Forensic pursuit

Late at night, Nie Fanxin drove to the community where Mencius lived.The property management used four outdoor lights, and the scene of the crime was like daytime.

The police at the police station described the case, and Chen Anyou took notes.The time when Meng Ziqiao fell from the building was between 6:5 and 23 on June 46. A drunk neighbor found the body and called the police at 49:23.The forensic doctor preliminarily identified suicide. The corpse was lying on the ground with its head facing south and its feet facing north. The head was coagulated with blood, and brain fragments, skull fragments and hair could be seen around the flower bed.

After the policeman finished speaking, he pointed to the only upstairs room with lights on: "The trace inspection is searching for evidence at the deceased's home."

Nie Fanxin looked around, and Chu Wanning called her: "Fanxin, follow me up."

In the living room, trace inspectors wearing professional equipment inspected carefully, Chu Wanning did not disturb them, and stood at the window to observe.Mencius Qiao lived on the fourth floor of a duplex building, equivalent to the eighth floor of a flat floor.If he jumped from the window of the atrium and fell on the soft soil of the garden, he might have survived; but he chose to jump from the window facing the park and fell on the concrete floor outside the flower bed, which was only 30 centimeters away, and died on the spot.

The staff of the trace inspection department of the research institute knew her and came over to explain the situation: "Captain Chu, all the evidence so far points to suicide. There are no traces of fighting on the deceased's body. There are only his footprints and last words at the scene."

Chu Wanning nodded and asked, "Where is the last word?"

"My personal homepage is actually not a last word, it should be a confession letter. The last time I saved it was at 6:5 on June 23th, which coincides with the time of death. Fingerprints can be extracted from the computer keyboard membrane, and the result will be handed over to you tomorrow morning."

"Thank you." Chu Wanning went to the study.

The two forensic doctors in the family, Nie Fan, were fascinated by what they saw and heard, and raised doubts: "Generally, when the deceased commits suicide, the body will be in a prone position. Why is Mencius in a supine position?"

The staff explained patiently: "After the deceased fell, his left forehead and the inside of his left forearm rubbed against the wall next to the canopy on the third floor, and then his head hit the marble surface on the outer wall of the flower bed on the third floor. The planted cactus scratched and finally rebounded causing the deceased to lie on the concrete floor with his head south and feet north."

"Is it possible that Meng Ziqiao was standing at the window, and the murderer grabbed his legs and threw him downstairs?" Nie Fanxin believed that Liu Xiaorou had passed away for more than a year, and that Mencius Qiao had no motive for suicide.

"The door was locked from the inside, and there was no trace of the second person's activities at the scene." The officer took out a transparent sealed bag, "The deceased was slightly depressed, and his identification report from yesterday was found in the bedroom drawer. A large number of sleeping pills were also found in the spare medicine box. Suspected of taking sleeping pills to produce hallucinations."

"Okay, thank you." Nie Fanxin moved to Chu Wanning's side, seeing her staring blankly at the screen, her gaze also fell on the rows of words.

"Xiaorou, I'm sorry, I blamed me for going astray and being obsessed with ghosts. I should have listened to you at the beginning and quit earlier. Unfortunately, the flood is hard to recover, and there is no time to regret..."

No direction, just a piece of nonsense.Speaking of a suicide note, it is indeed not a suicide note; talking about a confession, it should have been confessed long ago.

Nie Fanxin squatted down with a frown, and then shouted, "Miss Wanning, look." Chu Wanning also squatted down and looked in the direction of her finger.I saw a layer of dust on the side and back of the computer host, but there was a clean place near the keyboard cable.

"This passage may have been written by the murderer to confuse the public." A while ago, Wan Yi was hospitalized and had nothing to do. She would browse some real cases of domestic and foreign trace inspection and forensic medicine.Documentaries are always better than hypnotic books. Nie Fanxin occasionally ignores them, but most of the time he can remember them in his heart.For example, for forging electronic suicide notes, stupid murderers directly wear gloves and use the deceased's computer keyboard to operate, thereby covering the deceased's original fingerprints and leaving clues; smart murderers will bring their own keyboards, but it is also prone to flaws.

