Forensics

It's the beginning of a new day, and the entire meeting room of the Special Criminal Division has been cleaned twice in the past few days before anyone can enter.

In the end, Gu Yanchen borrowed a few sticks of Tibetan incense from Shen Junci, and lit them in the meeting room. It would be much better to use them as a deodorant.

After this case, the Special Criminal Division began to conclude the case again, but the Criminal Forensic Medicine Division received a new case.

Someone called the police. In a remote roadside ditch, a half-decomposed male body was suddenly found. The victim was in his 50s, and the body still had traces of being crushed and dragged by wheels.

This case was initially handled as a traffic accident, but after the traffic police went to investigate, they found that there seemed to be something else hidden in the case, so they transferred it to the criminal police team. Team Shao of the criminal investigation team led his criminal police to start investigating the situation.

At first glance, this looks like a serial car accident.

The night of the accident was dark and windy.

Several drivers said they were not careful and the body was in the blind spot of their vehicles.

They felt that the deceased was probably dead before being hit by them, and at best they scratched the body.

The police checked the surveillance, and the man was initially in the blind spot of surveillance.

Afterwards, he was caught in his clothes by a bus and dragged into the monitoring area. After that, the man was run over by three vehicles, and finally thrown into a nearby ditch by a vehicle.

The body was taken to the forensic center for an autopsy. The body was run over by a car one after another, and lay in the ditch for several days. The damage was a bit serious.

Cheng Gong took Song Qiancheng to do an autopsy, and examined many traces on his body one by one. Most of the injuries were caused by the rolling of the wheels. Most of the wounds had no life response and were caused after death.

In the end, the autopsy reached the head, and the hair was shaved off, but an even more unreasonable strange phenomenon was discovered.

There was a deep scar on the skull of the deceased, with an area of ​​5cm x 5cm. The center of the scar was on the forehead of the deceased. It looked like a blunt force blow. This injury caused a skull fracture. It was at the core of the wound. , as if something sharp had pierced through the skull and reached the brain.

Subarachnoid hemorrhage and other conditions also appeared on the head of the deceased, and various signs indicated that this injury was the cause of death of the deceased.

Cheng Gong stared at the injury on the skull, and he made a judgment that this kind of scar cannot be formed no matter how the car crashes.The deceased seemed to have suffered a serious blow before his death.

Now the case looks even more strange. Could it be that this person was hit with a blunt object, thrown his body on the road, and then run over by a car?

Cheng Gong couldn't determine the cause of death, so he asked Song Qiancheng to invite Shen Jun to resign.

Shen Junci brought Qi Yi'an to the third dissection room, and inspected the disembowelled corpse.

The autopsy has been completed. The deceased's abdominal cavity, chest cavity, and head were opened. The skull was sawed off. The middle-aged man's skin was pale and his blood vessels protruded, forming some corruption nets. turbid.

On his body, there were some signs of being crushed and dragged by the wheels, and there were fractures in his right leg, arm and ribs.

After Cheng Gong introduced the situation at the side, he added an explanation: "The toxicology has been tested, there is no poisoning, and there is no sign of drunkenness. The scar on the head seems to be caused by a blunt instrument with sharp thorns, but the performance in the body is like He died of suffocation, multiple organs were congested in spots, what could be the cause of death? Could it be a murder disguised as a car accident?"

Shen Junci looked at the corpse lying on the dissection table, and flipped through the autopsy report.

He quickly made a judgment: "It's not like a car accident after a murder. Consider lightning and electric shock to death. If the deceased has been struck by lightning, such marks may also be formed on the head."

Lightning strike is a special way of death, and the manifestations will vary. Some lightning injuries are very obvious, and the body surface of the deceased will be extensively damaged, while others do not show any damage.

The most obvious feature of death caused by lightning is that it will leave a tree-like lightning strike pattern on the corpse. This is because the blood vessels dilate and congest after being struck by lightning. Disappearing over time, often by the time of forensic examination, the lines are no longer there.

