Chapter 27 27. New Clues
"Huhu..." Zhang Wei sat on the chair panting, as if he had just experienced some kind of strenuous exercise.

Qiao Lan took off his soiled medical gown, and looked at Zhang Wei with some teasing: "I haven't done it for so many years, your skills have regressed, and your speed and stamina are no good."

"Fart, it's obvious that you're improving too fast, and besides, I'm not a professional."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei couldn't help complaining. After so long training in university, his skills can basically be said to be professional.

"But it's okay, you alone can replace my two assistants."

"You should be ashamed!" Hearing this, Zhang Wei became angry.

"I'm a legal graduate and a licensed lawyer, why am I more skilled than your two assistants who graduated from medical school!"

"It means that you are talented, and you should have worked harder to trick you into changing your major to forensic medicine." Qiao Lan automatically omitted the part of the complaint when he heard this, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Wei couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth. If it wasn't for the 100 million, he wouldn't come back here to work as a coolie: "Don't talk about me, I was forced out by you. I want it What about the data?"

Qiao Lan took out a document bag, shook it in front of Zhang Wei, and said like molesting a child: "I will test you with a question first, and I will give you the information if the answer is correct."

Damn, are you kidding me? Do you think I'm easy to mess with?I won't grab it?
"I was wrong."

Zhang Wei apologized helplessly when he was pressed on the table. Autumn came and his memory faded. He forgot that Qiao Lan was a black belt in karate.

"You seem very proud recently." Qiao Lan grabbed Zhang Wei's hand, pressed his elbow on Zhang Wei's back and said with a smile.

"I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Wei didn't feel uncomfortable with the current situation at all. In his memory, whenever he was angry enough to fight, this posture would appear in the quarrel.

He is already very familiar, even if he is suppressed now, he still has the mood to squeeze his little hand.

"Let me ask you, what are the characteristics of the heart blood just now?"

"Heart blood?" Zhang Wei frowned when he heard this, and began to recall: "The blood in the left atrium is bright red, but the blood in the right atrium is very dark, and the color difference between the left and right sides is obvious."

"Yes, it seems that the memory is still very good." Qiao Lan let go of Zhang Wei's hand, sat on the chair next to him and asked again: "What cause of death did you say it was caused by?"

Zhang Wei closed his eyes and began to recall the previous knowledge, "Frozen to death, it should be frozen to death."

"The concentration of carbon monoxide hemoglobin in the blood is 3%, yes, it is indeed frozen to death."

Qiao Lan opened a test report in his hand, nodded to confirm what Zhang Wei said.

"Why measure carbon monoxide in the blood?" Zhang Wei asked a little strangely when he heard this.

"Her body was found at home. After the police went there, based on the scene and her skin color, they were judged to have committed suicide by burning charcoal."

Qiao Lan closed the file and glanced at the deceased lying on the dissecting table.

"Suicide by burning charcoal?" Zhang Wei couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

"Burning charcoal to commit suicide, the charcoal will consume the oxygen in the closed room during the combustion process, and then the carbon and oxygen will be combined into carbon monoxide after incomplete combustion. Carbon monoxide can be tightly combined with hemoglobin in the blood, making it lose its gas exchange ability; In the end, he died of carbon monoxide poisoning and lack of oxygen. After death, his skin was orange-pink."

"And the skin of the person who died of freezing was also orange-pink, so it was just a homicide disguised as a suicide."

Zhang Wei couldn't help but glanced at the deceased. Maybe it was really possible that he died so inexplicably, but the murderer was still at large.

"In most cases, as long as there are no obvious signs of homicide, the staff present will determine the cause of death after conducting preliminary tests, and rarely conduct an autopsy to determine the real cause of death."

"Hua people are very particular about being buried in the soil and ensuring the integrity after death. Even though most of them have been cremated now, few people would accept such things as dissection."

Zhang Wei shook his head. Traditions are difficult to change. It will take longer for people with these ideas to die and people with new ideas to occupy the mainstream stage.

Qiao Lan took a sip of tea, and then continued: "This time, the old couple didn't think that their daughter would commit suicide, so they asked us to conduct an autopsy. They also want to know the truth."

"The autopsy rate of this type of death in developed countries is 13%, while that of island countries is 0.5%. China has never had statistics, but it can be said that it is lower as expected."

The smile on Qiao Lan's face gradually subsided, and he sighed: "It is a simple matter for a clinician to become a forensic doctor, but it is extremely difficult for a forensic doctor to become a clinical professional. So..."

"If you can't be a forensic doctor, you won't be able to be a forensic doctor in your life."

I believe you ghost, you are a very bad woman.

How many times have I been tricked when I was in college, and I still used the old tricks to lie to me, I really thought I was a fool.

"Okay." Qiao Lan shrugged his shoulders with a smile when he heard this, as if he didn't care at all.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Wei grabbed the information bag on the table and looked at Qiao Lan with a triumphant smile.

Qiao Lan didn't seem to care when she saw the information bag Zhang Wei was holding, and she still smiled.

As soon as Zhang Wei held the information bag in his hand, he felt something was wrong. The information bag was too light. Normally, it is impossible for a person to have so little information for a year.

Looking at Qiao Lan's smile, Zhang Wei hurriedly opened the information bag, but as expected, the information bag was empty.

"You're addicted to playing, aren't you?" Zhang Wei shook the empty information bag in his hand, he had played before, but it wasn't like this.

"You are wrong. I went there and you asked a friend to help you retrieve the information, but all the information related to Bai Liqin disappeared."

Qiao Lan shook his head, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became serious.

"Then the deceased you helped me dissect just now happened to be a nurse in this hospital, and according to what I learned in the hospital before, she was the nurse who was in charge of Bai Liqin. There really are no coincidences in this world, right?"

"Things are getting interesting. Let me guess. Someone killed Bai Liqin. He was afraid that others would find out, so he deleted all the information and killed the nurse, or something."

"Or this Bai Liqin faked his death. In order to disguise the fact that he was dead, he deleted the hospital records that might be seen as flawed, and killed this person who might know."

Qiao Lan took the words and told Zhang Wei's remaining inferences.

"The first one is okay, but the second one has a problem, why did he fake his death?"

Hearing this, Qiao Lan showed a mysterious smile.

"I might know."

 Thank you Ergouzi for your 500 point reward... We have known each other for a long time. By the way, when will your "The Entertainment Circle Is So Beautiful" be finished?
  
 
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