"Well, it cannot be ruled out that Mencius replaced the keyboard, so the evidence is not sufficient, and we have to find other clues to support it." Chu Wanning walked out of the bedroom and reminded him to go in for investigation and record.

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang, and the caller ID was "Liang Shi".

"Hey."

Xiaoliang spoke urgently: "Captain Chu, lawyer Pei is suing Chen Anyou for picking quarrels and provoking trouble on behalf of Meng Ziqiao's parents."

"What?" Chu Wanning frowned subconsciously, but regained her composure in the blink of an eye, "Where is the person?"

"Lobby."

"Okay, I'll come down."

Chu Wanning hung up the phone, Nie Fanxin next to her had a complicated expression and asked, "How did Pei Xiaorong know that Mencius committed suicide?"

Pressing the display button of the elevator, Chu Wanning explained: "The incident of suicide cannot be covered up, it has already spread to the community."

Nie Fanxin bit her lower lip lightly, but didn't respond.

***

In the lobby on the first floor, Chen Anyou stared at the woman leaning on the bench, Pei Rong didn't give him a good look, and the two were at war.Seeing Chu Wanning's figure, Chen Anyou hurriedly said, "Captain Chu, I have already apologized, but she still wants to make trouble."

Pei Rong on the left is just and stern: "Team Chu, for chasing, intercepting, insulting, and intimidating others, causing minor injuries, minor injuries, or causing others to commit suicide, and using lethal weapons to chase and intercept others, chasing and intercepting others repeatedly Anyone who abuses, insults or intimidates others, or chases or intercepts the disabled, children and other vulnerable groups should be considered as aggravated. My client was identified by the hospital as mentally depressed and belongs to a vulnerable group. Officer Chen’s threats to him have constituted provoking trouble."

If convicted, it would mean the complete end of Chen Anyou's career. Naturally, Nie Fanxin didn't want to see it. She clenched her right fist and calmed down again and again before she said, "Lawyer Pei, how did you know that Meng Ziqiao committed suicide? It's only been 40 minutes so far, and our police have just arrived." If Meng Ziqiao's parents asked Pei Rong to represent her, Nie Fanxin could find excuses for her; on the contrary, perhaps Pei Yuanliang wanted to take the opportunity to attack the police, and Pei Rong was willing to become an accomplice.

The woman smiled: "Officer Nie, Dr. Meng is not in a good state of mind. I have been in touch with him before going to bed for the last two days. As for why I know? It depends on my connections. The property management manager of the community knows me."

"So, you were the one who found Mencius's parents?" Nie Fanxin's expression turned ugly.

Pei Rong admitted: "Yes, I have their contact information."

"Lawyer Pei, your filing requires our police to confirm that Meng Ziqiao committed suicide, so following normal procedures, Chen Anyou will be temporarily suspended." Chu Wanning stepped forward to make a rescue. She knew Pei Rong's situation and understood Nie Fanxin's doubts.

"It's Captain Chu who is sensible. I'll wait for the good news." Pei Rong raised her thin red lips slightly, and then turned around to leave. Nie Fanxin stepped forward to grab her and drag her outside.

Pei Rong didn't try to break free, but followed her: "Officer Nie, what are you doing? You're flirting with single women in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid that the forensic doctor Wan at home will be jealous?"

"Pei Xiaorong, you!" Nie Fan was impatient, let go of her, and asked, "Why? Are you still the Pei Rong I know?"

Pei Rong didn't look at her, twitched the corners of his mouth, and still answered that sentence: "Pei Yuanliang is my father."

Nie Fanxin retorted: "If Uncle Pei goes astray, you should pull him out instead of watching him sink deeper and deeper, or even fall with him."

Pei Rong knew that he couldn't convince her, so he simply cut off the next possible conversation: "He didn't do anything against the law, and I wouldn't know the law and break the law."

"Pei Xiaorong." Nie Fan stared at her with red eyes, "Aren't you thinking about Miss Wan Ning?"