Sometimes lightning occurs in a local area. By the time people find the body, the thunderstorm will have passed, and those features will disappear one after another. When ordinary forensic doctors conduct autopsies, they are inexperienced and cannot find special traces, so they will not think about lightning strikes.

Shen Junci had seen several corpses struck by lightning, and recognized them at a glance. The head injuries of the deceased were not caused by blunt blows, but the marks left by lightning strikes.

Cheng Gong carefully inspected the scars on the head of the corpse, and he found some slight signs of burning. Just to be on the safe side, he asked Shen Junci again: "Forensic doctor Shen, do you have any other basis for judgment?"

Shen Junci pointed to the shaved hair of the deceased: "The deceased did not have natural curly hair. The curly hair may be mildly burned and curly caused by lightning."

Hearing this, Qi Yi'an looked at the messy shaved hair of the deceased, and took out a magnifying glass to examine the body hair and fine hair on the deceased's body: "Indeed, those hairs are all curly!"

Cheng Gong finally found the direction, and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you Shen Forensic Doctor, then I will refine it, and after the final confirmation, I will send the criminal police team an autopsy report."

After the autopsy report was completed, Qi Yi'an and Song Qiancheng went to the criminal police team together and handed over the report to Team Shao.

Yu Shen hurried to check the weather forecast. On the day of the deceased's death, there were indeed occasional heavy rains.

The section of road that the deceased passed was very flat, with no tall trees or other buildings around.

The rain only fell for a short while, and part of the ground was wet, but it was lightning and thunder.

The surrounding environment shows that pedestrians may be struck by lightning.

The criminal police also found nearby residents for questioning. Several of them witnessed the local heavy rain and also saw the scene of lightning striking not far away.

Team Shao sorted out the whole case. The deceased should have been struck by lightning first and fell on the road. Then the body was dragged and crushed by passing vehicles, and finally thrown into the ditch.It was only because the thunder and lightning stopped when the vehicles dragged the dead body away, and the body was soaked in the ditch for a few days, so the police did not think that the dead might be killed by lightning at first.

When the truth of a case came to light, Team Shao sighed with emotion: "Shen Forensic Doctor really deserves his reputation, and I didn't expect that the lightning strike this day was actually real?"

Song Qiancheng smelled gossip: "Captain Shao, did this man do anything unreasonable in his life?"

Yu Shen said: "The deceased was once the principal of an Internet addiction school."

Qi Yi'an came to a sudden: "No wonder... It really is the way of heaven and good reincarnation."

After handling the case, the forensic room was free again.

As they were about to get off work, Song Qiancheng sent them some snacks and fruits to express his gratitude. He was still lamenting the case just now, leaning on the table and chatting with Qi Yi'an.

The two are about the same age, both love to watch dramas, and have many topics in common.Chatting and chatting, somehow, I talked about my first autopsy experience.

Qi Yi'an said: "At that time we did the autopsy for the first time, and the general teacher was a middle-aged man who died in a car accident. His head and feet looked good, but when he opened it up, he found that the sternum was completely crushed, and there were many more I was looking forward to the first autopsy, but after seeing this body, I had nightmares for several days."

Song Qiancheng was eating potato chips there, biting them hard: "I'm fine, the first general teacher I met died of natural illness, it was an older old lady, she was dying The body was donated before, the retina was transplanted to the patient, and the body was transported to our forensic medicine department."

Qi Yi'an said with emotion: "Your first time was actually for a female corpse."

Song Qiancheng hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't use simplification, this is the first autopsy, otherwise, if others hear it, where is my innocence?"

Qi Yi'an understood, and laughed: "At that time, female corpses were very rare, and you had to be lucky to come across them."

