Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 233

2022-03-09

Chapter 233 Doubts

After all, Han Wenshan is an old forensic doctor who has been practicing for many years.

There are some things that can't be found without meticulous inspection by machines.

But some people who have been doing this for a long time can tell at a glance based on experience whether there is any problem with the corpse.

If the machine doesn't detect it, he can detect it with naked eye.

This is the same as those appraisers at the top level.

You still don't believe it.

If you have a terminal illness.

The personal physician of the head of state, just glance at you, you will know how long you can live, a few months of lifespan left.

It's so powerful that you just want to use metaphysics to explain it.

The pathology report has not come out yet.

Han Wenshan had already written an autopsy report in advance.

After the pathology report comes out, take a look to confirm.

He would then file this, pre-prepared autopsy report.

You say this is not rigorous.

What if something goes wrong?

Of course it's a rewrite, otherwise why wait for the pathology report to come out, take a look and turn it in?

If there is no problem, please submit it, and if it is wrong, please correct it.

A wise man will surely make a mistake.

It's not a report that you know is wrong and you have to turn it in. There's nothing to argue about.

It's impossible for people to make mistakes all their lives, and they think it's shameful to make mistakes, just because you have good face.

It's not shameful to make a mistake, but it's shameful to admit it when you make a mistake.

Xu Cheng left the dissection room, the first thing he did was to take a bath.

Han Wenshan returned to the office, informed Shi Hongfang of the dissection process, and then handed him the preliminary autopsy report.

The role of forensic medicine in actual cases is mainly to identify the cause of death and assist in confirming the chain of evidence.

The specific investigation still depends on the people from the Criminal Police Force.

Each occupation has its own functions, and under normal circumstances, basically no one will act beyond their authority.

But that doesn't mean forensics aren't important.

The quickest way to exonerate or reduce the sentence for murder is to ask a forensic doctor to revise the death report.

Such as hitting the victim's head with a blunt object, causing the victim to die.

If the forensic doctor damages the brain stem and causes death, it is changed to blunt force knocking to cause the disease and cause sudden death.

This can instantly change the charge from intentional homicide to manslaughter.

The pressure of defense will be much less, and the sentencing is not one level.

So the Ministry of Internal Affairs is a frequent visitor to the forensic department.

Basically, as long as there is a disputed judgment, people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs will come and visit.

It's like the check-in location in the scenic spot.

Han Wenshan came to the desk and made himself a pot of tea.

As soon as the tea was brewed, Shi Hongfang rushed in in a hurry.

Han Wenshan greeted: "Come here? Let's sit down and drink tea first."

"Old Han, this matter..."

" This autopsy report was prepared and written by myself based on my own experience. In theory, I can’t show it to anyone until the pathological test is made. After all, I am responsible for it.”

Han Wenshan looked for it casually. An excuse to reject Shi Hongfang.

The handwritten report was placed on the desk in front of Shi Hong.

But he didn't dare to reach for it without permission.

"Old Han, I trust your experience, and I will take full responsibility for what goes wrong."

On the surface, Shi Hongfang still looks like he is calm and collected.

But the slightly urgent tone reflected that his heart was not at peace.

After seeing the wound on the deceased's neck, Shi Hongfang's mind was full of the hermit's silhouette, and he focused on the case.

I don't have time to drink tea here.

Other forensic doctors, such as Xu Cheng, would have asked for the report directly and would not say polite nonsense at all.

Unfortunately, the person sitting in front of him was Han Wenshan.

A character who wants to sell face as his own father.

The reason why Shi Hongfang was able to stay in the criminal police team was because Han Wenshan endorsed him and withstood the pressure from his family.

Otherwise, his father and big brother, there are ways to get him away from the criminal police force.

"What can you bear? The autopsy report was taken from me. It's useless if you want to bear it."

Han Wenshan took out the tea set, poured a cup of tea, and brought it to Shi. Before Hongfang: "Don't be impatient, even if you get the report, you may not find the clue immediately."

Shi Hongfang didn't move the tea in front of him, and kept his eyes fixed on the handwritten report on the table.

Han Wenshan couldn't help shouting the head when he saw this stunned look.

He went back to his desk, held down the report with the pen holder, and poured himself a cup of tea.

Then each minding their own business said: "The people sitting next to me have changed one after another, and I can't remember who you are.

