The police station in Xiangjiang is called the Police Station.
At this moment, forensic doctors Zhao Yu and Zhang Peipei are examining the body in the autopsy room and listening to reports from local police forensic personnel.
An old forensic doctor who looked a little slovenly said in a very blunt Mandarin: "It was indeed strangled to death! It was strangled very hard, and the strangulation marks were very obvious...
"The face is bruised and swollen, there are bleeding spots on the skin, the conjunctival membrane of the eyes, and foamy fluid in the mouth and nose. These are the most common symptoms of strangulation..."
"Wait a minute, I just want to understand one thing," Zhao Yu said, "The deceased was dragged from the bedroom to the living room by the murderer and strangled to death!
"But... how can you strangle the deceased to death when he is lying on the ground?" Zhao Yu asked in a simple pose, "If you want to strangle a lying person to death, do you have to kick his shoulders with your feet and then push hard? Tie the rope?"
"It's not that..." the old forensic doctor also made a gesture and said, "I pressed the person face down on the ground, then stepped on his back, and strangled him like this..."
"Is it like this?" Zhao Yu also gestured, "In this case, there will be no footprints on the back?"
"What? Footprints?" The old forensic doctor was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "It seems there are no obvious footprints, right?"
"What does it mean?" Zhao Yu smacked his lips.
"Well, absolutely not!" the old forensic doctor quickly changed his words, "The murderer might have taken off his shoes, or was wearing shoe covers..."
"Okay, okay..." Zhao Yu shook his head helplessly and continued to ask, "Where is the murder weapon? What was found?"
"It has metal components," the old forensic doctor said, "It should be something like steel cables and wires. Judging from the strangulation marks, they are as thick as half a finger!"
"Then... where is Gumantong? Where is Gumantong now?"
"It's in the forensics department," the old forensic doctor gestured to the next door, "The test should have been completed by now."
"Okay," Zhao Yu turned around and said to Zhang Peipei, "Forensic Doctor Zhang, I'll leave this to you. You can check the body and evidence carefully, and notify me in time if anything happens."
"Well..." Zhang Peipei nodded.
After saying that, Zhao Yu walked away, but just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned around hurriedly and asked the old forensic doctor:
"By the way, is that Thai guy here?" Zhao Yu gestured with his long hair and glasses, "Is that the expert?"
"Here he is, he's here!" The old forensic doctor nodded affirmatively, "I came here to see the body more than half an hour ago, and then left in a hurry!"
"What!? So simple?" Zhao Yu muttered in his heart and asked hurriedly, "Did he say anything?"
The old forensic doctor shook his head.
"Then what was his expression at that time?" Zhao Yu asked again.
"Expression? The expression..." The old forensic doctor recalled it carefully and said seriously, "I was too preoccupied with my work and didn't look carefully!"
"I'll go..." Zhao Yu gave this person a dirty look, but had nothing to do.
In desperation, he had no choice but to walk out of the autopsy room and walked towards the forensic department.
Originally, the local police arranged for a higher-level assistant for Zhao Yu, but Zhao Yu was holding back his anger, so he sent the person away.
Zhao Yu briefly asked the forensics department staff, who told him that only fingerprints matching those of the deceased were found on Gumantong, and nothing else was found.
"Then..." Zhao Yu saw the mantra on Gumantong, and suddenly thought of the Thai expert, and asked casually, "Has the Thai expert Mia visited this Gumantong?"
"No... no..." The forensic officers looked at each other and shook their heads in unison.
No way
This time, Zhao Yu felt something was wrong even more.
If the Thai expert had just gone to the autopsy room to examine the body, then why not do the same as myself and stop by to take a look at GumanThong
Also, the old forensic doctor said that he came here just to take a look at the body and then left in a hurry...
gone
What did you do
no…
Zhao Yu felt more and more strange about the Thai expert's behavior. He quickly put down Gumantong and left the forensics department.
As soon as he went out, he immediately called Ding Lan:
"Hello? Sister, didn't you say before that if I want to communicate, I can come to you? Can you help me find that Thai expert now? I want to have a good talk with him!"
"No problem," Ding Lan's answer was very straightforward, "Now go to the parking lot and I will take you to find him!"
Next, Zhao Yu did not return to the office to preside over the investigation work. Instead, he got into Ding Lan's car and drove to the entrance of a Western restaurant very close to the police station.
"Box No. 5," Ding Lan gestured to the restaurant and said concisely, "He is alone! You can talk among yourselves, I won't go in!"
sharp…
Zhao Yu secretly admired that the Special Service Department was worthy of being a Secret Service Department, and everyone's traces were under their control.
So, Zhao Yu stepped into the Western restaurant and soon saw Dr. Mia from Box 5.
To his surprise, the doctor was leisurely sipping coffee and reading an English newspaper.
However, this person was relatively alert. Zhao Yu had just appeared when Dr. Mia discovered him.
"Oh?" Mia held her glasses frame with her hand, looked at Zhao Yu carefully, and said without any surprise, "Isn't this Mr. Detective? Why are you here?"
Zhao Yu smiled slightly, said hello to the other party, and then sat opposite the doctor.
"Oh..." Mia put down the newspaper and nodded to Zhao Yu in a very reserved manner, "I wonder if you want to talk to me about this case?"
"Gumantong is your strong point," Zhao Yu cupped his hands and clasped his fists, "I hope you can give me some advice, sir!"
"Oh, I can't take it, I can't take it!" Mia waved her hands quickly, and then said, "We are originally conducting a joint investigation and learning from each other!"
"Then..." Zhao Yu opened his palm and made a gesture, which means stop inking and get down to business!
"Hehehe..." Mia habitually adjusted her glasses with her hands and said, "This case is a crude imitation and not the work of the real Gumantong killer. You can rest assured about this. !”
really…
In fact, Zhao Yu had already guessed that this might be the result, otherwise, it would be impossible for Mia not to even take a look at the Gumantong.
"So, that Gumantong should not belong to the deceased!"
"Oh..." Zhao Yu had done homework before, but after all, he had too little exposure to this kind of thing.
Unexpectedly, when talking about this, Mia suddenly lost consciousness slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, he finally lowered his voice and whispered to Zhao Yu: "I don't know, do you know that the real cause of death of the deceased in the Gumantong case... was not strangulation!"
"Ah? What!?" As soon as he said this, Zhao Yu was suddenly surprised...
(End of chapter)