Song Qiancheng said: "We have very few schools, and even fewer young ones. There are many baby corpses, and the most precious ones are children's corpses. And generally fresh corpses will be close to the medical department of our school. Sometimes we have a few more corpses here. The dean of our department was so worried that he almost went to fight with the medical department."

Shen Junci sat across from them, tidied up his desk, and added water to the teapot.

Qi Yi'an got excited chatting, raised his head and asked him: "Master, what happened to the corpse you dissected for the first time."

Shen Junci paused his hands and said, "I forgot."

Qi Yi'an froze for a moment.

Song Qiancheng also said: "Forensic Shen, how could you forget it? You definitely don't want to talk about it. And you don't even bother to make up nonsense."

Qi Yi'an said: "That's right, our school's anatomy teacher said that for a forensic doctor, the first corpse examined is like first love, which is impressive and unforgettable."

In forensics, this is a common topic that never gets cold feet.

Shen Junci's reaction was obviously abnormal.

Forensic Doctor Shen made the tea and changed the subject naturally: "Qi Yi'an, is your monthly report summary finished?"

As soon as work was mentioned, the faces of the two children fell down.

Song Qiancheng stood up and said, "I'm going back, and I have to hand over a report to Forensic Doctor Cheng before I get off work."

When Song Qiancheng went out, the office became quiet.

Shen Junci picked up the teacup, his hands were cold, and he even trembled slightly, even with warm tea, he couldn't cover it.

These forensic doctors are fond of talking about the first corpse.

But for him, it was a wound in his life that he didn't want to touch.So he always avoids such topics.

The first body he examined was none other than Lin Xianglan.

At that time, Lin Xianglan passed away, and he delayed for a long time before holding a memorial ceremony.

The memorial service was chosen on a Saturday afternoon at 03:30 pm.

Gu Yanchen accompanied him that day.

After lunch, they arrived at the venue in less than one o'clock.

Before the deceased is placed on the dais covered with flowers, there is a period of time reserved for the family of the deceased to say goodbye.

He knew about it at that time, and he went to that room to see it in advance. In order to let the living and the dead bid farewell, the room was small, without windows, and without cameras.

He said to Gu Yanchen: "I want to say goodbye to my dad, can you wait for me outside for a while."

Gu Yanchen agreed without thinking too much.

He added: "I have a lot to say to my dad, it may take a long time."

Gu Yanchen said: "I'll wait for you in the corridor."

When Gu Yanchen went out, he locked the door and walked back to the corpse.

The body was taken out of the freezer and thawed.

Lin Xianglan was lying on his back with his eyes closed, his complexion was pale, and there was no blood. Later, there will be a special person to do the makeup on the corpse to make him look better.

He put the phone aside with a stand, turned on the recording function, took a deep breath and said, "Dad, I'm sorry, in order to find out the cause of your death, I have to perform an autopsy on you now."

Then he held his breath and unbuttoned the corpse's shroud.

Lin Xianglan lay quietly, his pale body was exposed, with a row of black threads sewing the corpse together.

He looked at the corpse, his hands trembling, and then he stabilized his mind, and took out tools such as the scalpel and hemostat from his pockets. He wore a baggy suit specially to hide these things.

This is what he thought of in the previous days.

He still didn't believe that Lin Xianglan died of a heart attack.

He also didn't trust the forensic examination results of the city bureau, but his father's colleagues urged him to cremate the body several times, persuading him to deal with the funeral as soon as possible.

There seemed to be eyes everywhere, making him wonder who he should trust.

He has been sensitive since childhood.

Although he didn't know the exact situation, he knew that the situation must be very bad.

Once cremated, a lot of evidence is gone.

But he couldn't keep dragging on.

Then the best way to verify is to remove some of Lin Xianglan's internal organs and test them later.

He majored in communication in college, and he has nothing to do with forensic medicine.

In the past few days, he went to the bookstore to buy forensic textbooks, and then downloaded some autopsy videos, and secretly bought forensic autopsy tools, completely relying on self-study.