I greeted them for tea, and some refused, some accepted, some held it but didn't drink it, and some drank it but didn't taste anything.

But in the end, they all Let's go, I'm the only one left here, and a pot of tea that is still hot."

Shi Hongfang looked away from the report and turned to Han Wenshan.

"No matter what you're going to do, I hope you think about the consequences before doing it."

Han Wenshan took a sip of tea and said meaningfully. .

Shi Hongfang paused for a while: "...I know."

Han Wenshan stopped persuading, removed the pen holder, and pushed the report to Shi Hongfang.

Looking at the familiar font on the handwritten report, Shi Hongfang frowned: "Today's autopsy was not your chief surgeon?"

He deliberately called back Han Wenshan, who was still on vacation, just because he wanted to Let the old forensic doctor produce an accurate report as quickly as possible.

To be honest, Shi Hongfang was a little disappointed.

It doesn't mean that other forensic doctors are incompetent. Most of the forensic doctors who can be responsible for criminal dissection are capable people.

But Shi Hongfang is more willing to believe that Han Wenshan is a human flesh scanner.

"Xiao Xu is in charge of the chief knife, and I will record it beside me. In essence, it is no different from my chief knife, or do you plan to make Xiao Xu an assistant for life?"

Shi Hongfang quickly explained : "No, it's just that this case is very important..."

"Then let me ask you, which of the cases taken over by the Criminal Police is not important?"

Han Wenshan slammed the teacup heavily Knocked on the table: "Because the deceased this time involves a hermit, he is important, and the other victims are irrelevant?"

Listening to Han Wenshan's warning of having hidden meaning, Shi Hongfang immediately put the Mouth shut.

This is clearly beating him.

My recent actions probably did not escape Han Wenshan's eyes.

Shi Hongfang, like a top student who was called to the office by the head teacher, held the report in his hand tightly without saying a word.

Fortunately, Han Wenshan seemed to be just verbally warning.

He picked up the teacup again and said to Shi Hongfang: "No matter what you want to do, at least you have to correct your attitude.

No one is born noble and thinks that they can decide other things at will. Man's destiny, I hope you can remember this sentence."

Shi Hongfang did not make any explanation.

At this moment, his phone vibrated suddenly.

It was Tian Hao who sent Jin Ping'an's profile portrait.

And the postscript explained that the warehouse where the deceased was found was not the first crime scene.

Shi Hongfang held the autopsy report, moved towards Han Wenshan and bowed slightly.

Then left the office.

As for the hot tea on the table, he didn't move.

………………

"Are you sure this is not the first crime scene?"

Tian Hao looked at Jin Ping'an who was writing quickly asked.

Regardless of the amount of blood on the ground, or the shape of the blood splatter, including the integrity of the blood scab, no matter how you look at it, the dead are all killed here.

"It's true that the place of death is here, but he was forcibly tied here when he was alive."

Jin Ping'an was also waving a pencil frantically on his special drawing board .

Two minutes passed and a new portrait came out.

Jin Ping'an flipped over the drawing board: "This guy is a murderer!"

Tian Hao was refreshed and immediately took the drawing board.

A guy wearing a black mask, a black hooded windbreaker, black trousers, and black tactical boots, all over his body, with only one pair of eyes exposed, appeared on the paper.

"What did you draw?" Tian Hao subconsciously complained.

The man in the painting is black and well-proportioned.

There is no architectural comparison, and even the height cannot be confirmed.

If you can find people through such a painting, it is really a ghost.

"Don't worry, he was not alone at the scene. Besides the deceased, there were two others!" Pen: "I'll draw the other two first, and then I'll draw a panorama of the murder scene."

Tian Hao is actually quite like a rant, you just draw a panorama and draw everyone out It's not over.

But thinking that there are specific portraits, it will be more convenient to find people, so it did not stop Jin Ping'an.

Anyway, with his painting speed, these paintings would not take more than fifteen minutes together.

This is still perfectly restored, with all the details of the scene before the death of the deceased.

Light portraits are only faster.

Soon, the second drawing is out.

Tian Hao took over the drawing paper, this time the person on the drawing became a young girl.

Sailor suit, small leather shoes, short shoulder length hair.

These are very distinctive features, you can ask if anyone has seen similar characters in the vicinity.

