Department of Psychology Forensic

Chapter 57 I Hope The One Who Dissects Me Is You!

"This……"

Zhou Zheng froze on the spot, a strong shock flickered in his eyes, and stared suspiciously at Cui Jun who had already taken the camera.

"Master..."

Zhou Zheng recalled when he first came to the Forensic Medicine Center, that is, a few days ago, Li Yanyan told him at that time that Master would hardly let other people do autopsies, but would only do some assistant work.

Li Yanyan has been working as a forensic assistant since she came to the forensic center for more than a year. She has never done an autopsy. She is still so happy in her heart and has no psychological pressure. It is precisely because of this, He just stayed in the forensic center of the Municipal Bureau.

In the past, because Cui Jun's forensic assistant had almost no way to be promoted, many people turned to other paths, looking for an opportunity to experience themselves, at least gradually becoming the chief forensic doctor.

Zhou Zheng didn't think too deeply. The current state is pretty good for him. He can learn a lot from Cui Jun and accumulate experience.

He knew very well in his heart that if he wanted to be a good forensic doctor, he had to see how a good forensic doctor did it. In his opinion, Cui Jun was that good forensic doctor!

"It's not appropriate!" Zhou Zheng hesitated and said.

"What's inappropriate?" Cui Jun tilted his head, revealing half of his face wearing a mask from behind the camera.

"I haven't even passed my internship, and I don't have the qualifications to be a surgeon..." Zhou Zheng shook his head and said, "Master, you are testing me!"

"If you ask you to dissect, do it. How can there be so much nonsense? I will watch from the side. Can you make any mistakes? Besides, if you don't practice all the time, your dissecting numbers are not enough, and you will not be qualified. Yes!" Cui Jun said firmly.

"But..." Zhou Zheng still felt that this was too sudden. If it came from someone else's mouth, he would not feel anything. Cui Jun has not handed over the dissection scalpel to others in recent years, precisely because Under such a premise, he felt extremely unreal.

"There's nothing to worry about. Just do the autopsy carefully. Follow the knowledge you've learned and proceed step by step. I believe in you, and you also have to believe in yourself. From today onwards, I will gradually let you take over the autopsy..." Cui Jun said later, his mood gradually became weird, and he said: "Maybe one day in the future, something unexpected happens to me, I hope you are the one who dissects me!"

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about?!" Zhou Zheng's heart beat violently, and his mind instantly recalled the appearance of Li Yanyan when she was dissected just now, the feeling of a familiar person lying on the dissecting table. I don't want to experience it again in my life.

"It's nothing hahaha, I'm just kidding, okay, don't dawdle, let's do the autopsy!" Cui Jun waved his hands and urged.

"Okay... okay!"

Zhou Zheng couldn't help it, so he took a closer look at Cui Jun, and found that the latter was holding the camera with joy on his face, as if he seemed to be indifferent to the world and relegated to the second line. Such a scene made him feel a little inexplicably distressed.

However, time is limited, and there are still seven corpses to be examined. This is on the premise that there will be no more murders today.

Zhou Zheng first bowed to the corpse on the dissection table, and then looked at the burnt corpse, ready to start with the autopsy.

"The skin around the body of the deceased has been completely charred, indicating that the fire site was continuously burned at a high temperature. It is preliminarily speculated that the burned place is near the fire point."

Zhou Zheng began to examine the charred corpse bit by bit, speaking his own conclusions while examining it.

After he finished the first sentence, he subconsciously looked at Cui Jun, and saw that the latter was holding up his camera, but he didn't respond.

"There were fusiform wounds on the deceased's arms and legs where the skin tissue ruptured along the skin lines, which should be caused by high-temperature burns." After Zhou Zheng finished speaking, he glanced at Cui Jun again.

"Concentrate on the autopsy. Don't keep looking at me. If I don't say anything, I agree with your point of view. If I don't agree, I will be suspicious and won't take the question out of the autopsy room." Cui Jun said solemnly.

"Understood!" After Zhou Zheng got the approval, he let go of his hanging heart. After all, this was his first autopsy, and the master was still watching. Even though he was confident in his deduction, he still wanted to see Master nods.

Immediately, he started to swing the corpse. At this moment, the corpse was still in a fist fighting position. Under the double blessing of death time and freezing, the rigor reached its peak and spread all over the joints of the body.

