After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

He was about to say something when he saw Qian Zhelian walking away.

Okay... Qin Yelan hurriedly caught up with her and said no more.

He knew that she was sorting out her thoughts.

The laboratory building was not far away, and Qian Zhemian arrived quickly. He stood alone at the door and looked around, as if he was looking for something.

"What are you looking for?" Qian Zhemian walked over and asked.

"Ah, Miss, I've waited for you!" The subordinate saluted her, "That's right, we have printed out the information on the case I just told you about, please take a look."

"Well, thank you." Qianzhe Mian took off the mask with one hand and stuffed it into his pocket. He took the information with the other hand and flipped through the pages with a serious expression.

"Mo Mo." Qin Yelan came over, "Shall I get the medicine for you?"

"No, there's medicine here." Chizuri turned another page, "But maybe you can bring over the toolbox in the break room."

"Miss, don't bother. All the tools here have been replaced by the ones you are used to." The subordinate looked her up and down for a while, "But... why are you wearing a thick coat on this hot day?" ? When you attended court hearings in July and August in previous years, you didn’t often wear a thick coat? Could it be that you were injured? "

"Yes." Qin Yelan nodded, "So... wherever the medicine is, I'll change it for her."

"Oh, it's Mr. Gu Tu, please come with me... Miss, please come too, so you don't have to take the medicine back and forth."

"Go and do your work, I'll just take him there." Qianzhe Mian took the information and walked in one direction, reading it.

Qin Yelan followed closely and stretched out his hand to tug on her collar: "Would you like to take off your coat? Isn't it hot?"

"I'll take it off as soon as I change the dressing." Qian Zhemian pushed open a door, "The medicine is all here, are you coming?"

"Well, I'll do it." Qin Yelan took off her thick coat, rolled up the sleeves of her loose bottoming clothes, and changed her dressing with a serious expression, using his hands neatly.

He asked about the case he was about to take on: "14 years old?"

"Well, two years ago he suffered from moderate depression. When he was traveling in Lingguo, he was stimulated by his father. He stood on the roof and wanted to jump off the building, but Rong Shi stopped him. I didn't prescribe him any medicine, only I gave him a few recipes, told him to exercise every day and eat according to the recipes, and also gave him a few information books to read and pass the time..." Qianzhe Mian sighed, "Although I didn't know it was suicide. He still committed suicide, but I intuitively feel that it has something to do with what his father did."

"Then let's go check it out together after the dissection?" Qin Yelan suggested, "Maybe there will be unexpected gains during the dissection."

"Well, I hope." Qian Zhemian looked at his arm being divided into several parts and bandaged by Qin Yelan, and then he understood why he had to re-bandage it at this time - this was obviously so that the movement of his arm would not be affected. ah!
"Miss! The body has been brought here!" The subordinates rushed in, "We will move the deceased to the autopsy room right now!"

"Okay, I'll go over now." Qian Zhemian stood up and looked at Qin Yelan, "Shall we go?"

"Wait a minute, I saw the label on the cabinet." Qin Yelan opened the cabinet on the side, took out two new white coats, put one on for her, and put on the other himself, "Let's go. "

"Put it on." Qian Zhemian took two packages from the top of the low cabinet at the door and threw one package to Qin Yelan.

Qin Yelan took it with understanding, took it apart skillfully, put on a mask and gloves on himself, and said with a smile: "It turns out that this thing is produced by F Continent International Prison itself."

"That's right." Qianzhe Mian walked forward and said in a very calm tone, "Is there any problem?"

"No, I just saw you use them frequently in Lingcheng before. It feels very convenient. Each package contains a pair of gloves and a mask, plus a disposable hat and goggles. I wrote it down that time, but I "I have been looking for it for a long time but still can't find where it was made." He sighed, "I knew I would have looked for it directly in Continent F. I thought it was made in Continent C. Why can't I find it?"

"I don't blame you. Although the forensic system in F Continent has always been under the control of the International Prison, it has always been very low-key. Even the enrollment is not open to the public. Instead, people at the grassroots level stay in each school for two months every year without the public. Be the acting class teacher, select a group of potential students, recruit them to the system, and train some of them to be doctors and some to be forensic scientists." Qianzhe Mian smiled, "This rule is set by the master, although there are some It is rigid, but it can ensure that these people have both professionalism and practical experience to the greatest extent.”

