Forensic without kites

Chapter 5 Against Logic (2)

Wuyuan lowered her eyes and asked, "What about the electric craniotomy?"

"It was removed and washed at noon, and it's still in the disinfection room."

Immediately afterwards, there was a scalp-numbing metal sizzling sound, and the disgusting bone chips flew everywhere with Mo Bai's drastic movements.No one spoke again.

This autopsy didn't come to an end until the climax of the moon.

Mo Bai was the first to take off the mask from his mouth, exhaled a foul breath, and shouted: "Section Chief, we are so busy, this Fu Jingting didn't suffer any attack injuries at all during his lifetime! He didn't even see a ghost contusion." !"

"Could it really be pure suicide?" Jiang He asked.

Wuyuan held up two blood-stained gloved hands, lost in thought.

The rhombus-shaped incision with neat margins appeared in an indescribable position on the chest of the deceased, right at the split line on the xiphoid process. This position can reduce the tension of the incision and make it easy to cut.The sharp bayonet directly crossed the xiphoid process, pierced the right ventricle, and caused cardiac arrest, exactly.Moreover, the blade porcelain was pierced very quickly, which can be seen from the body of the deceased who did not twist.

The porcelain blade was lying in the stainless steel box and was taken out from the corpse. It was long and pointed, and gleamed eeriely in the pale light.

"Which knife would you choose to commit suicide?"

Suddenly, she said in a low voice.

"what?"

The two haven't reacted yet.

"Is it a fruit knife, a bayonet or a table knife."

"Of course it's a table knife. This kind of knife doesn't look so scary. The fruit knife and bayonet are too long, which is scary."

Jiang He also echoed: "I'm also more inclined to eat knives. The deepest thoughts in people's hearts are always subconsciously avoiding some of the most dangerous things or things."

Wu Yuan frowned, but asked, "According to Fu Jingting's social survey, is he a sports-loving person?"

"So-so," Jiang He said.

"I heard that some time ago, he owed a lot of gambling debts in Macau. I guess he can't think about it."

"No, too easily. It's not logical."

Wuyuan rested her fists on the cold dissecting table, her slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, she felt that things must not be so simple.

"Oh, section chief, don't think it's so complicated. The results of the autopsy show that this is a pure suicide case..."

Wu Yuan suddenly lowered her face: "Mo Bai! As long as you are still in this business, you must stay awake for me! Every second! Because you will never know how cruel the murderer is, and every seemingly perfect There must be omissions behind a murder. This corpse seems to have no omissions at all, but it is the biggest omission. No one commits suicide, and no words will be left behind. Let me tell you, this is the most important thing. Paradoxical place!"

Mo Bai lowered his head, his handsome face flushed red.

I don't know if it was because of sudden anger or the long time of autopsy, bloodshot eyes appeared in the corners of Wu Yuan's eyes, she frowned, pulled off the mask, and walked out with her legs thumping.

Jiang He hurriedly said: "Section, section chief, Mo Bai and I made you wanton noodles..."

"I don't eat red meat."

"..."

But you usually like to eat wontons.Isn't the red meat in wonton?

Mo Bai raised his head when Wuyuan was far away, and said in a rough voice, "Jiang He, tell me, why is the section chief always being so mean to me? Does she really hate me?"

Jiang He sighed softly, and patted him on the shoulder: "The section chief has high demands on you, and it's for your own good."

(End of this chapter)