Forensic without kites

Chapter 3
The world seemed to stand still.

Wuyuan felt her face was like a cluster of flames, scalding hot, as if she could smell burnt muscles as soon as she touched it.

She blinked her bright eyes and stared at the man standing in front of him with his hands behind his back. She tightened her palms and stretched them out again. The corners of her mouth moved a few times, and finally rolled down her throat, remaining silent.

And Jiang He and Mo Bai, at this time, also straightened their waists, standing behind Wuyuan, pursing their lips without saying a word.

Captain Qu rubbed his hands and laughed: "Ahem, that, Chief Wei, you don't know yet, this is Captain Gu, the captain of the criminal police team and chief criminal technology chief of the Provincial Department..."

Gu Jingnian walked around them with his hands behind his back, "Xiao Bai, go and find out which women have visited the deceased recently."

A young man with a simple and honest appearance let out a loud hey.

Before he finished speaking, he was ignored, Captain Qu touched his nose in embarrassment, and laughed at Wuyuan a few times.

Looking at his tall and dark back, Wuyuan's eyes focused on the red spot on the glass again. The bright red color was almost confused with blood, but if you look closely, you will find that it is indeed not blood.

Because of the decay of the blood, the color of the blood stain will change from red to reddish brown to green, then dark brown and finally black over time.

As for the corpse in front of him, it seemed that his rigors had reached the highest level, his joints were stiff, and his death time was about 15 hours.At this time, the blood should still be reddish brown.

She put on latex gloves, turned her head to a small forensic doctor beside her and said, "Give me a rectal thermometer."

The little forensic doctor hesitated and said: "Chief Wei, Captain Gu has calculated the time of death just now..."

Wu kite inserted the rectal thermometer.

"Oh, really? Let's hear it."

"Team Gu calculated this: because the site was sealed and the ambient temperature was 5°C, the body temperature dropped by 20°C. The body temperature dropped by 10°C in the first 1.4 hours, and dropped by 10°C every hour after 0.7 hours. It was cold winter, so the final time of death was inferred to be 19 to 20 hours."

Gently pulling out the thermometer, Wu Yuan secretly calculated in her mind, and found that what the little forensic doctor said was exactly right.

"Wei, Chief Wei, according to this calculation, shouldn't the time of death be 14 hours? How did you get the last number?" The other party asked cautiously.

She lowered her eyes and leaned over the corpse, rummaging through the corpse, and said calmly, "Where's your doctor Fu Fa?"

"Fu Fayi has gone home to marry a wife, and he will take three months of marriage leave."

"Put it in your head and learn it in the future!"

"The cooling of the corpse should not only consider the environmental factors, but also the factors of the corpse itself. This corpse is too thin, bleeding profusely, and the temperature of the corpse drops rapidly, so it cannot be calculated according to the original method, and must be corrected. That is, in 14 hours, The temperature of the corpse originally dropped by 1.4°C per hour, but taking into account environmental factors, it can also drop by 1°C per hour, and the final death time can be obtained based on the product of the two factors and one of the factors."

Mo Bai laughed: "The calculation of the death time is nothing at all. You can just take me as your teacher. I have been ranked first in the class every year in high mathematics in college. It is simply sweeping the army."

The little forensic doctor looked bewildered.

The corner of Wuyuan's mouth twitched.

The slender fingers opened the eyelids of the deceased, but no congestive bleeding was found.The face of the deceased was also normal, and there was no cyanosis or swelling caused by mechanical asphyxiation.

She motioned Mo Bai to put down the camera, and the two of them opened the dead man's extremely stiff jaw from left to right. Seen from behind, half of the gloomy face exposed between the fingers under the flickering lights was extremely horrifying.

"Ah, section chief, look, why doesn't this man have rose teeth on the surface of his teeth! Did he really commit suicide?"

"Don't take your seat right now."

She stood upright, the corpse in front of her still maintaining its antics with its mouth wide open.

