After going ashore at the funeral home, I relied on prophecy to solve the case and save myself

Chapter 29 Bloodstain

"Good morning!"

"Morning! Master Zhu, you are here, where did you go to play?"

Seeing Zhu Jiangjiang, Datang immediately put away the phone mysteriously.

"Go around the capital."

Zhu Jiangjiang looked through today's work schedule, and found that after a few days of rest, there was actually a lot more work.

"Let's deal with the 38th first. I guess I have to work overtime today. It seems that you won't be able to sing K tonight."

"Master Zhu, how do you know that I'm going to sing K tonight? Don't, I'm old and single and need to be rescued. My high school goddess will also go tonight." Datang cried with a fat face.

"Why don't you ask Supervisor He for a vacation?" Zhu Jiangjiang smiled maliciously.

No one wanted to drink Director He's chicken soup, and the resigned Datang quickly pushed No. 38 over.

No. 38 was a middle-aged man with a beard. Unfortunately, he suffered a violent impact from the side of the driver's seat in a car accident. His high cervical vertebra was fractured and his brain stem suffered a hemorrhage. He died on the spot.

"The left scapula was also fractured."

No. 38's face was covered with cuts from broken glass, his neck was unnaturally crooked, his entire left arm was swollen, and the somewhat discolored round-neck T-shirt on his body was stained with blood.

The tips of his fingers turned yellow badly, and it could be seen that he was a regular smoker.

Zhu Jiangjiang put on the gloves and inspected it roughly, and prepared to prepare the repair materials that will be used in a while.

"Oh, I heard that the person responsible for the accident has not been found yet." Datang muttered beside him.

"Wait, Datang, you deal with the pants first." Zhu Jiangjiang held down Datang's hand that wanted to cut off the T-shirt.

Then she took off her gloves, took out her mobile phone and took a few photos of the blood stain on the right side of her clothes. The more she looked at Zhu Jiangjiang, the more strange she felt.

It stands to reason that No. 38 was hit from the left, and the direction of blood splashing should be from left to right, or dripping vertically.This can be seen from the fact that most of the bloodstains on his body are like this.

However, on the right side of the T-shirt, probably at the shoulder position, there were a few drops of blood splattered from right to left.The amount of blood is not much, judging from the height and direction of the splash, it looks like there is a person sitting next to it!

"This car accident, it seems that he is the only one in the car?" Zhu Jiangjiang asked.

"Yes, that's what his family said. His wife also said that the accident might be because he was too tired from driving, and she regretted not following him that day."

Zhu Jiangjiang thought for a while, brought a bag, and signaled Datang to throw the No. 38 jacket into it alone.

Then I cut off a small piece of the clothes that were stained with strange blood, stuffed them into a small sealed bag, and planned to send them to the Public Security Bureau for testing later along with No. 38's hair.

I don't know if it was Zhu Jiangjiang's illusion, but when she was operating, she always felt that there was a rotten and festering smell on the small piece of clothing.

While Datang was washing the body, Zhu Jiangjiang began to prepare the restoration solution.

The face is mainly damaged by the epidermis, and there is no muscle defect, so there is no need to use cotton wool.Zhu Jiangjiang melted a small cup of vulcanized latex and white latex, and prepared to use it when repairing the face later.

The scapula is not an open fracture, so bloodletting is required to reduce the swelling.

Zhu Jiangjiang made a cut on No. 38's shoulder blade, kneaded slowly with both hands, felt the direction of the bone, adjusted it little by little, and pulled the dislocated bones back to their original positions.

As the congestion flowed out, the joints were reset, and the shoulder blades were not so swollen at once.

"Do we still need to fix the cervical spine? When it is placed in the coffin, it should be enough to raise the padding on the left and right sides of the head?" Datang asked curiously.

"You can fix it with bamboo pieces, his cervical spine is too deformed." Zhu Jiangjiang thought about it and decided to be on the safe side.

She measured the length with her hands, cut a piece of bamboo two fingers wide, sharpened one end, made an opening at the back of No. 38's neck, and pushed it in with a little force.

With the support of hardness, the head of No. 38 lay upright at once.

Because No. 38 was discovered on the second day after his death, the body was already stiff, so the supine posture was very unnatural, and he basically maintained the posture at the time of the accident.

The slightly bent arms on both sides are easier to handle, but the bent legs can't be reset no matter what.

"It's too hard, how can I fix it if I can't put it down?"

Datang exerted all his strength, but he couldn't guarantee to put down No. 38's legs without damaging the body, and he couldn't help sweating profusely.

"Put away your crooked thoughts, people are here to restore the body, not to add injury to injury."

Seeing Datang's eyes constantly aiming at No. 38's knee, Zhu Jiangjiang had no choice but to stop him in time.

"It's just because it's too cold, you have to try to warm him up."

Zhu Jiangjiang put his palm on No. 38's knee joint, covered it for a while, and pulled the leg down when he felt the muscles soften a little.

Slowly, bit by bit, finally put No. 38's left leg down completely.

"Just do it, understand?"

Under Datang's admiring gaze, Zhu Jiangjiang began to repair No. 38's face.

First use a razor blade to gently scrape off the peeled skin on the face. After wiping off the blood, apply a layer of vulcanized latex to the wound.

Then, two layers of white latex.

After the latex is dry, you can start applying makeup.

After shaving off No. 38's beard, Zhu Jiangjiang found that the face under the beard was surprisingly young.

Because of frequent long-distance driving, the upper part of his face is very tanned, and the beard is whiter.

Zhu Jiangjiang compared the photos of No. 38 before his death, and found that he was a person who liked to laugh and exercise very much, so he resolutely gave up the plan to paint his skin white.

She adjusted a foundation of a color number compared with the black skin part, and evened out the skin tone of the upper and lower faces, and simply painted the lips to look healthy.

"Okay. The clothes brought by his family are here. Put him back when he gets dressed."

The finishing work was handed over to Datang. Zhu Jiangjiang pulled out a few hairs from No. 38's head and put them in a sealed bag.

She called Shun Shun's rider to come over to pick up the things, and was going to send the pieces of clothes and hair to the Public Security Bureau for inspection first.

It's good if the two DNA samples match, but if they don't, there's a big problem here.

Just when Zhu Jiangjiang lowered her hair to send a message to Shi Chong, she had a surprise discovery——

The small sapling in the tree planting software has grown more than a dozen leaves!
Some time ago, she found the company where she wanted to buy her grandma's snake medicine prescription, and that company was in Suzaku.

Apart from attending Chen Yiyun's wedding, I went to Suzaku a few days ago, part of the reason was to talk about selling prescriptions.

The three snake medicine prescriptions were negotiated for 5000 million yuan, and she converted 5000 million yuan into shares, and donated the remaining [-] million yuan to several different charitable funds.

Unexpectedly, in the past two or three days, more than a dozen leaves have grown.I am looking forward to what will happen to the small tree after all the leaves grow out.

(End of this chapter)