Department of Psychology Forensic

Chapter 90
Zhou Zheng focused his gaze on the scene. A man in his forties was lying on his back on the ground. He was wearing a suit and two leather shoes were scattered not far away. There seemed to be no obvious trauma on his body, only his mouth, nose and There is slight bleeding from the ear.

Zhou Zheng walked over, squatted on the ground, put down the exploration box, opened it slowly, took out the camera from it, adjusted to the video recording mode, and prepared to record the situation of the on-site inspection.

Cui Jun took out a disposable mask and gloves, fully armed himself, and walked towards the corpse.

Feng Yu stood not far away, staring silently. As a trace inspector, he was very concerned about the results of the autopsy, which was directly related to the nature of the case.

The characterization of high-fall cases is the most important part!
Only when the nature of the case is determined, that is, accident, suicide or someone else, can there be follow-up steps to continue the detection work.

Cui Jun stood beside the man, looking up towards the top floor of Vientiane Plaza.

Vientiane Plaza has a total of six floors. The height of each floor is not short. The canopy is decorated with translucence, and the sunlight passing through can play a lighting effect.

"The height of each floor of Vientiane Plaza is about 9 meters to 10 meters, a total of 6 floors, excluding the floors, and the preliminary estimate is that the height of the fall exceeds 60 meters."

Cui Jun's voice sounded slowly, and then his eyes fell back on the man, making calculations silently.

"There is no raised design outside the floor railings, that is to say, there is no intermediate object, and there is no design such as seats below. The overall is relatively open and has the conditions for falling high."

Cui Jun turned to look at Feng Yu, took the tablet computer in the latter's hand, and looked again at the photo taken on the spot at the railing on the sixth floor.

"The railing on the sixth floor should be the landing point."

"You can see obvious footprints in the photos at the scene, and there are no traces of rubbing. It really doesn't look like it was pushed down."

"On the body surface of the deceased, there were only epidermis peeling, abrasions and subcutaneous hemorrhage, and there was no obvious trauma, which conformed to the characteristics of high fall injuries, which were light on the outside and heavy on the inside. The specific internal injuries needed to be checked by X-ray medical imaging."

"It's like suicide!"

Cui Jun inspected the man's head. When examining the dead body of a high-falling victim, the head should be inspected mainly.

Around the man's eye sockets were circles of bluish-purple marks, which looked like the eyes of a panda that had been punched.

He touched the back of the man's head and occipital, and he could clearly feel a large hematoma.

"The deceased's mouth, nose and external auditory canal had bleeding, there were bluish-purple marks around the eyes, hematoma in the occiput behind the skull, and the sound of a jar breaking when touching the forehead, which is a sign of a skull base fracture," Cui Jun said. Slowly got up, shook his head, and said: "The deceased's skull hit the ground after falling from a high position, resulting in a skull base fracture, which resulted in severe brain injury and death. The cause of death was the brain injury."

"Can you confirm the nature of the case?" Xia Yan came over and asked, he has been investigating here, and now he took the time to ask.

"Now we can only confirm that the deceased fell to his death from the sixth floor, and there is no obvious trauma on the body surface. If we want to completely rule out homicide, we need to do further identification." Cui Jun replied.

"Ring-ring--"

Just when Xia Yan was about to say something more, his cell phone rang. After casting Cui Jun an apologetic look, he connected the phone.

"Uh...um...that's it...understand...ok...thank you..."

After Xia Yan hung up the phone, his face became more solemn, he pursed his lips, and said slowly: "The latest information, we found the suicide note on the desk of the deceased's family, that is, his son Xiong Ye."

"Suicide note?" Zhou Zheng's eyelids twitched violently. The suicide note has a decisive effect on the judgment of suicide. He couldn't help asking, "Are you sure it was written by Xiong Xianxi?"

"Already taking notes for identification." Xia Yan said with a sullen face.

"The surveillance video has been called up!"

At this time, a technician from the trace inspection department ran over quickly, holding a tablet computer in his hand, and quickly presented the video content in the interface for everyone to see.

The video screen is on the sixth floor of Vientiane Plaza.

The sixth floor is the top floor of Vientiane Plaza. The surrounding businesses are all related to catering, and the customers who come and go are all rushing to eat.

In the video, Xiong Xianxi in a suit and leather shoes paces back and forth by the railing, leaning over from time to time to look down. The picture quality is not particularly clear, and his face cannot be seen.

After going on like this for a while, he took out his cell phone and answered a call. Immediately, his body movements became depressed, like a walking dead.

He took out his wallet, looked inside, put the wallet back into his pocket, and leaned on the railing with extremely decisive hands, and suddenly folded it over.

The surveillance video stopped abruptly.

"call……"

Everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone knew very well that for the high-falling incident, the results of suicide and homicide were very different, and accidents faced high compensation.

"It's definitely a suicide now!" Xia Yan said in a deep voice.

"It is indeed a suicide." Cui Jun nodded, no matter whether it is a video or a suicide note, it is decisive evidence.

"Is there anything you can't think about that you must commit suicide?" Xia Yan sighed, judging from his experience as a police officer, most of the high-falling incidents he investigated were suicides, and the bottom line was that there was too much pressure.

"Captain Xia, we found a diagnosis from Jianghai Mental Hospital in Xiong Xianxi's medical records. He is suffering from depression," said a criminal policeman.

