Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 52 The Silent Calamity (5)

Zhao Xinli reached into the pocket of the deceased's trousers, felt a hard object, and took it out.

The fat man exclaimed.

"I'm going, it turned out to be a golden hairpin!

With so many gemstones, it is true at first glance, but why is it wearing blue fur! "

Zhao Xinli also nodded.

"This weight is the real thing. It is definitely stolen if it is so casually put in the trouser pocket!"

Zhou Hai picked up the hairpin full of precious stones and held it up to his eyes. The overall shape of the hairpin is two chrysanthemums, the colors of azure blue and red gold complement each other, and the gemstones on it have been carefully polished, but they don't have the current Hearts and Arrows cut. Workmanship, slightly dull.

The shape of the quasi-object is more realistic and lifelike. I touched the blue part lightly with a needle, and it was really able to be provoked.

"This is Diancui!
The craftsmanship is top-notch, and the gemstones are also of first-class quality. An object of such fineness probably came out of the former Qing palace. "

Turn the hairpin over, and sure enough there is an oval Yang inscription imprint on the back, which is viewed under the magnifying glass.

The words "Juyuan Building" are engraved on it.

Zhou Hai seems to have heard of this shop before, it seems to be a relatively famous jewelry shop in the late Qing Dynasty, and it also undertakes customization in the palace.

Zhou Hai raised the hairpin and put it in his pocket so carelessly, it would cause great damage to the Diancui on it. Did Tong Xinwei not care, or did he hide it deliberately?

"A poor boy from the countryside of Linfen, Luxi Province, was admitted to Southeast University to stay and teach, and he was willing to be a door-to-door son-in-law.

This meant that his family was in a very bad situation, and his family was heavily burdened, so it was difficult for him to have the opportunity to touch such antique jewelry.

So why is this hairpin in his pocket? "

"Steal!"

The fat man said with a determined look.

"Isn't it framed?"

Zhao Xinli stared at Zhou Hai suspiciously.

Zhou Hai shook his head slightly.

"Let's dissect first.

Let Director Liu find someone to identify the dating! "

The two nodded, and the fat man took a photo of the hairpin, put it in an evidence bag, and went upstairs to explain it himself. After all, looking at Zhou Hai's eyes, he knew that this thing is definitely not cheap.

Director Liu took it, and he knew it was extraordinary at a glance, so he quickly arranged for an expert to have a look.

Zhou Hai has already begun to dissect Tong Xinwei's body.

Zhao Xinli secretly watched the working status of several people, not to mention that the people in the second group are quite individual.

Although Zhou Hai has a cold personality, he is so serious about his work and team members, which is touching. The explanations just now are obviously for himself, but what have he done?
But when he was busy, he helped run errands and did some trivial auxiliary work.

This fat man's protection of Zhou Hai is comparable to that of an old hen, once there is a threat, he will immediately blow up.

That lunatic and Trabecula can now carry out anatomy independently, and the speed and technique he just glanced at are definitely not inferior to him.

Suddenly, some envy these three people who work with Zhou Hai.

Feeling emotional, Zhao Xinli turned his face, just in time to see the face of the deceased in a free state.

The muscles on his cheeks trembled in fright. How could this method be similar to buying pork head meat, but this thought made the action of pulling the hook in his hand deviate.

Zhou Hai sharply raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"What came to mind?"

"Forensic doctor Zhou, the method of removing the flesh of the deceased is somewhat similar to the dish 'Fortune in the Head' that we cook in the southeast.

When I was young, there was a butcher next door to my house, who sold roasted pork. When I had nothing to do, I would lean on the wall and watch him pick the meat. His knife skills in the pork head meat were unremarkable, and the pork face was separated from the flesh with one knife.

With this approach, we forensic doctors are all ashamed. "

"I haven't seen a butcher do this, but it's a good idea. After all, this person has a lot of cut wounds and resist wounds, which means Tong Xinwei discovered the murderer when he killed."

"It's possible!"

