Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 73 Bad news

"Miss Jiang? Miss Jiang?!" The suddenly raised voice of another policeman brought her back to her thoughts, and her deep and confused eyes stared at her seriously, suspicion gradually grew in it, creeping silently Into the eyes, like a cat stalking a young thrush in the thick grass.

"You haven't answered our question yet, where were you at two o'clock this morning? What were you doing?"

"At home, sleep." Jiang Yimian's voice was very low, and she lost a lot of anger.

"Is there anyone who can prove it for you?"

"……Neighbor."

She suddenly wondered, if Feng Beiting hadn't retained her last night, would she have become a murder suspect today?
"Please provide his contact information, we need further verification."

"His testimony is invalid, and he was there when I came to see Riemann."

"That……"

"But we left long before the incident happened, as evidenced by the road surveillance and the surveillance in the elevator of the apartment."

"...Okay, thank you for your cooperation."

When Lange went to check the situation, Jiang Yimian saw Dr. Colby walking towards her.

He was not wearing protective clothing, which surprised her a little.

"you……"

"I just finished taking the statement."

"What, what?!" Jiang Yimian was no less surprised than when he heard the news of Riemann's death.

"I saw the message your master sent me. I came to find Riemann, but when I came, I found that she was dead, so I called the police."

"...My master must have forgotten to tell you that I have been here, he didn't mean to torment you."

Dr. Colby was silent and said nothing.

"Since we don't need an autopsy, why did you call me over?"

"need."

There is a shortage of forensic medical talents in country M, and some of the forensic doctors are doctors hired by the police.

When he just came here, he happened to meet the doctor who was in charge of the autopsy, and the other party said that the hospital still had something to do and left the mess to him.

He didn't refuse.

From a certain point of view, he actually likes to play with corpses.

Because the living will be disobedient, but the silent corpse will never be.

Passing the protective clothing to Jiang Yimian, Colby said calmly, "Come in after the police have ruled out your suspicion."

"……Um."

She raised her head and looked vaguely at a cold star.

The starlight was empty like the smile of the head waiter.

Jiang Yimian slowly closed her eyes, blocking the chaotic thoughts in her eyes.

Her mind is still very confused, and she can't figure out a clue.

She suddenly remembered an endgame he had set for her when she played chess with Feng Beiting.

Six steps determine the outcome.

She couldn't solve it, like so many mysteries she'd encountered lately.

*
After being drawn out of the ranks of "suspects", Jiang Yimian put on protective clothing and walked into Riemann's rented house.

She died in her own home.

It is a room that can represent the living conditions of some contemporary girls: dirty and messy.

The not-so-big single room was divided into two spaces by a curtain.

One side is dirty and messy, the leftover instant noodle bucket is full of dusty coffee table, the chair next to it is full of clothes, the sofa towel has faded, it is lifeless, hard to be regarded as ginger yellow, and Dirty is hardly gray.

In the corner, there are a few worn-out shaded lamps with tacky shades, posing like retired street girls.

In contrast, the other side is much more "delicate".

At least relatively clean.

Red bed, pink curtain, tacky and lively color scheme.

The wall beside the bed is covered with colorful lights, blinking and blinking, shouting at the stars in the sky.

Riemann was hanging in the middle of this compartment.

She was wearing a bright red skirt with a long skirt that dragged on the ground, reflecting her long black hair, giving her a ghostly look.

Seeing this, Jiang Yimian frowned.

When they met, she was wearing a dark green dress. Before she died, she chose such an exaggerated red dress to change into. Did she want to become a ghost after death?
Working with Dr. Colby to release Riemann from the rope, Jiang Yimian couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Her death was too coincidental...

It was so coincidental that she couldn't help but blame herself.

If I hadn't come to San Gabriel to find Riemann, maybe she wouldn't have died, and there would still be people in this world who knew the whereabouts of Sister Liang Xi.

This self-blame was added when Jiang Yimian took a photo of Riemann's neck.

The leash on Riemann's neck is complete, without a continuous circle.

Jiang Yimian once read an ancient forensic medicine book in country Z, on which it was written that "horoscopes do not intersect", that is, the constriction will not be a complete circle, but a "eight" shape without intersections.

