Chapter 2 Old Sherlock Holmes
The corpse did not answer Jiang Yuan, but this did not hinder Jiang Yuan's judgment. Google search reading
Uncle Seventeen was his father's distant cousin. He didn't have many opportunities to meet him on weekdays, but he could always meet him during the holidays. Coupled with his outstanding figure, Jiang Yuan asked himself whether he had admitted his mistake.
For a moment, Jiang Yuan's mood fluctuated a little.
Then, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but think of what his father said when he persuaded him to return to his hometown to take the civil service examination: "There are relatives and acquaintances everywhere in my hometown, and everything is convenient. Going back to my hometown is much more comfortable than in a big city."
Sure enough, my father was right. Even if he was a forensic doctor, he would still encounter the corpses of relatives and acquaintances.
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Not long after, veteran forensic doctor Wu Jun arrived at the scene.
He wore a white coat with a slightly bulging belly, like a veteran cadre sitting in the office. He squinted and looked around, then looked up at Jiang Yuan and said with a smile: "Xiao Jiang arrived first, go and collect the survey box." Bring it over?"
"Bring it here." Jiang Yuan was very active. He had already slipped a big black box out of the survey car. It was thick and heavy with texture.
When you open it, you will see that the upper cover is neatly hung with pliers, tweezers, bone saws, osteotomes, bone hammers, bone scissors, etc., but the lower cover is randomly divided into three areas, with cotton, gauze, and other items in a mess. The syringe has a tape measure, a stainless steel lunch box, a towel...
"Get a few more masks and distribute them to everyone. One for each person." Wu Jun took one and put it on himself. He watched Jiang Yuan distribute masks to the policemen at the scene, and then asked in a school-like manner: "Do you know why? The first thing is to distribute masks to everyone?"
Jiang Yuandao: "It plays a protective role and also avoids contamination of the site."
"This is the reason in the book." Wu Jun put on a third glove on his right hand that had already worn two layers of gloves, and said: "Another reason why you should give everyone a mask is to cover their expressions."
Jiang Yuan was stunned.
Wu Jun continued: "Police and forensic doctors have seen too many corpses. Some people, especially you young people, can't control their expressions while talking. If someone laughs, It will be very troublesome when I encounter the media or the crowd taking photos. Therefore, the most important thing in my exploration box is always a mask. Everyone who comes to the scene wears it before talking."
Jiang Yuan suddenly realized.
At this time, Wu Jun leaned over and began to conduct on-site inspections.
Jiang Yuan also learned to put on two more layers of gloves, and then said: "Master, I know this person...the corpse."
"Oh? What do you say?" Wu Jun, who was observing the position of the corpse, looked at Jiang Yuan.
"Looks like my seventeenth uncle." Jiang Yuan breathed out.
Wu Jun was silent for two seconds and asked: "Are you sure?"
"Double chin, big belly, big nose, and a big mole on the side... he must be Uncle Seventeen." Jiang Yuan described it conservatively.
"My condolences. Please tell me about your seventeenth uncle." Wu Jun lowered his head again and said, "Thermometer."
Jiang Yuan looked away, took a thermometer from the survey box and gave it to Wu Jun, and then said: "My seventeenth uncle should be 50 years old this year. He is the youngest son of my second grandfather. He is a pig. His family moved to the county very early. The No. 1 middle school has been reorganized. It has a small restaurant nearby and a car. I like to smoke and have some debt disputes..."
Wu Jun was doing the examination while listening, and asked Jiang Yuan to take notes. Then he asked for a puncture needle and syringe, and drew blood and urine for later use.
After a while, the criminal police captain also rushed over, and soon after, the deputy director and director of the county bureau in charge of criminal investigation also came in a hurry.
"What conclusion does the forensic doctor have?" the director asked personally, followed by the deputy director, Huang Qiangmin, the captain of the criminal police brigade, and several squadron captains of the criminal police brigade, including Captain Liu.
Homicide cases are the most important among criminal cases, especially new murder cases. The allocation based on administrative level is hundreds of times that of ordinary cases.
In recent years, the incidence of homicides has been clearly on a downward trend, but for the police, the level of attention it pays has skyrocketed.
Wu Jun stood up calmly, held out his stomach, and said: "The cause of death is initially estimated to be craniocerebral injury caused by a sharp instrument being inserted into the back of the neck. No other wounds have been found so far. We need to go back and do an incision to see the specific situation. one time."
The director said "yes" and observed the scene himself.
Wu Jun continued: "There are traces of moving the body, and there are very few blood stains on the ground. Therefore, the deceased should have been dumped here..."
"It's very possible that he killed someone in passion and then dumped the body." Captain Huang Qiangmin waited until Wu Jun had finished speaking and then made a judgment.
The director nodded slowly, looked at the policemen on both sides who were taking pictures and extracting blood stains and traces, and asked, "What information do you have about the victim now?"
"The deceased was 50 years old and was born in the year of Pig." Wu Jun reported in the same tone.
The director and others couldn't help but focus on the forensic doctor again.
Wu Jun looked at everyone calmly and said: "The deceased lived in the family home of No. 1 Middle School in the county. He opened a small restaurant, had a car, loved to smoke, and had some debt disputes."
Captain Liu, who was bending down to look at the wound, involuntarily straightened up and looked at Wu Jun in surprise: "Old Wu, yes, you can deduce this, old Holmes. However, opening a restaurant and loving to smoke are all because of his fingers. Are there oil smoke and cigarette stains on it? How can you tell about the debt dispute?"
Wu Jun smiled and said nothing, looking like he was enjoying himself.