"Officer Nie, she and I are at most bedmates, we have no formal relationship." Pei Rong smiled so easily that people had to believe it.

Nie Fanxin was surprised: "What?"

"Literally." Pei Rong didn't want to negotiate too much with her, so he opened his legs and walked towards the opposite side.

Nie Fanxin followed her: "Pei Xiaorong, will we stand on opposite sides in the future?"

Pei Rong ignored them, opened the door, started the car, and walked away.Nie Fanxin looked at the distant figure, and muttered to himself: "I hope not."

***

The research institute stayed up all night for the trace inspection. Forensic doctor Lin was responsible for the work, and the suicide case was handed over to his assistant, and the research intern was in charge of the autopsy.After several hours of autopsy, it was determined that he fell from the building during his lifetime.He explained the situation to Nie Fanxin, who was standing opposite to observe the process, that the bruised surface caused by falling from the building after death should be waxy yellow or pale.The autopsy found that the bruised surface formed by Mencius Qiao's fall was dark red, consistent with the characteristics of falling from the building before his death.

"Officer Nie, combined with the on-site trace inspection, it is basically certain that the deceased committed suicide."

In the quiet space, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "When we do technical work, we can't use the word 'basic'. We must give accurate suggestions or results."

"Wan Zhuyan." The research intern greeted in a muffled voice.

"Wan Forensic Physician." There were outsiders around, and Nie Fanxin called her because of her work relationship, but the corners of her lips curled up immediately betrayed her inner excitement.

Wan Yi smiled back, then turned to the research intern and asked, "Has the blood of the deceased been analyzed?"

The research intern replied timidly: "Not yet, the colleagues in the laboratory just went to work, and the results will be available in half an hour." At this time, before 8 o'clock, they finished their busy work and ran up and down.

Wan Yi said convincingly: "If the blood results are not obtained, how can we draw conclusions? Suppose the murderer took advantage of the unconsciousness of the deceased and pushed him downstairs?"

"I..." the research intern moved out the trace inspection, "the next department did not find any traces of the second person's activities at the scene."

"Traces of activity can be erased."

"I didn't see signs of a fight either."

"Can you resist in a coma?" Wan Yi folded her hands on her chest, her aura was overwhelming.The research intern in front of her graduated with a master's degree and has been with Forensic Doctor Lin for two months, and her on-the-spot judgment ability is obviously insufficient.However, she was not in the same group, and she couldn't be harsh, so she raised her head and asked Wei Lan, who was on the right side of the anatomy table, who was in charge of the video: "Wei Lan, what about you? You have been working for more than a year and have also presided over many autopsies. Why didn't you raise any doubts?"

Although the words are harsh, they are actually beating the two young people.

"Wan Zhuyan, I have a record." Wei Lan handed over the notebook, carefully annotated with a red pen on the side, and drew a crying face and question marks in a leisurely manner. (Ask Master later)

Wan Yi returned the notebook to her: "Colleagues can communicate and learn from each other, and solve problems in a timely manner."

"Oh." Wei Lan nodded.

"After sorting out the autopsy records, send them to my mailbox." In fact, Wan Yi was entrusted by Forensic Doctor Lin to help watch and check.

"understood."

Nie Fanxin meticulously cleaned and disinfected his hands, and followed Wan Yi back to the office. As soon as the door closed, he cared, "Why don't you tell me when you come back."

Wan Yi signaled, "Look at your phone."

Looking down, there were two missed calls and a WeChat message.It turned out that in the early morning, she was afraid of disturbing her colleagues who were resting on the table, so she turned her mobile phone to silent.

Nie Fanxin embraced Wan Yi's arm, and said in a soft voice, completely opposite to the tone when handling the case, "Well, I forgot to turn it on."

"Eat." Wan Yi took out a bowl of pasta, a carton of milk, and a boiled egg as if by magic.

"How do you know I'm hungry?" Nie Fanxin took the chopsticks and couldn't help pecking her lips lightly, "Doctor Wan, you are so kind."

The author has something to say: The crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble comes from "Article 193 of the xxxxxxx Criminal Law".