Before that, although he often went to the forensic room, he had seen some corpses.

But watching other people's videos is different from doing it yourself.

Seeing the death of a stranger is also very different from dissecting a dead relative.

At that time, he regretted a little, why he didn't listen to Lin Xianglan's choice of major, but chose forensic medicine. If he had listened to Lin Xianglan's advice and became a forensic doctor, maybe he wouldn't have become so embarrassed.

The room of the funeral home was eerily quiet.

He felt his heart beating and his fingers were cold.

The scissors cut the sutures, and he boldly inserted his gloved hand into Lin Xianglan's cold body.

He always thought that his psychological quality was very good, watching those horror movies, others screamed in fright, but he was unmoved.

But the scene in front of him was still too cruel.

After all, this is the father who gave birth to him for more than [-] years, and the relative he has always depended on.

He controlled his emotions, kept himself from collapsing, tried his best to let his mind think of something else, distracted himself, and kept his hands as steady as possible.

He distinguishes the colorful internal organs in the human body.

Lin Xianglan's heart was removed, and her stomach was completely removed, but was not put back in place. Fortunately, the liver was still there.

At that moment, his brain was extremely tense, but his thoughts were extremely active.

Scenes of what Lin Xianglan had said and done to him in the past appeared in his mind.

Snippets keep flashing back.

Lin Luo suddenly remembered something.

When he graduated from elementary school and was admitted to a good junior high school, Lin Xianglan kept saying that he would cook him a big meal and eat something delicious.That day, Lao Lin bought all the ingredients, and the rest were almost stewed, but there was an emergency and he had to go out for a while.

Lin Xianglan hurried out the door: "I've stewed the beef, only one grouper is missing, and it's in the refrigerator. I'll send you a making video later, try it out."

He didn't think there was anything wrong. In the past, Lin Xianglan often did this kind of thing.

Seeing that the time was about the same, he studied the video, went to the freezer of the refrigerator, opened the door and took out the grouper.

The fish had been frozen for a while, and his body was cold. He was about to cook the fish according to the steps, when he suddenly found that the fish had not been treated.

He also dissected small animals in nature class before, and saw how to handle fish at the booth.

So he started to deal with it according to the method he remembered.

The abdominal wall of the grouper is thick and hard. He cut it open with scissors and removed the internal organs of the fish. Then he scraped off the mucus on the fish and washed it with water. .

He is going to go further and remove the gills.

But when his hand penetrated the gills of the fish head, an accident happened.The fish suddenly opened its mouth, took a breath, and came alive.

Only then did he realize that the fish might not have died, but had passed out from being frozen in the refrigerator.While the fish was in a coma, he took out its internal organs and heart.

As soon as the huge fish moved, it fell into the pool, and then it started to struggle like crazy, covered in blood.

There was so much movement that blood was thrown on the kitchen wall.

He watched the fish jumping and wanted to throw it or hit it to end its life, but the fish was moving so hard that it was difficult to hold it tightly.

He knew it couldn't survive, but it was the process of fighting against the dead body that made him even more frightened.

One person and one fish fought like that, and after more than ten minutes, the fish finally slowed down.

When he was young, he took a knife and exhausted all his strength, and chopped off the head of the fish one by one.

After the fish was processed, blood was all over the walls, and the whole kitchen was as tragic as a scene of dismemberment.

He silently cleaned up the messy kitchen, and then made a dish of steamed turbot.

Later, Lin Xianglan was full of praise for that dish.

Because the fish is freshly killed, there is no fishy smell at all, the meat is fresh and tender, and the seasoning is very suitable.

But he didn't eat a bite.

Since then, he has had a shadow on the kitchen and doesn't like to cook by himself.

At this very moment, standing by the funeral home bedside, fiddling with his father's body, he thought of that unlucky fish.

When he faced that tragic scene, there was a strong fear in his heart, and he seemed to be roaring silently.

