"Miss Lin, may I ask what your attitude is in testifying for the suspect this time?"
"Miss Lin, are you sure that your autopsy results can convince the judge and affect the verdict?"
"I heard that the suspect's father is the boss of Xinye Company, and the Lin Group has business dealings with Xinye Company. Is this true?"
"Miss Lin, it is rumored that you and Director Zhang of Zhongcheng Group are close..."
As soon as she got out of the car, she was surrounded by the media, the spotlights flashed randomly, and all kinds of long guns and short cannons came to her.
The housekeeper protected her and walked in, while the bodyguards cleared the way ahead, but the person in the middle of the storm kept his calm face, and did not raise his brows when facing all kinds of tricky and weird questions.
until-
Lin Yan took off his sunglasses, and with a playful smile on his lips, he looked at the banners and wreaths placed under the steps of the Supreme Court.
"An unscrupulous forensic doctor who testifies for the murderer will die!"
"The insane forensic doctor who disregards human relationship and black heart gets out of the judicial circle!"
"Miss—" the butler wanted to go out to stop her.
Lin Yan put the sunglasses back on again, and even whistled happily: "Next time, change to a better photo."
The black and white photo of the woman on the wreath has high brows and prominent cheekbones, unlike the gentle and soft portraits in traditional aesthetics. There is always a bit of aloofness in her eyes, and the slight smile on her lips seems to be mocking this absurd world.
Before the trial, Lin Yan changed into the uniform of the Institute, a white coat over a striped shirt, which was different from the red cross armbands of ordinary doctors. The initials of the Institute were abbreviated on the chest, and the logo was dark blue. Colored Pyramid Pattern.
Everything was ready, the lawyer walked and talked with her: "This time the other party came prepared, is the evidence in your hand enough to support his exculpation?"
Lin Yan shrugged, expressing that he could do nothing: "The judge decides whether to get rid of the crime or not. I use the money to do things. I am only responsible for providing evidence in his favor. The rest has nothing to do with me."
At the beginning of the trial, the two-hour long tug-of-war between lawyers from both sides made Lin Yan drowsy. However, when the judge called her name, the two casual eyes opened, and there was a flash of sharpness.
She stood up slowly and walked to the witness stand.
The prosecutor's lawyer took a deep breath and subconsciously went to see his witness, another experienced forensic doctor.
The other party was also facing a formidable enemy, and the two looked at each other, both of them feeling a bit desperate.
"The semen and DNA of the suspect Jin Weixin were tested on the underwear and the wipes of the deceased. Do you have anything to say about this
The prosecutor's lawyer took the lead in asking questions.
Lin Yan didn't even frown: "There's nothing to say."
The handcuffed suspect sitting underneath seemed agitated to be held down by the bailiff.
Ms. Lin, who cherished words like gold, glanced at him, and finally added another sentence: "But this can only show that he had sex with the deceased, and it cannot explain that he killed the person."
The opposing lawyer slightly bent his lips: "According to the police's investigation results, at around ten o'clock in the evening on April 18, 2007, the deceased entered the KTV private room with the suspect and the suspect's friends. This is the surveillance video in the corridor. "
The lawyer's assistant turned on the computer and pressed the play button. Lin Yan looked over and saw Jin Weixin on the screen hugging the deceased named Wang Li, with a friendly expression and staggering steps, as if he was drunk.
At this time, the place they walked was just under a camera, and the surveillance flashed past Wang Li's impatient but forced to bear it back.
At this time, the time on the surveillance video was 10:15. Two hours later, Jin Weixin ran out of the box in a panic by himself, and returned to the box after about ten minutes later, dragging a suitcase.
That suitcase was the tool he used to throw the corpse. His behavior was suspicious at first, but he was the boss, so the employees naturally didn't dare to say anything. What's more, it was early in the morning and he was exhausted, so he escaped. The CCTV surveillance also captured his driving trajectory. He had a motive for committing the crime and the facts of the crime. The autopsy results were even more convincing.
Jin Weixin, who was sitting below, was wearing handcuffs, his expression flickered for a while, and his hands were unconsciously clasped together, which was a sign of nervousness.
"According to the testimony of an eyewitness who drank together in the private room that night, the suspect started to touch the deceased shortly after he sat down, and the deceased had no choice but to give in to him because he was his boss, until the suspect—" he said coolly His eyes turned to Jin Weixin.
"Let the deceased pick up the playing cards that fell between his crotch with his mouth."
"Dick it, why don't you pick it up, pick it up with your mouth, and the money will be yours." Jin Weixin slapped the face of the girl kneeling beside him with the money.
The woman was wearing a thin, cropped top and shorts. Seeing that she was not moving, the man directly stuffed the money into her low neckline.
"Dick it! Pick it up for me! If you can't pick it up, you don't have to do it!" The girl said as she pressed her head down, tears welled up in her eyes.
There was booing from the gallery.