It doesn't look like the traces that would appear in a suicide hanging.

If you commit suicide, the constriction will appear in the shape of a "V".

The traces at the lowest part are the deepest, gradually become shallower as they rise to the sides, and finally disappear.

and--

Riemann's originally beautiful and fair face turned crimson at this moment, and the color extended to his neck.

The lips are still bright red, but it's not the effect of lipstick, but blood.

Both of these signs indicate that she did not hang herself.

During the process of hanging a person, the airway will indeed be blocked, which will make people feel "out of breath", but the real cause of death is not the suffocation death that people think.

In fact, it is the blood vessels in the neck that are blocked, which prevents the brain from getting oxygen and blood supply, and eventually leads to cerebral ischemic death.

In this case, death is fatal, and the face of the deceased will usually turn pale, and the tongue may also fall out due to the extrusion of the rope.

On the contrary, if it was a homicide, the deceased's face and neck would have a large amount of bruised blood, showing a dark red color, and he accidentally bit his tongue while struggling, causing oral bleeding.

To sum up-

The possibility of Riemann's suicide can basically be ruled out.

In order to confirm his deduction, Jiang Yimian felt that it was necessary for them to check Riemann's back.

Dr. Colby naturally thought of the problems she could think about.

After turning over Riemann's body, the two found obvious indentations on her back as expected.

The murderer attacks from behind. In most cases, a fulcrum is needed to support the victim. The most common method is to use the knee to support the victim's back.

"Sure enough..." Jiang Yimian couldn't help but sigh softly.

Dr. Colby looked up at her with admiration.

Although there is relatively clear theoretical knowledge for judging whether a hanging is a suicide or a homicide, he can find key points to prove it in such a short period of time. He has to admit that she is indeed very smart and is naturally suitable to be a forensic doctor.

Noticing that Dr. Colby looked at her with bright eyes, Jiang Yimian said proudly, "My master taught me that!"

Master once took her to handle a similar case.

At that time, he said to her, "Suicide is a string around the neck, and homicide is a string around the neck."

She remembers this sentence until now, and has benefited a lot.

Putting down the camera, Jiang Yimian went to collect fingerprints on the doorknob.

The cool wind blew calmly through the corridor, and the dark air drifted in unsteadily, carrying a stale sweet smell.

The room before her was as dead as a tomb.

It was too quiet, too regular, and there was no trace of fighting or struggling at all.

If Riemann was stunned and then strangled to death and pretended to hang himself, why didn't the murderer directly "help" her to commit suicide?
In this way, unless they conduct a toxicological analysis of the blood, it is impossible to judge whether she committed suicide or not based on the pathological features.

And if he is not stunned, then Riemann has no reason not to struggle.

unless--

This is not the scene of the first crime.

While taking off the protective clothing, Jiang Yimian was thinking about the case.

She had two guesses in her mind.

One is that an acquaintance committed the crime, so Riemann was sent back to her home after the crime.

The other is her initial guess that someone wants to silence her.

If it was the latter, it proved that the person's purpose was to prevent them from finding Liang Xi.

How should she tell Master the bad news...

*
After determining the cause of death, Dr. Colby and Jiang Yimian left after telling the police the relevant data and inferences.

When Jiang Yimian got home, it was already dawn.

Disinfect, take a shower, sleep...

Her eyes were closed tightly, as if to block all light from penetrating.

But in fact, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Thoughts wander slowly in waves of false memories.

In her memory, she seemed to be doing the same things over and over again, going to the same places, meeting the same people, and saying the same things to them, over and over again.

It feels real every time, like it really happened, and every time it feels like it's happening for the first time.

　*
　　【small theater】

　　Daqi: Tell me!Did you do it? ! (￢_￢)
　　Feng Simei: Of course not, I will kill you if you talk nonsense like this┓(`)┏

　　Daqi: (⊙o⊙) Don’t sue me for defamation?

　　Feng Simi: I'm too lazy to bother!
　　Mianmian: Say it!Did you do it? !

　　Feng Simi: How is it possible o(*￣︶￣*)o Mianmian, the Lun family are good citizens who abide by the law~
　　Mianmian: ...

　　Daqi: ...

　　This coquettish man is too scary.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)