Fatty and Zhao Xinli agreed with Zhou Hai's words.

Although Tong Xinwei looked the worst, his autopsy was relatively easy. Due to the excessive blood loss, the body spots on his body were extremely light, and there was no internal organ or brain injury.

All cuts and resistance wounds were photographed and measured. The longest cut was no more than 6.5 centimeters, and it was the deepest in the middle and slightly shallower on both sides.

Every cut, the knife to the bone.

After the overall statistics, Zhou Hai became more and more suspicious. This knife has a curvature, otherwise it would not be able to cause such a wound, and it is very unlikely that this curvature would cause Zhang Junming's wound.

Is it really two people committing the crime?

After all, there are now two sets of data, so the shoe covers and gloves are not just to cover up footprints and fingerprints, but also to cover up the fact that two people committed the crime.

After suturing the chest and abdomen, Zhou Hai felt his feet go weak, and looked up at the time. The pointer had already pointed to eleven o'clock. After fifteen hours, all the dissections were finally completed.

Trabecula beside him had already arranged for someone to take the body away, and Zhou Hai took off his gloves and isolation suit.

The fat man shook his neck and patted Zhao Xinli on the shoulder.

"Thank you buddy, let me get to know you again today!"

Zhao Xinli punched the fat man.

"I am here to learn!"

The fat man rolled his eyes and pushed him away.

"I just changed my mind about you, and started to play tricks again, don't do these fake things!

Haizi is not a private person, we welcome harassment at any time! "

The crowd laughed.

There was a loud grunt, and several people looked at each other, the fat man looked resentful.

"Look what!
Hurry up, wash your hands and eat, the fat man is going to be so hungry that his soul is dying, look at the true energy leaking out! "

After 10 minutes, several people took a shower, and as soon as they came out of the locker room, they saw Director Pang with a smile on his face, and their footsteps stopped instantly.

"Don't be dazed, let's go to the restaurant to eat!

It's all ready for you!

I've worked hard today, but I still have to work overtime to sort out the reports. We can't hold back the criminal police team. "

After speaking, Director Pang went upstairs.

Although tired, Zhou Hai also agrees with this point of view very much.

"Let's eat first. The lunatic and I are finishing the report here at night. You go back to rest first. Isn't there a project meeting tomorrow morning?"

Just as Xiaoliang was about to refute, Zhou Hai reached out to stop him.

"It can't all be here.

Let's take a look at the inspection report in a while. If necessary, Fatty and Xiao Liang will go to the scene tomorrow and walk through it again. "

Hearing what Zhou Hai said, the few people didn't insist any longer, and rushed to the restaurant in an instant.

Zhou Hai and the lunatic sorted it out until four o'clock in the morning, and more than 40 inspection reports were delivered, and a process gradually appeared in Zhou Hai's mind.

The lunatic fell asleep on the table, and by this time Zhou Hai was no longer sleepy.

He will smooth out the process and mark it with the site layout diagram.

At 7:30 in the morning, Zhou Hai was drinking coffee, and the lunatic woke up leisurely, rubbing his eyes and looking at Zhou Hai.

"You didn't sleep at all?"

"Can't sleep."

"I can't drink coffee on an empty stomach, I'll go get some breakfast."

He got up and was about to go out when the door of the office was pushed open, and the fat man rushed in hastily.

"Egg pancakes and sago milk porridge, don't worry there are no onions added, eat them quickly!"

The two didn't shirk, they took it and ate it.

The fat man turned around and saw the glass whiteboard behind him, and exclaimed.

"My God!
Haizi, did you make this last night? "

　Knowing something on Sunday night, I was in a very bad mood, and felt that my hard work and seriousness seemed to be useless.Embarrassed, uncomfortable, sad, self-blaming, staying up all night, full of thoughts, the book must continue to be written as always, and more attentively, I also hope that book friends who like "Demonstration" can give a word of encouragement, so that your snow can be happy Go on with confidence, love you guys!
　　
　
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