He struggled to endure the nausea, his fingers swam in the slippery and cold internal organs, using his meager forensic knowledge to identify the condition of the organs.

Using a video on his cell phone, he clumsily cut off several pieces of liver tissue with a razor blade and placed them in test boxes filled with different solutions.A few parts are pure alcohol, some are formalin.

While doing all this, his scalp was numb, and his whole body was numb. All he thought in his mind was "I want to finish all this", "I must find out the cause of Lin Xianglan's death", "If you start, you can't stop." come down".

Fortunately, the corpse had been placed for a long time and had been dissected again, so not much blood came out.

After taking the visceral slices, he began to thread the needles, and sewed up the corpse bit by bit.

The frozen body was hard and slippery, and on several occasions, needles pricked my fingers.

He gritted his teeth and calmed himself down until everything was sewn up.

The whole time was a bit longer than he expected, and by the time he finished all his work, sweat was already soaking his back.

There was a knock on the door, and the staff needed to make up Lin Xianglan and arrange the venue.

He called hoarsely: "Wait a moment."

Then he stabilized his mind, took off his gloves, put on the corpse's clothes, and wrapped all kinds of dissection tools in paper towels, hiding them on his body.

Everything was back to normal, as if nothing had happened, he stood up and opened the door.

A staff member from the funeral home came in and put on makeup for Lin Xianglan, while Gu Yanchen was still waiting on the chair outside the door.

It took him a total of five or ten minutes. Others probably thought he was crying inside sadly. Someone came to comfort him, especially Gu Yanchen, who gave him a gentle hug.

His mother passed away early, and this was the first time in his life to formally attend a memorial service, but he did not expect it to be his father's.

Lin Xianglan closed his eyes and lay down among the white flowers.

The atmosphere of the memorial service was heavy. Everyone was dressed in dark clothes and sat quietly at the scene.Wreaths and wreaths were brought in from the hall of the funeral home to the gate.

The memorial service was hosted by Gu Yanchen, and several colleagues from the Central City Bureau gave brief speeches.

People are thinking about this dedicated public security chief, counting his achievements, and recalling the changes he brought to the city.

Many people who came to the memorial service were saved by Lin Xianglan.

People wept bitterly when they talked about emotion.

He sat in the first row of seats as a relative, his eyes were slightly red, and his face was expressionless.

After the memorial service, the body was sent directly to the crematorium, where it was burned and turned into a mass of ashes.

When he got the urn, the people around him seemed to be finally relieved.

It wasn't until later that he realized that among those who surrounded him, some were afraid that he would be close to the truth.And some people are afraid that he will encounter danger when he gets close to the truth.

He stored the urn and went to see the cemetery he had chosen for Lin Xianglan.

In front of the tombstone, he burned some paper money for Lin Xianglan, and the black shreds of paper were flying in the wind.

People dispersed, and finally it was all over.

Only Gu Yanchen didn't leave, he walked over and said to him, "Lin Luo, I know there is something wrong with your suspicion of your father's death."

He thought for a moment, then denied it: "I just found it hard to accept my father's death."

Gu Yanchen whispered: "I will investigate this matter, no matter how long it has been, I will give you the truth."

He remembered that day, Gu Yanchen wore a black overcoat, his expression was extremely serious, as if he had made a solemn promise.

He responded in a low voice, but felt in his heart that he didn't need Gu Yanchen to tell him the truth, he could find out by himself.

At that time, no one knew that he had several specimen boxes in his arms, which contained Lin Xianglan's body tissues.

He didn't expect that such a risky move would bring him a fatal disaster...

Just as I recalled this, someone knocked on the door outside the office.

Shen Junci took a deep breath, he looked up and saw Gu Yanchen standing at the door.

Times have changed, like a lifetime away.

Then he looked at the time displayed on the computer, only to realize that he was off work.

He turned off the computer, stood up, and walked out of the office.