Female Forensic Physician: Bone Collector

Chapter 34 Time
"Then why is there such a short period of five years?" Wang Yanan was still full of doubts.

"I can't answer this for you, but the same knife, each of us has obvious differences in our own habits when using the same knife," Zhang Yetong said, picking up a No. [-] scalpel from the tool tray next to the dissecting table "Look carefully, the knives are the same, but as long as the people who use them are different, according to the strength and direction, the knife marks produced on the object under force are like the signatures of each of us. There will be subtle differences, and you may not be able to see them clearly, but in the eyes of our professionally trained forensic doctors, they are obviously different. I have just asked Li Miao, the on-duty forensic doctor of the Chenhai Public Security Bureau , He affirmed my opinion. The first knife mark, that is, the knife mark on the neck of the deceased, is shallow and not made in one go, with traces of dragging in the middle, showing the hesitation of the person holding the knife at that time, while the second one, That is to say, the knife marks running through the whole body, from top to bottom, are neat and clean. Yanan, it is impossible for the same person to draw two knife marks with such an obvious gap in such a short period of time."

Wang Yanan nodded, "I never thought that in just five years, this person would become so proficient!" She thought about it and continued to ask,

"Xiao Tong, what do you think about the murder weapon? Can you determine the specific scope?"

"I have also arranged for Chen Hai to send over the original autopsy files as soon as possible. I want to further compare the wounds on the two corpses. It is caused by the knife, and it is a special knife, not the kind of general household, I have no way to determine its specific length, I can only say that it is for professional use, because the knife edge is very thin and very sharp. The knife head presents a typical cone Body shape. This kind of knife is generally used in special fields used by medical or chefs. "

Reminiscent of Pan Jian's words just now, Wang Yanan blurted out, "Boning knife?"

"There is a possibility, I will arrange for their trace identification team to compare! I will inform you of the results as soon as possible!"

"Also, I remember you said just now that the victim's uterus and genitals were the only ones that remained intact. So, is there any sign of sexual assault?"

Zhang Yetong shook his head, "Nothing has been found so far. Chen Hai's autopsy report also indicated that there were no obvious signs of this aspect."

"Then let's do this first! I'll come to you again if I have any questions!" Wang Yanan nodded, and just about to turn around and walk out of the dissection room, she suddenly remembered something, stopped, turned around and said, "Xiaotong, when I came to your side, listen The guard said someone was looking for you at the door, it was an old man!"

"Old man?" Zhang Yetong frowned.

"Yes, he has been here for a while, you should go and have a look, your phone is always busy."

"Oh, I'm talking to Chen Hai, so I can't get through. I'll go right away." Saying that, Zhang Yetong stood up and followed Wang Yanan out of the dissection room.

Only a few seconds later, Zhang Yetong guessed that it was only a few seconds, she quietly watched the silhouette of the sixtieth old man on the bench in front of her, as if all time had flown backwards.She didn't move, just stood like this, nothing happened, she was absolutely sure of this, but she knew in her heart that this was fake, everything had changed, including herself.

"Uncle Chen!" Zhang Yetong greeted in a low voice.

The old man turned his head, and the afterglow of the setting sun formed a special silhouette behind him. Zhang Yetong couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.he stood up,

"Tongtong, I haven't seen you for a long time. You've grown up so much!" The old man's voice seemed to cut through the gap between time and space, except for being old and hoarse, nothing had changed.

Zhang Yetong's heart suddenly flashed a warm current.

The man who suddenly came to visit was Uncle Chen whom Zhang Yetong was looking for. His full name was Chen Haijun, a retired neurosurgery expert, and also a friend of Zhang Yetong's father during his lifetime.

"Uncle Chen, why are you here?"

"I happened to pass by Tianchang, so I stopped by your house to have a look. Your mother is much older!"

Zhang Yetong nodded, and sat down on the bench next to the old man, "After my father died, my mother brought me up alone, and she worked hard all her life!"

Chen Haijun sighed heavily, "I didn't expect your father to choose such a path in the end. When I heard the news, I was giving lectures abroad, so I hurried back without coming! Hi..."

Zhang Yetong couldn't help but smiled wryly, "It's okay, Uncle Chen, you don't have to blame yourself too much, my father's path was chosen by him, and no one else can blame him. Besides, my mother and I have survived the hardest days. It's over."

"By the way, I heard from your mother that you are now a forensic doctor following your father's career." The old man's tone became much more relieved, "I think your father's spirit in heaven will also be proud of you!"

Zhang Yetong smiled slightly, "Uncle Chen, how long are you planning to stay in Tianchang this time, I would like to invite you to my house for a meal!"

"It will stay for a while, and some ancestral property needs to be dealt with. I have immigrated to the United States now. Tongtong, uncle forgot to ask you, have you got married? You are not too old! I have already become a grandfather, haha!" The old man Zhang Yetong's eyes were filled with the long-lost look in Zhang Yetong's memory.

"Forensic medicine, it's more difficult!" Zhang Yetong sighed subconsciously, "So I don't think about these personal things for the time being, I'm busy with work first. Uncle Chen, where is Niuniu? Is she also in the United States?"

The old man's face changed slightly, and there was a dry taste in his words, "The car accident is gone."

Zhang Yetong's heart couldn't help tightening. She knew that Niuniu was Chen Haijun's only daughter. When she was young, she often came to Zhang's house with her father. The age difference was almost the same. The three children were like sisters. "When did she go?"

The old man sighed, "It's been eight years!"

Immediately, Zhang Yetong's tears rolled down quickly, she bit her lips tightly, took a deep breath, "Uncle Chen, I'm sorry to bring up your sad things."

"It's nothing, it's been so many years, and I'm used to it. Niuniu is in heaven now, she must be very happy."

"Niuniu is a good person!" A pair of big talking eyes flashed in front of Zhang Yetong's eyes, "She left so early, God is so unfair! Uncle Chen, do you have any plans now that you are alone?"

A strange expression flashed across the old man's face, "Fortunately, I often go around giving lectures, and I'm quite busy. When I'm busy, I don't think too much. Uncle is just like you, it's better to work!"

Zhang Yetong nodded, she suddenly thought of something, raised her head and asked, "Uncle Chen, how long have you been here, have you visited my father?"

The old man nodded, "I've been there a few days ago, on his memorial day. I'm definitely going to see him when I come back! An old friend for many years, like a brother! Since the funeral that year, this is the first time for me I am ashamed to see him for the first time! I am ashamed!" At this point, the old man shook his head silently, looking very sad.

Zhang Yetong didn't say anything more.

After a long silence, the old man stood up, with an apologetic expression on his face, "Tongtong, Uncle is leaving first, you should be busy, I will visit your house another day!"

"Ok!"

In the distance, when the lights were on, watching the old man's disappearing back, Zhang Yetong's heart suddenly felt sour, thinking that if his father was still alive, he must be so old, Zhang Yetong's vision gradually became blurred, and the old man who was gone seemed to be so old. Having become his own father, tears rolled down his cheeks again.

(End of this chapter)