"That's right." Lin Xinyi nodded approvingly.

Talking to smart people is not so strenuous. Compared with the usual work in the Metropolitan Police Department, now he needs to explain a lot less:

"The murderer repeatedly cut the victim's neck with a sharp instrument, but deliberately controlled the force, and only cut a few shallow skin peelings."

"This shows that the murderer's purpose is not to cause physical harm, but to threaten and intimidate psychologically."

"In forensic science, this kind of injury is called 'coercion injury'."

"The fact that there will be threatening injuries on the corpse means that the deceased must have completely fallen into a passive situation controlled by the murderer before he was alive."

With the knife up to the neck, the victim must be completely powerless in front of the murderer.

This is not difficult to understand.

"Strangely..."

"When Yuan Jiaming's body was found, he was holding a silver-plated table knife tightly in his hand."

"The murderer has already controlled him, how can he keep a weapon in his hand?"

Lin Xinyi asked a question, and police officer Jiang Gu quickly answered:

"It's not difficult to understand."

"Maybe Mr. Yuan Jiaming was right next to the dining table when he was controlled by the murderer."

"He realized that he would never be let off by the murderer, so he picked up the knife on the table in desperation and decided to fight to the death."

"And this also caused the murderer to pull the trigger and kill him."

"No." Lin Xinyi shook his head:

"When Mr. Yuan Jiaming was controlled and threatened by the murderer with a knife, he was not at the dining table."

"He escaped from the killer's grasp and ran to the dining table before he was shot."

"Oh?" Jiang Gu Ling was a little curious: 'Why do you say that? "

"Because of the shooting distance."

According to Jiang Guling's guess, Yuan Jiaming picked up a knife to fight back while being held hostage with a knife, and was shot dead by the murderer.

If so, the murderer was holding Yuan Jiaming hostage until the shot was fired.

The distance between him and Yuan Jiaming, and the distance between the gun in his hand and Yuan Jiaming must be close at hand.

"But the shooting distance of the murderer was at least 3 meters."

"Because the back-splattered blood from Yuan Jiaming's chest was sprayed unhindered to the floor 2 or 3 meters away in front of him."

Lin Xinyi pointed to the inconspicuous blood splatters in the photo of the scene, where the few drops were distributed in front of the corpse and spread several meters away.

Because the bone texture is rigid, it is not easy to deform and expand.

Therefore, when the bullet hits the bone, the bone absorbs energy, and the energy spreads to the surroundings. The bone "seismic" shocks and fractures, and subcutaneous hot gas, instantaneous cavity, and reaction force will be generated locally in an instant.

This may cause the blood to splash back and spray out in the direction where the bullet hit, and in the direction where the murderer was standing.

At this time, if the murderer is not far from the dead, he may even stand in front of the dead.

The blood splashed back from the deceased's chest will be partially blocked by the murderer's body.

"But the back-splattered blood at the scene showed no signs of being blocked."

"This shows that the murderer was far enough away from the deceased when he fired the gun."

"But not too far."

"If it's too far away, the kinetic energy of the bullet is not enough to form such an obvious splash of blood."

Lin Xinyi thought about it, and estimated somewhat uncertainly:

"When the murderer shot, there was about 3 to 5 meters between him and Yuan Jiaming?"

"This..." Jiang Gu Ling quietly realized something:

Yuan Jiaming was held hostage by the murderer before his death.

But when he died, he was 3 to 5 meters away from the murderer.

This means that it may be because the murderer was determined to shoot and kill, and felt that the blood would be stained if he shot close, so he let Yuan Jiaming go on purpose.

It may also be that Yuan Jiaming found an opportunity by himself and broke free from the murderer's control.

Anyway...

At the last moment of Yuan Jiaming's life, he escaped from the murderer.

He fled 3 meters away, fled to the side of the dining table, and desperately picked up the silver-plated table knife.

Here's where it gets weird:

"Why didn't Yuan Jiaming continue to run away, instead he stopped and picked up the knife?"

"The murderer has a gun in his hand, and he distanced himself from Yuan Jiaming."

"He picked up that harmless table knife, could it still pose any threat to the gunman standing 3 meters away?"

Lin Xinyi's face was full of doubts.

He couldn't see the mystery of it for a while, so he could only tentatively say:

"Could it be that Yuan Jiaming was so frightened that he lost his mind in despair?"

Just like a drowning person will desperately grasp the straw that cannot save him, despair does make people panic and bewildered.

This is also a reasonable explanation.

but…

"I understand!" Jiang Gu Ling's eyes lit up.

Lin Xinyi's words were like a lightning bolt that struck the back of Conan's head, opening his mind instantly.

Using his detective-like imagination, he quickly deduced the real intention of Yuan Jiaming's "useless" action during his lifetime:

"That's not a useless effort by Yuan Jiaming in desperation."

"That table knife... is the message of death left by him!"

Officer Jianggu quietly increased his tone:

"It's a silver-plated table knife."

"Silver, ぎん, written in Roman accent is...GINN!"

Silver reads "GIN" in Japanese.

And take this "GIN" as English, and then Sinicize it, that is...

"Gin!"

Furuya Rei easily solved the death message:

"Yuan Jiaming is telling us the Japanese police that the person who killed him was Gin!"

"..." Lin Xinyi was silent for a while.

He was not too surprised by this result.

Because he had learned from Belmode that Gin was an organizational model worker, and he almost took on the job of cleaning up the house by himself.

If Yuan Jiaming really had contact with the organization and was going to be cleared out by the organization... then the person responsible for doing it would probably be Gin Jiu.

With mental preparation, Lin Xinyi naturally wouldn't show his feet.

He was taken aback for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"Who is Gin?"

Lin Xinyi's tone was very cautious.

He has already realized that this is a good opportunity to test Jiang Guling.

There are only a few members of the organization who often deal with Gin.

If he could find out how much Jiang Gu Ling knew about gin, he might be able to indirectly determine the specific position of the other party in the organization.

But after getting help from Lin Xinyi several times, Police Officer Jianggu was completely unsuspecting of him.

When asked by him, Jiang Gu Ling immediately answered casually:

"Gin? He's a cadre of that organization."

"This guy…"

Jiang Gu Ling's voice stopped abruptly.

He seemed to think of something suddenly.

"Why..." Lin Xinyi held back his impatience, pretending to be indifferent and teased:

"This is a secret of your Japanese public security, is it not convenient for others to know?"

"No." Jiang Gu Ling shook his head.

I just heard him say to Lin Xinyi with full of concern:

"Mr. Lin is our friend now, and it's okay to reveal some information to you."

"but…"

"Mr. Lin, don't you want to get too involved with the organization?"

"For your safety, don't know too much about these sensitive contents?"

Chapter 439 Belmod's Strategies

Jiang Gu Ling's tone was extremely sincere, and there was only thoughtfulness and concern in his voice.

Regardless of whether his words are true or not, his attitude of avoiding the organization's information is very clear.

"Eh..." Lin Xinyi had nothing to say.

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