Forensic Stories: Paradise

Chapter 11

Size, the murder weapon should be something like a fruit knife, have you found it? "I asked Lu Tian who was collecting evidence.

Lu Tian looked pale, and tremblingly took out a transparent evidence bag and put it in front of my eyes, "Here."

I heard from Yan Mu that Lu Tian just reported to the criminal police team the day before yesterday, and he was originally a clerk in the archives room, but he didn't know where his brain was broken, so he took the initiative to apply for transfer to the criminal police team.I heard that this girl has good grades and is proficient in fighting and marksmanship, but she looks a little timid.

"I don't know what the people above are thinking. There is no one in the bureau or something. Such a girl's film is also stuffed into our criminal police team," Yan Mu said calmly beside me. Is there a sour smell coming from it?

I looked at Yan Mu suspiciously, but Yan Mu rolled his big eyes at me and said viciously: "What are you looking at, it's time for work!"

On the way back to KTV to pick up the car, Yi Zehao said to me mysteriously: "Don't worry about the young couple Fu Jun and Yan Mu, it's troublesome."

I don't like to listen to gossip either, so I simply ignored anyone and just lit a cigarette and started to smoke. It's already past ten o'clock after such a busy work, and I didn't explain clearly on the phone just now, and the dead ghost at home didn't know how anxious it was. up.

"Hey, aren't you curious?" Yi Zehao leaned close to my ear and began to whisper.

I frowned and turned to look at him and said, "What are you curious about?"

"It's their business, what a big gossip~" He also drew a big circle with his hands, indicating that the gossip is really big.

I took a deep breath of the cigarette, swallowed it into my lungs, and sprayed it out of my nose again, "No matter how old I am, I'm not interested."

"It's that Lu Tian, ​​the granddaughter of Deputy Director Lu. She grew up in the same yard as Fu Jun, and she had a little longing for him since she was a child. It's not because he joined the criminal police team, Yan Mu knew. From now on, it will be a taste, but that kid Fu Jun is a stupefied young man, it's fine if he doesn't understand the mind of a little girl, and he can't even figure out what kind of anger Yan Mu is getting angry at, so the two sides can't get along." Yi Ze Hao is a big mouth who can't hide secrets, he will explain everything in detail if you don't ask him.

I pinch off the cigarette butt and exhale the last puff of smoke lightly, "Is it over?"

"It's over."

"I said that if you have time, you might as well focus on the business. Is it interesting to dig up these messy gossips? No wonder Ke Yan doesn't want you!"

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Turning the key to open the door, I was greeted by Xia Yubing's face that had already turned black into Bao Qingtian, and there was only a crescent moon on his forehead.

"Why so late?" His stiff voice was venting his dissatisfaction, but he still took the briefcase from me considerately, and helped me take off my suit jacket, which smelled of corpses, and threw it into the washing machine.

I was too tired to talk nonsense, so I simply lay down on the sofa and squinted my eyes to rest.Today, being caught by Yi Zehao and his group to treat guests to dinner, singing and dancing, being tossed almost to death and then receiving a case, life is worse than death.

When I was about to fall asleep in a daze, a can of cold beer was stuck to my face, causing me to sit up abruptly and wake up a lot, "It's so cold."

"Don't lie on the sofa. I've put hot water for you. Go take a bath. I'll heat up your dinner. You can eat right after you wash up."

I snatched the cold beer in his hand and walked towards the bathroom with tired steps.Having been a forensic doctor for so many years, I still feel nauseous every time I finish the autopsy, and I don’t have much appetite to eat, but if I don’t eat today, Xia Yubing will definitely keep nagging me until I’m dead. Sometimes he really looks like A chattering old woman makes people want to punch him hard in the mouth.

"I actually really hate the job of forensic medicine." A warm towel was placed on my face to cover my eyes, and I couldn't see anything, but I still felt Xia Yubing's breath, which was very close to me.

"Why?" Xia Yubing took a towel and gently wiped my body.

I lay lazily in the bathtub and enjoyed Xia Yubing's gentle movements, "If I have a job, it means that someone has been wronged, or seriously injured or passed away. What I see is always the cruel killing of human beings."

"But you are the embodiment of justice," Xia Yubing said. "You set up a scale with a scalpel. You punish evil and eliminate rape, let the living feel relieved and the dead rest in peace. In the cases under your hands, no one died in vain, and no one was wronged. , right? Cruel killings need righteous salvation, and the one who can save them is you."

"It's the first time I realize you're a philosopher," I laughed.

Xia Yubing took off the towel covering my face, and teased, "Master, if you are in a good mood, come out to eat quickly, otherwise the dishes will be cold and hot again!"