A person who is particularly good-looking or particularly ugly will leave a distinct impression on people.

It's much easier to find than those popular faces.

Not long after, the third painting came out.

Except for the conspicuous moustache, this person looks very ordinary.

"It should be a fake beard."

With years of experience, Tian Hao saw through Moose's cross-dressing at a glance.

The rest of the panorama will take some time.

Tian Hao took advantage of Jin Ping's painting skills, took pictures of the three portraits one after another, and sent them to Shi Hongfang.

In any case, after knowing the image of the prisoner.

The first thing the police have to do is to check the surveillance, turn over the files, and compare the information base.

Look at these people and see if they have a criminal record.

"Old Tian, that guy wrapped in a black trench coat is a hermit?"

Jin Ping'an asked while drawing.

All the scenes that have been retrospected will be firmly engraved in his mind.

For example, the shape of each drop of blood at the scene, how many threads are on the clothes, which hair is yellow and which is white, Jin Ping'an can remember clearly.

Just as a recorder imprints information on a disc, unless the disc itself is violently destroyed, the information will remain there.

Therefore, Jin Ping'an is not worried at all. Drawing while chatting will be distracting and some details will be missed.

"You can't dress like a hermit before the eight characters are written. Just treat people as hermits."

Tian Hao took a cigarette in his mouth, But it didn't ignite: "I have nothing to do in the team and look at the files. There are many murder cases by hitchhiker." It looks like a hermit has returned to the arena."

"This is called a bold assumption, be careful to verify it."

Tian Hao bit his cigarette butt: "I hope this case is just pure and simple. The imitation case."

"What's the result?"

"The result will wait until the identities of the other two are found out."

Tian Hao came to Jin Ping'an Behind him, the scene of looking at the warehouse is slowly presented on the drawing paper: "There are so many suspicious points in this case, it's like provoking the police."

"Doubtful points?"

Jin Ping's brush was paused.

"After preliminary investigation, the deceased was not a worker who lived in the vicinity. If you want to kill him, you don't need to choose such a place. The body will definitely be found."

Tian Hao pointed to the already drawn trio: "First of all, of these three people, only this one has their whole body wrapped tightly, and the other two have not made any disguise.

Even if there is no surveillance nearby, it is not too much trouble to wear a mask. In case of being photographed, there is room for manoeuvre, but they did not do that.

Secondly, the more people there are, the easier it is to attract attention. It's just to kill one person, there is no need for the three of them together.

If all three of them had a grudge against the deceased, it would not explain why the deceased had only one fatal wound.

There is also the perpetrator's dress, as well as the method of committing the crime, as if he was deliberately guiding the police to think about the hermit."

Jin Ping'an then reacted, from his own painting, it turned out that he could still See so many things.

Q: What is Jin Ping's brain circuit?

Answer: Directly lock the murderer through backtracking, and then arrest the person.

Doubtful things are completely out of the scope of consideration.

You hang is so arrogant.

But after a long time, the technology will inevitably change... Although his technology is very good.

"Then why do you still say on the phone that this person may be a hermit?"

Jin Ping'an asked.

"Because before you came, I didn't know the scene, besides the murderer and the deceased, there were other people, and it was your backtracking that made me more suspicious of whether this person was a hermit. I'm sure.

Although the wound is almost identical to the one on the file,...the hermit has always acted alone."

Tian Hao recalled that the file that Shi Hongfang handed over to him at the time content.

It was never mentioned in it that the hermit was with so-and-so to kill the leader of so-and-so.

Wherever the hermit goes, there are corpses everywhere.

There are even rumors on the road that when the hermit kills the red eye, even his own people will not be spared.

It's cool to follow the hermit to pick up people's heads, but you have to have a life to spend.

In case the family feels that they haven't killed enough, and they cut off their own people, how can you make sense.

So, except for the daring fellow Moose, no one dared to hang out with the hermit at all.

Whether it's a thug within the force, or a third-party force who wants to take advantage of the fire between others and the hermit, secretly go over to pick up a cheap third-party force.

As long as there are hermits, there is hardly a living person to be seen.

Otherwise, why are the criminals in Neihua City so afraid of hermits?

The only thing that can make those criminals who are full of evil, monstrous, and heinous is terrified only by violence that is above and more violent.

(end of this chapter)