as a base for displaying the human head!" Zhou Zheng said with a serious expression.

"This point of view is quite novel." Cui Jun felt more and more that this new apprentice had a bright mind.

"Otherwise, if it is just a single head and thrown out alone, it will be meaningless." Zhou Zheng thought carefully: "The murderer spent so much energy on arranging the scene, putting makeup on the head and placing models. Make up this human head, it means..."

"What do you mean?" Cui Jun became interested when he heard this. After all, reasoning that is meaningful to the case is the reasoning that is needed.

"It means that the deceased is an acquaintance of the murderer!" Zhou Zheng said confidently.

"I agree with the fact that acquaintances commit crimes, but my angle is different from yours." Cui Jun nodded and said, "There is no obvious trauma on the surface of the two heads, which means that there is no stun and covering. mouth and nose phenomenon, and the victim died of suffocation, then it is likely to be strangled with a rope or strangled, no matter which one is, it is difficult for a stranger to do it when the victim is conscious."

"That's right, so as long as the identity of the victim is determined in this case, the fog in front of us will be cleared, the murderer's mysterious veil will be torn off, and he will appear in our sight." Zhou Zheng's thinking is very clear, even though the murderer's criminal motive is still unclear. It is not very clear, but narrowing the scope of suspects to the social relationship of the deceased will make the case much clearer.

"There have been two victims now, and the murderer is most likely at the intersection of the social relations of these two victims." Cui Jun agreed with Zhou Zheng's words, and then took out the makeup remover cotton from the spare parts beside the corpse bed, and said, "Let's first Remove make-up from the dead."

Zhou Zheng immediately picked up the camera and took a few photos of the face that hadn't removed his make-up, and then began to cooperate with the autopsy.

"The deceased, female, had hair about 30 centimeters long. There was no obvious open injury on the face, no damage to the mucous membranes of the mouth and nose, and no foreign objects were found in the mouth, nose and external auditory canal. It was highly similar to the signs of the corpse in the morning." Cui Jun tried to pick it up. Opened the eyelids of the deceased and found that they were fixed, and continued: "The eyeballs of the deceased were also fixed by glue."

"The deceased's lips were cyanotic and showed signs of suffocation."

Cui Jun held the head and observed carefully, and after confirming that he did not miss the slight bleeding point, he took tweezers to extract the glue in the eyeballs and the plaster of the neck of the deceased, and put them into the evidence bag.

He picked up the scalpel and calmly removed the plaster cast on the neck of the deceased. After scraping it clean, it looked like an empty bowl.

"The greater horn of the hyoid bone, the thyroid cartilage, the soft tissue, and the cervical spine were also removed, and the method of dismembering the body was exactly the same as the case in the morning."

Cui Jun said with a gloomy face that he was doing the same thing as the autopsy in the morning, but he didn't make any perfunctory, and he devoted himself to looking for details carefully.

There are no identical corpses in the world!

Cui Jun firmly believes that each corpse wants to tell the forensic doctor differently, and he will take every corpse seriously, even if the corpse has only one head.

Not only that, he has worked as a forensic doctor in the forensic center for so many years, and he has seen most of the conventional unnatural death methods, nothing less than these few methods, and he has long been used to doing repetitive things.

"Zhou Zheng, help me. I'll shave off the dead man's hair. If there is no abnormality in the inspection, we can perform an autopsy."

……

Jianghai City is a coastal city, and the nights in early summer are relatively cool, or rather cold.

Yuan Sangai lay on the bed tossing and turning unable to fall asleep, he looked at the sleeping girlfriend next to him, pretended to turn over and touched her on purpose.

"Hmm~" the girl whispered in her sleep.

It's fast asleep!
After Yuan Sangai confirmed it, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and the darkness couldn't hide the eager light in his eyes.

"Made!"

"Old Wang next door caught a crucian carp weighing nearly ten catties in the afternoon!"

"My special meow is the Air Force!"

"It's so uncomfortable!"

The more Yuan Sangai thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. The rod addiction kept coming out of his heart, which made him feel an indescribable feeling, as if if he went out to go fishing at night now, he would be able to take the bait and return with a blast.

"no!"

"It feels so real!"

"I have to go!"

"There are too few people in the reservoir at night, let's go to the cross-sea bridge!"

"Take advantage of this wave of feelings and go fishing in the sea!"

Yuan Sangai got up slowly after thinking about it, and after making sure that he didn't disturb his girlfriend, he put on his clothes on tiptoe, picked up the key and gently opened the door to go out.

His fishing gear has already been packed and placed in the trunk of the car, just to prepare for going fishing at any time.

"Click-"

Accompanied by a very light door lock, he left the house, pressed the elevator, and prepared to drive to the cross-sea bridge for fishing.

As soon as Yuan Sangai left the house, his girlfriend opened her eyes, took out her mobile phone from under the pillow, opened WeChat, and skillfully found a friend whose note was "dragging the water" in the contact list.

The friend's profile photo is a selfie of a healthy tan, with white teeth showing off in a big smile.

She immediately opened the chat interface.

【Brother Wang, that fisherman went fishing again at night, he will definitely not come back this night, he is alone, so lonely and scared (shy) (shy)】

After sending the wechat, her face was filled with a shy gesture like a little girl, and she hurriedly got up from the bed to dress up to make herself look beautiful and attractive.

……

When Yuan Sangai arrived at the cross-sea bridge, he had already driven for more than half an hour, a total of 20 kilometers. If he hadn't been supported by his addiction, he would never have run here in the middle of the night.

However, when he saw cars parked one after another on the right side of the bridge deck, and people fishing one by one at the railing of the bridge, he felt a strong sense of joy in his heart.

He wasn't a real fishing enthusiast, so he wouldn't appear here at night, and he immediately felt like he had found an organization.

Fishing alone is boring, but fishing with a group of people is fun.

Thinking of this, he regretted not calling him Lao Wang anymore. They have been fishing together for many years, and they are like-minded people.

After Yuan Sangai found a place to park his car, he couldn't wait to pick up his fishing gear and go to the railing of the bridge. The sea at night looked calm but was undercurrents. coolness.

After he set up the fishing rod, he waited silently, maintaining the same posture for more than half an hour.

What fishing needs most is patience, let alone sea fishing, it is normal to wait longer.

Just after he was mentally prepared to wait for a long time, he suddenly found that the fishing rod moved, which instantly made him tense up and devoted himself wholeheartedly.

It's time to hit the pole!
Yuan Sangai seized the opportunity to quickly pull the rod to reel in the line. When the dopamine in his body was strongly secreted and he felt extremely happy, the feeling from the fishing rod in his hand was a bit different from fishing.

As the fishing line was withdrawn, his face became ugly. What he caught was not a fish, but a tightly tied plastic bag.

"What a waste of emotion!"

Yuan Sangai took the black plastic bag off the hook and was about to throw it into the sea when he suddenly felt that it was not environmentally friendly, and he was a little curious about what was inside the plastic bottom.

He simply squatted down, put the black plastic bag on the bridge under his feet, opened the plastic bag, and the contents immediately made him fall to the ground, his face suddenly pale, and he hummed with his mouth wide open.

(End of this chapter)