"Then why do you need to come to this case in person?" Qin Yelan was a little confused, "Logically speaking, each police force under F Continent should be equipped with its own forensic doctor, right?"

"Well, this time is an exception. When the identity of the deceased was reported, my people happened to find out that the deceased was a patient I had received." Qianzhe Mian sighed, "Logically speaking, all the patients I have handled will be He is recovering well, I dare not say he is cured, but at least his living conditions are no different from ordinary people. For example, the deceased this time, his source of stimulation was his father, so I specially arranged for him to go to boarding school for one year. Returning home once, F State is free of tuition. According to his condition, there is a bursary for boarding school. Therefore, except when the school is empty, he can stay in school until graduation - this is also the case. What puzzles me the most is why he still passed away despite having done so much?"

"Don't doubt yourself. Let's take a look at the autopsy results later." Qin Yelan patted her shoulder gently and pushed her into the autopsy room.

The two entered the dissecting room and bowed to the people on the dissecting table.

Qianzhe Mian glanced at the deceased and turned on the microphone on his collar. This is the rule of F State. All autopsies must be recorded and videotaped, so that they can be used as learning and reference materials for people in the system in the future.

"The deceased, Lu Jianyu, was from F state, yellow race, 14 meters tall, male, [-] years, three months and three days old, well developed. After he was found unconscious at home, his father sent him to a state near his home. He was admitted to the hospital and was confirmed to be brain dead after being sent to the hospital." A microphone was hung on Qianzhe Mian's collar, and behind her was a large screen playing the surveillance footage captured by the camera. She read softly while comparing the information and the ruler on the autopsy table. He said, "It's continent F time now, at one-thirty in the afternoon. The person in charge of this autopsy is forensic doctor Qian Zhemian, code-named Misty; and the anatomy assistant, Qin Yelan, code-named Gu Tu."

After the basic information was recorded, she began the autopsy. The first step was to cut off the clothes of the deceased.

"The corpse spots were in flakes, the color deepened to purple-red, and the surrounding boundaries were blurred... The cornea has not become turbid yet, and the initial judgment is that the time of death was within four to six hours." She suddenly realized, "Wait, look. There are a lot of bleeding spots on his neck and face, which are the result of oppression. Take the temperature of the body."

"Okay." Qin Yelan responded, took out the instrument and measured it, "34 degrees Celsius."

"But the hospital reported brain death four hours ago. Logically speaking, the temperature of a body that died between four and six hours should be between 31 degrees Celsius and 33 degrees Celsius?" Qianzhe Mian wrote down this doubt. , "Look elsewhere first." "There are resistance injuries in various parts of the body." She turned to look at her limbs, "The wrists of both hands...the chin...the neck...all have traces of being pinched...etc. !”

She pointed to several different places: "There are two pinch marks in these places."

Qin Yelan leaned over to take a look: "It's true."

"One is blue-purple, the other is light red, one is new and the other is old... And you see, the size and shape of the two pinch marks on the same part are almost the same, and even the starting positions are almost overlapping." Qianzhe Menna Come to the magnifying glass and magnify the pinch mark, "Do you see it?"

"Yes, I saw it." Qin Yelan began to analyze, "So the same body part of the deceased was pinched twice by the same person at different times before he was alive?"

"No, look again." Qian Zhemian pointed to the pinch marks on the wrists of both hands, and then pointed to the pinch marks on his neck and chin, "Look, although the sizes are similar, you can still see the difference if you look closely. of."

"The wrists of both hands are like this... There is only one pinch mark on the left hand, but there are three finger prints on the right hand. On the neck, there is a whole hand... a whole right hand!" Qianzhe Mian glanced at the deceased. "The pinch marks on the chin are on the mandible and cheek, but there are no marks on the tip of the chin...it's weird, it's also on the right hand?"

She thought for half a second and glanced at Qin Yelan.

"It's two people!"

"It's two people!"

The two shouted in unison.

"So this can only be his death!" Qin Yelan spoke very quickly, "Look, there are scars on his ankles from being tied up with ropes. There are also bruises on his ankles, one purple and one light red, and the skin is worn... The deceased experienced a violent struggle before his death!"