"Due to the carbonization of the whole body of the deceased, the muscles of the deceased were coagulated and contracted by the high temperature heat. Because the flexor muscles were stronger than the extensor muscles, the limbs were complete, showing a defensive posture similar to that in a boxing match. This is a sign of fourth-degree burns in forensic medicine, but it is impossible to determine whether he was alive. Burn to death or burn the body after death." Zhou Zheng shook his head.

"Why can't you judge?" Cui Jun asked suddenly.

"Because of the ferocity of the fire, the corpses burned after death will also appear in fist fighting postures. The corpses of the deceased are highly charred, and the fist fighting postures have no meaning in judging." Zhou Zheng said solemnly.

"Yeah." Cui Jun nodded and didn't say anything else.

Zhou Zheng touched the broken wound on the dead man's arm with his hand, and with a little force, there was a crisp sound, and the burnt and cracked skin just fell off, the purple-black subcutaneous tissue.

Such a scene became very clear under the shadowless lamp in the dissecting room, but there was an unspeakable sense of horror.

"The degree of carbonization of the deceased was very high, the skin and deep tissues were completely destroyed, the water in the muscle tissue was lost, the protein was destroyed and turned dark brown, and the charred part was brittle." Zhou Zheng paused for a moment, and then said: "The charred body There is no way to judge the life response to the degree."

Immediately, Zhou Zheng looked at the face of the corpse, his cheeks were burnt as a whole, and his eyebrows and hair had been burned off.

Seeing such a scene, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this way of dying is really ugly.

Zhou Zheng reached out to pick the eyelids of the deceased, but with just a light touch, they turned into small pieces of debris, exposing the burnt and shriveled eye sockets.

"There is no charcoal powder in the folds of the outer corners of the eyes, and the degree of carbonization and blackening is the same, and no goose claw-shaped changes are seen."

"The entire eyelid was burned off, no inner eyelashes remained, the cornea was burned and charred, and no eyelash symptoms were seen."

"There is no soot and charcoal in the respiratory mucosa of the mouth and nose."

"There are obvious signs of burning corpses after death!"

"Preliminary judgment is that the deceased was cremated after death!"

Zhou Zheng said one sentence after another. When he first spoke, he deliberately left a little gap, waiting for Cui Jun's correction, but as Cui Jun did not speak, his speech speed gradually became faster.

The rigor of the corpse was very severe. He first broke off the joints and laid the corpse flat. Then he picked up the scalpel and tried his best not to shake his hands.

The feeling of holding a scalpel at this moment is different from that of a doctor performing an operation. What he is facing is not a living person waiting to be saved, but an unjustly dead person waiting for him to get justice.

He is also burdened with the pressure of life, but the form of pressure is different.

"call……"

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath. He had completely adapted to the smell of the charred corpse. He didn't care about the smell. Instead, he focused his attention, picked up the scalpel, and jointly opened the chest and abdomen of the deceased.

Zhou Zheng was not as proficient in using the knife as Cui Jun. His movements were steady and slow, and he tried his best not to hurt the internal organs. This cutting process made him feel like he was cutting a burnt steak with a knife.

"There were no signs of burns on the lungs, no abnormalities in the heart, the deceased's chest and abdomen were clean, and no burns were seen."

When Zhou Zheng saw this, he was already certain in his heart that the deceased was cremated after death, but for the sake of caution, he did not make a decision immediately, but took further inspections.

Zhou Zheng found the deceased's trachea, firmly clamped the trachea with a hemostat, changed to a clean scalpel, slowly cut open the trachea wall, and carefully opened the trachea.

Immediately, the appearance of the inner wall of the trachea was exposed, and it was clean without any charcoal dust.

"It is certain that the deceased was cremated after death!" Zhou Zheng said firmly.

After all, he didn't stop, carefully inspecting the abnormal parts of the corpse from top to bottom, looking for possible causes of death.

A few minutes later, Zhou Zheng's eyes stayed on the head of the deceased.

"I want to dissect the head!"

Zhou Zheng stood at the position of the deceased's head, carefully staring at the cracked scalp above, which looked like a blackened roasted sweet potato skin, hard and brittle, and added: "The deceased has a head injury."

Until this time, Cui Jun was quietly holding the camera to shoot and record. His attention was focused on the screen of the camera to ensure a clear and stable picture. However, from his eyes, there was undisguised gratification and appreciation .