The judge knocked on the hammer: "Silence!"
Lin Yan shook his head and sneered, and suddenly interrupted the other party's bragging: "I'm not interested in what happened between them, and there's no need to repeat it to me. I'll just explain my appraisal results—"
The prosecution witness stood up and spoke: "The deceased died of massive bleeding caused by a single-edged sharp wound, and the murder weapon was this fruit knife."
The lawyer held up the evidence bag, and the procuratorial medical examiner said one after another: "The murder weapon was 10cm long and 3cm wide at its widest point, which is consistent with the sharp wound on the deceased. fingerprints, what do you want to say about this?"
This question is for Lin Yan.
After standing for a long time, the eldest lady casually leaned on the table: "Lawyer, present evidence No. B and No. 4."
With the permission of the court, the lawyer turned on the computer and projected the ppt on the big screen.
"This is a bruise found on the lower back of the deceased—"
"I object, this is evidence that has nothing to do with this case!" The lawyer immediately raised his hand to speak.
The judge took one look at him, then turned his gaze back to the big screen.
"invalid objection."
Lin Yan raised the corners of his lips slightly: "The second autopsy found that there was only this bruise about 3cm in size all over the body of the deceased. As we all know, the contusion is caused by the rupture of blood vessels, so the blood must flow to produce bruises." .”
"After a person dies, the heart stops beating, the blood no longer circulates, and the blood coagulation will occur in just a few minutes, so naturally there will be no bruises."
"This doesn't mean anything, it's just a bruise, it's not fatal, it may have been hit or bumped during the resistance."
The forensic doctor answered.
Lin Yan snapped his fingers: "That's right, next, I will show evidence No. B and No. 2."
A picture of the interior of the KTV box appeared on the screen, which was an image taken by the police at the scene of the crime.
I saw a mess on the table, beer bottles lying in a haphazard manner, a pool of blood on the ground, and some splattered blood on the foot of the sofa.
"Zoom in and look at the shape of the corner of the table."
Everyone was in a fog.
Lin Yan frowned, smiled, and went to see the "experienced" forensic doctor.
Although she was smiling, there was a mocking light in her eyes.
A thin trace of sweat oozed from the opponent's forehead.
"A layman may not be able to understand it, but an experienced forensic doctor can tell at a glance how this contusion was formed. There are round tables in the box. Even if two people struggle hard, they will not be able to hit such a wound."
The bruise was the size of a fingernail, small in size, but deep, with bruises from the inside out.
The round table really couldn't hit such a mark.
"Then this can only show that the deceased was injured during his lifetime, and there are still fingerprints of the murderer on the murder weapon. It is already a certainty."
Lin Yan retorted: "Who said the cause of death was hemorrhagic shock caused by a sharp instrument injury?"
If the cause of death is not established, it would be a paradox even if Jin Weixin's fingerprints were on the murder weapon.
There was an uproar in the auditorium.
Again the judge called for silence.
"Then tell me, what was the cause of death?"
"It's foxglove poisoning."
Hearing her explain the reason, the forensic doctor clearly breathed a sigh of relief: "Follow-up investigations by the police found that the deceased had a history of heart disease and often took digitoxin-like drugs. We also did a blood drug test, and it was not fatal within the normal range. .”
Lin Yan sneered: "Really?"
The assistant turned on the computer knowingly.
"During the second autopsy, we examined the deceased's liver tissue and bile, and thus deduced the peak blood concentration, which was exactly one hour before death, and the dose—"
She paused, and said slowly: "Death."
Beads of sweat oozed from the forehead of the opposing lawyer, including the forensic doctor, who was also stunned and licked his lips.
The room was silent, only the criminal suspect slowly hugged his head with handcuffed hands.
It was already afternoon, and the evening light sneaked away from the tabletop and projected onto the floor, so the place where she was standing was without light, as if thrown into darkness.
The corner of Lin Yan's lips curled up, revealing a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down.
It's fine if she doesn't smile, but when she smiles, there is a bit of indescribable sarcasm.
"Even if the blood has almost metabolized the toxins, there will still be clues in the liver and bile, not to mention that the forensic identification of facts never relies on only one technical method, so we then extracted from the vitreous of the deceased's eyes The test result is still that the foxglove overdose caused death, and the identification result will be presented in court later.”
The prosecutor's lawyer suddenly turned his head to look at the forensic doctor. The other party's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his lips were moving up and down, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.
Examining the vitreous humor of the eye is an unconventional autopsy method. Anyone who sees a corpse with a fruit knife stuck in the chest and blood flowing everywhere will be the first reaction to die of massive bleeding.
This Lin Yan really did not follow the usual path.
After speaking for a long time, Miss Lin licked her chapped lips and returned to her seat.
First thought was—damn, I didn't have enough lip balm in the morning.
The police pay attention to evidence in handling cases, and the court's sentencing pays more attention to the integrity of the chain of evidence. It is imperative to send this case back for re-investigation and supplementary evidence.