"Well, write it down first. It's homicide." Qianzhe Mian was extremely calm and opened the mouth of the deceased. "The color of the liquid in the mouth does not look like ordinary saliva. Scrape it off first and send it to be sliced ​​later."

"Okay." Qin Yelan did as he was told.

"Since it's...hiss...Qin Yelan, give me a light." She frowned and pointed at the deceased's teeth, "Look, the surface of the neck of the tooth is carnation color...? Also, look at this mouth The mucous membranes and gums are slightly corroded."

"Yes, I saw it." Qin Yelan brought two test tubes, "Do you need them?"

"Need it." Qianzhe Mian took out the parts that needed to be checked and stuffed them into the test tube. "Soak them in alcohol and take a look."

"Okay." There was still alcohol in the anatomy room. Qin Yelan didn't waste much time. He walked aside, changed into a pair of clean gloves, poured alcohol into the test tube, sealed it with a test tube stopper, and put on clean gloves again. After putting on his gloves, he took the test tube and returned to the dissecting table. "Soak it in. Let's see the results later."

"Actually, the results have already been produced." Qianzhe Mian looked at the deceased's reproductive organs, "He was incontinent."

"So...?" Qin Yelan asked.

"The alcohol soaking was just to make the carnation color more obvious. In fact, the light color alone, coupled with the urinary incontinence and the abnormally colored liquid in his mouth, were enough to make me suspect that he was mechanically asphyxiated. She took off the knife, "I just need to check the respiratory tract... ah...?"

"What's wrong?" Qin Yelan looked over and was stunned, "This...these liquids in the respiratory tract..."

"Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so much fluid in the respiratory tract." Qianzhe Mian put down the knife, "It seems that this is the cause of death of the deceased."

"Was liquid poured into the respiratory tract?" Qin Yelan looked at the liquid thoughtfully, "Judging from the traces of his struggle, we can be sure that this was not done by himself, so... who could it be? "

"We have determined that it was mechanical suffocation, and it was caused by liquid. But it stands to reason that liquids generally do not cause suffocation unless..." Qian Zhemian looked at Qin Yelan.

"Unless someone forcefully poured liquid into his mouth that he didn't want to drink." Qin Yelan gestured, raising his right hand in the air like a lift, his fingers forcefully making a "pinch" gesture, and his left hand gestured "grab" Holding a glass of water" gesture, he poured it into the empty space held by his right hand, "Like this."

"Well, yes, that's it. This is the most reasonable method of killing that I can think of based on the characteristics of the corpse." Qianzhe Mian took a sample of the liquid in the respiratory tract and put it into a test tube. "Since the liquid was forcibly poured into it, then , his oral mucosa, gums, pharynx, and esophageal mucosa also need to be carefully examined."

"Next, let's take a look at his stomach." Chizuri Matsumoto said while operating the knife. "He was injected with liquid, and there should be a lot of information in his stomach. In addition, his blood has not coagulated. Maybe we can We can take some blood for testing.”

Her movements sped up a lot, and in a short while, she had collected all the things that needed to be checked. Then, she sewed up the body and bowed to the deceased with a very serious expression: "I'm sorry to cut open your body, but this is for Find out the truth and restore your innocence, I hope you can forgive me."

"You go do the pathological slices and I'll analyze the liquid. As for the body... put it in the freezer first." Qin Yelan took off her white coat for her and stuffed it into the disinfection cabinet. While washing her hands, he asked her, "How about You analyze the fluid, and I do the pathological biopsy? Is it better to analyze the fluid for the injury on your arm?"

"Everything is fine." After Qianzhe Mian washed the soap for the fifth time, he finally felt a little cleaner, so he took off his hat and goggles, "I don't feel anything in my arm. It's just a pathological biopsy. There won't be anything serious." question."

"Then let me do a pathological biopsy." Qin Yelan smiled and patted her shoulder, "I haven't done this job for a long time. If you don't let me do it, I'm afraid I'll ruin this piece of work." All knowledge has been forgotten."

"Come on..." Qianzhe Mian looked at him speechlessly, "Dr. Y, is it possible that you will forget this?"

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