Mo Bai gritted his teeth, clapped his hands, and creaked, the two pale thick lips of the corpse closed together silently.

Jiang He came over with a digital camera in his hand, and said, "Chief, I didn't find any suspicious traces. I've used the luminous ammonia reagent, and I didn't find any lurking bloody footprints or fingerprints. But, there's one thing, a little strange, why the deceased's footprints only hover Between the sofa and the window sill, and it is very dense, it is almost difficult to find the footprints of the dead in other places..."

"Uh, what I want to say is that since a dying person is going to commit suicide, his spirit must be fluctuating. He should walk around to vent his anxiety and fear. On the contrary, the dead person is so calm, which is a bit unusual."

He talked nonsense, and found that Wuyuan was hanging her head down, thinking about something, her black face was a little red: "Uh, that section chief, this is just my wild guess..."

"Your analysis is not wrong, it is indeed too unusual."

"No footprints were found at the scene other than the deceased. First, there was only the deceased at the scene, and he committed suicide. Second, there was another person who was able to clean up the scene. This person must be thoughtful and good at planning. But this is the most incredible thing, you see."

She crossed her arms and pointed to the red dot on the floor-to-ceiling window.

"This is?" Jiang He looked intently, "The blood of the dead?"

"No, this is lipstick, with a faint rose fragrance. It means that there was a woman who stayed here not long ago and had a close relationship with the deceased."

Jiang He was startled: "This is impossible! The whole villa is locked from the inside, no one can come in from the outside! Unless it is haunted..."

The Qu detachment leader next to him visibly shuddered when he heard this.

Wuyuan held his forehead and said with a straight face: "After death, people turn into carbon dioxide and water. Don't let me hear this from your mouth next time."

"Yes……"

She casually glanced at the pen holder and water glass on the left side of the coffee table, and there was an Oxford dictionary beside it.She flipped through it, and the book had been turned over long ago, and most of the left foot of the book was worn down and smooth.In the blank space between the lines, I also made a lot of notes.The handwriting is densely piled up in the blank space under the top of the book on the left, which is too scribbled compared to the block letters.

"Section chief! It's fixed! Are you ready to transport the corpse?" Mo Bai came to ask her for instructions.

Turning his eyes, he saw that Gu Jingnian was looking at the notes in his hand with his head down, his face indifferent, wondering what he was thinking.

Wuyuan glanced at the two straight and dark trouser legs, closed the book, and hummed.

When moving the corpse, I encountered a lot of resistance.

Since the deceased's rigor had reached its peak, and he had maintained a posture with his upper body slightly upright and his legs kicked, and there was no way to stuff it into the body bag, Wu Yuan had no choice but to destroy the rigor.

The three bared their teeth, and it took a lot of effort to successfully destroy the extremely stiff joints of the corpse.

"Jiang He, why didn't you exert all your strength with your hands just now, it almost broke my hands." Mo Bai said angrily from the side.

"What do you mean I'm not working hard..."

Wuyuan paused while wiping her sweat, her pupils constricted: "What did you just say?"

"I... Section Chief, I didn't say anything!"

"Your last sentence!" She growled suddenly.

Mo Bai was taken aback by her, and was a little dazed: "What was my last sentence..."

Wuyuan suddenly squatted down to open the zipper of the body bag, and pulled up the cold left hand of the deceased. Sure enough, she felt a thin layer of calluses at the position of the tiger's mouth and the thumb of the index finger.This is the cocoon that only has been written for many years.

"He's left-handed!"

No kite exclaimed.

Gu Jingnian didn't know when he stood beside her, his hands were behind his back, his eyes were looking down at others, he was so cold and indifferent that people dare not look directly at her.

Aobai said with a chuckle, "Yes, Chief Wei, all the furniture and objects in this house are placed on the left side, even the brake of that mountain bike is installed on the left side."

Wu Yuan glanced lightly, remained silent, put the dead man's hand back into the body bag, held the dead man's head, and told Jiang He and Mo Bai, "Get ready to load the car."

(End of this chapter)