Jin Weixin, who was handcuffed and escorted down the steps by the bailiff, passed by her, his throat moved, his voice was a little dry, and he uttered two words softly: "Thank you."
Lin Yan raised her eyebrows, her face was still expressionless, and before she had taken two steps, she was surrounded by media reporters swarming outside the court.
"Miss Lin, Miss Lin, is it because of your father that you testified for him?"
"Miss Lin, even though the suspect Jin Weixin was not found guilty of murder, he still violated the criminal law. Although he is a woman, he is also a woman. Do you have anything to say?"
"Miss Lin, you have testified for many criminal suspects in recent years, and many of them have been exonerated. For example, the death penalty in the "Chengnan Murder and Corpse Case" sentenced last month was changed to death with a suspended death sentence. I heard that you have been arrested by the Binhai Province. Is it true that the Public Security Bureau listed it as "Public Enemy Number One"?"
This question was thrown more and more sharply, and the person who was asked walked out surrounded by assistants, without looking sideways and without saying a word.
"Rang Rang, Rang Rang, Miss Lin, with a wealth of millions, why did you choose the job of forensic medicine?"
A young reporter, who looked like he had just graduated from college, was sweating profusely while holding a microphone, and squeezed in front of her with difficulty.
This question seemed to have nothing to do with the case, but Lin Yan paused, and the expression on his face under the camera changed slightly.
However, it was only for a moment, Lin Yan raised his foot and continued to walk forward, and the assistant and bodyguard pushed the little reporter away.
"Hey—Miss Lin" Seeing that she was about to walk out of the court hall, media reporters rushed forward again.
Someone shouted loudly: "Miss Lin, why do you think that Jin Weixin is not the murderer?!"
Lin Yan's footsteps finally stopped, and the corners of his lips curled up into a half-smile, and he casually dialed a reporter's microphone: "Then why do you think he must be the murderer?"
"This...according to the results of the police investigation..."
"Just based on a few photos of the crime scene, a spliced surveillance video from the beginning to the end, or the fingerprints left on the handle of the knife?"
She retorted, the spotlights flashed randomly, and everyone was speechless, but her gaze met those various gazes without avoiding them.
"In the end, it's not true. It's just wishful thinking. In your eyes, the poor are worthy of sympathy, and the rich are all merciless and merciless for the sake of being rich."
"Women shouldn't be forensic doctors, men should be sperms who kill on impulse, murderers kill, you..."
She raised her head and stared at the camera. The woman's eyes were beautiful, her pupils were dark and bottomless, and her eyes were more white than other people's. At first glance, she was amazed and a little creepy.
"Punishment."
The voice is cold and clear, but it is loud.
Not only the reporter was stunned, but the camera also reacted for a while before starting to frantically press the shutter.
At this time, Lin Yan was about to walk out of the gate of the Supreme Court. The reporters behind him were chasing after him, and the crowd of onlookers was also crowded in front of him. Someone shouted: "Lin Yan, have you ever thought about the victim when you testify for the murderer?" The situation of the family, you are not worthy of being a forensic doctor, go to death!"
It was too late and then it was too fast, the reporter group was torn apart, and someone rushed to the side staggeringly.
The bodyguard was also pushed away by the crowd and had no time to stop him. He took a step back in his high heels, and Lin Yan casually grabbed the assistant's collar and pulled him in front of him.
The 1.8 meter tall man was poured from head to toe by the filth before he could even react.
The reporters stepped back holding their noses, and the bailiff rushed out and pushed the troublemaker to the ground.
Lin frowned in disgust, and moved away a little, and the bodyguards gathered around her again: "Miss, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Lin Yan took off his white coat and handed it over: "Throw it away."
"Yes."
Thanks to this troublemaker, no one dared to go to her side anymore, for fear that he would be the next one to be splashed with feces.
Seeing her drifting away, the man wanted to cry but had no tears, his eyes were red, his body was smelly, and he was in a terrible state of embarrassment.
He almost cried: "Forensic Lin..."
Lin Yan didn't turn around: "From tomorrow onwards, I won't come to work."
The man was cold from head to toe, if it was a sharp weapon just now, would Lin Yan push him towards the edge
Is a human life so insignificant to her? !
If Lin Yan could hear his voice, he would probably say: how few dead people have you seen on the dissecting table
As the night fell, the big black Mercedes drove quietly on the road. Lin Yan sat in the back seat, as if closing his eyes and resting his mind. The city lights streamed on the car window, smearing his face a little deep.
The butler turned around and whispered: "Miss, old rules?"
She said "hmm" indifferently.
The housekeeper is an old man of the Lin family. The father who served her was sent to take care of her again. It can be said that he watched her grow up. Seeing her tired look, he lightly gestured for the driver to drive home.
Lin Yan opened his eyes: "No, go see someone."