"Depression is more troublesome. I'm afraid I can't think about it. Hey, it's such a tragedy." Xia Yan sighed.

"Sometimes people are like this. The more you get into the horns, the more you think, the narrower you become. Often it's not others who can't let you go, but yourself. It's the so-called step back. Everyone understands the truth. Under that situation At that time, how many people can do it!" Zhou Zheng also sighed, and now he has not yet graduated, and he does not have a clear understanding of the pressure in society.

"Since it is a suicide, there is no need for an autopsy. However, from a rigorous point of view, we still need to transport the body back to the forensic center for a comprehensive and detailed examination." Cui Jun explained: " We need to check to determine whether the injuries on the deceased were formed at one time, whether there are other injuries other than high-fall injuries, and whether there are other traces on the body, and then extract blood, urine and stomach contents to test whether they have been taken Drugs, poisons, and narcotics."

"Well, this is in line with the procedure, you take the corpse away." Xia Yan glanced at Feng Yu, nodded to indicate that the latter could draw a line around the corpse, continue to do the on-site trace inspection, and turned to look at Cui Jun, Said: "Forensic Cui, then we will classify it according to the suicide incident."

"If there is no accident, it is a suicide. If traces that may be related to homicide are found in the follow-up inspection, I will apply for further autopsy." Cui Jun nodded and said.

"OK." Xia Yan waved to the criminal police, ready to help Cui Jun carry the corpse.

At this moment, a policeman trotted over, walked up to Xia Yan, lowered his voice, and said, "Officer Xia, the deceased's wife is here."

"Well, I'll go take a look."

Xia Yan immediately followed the policemen towards another entrance of Vientiane Square, and there were many things that needed to be learned from the deceased's wife.

……

"Feng Yu, Xiong Xianxi's corpse will trouble you." Cui Jun walked to Feng Yu's side and patted the latter's shoulder lightly.

"Understood." Feng Yu said with a smile: "It just so happens that we also want to bring back the physical evidence here, and forensic doctor Cui has to go to the North Railway Station!"

"There are still corpses to be identified over there." Cui Jun nodded.

"Go, it's definitely a suicide, and the follow-up will be easy." Feng Yu's expression relaxed a lot.

"Even if it's a suicide, we can't relax. The investigation should be done, and the details can't be missed. Help me put the body in the underground morgue. After I have carefully checked the body surface, I will hand it over to the funeral home for the family to handle. " Cui Jun said seriously.

"Don't worry!" Feng Yu patted his chest and assured, "I will definitely handle this properly!"

"Thank you." Cui Jun patted Feng Yu's shoulder again.

"Who told us that there are so many tracers!" Feng Yu grinned.

……

Zhou Zheng followed Cui Jun back to the car. After completing the on-site inspection and preliminary autopsy, they had given the judgment that Xiong Xianxi committed suicide, which can be regarded as an explanation.

"Master, Captain Xia is here. Is there someone to meet us at the North Station?" Zhou Zheng fastened his seat belt and leaned back on the seat, the dead body that fell high in his mind appeared in his eyes from time to time.

"Zhao Lei is over there." Cui Jun looked ahead, ready to drive.

After the conclusion of the nature of the crash in Vientiane Square was reached, his mood relaxed a lot.

At least it is certain that it is not a murder case!

There have been too many homicides in the recent period, and he, an old forensic doctor, is a bit too strong.

At present, the backlog of cases in hand is only the body throwing case of the cross-sea bridge. The body parts that are about to be inspected in the direction of the North Station are very likely to be related to this case. This is not bad news for the investigation of the case, but good news information.

As long as it can be confirmed that the body parts belong to the same person, it means that no more people have had accidents, and more clues will be provided to the unsolved case.

……

Jianghai City, Zhongcheng District, Huimin Community.

Zhang Chi went home with his bag on his back. Something happened to the mall and it was temporarily closed. He, a gold medal salesman, gave himself a vacation.

When he was leaving, he saw many familiar faces going to watch the suicide on the first floor. He didn't go over to look at it. Not only did he not have any curiosity, he didn't even have any inner fluctuations.

After Zhang Chi entered the community, he skillfully went to the supermarket to buy a pack of fresh bread, and took a bottle of milk from the freezer.

This is his lunch.

Of course, dinner is the same configuration.

He skillfully took out the combination of banknotes and coins, and after paying at the cashier, he took the key and entered the entrance of Unit 11 in Building 3.

He lived on the second floor at home, and instead of choosing the elevator, he walked directly through the dark fire escape. He didn't have the slightest fear, just because he was used to all of this.

Soon, he came to the second floor, and just as he was about to open the door, he heard the creaking sound of the fire door being opened from the direction of the first floor.

Immediately afterwards, slight footsteps sounded, approaching continuously from bottom to top.

Someone is going upstairs!
Zhang Chi's hand holding the key paused slightly, fear filled his heart, and then he quickly inserted the key into the door lock, and opened the door as fast as he could on tiptoe.

The moment he opened the door, the fire door creaked again. This time it was the fire door on the second floor not far from him. Go in, and close the door quickly.

Suddenly, the door stopped, and he felt a force stop the path of the door, one hand was pressed on the door, and a pair of bloodshot eyes were staring at him between the cracks in the door.

(End of this chapter)