When he was dissecting Li Yanyan's body, he suddenly realized a problem. Perhaps, at some point in the future, he might die too, and he had to cultivate a forensic doctor who could handle the situation for the city bureau.

Zhou Zheng did not directly go under the knife to dissect it, nor did he use a craniotomy saw. When there is a brain injury, he must first observe the shape of the injury.

He used tweezers to pick up the scorched scalp bit by bit, and with just a light touch, the scalp fell off.

Gradually, the damage to the brain was fully presented in front of the two of them.

"There is a traumatic brain injury!"

Looking at the cracked skull, Zhou Zheng could vaguely see the mushy red brain tissue inside. He observed the damage on the top of the deceased's head and said, "The cause of death is head injury!"

"I have a little doubt."

At this moment, Cui Jun spoke, but he did not look at Zhou Zheng, his eyes were still focused on the camera screen, staring at Zhou Zheng and the corpse through the screen.

"Craniocerebral fractures will also occur when the corpse is exposed to high temperature after death. This is the skull cracking caused by the expansion of intracranial hot gas and the increase in pressure. This kind of scene is called thermal fracture."

"The charred body is like this, which proves that it is under high temperature!"

"so……"

"Why do you say it was a trauma?"

"How are you sure?"

Cui Jun's doubtful voice sounded, but there was no particularly strong tone in his words, and he couldn't tell whether he was asking or questioning.

"That's right, whether it's a corpse burned to death or a corpse cremated after death, there is a scene where the skull may crack at a high temperature. After the brain tissue expands, the internal pressure increases, and the skull is embrittled after burning, forming Fractured by heat, but..."

Zhou Zheng suddenly changed the subject. He looked extremely serious and his eyes became extremely sharp. At this moment, he had built up his confidence and was already in the most comfortable state.

"This kind of thermal fracture is often found in the temporal bone or the suture of the head bone, while the hard parietal bone was where the skull was ruptured, and the temporal bone and the suture were not damaged. It has already been damaged and cannot form the phenomenon of intracranial hypertension."

"The bone fragments of the thermal fracture bulge radially outwards, and the fracture lines are all linear, while the craniocerebral injury of the deceased was a depressed fracture, and there was bleeding in the brain tissue, but there was no concussion injury, which shows that the craniocerebral injury here Brain damage is caused by an external force."

"So... I can conclude..."

"The deceased was hit on the head with a blunt instrument and died of craniocerebral injury. After death, he set fire to the library and cremated his body after death!"

"As for what the murder weapon is..."

"I can't tell yet!"

Zhou Zheng quickly analyzed that he had been staring at the damage marks on the brain of the deceased, and after Master's questioning, he became more certain about this in his heart.

"Yes, yes, your deduction is correct. The cause of death of this deceased is as you said, a blunt force blow to the head resulted in death from traumatic brain injury. Let me give you a hint. Use gauze to wipe the periosteum of the skull, and carefully Analyzing the shape of the fracture line, maybe we can deduce the shape of the wounded object." Cui Jun's eyes became more gratified.

"Ok!"

Zhou Zheng's eyes lit up. This is the part of experience that is not in the book. He picked up the tweezers, clamped the gauze dipped in alcohol, and carefully wiped the periosteum of the skull.

ten minutes later.

After Zhou Zheng wiped it meticulously, the charcoal ash on the periosteum of the skull had been completely removed, revealing the white bones and clear depressed fracture lines.

"There was only one depressed fracture on the brain of the deceased, which directly shattered the parietal bone, causing severe brain injury, enough to kill the victim on the spot!"

"The fracture line is conical, and the damage is extremely severe, which can directly lead to damage to brain tissue."

"The murderer's strength is great!"

Zhou Zheng took a deep breath, and then re-examined the overall condition of the corpse, feeling that there was nothing missing, and turned to look at Cui Jun.

"Master, is this all right?" Zhou Zheng asked.

"Okay." Cui Jun nodded.

"Then I will sew up the corpse now." Zhou Zheng picked up the needle holder and carefully sewed up the charred corpse.

"Zhou Zheng, you sew up the corpse first, and I will push out the next charred corpse, and you will inspect it." Cui Jun put the camera aside, walked towards the freezer, and added, "There are three dead bodies in the fire scene." The three corpses may not have the same cause of death, so they must be carefully checked!"

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