At the dining table, I fiddled with the dishes on the plate with my chopsticks in my hands, occasionally picking out some that looked pleasing to the eye and putting them into my mouth. The person who pours the tea is very attentive.

But as careful as he is, he quickly noticed my strangeness, "You look very strange recently."

"What's wrong?" I put down my chopsticks and propped my head up to look at him.

"When I first came here, you were like a cockfighting cock, holding your proud comb all day long, looking like you wanted to peck at anyone who disliked you, and it felt good to act like a baby to me occasionally. But these two days you have been like a frost fight Like my eggplant, listless, especially today," he said, "could it be dissatisfaction with desire? How long have you not vented?"

"Pfft—" I spit out the hot soup in a daze, does this guy really know what he's talking about?What a cockfight!What desire dissatisfaction!What a vent!Does he think I'm one of those species whose emotions are controlled by the lower body? !

"Don't get excited, I'll just ask casually," he said, and he kindly took a napkin to wipe my mouth, and there was an inexplicable heat flow in the place where his fingertips swept, and I waved his hand away subconsciously. back to the room.

At night, I had a dream that made me want to cry without tears. I dreamed that I was lingering with that dead ghost Xia Yubing on the big bed below me, and I was still the one below! !When I got up in the morning and lifted the quilt to see the mess, I really wanted to die.Is it true that I haven't vented my desire and dissatisfaction for too long?To have this kind of dream...it's all because of Xia Yubing, what a nonsense!

Since Xia Yubing lived in my house, I washed the sheets and underwear by myself for the first time. I really don't want him to see me in shame!

When I sneaked out of the bathroom with two pieces of evidence that had been washed, I bumped into Xia Yubing who looked puzzled, "It's so rare that you wash your own clothes. I always thought that washing machine was just a decoration for you!"

"I, I'm not a child, of course I wash my own clothes!" I pushed him away with some embarrassment and went straight to the balcony.

He chuckled twice and didn't ask any more questions. He leaned on the glass door between the balcony and the living room with his arms crossed and watched me clumsily hang up the sheets and underwear.

I have never been a person who is easily swayed by emotions, so when I put on surgical gowns, plastic gloves and a mask and walked into the autopsy room, I quickly got into work.

Carefully cut off the clothes of the deceased and put them into the evidence bag, and I checked her trauma one by one from head to toe, "The deceased had bruises on her head, which should have been hit by something during the fight with the murderer, and the outside of her arms and thighs All had resistive injuries, a total of thirteen places, and there were no tear marks on the lower tibia, so they should not have been sexually assaulted."

After the trauma examination, Ke Yan handed me the scalpel again. The scalpel was cut neatly from the chest of the deceased, and a foul smell came over the surface. The dying maggots writhed and were picked up by Ke Yan with tweezers and put into the glass dish.

"It's really disgusting," Yi Zehao, who was taking notes behind me, couldn't help but say something.

I glanced at Yi Zehao, he closed his mouth obediently, held a pen and lowered his head to record the situation of the corpse, "The deceased was pierced by a sharp weapon in his chest, his lungs were perforated, and there were six stab wounds, four on the left side and two on the right side. Judging from the bleeding from the wound, it is not a fatal injury." I said.

Yi Zehao leaned over and took a look, "Other than that, there were no other obvious injuries on the internal organs, so it can be concluded that the massive bleeding from the large artery in the side of the neck was the cause of her death. Huh?"

"Huh what?" I asked.

Yi Zehao held a pencil and pointed to the appendix of the deceased, "Hasn't she had her appendix cut?"

I remembered the case of Liang Mei sent by Yan Mu in the morning. Liang Mei suffered from appendicitis the year before last, so she should have had it removed long ago. "She is not Liang Mei!"

"Then who is she?" Ke Yan asked.

"This issue will not be known until the forensics department tests the DNA and compares it with the DNA library." I cut open the deceased's stomach, took out the remaining material and put it in a glass dish, "I will send this to the forensics department in a while." Catching the food residue in her stomach made it easier to deduce the exact time of her death.

After the autopsy, it was almost noon when he came out of the autopsy room.Ke Yan's face was pale, and he knew at a glance that he had no appetite for lunch like me. Only Yi Zehao looked as usual and was very at ease, even though he was holding slices of the deceased's organs in his hand, as well as evidence of gastric juice and nails waiting for testing .

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The author has something to say: Keke, because Jinjiang has had some convulsions recently, and the text of some chapters has been transferred, so I have revised each chapter and copied the main chapters into something to say. Of course, such a large project may Take some time, some chapters have not had time to modify

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