National Forensic Doctor

The expressions of Jiang Yuan and Wu Jun did not change at all.

Wu Jun just glanced at the floor to make sure that the family members' vomit had not contaminated it, and expressed his satisfaction.

Jiang Yuan opened the chest and abdomen all the way, exposing the intestines of the deceased...

He did it slowly and methodically. Things in school are still things in school after all. Now it is Jiang Yuan's first actual battle, and it is like an exam for him.

Wu Jun cooperated with his movements, taking notes at the same time, and mostly observing Jiang Yuan's operations.

At his age, dissection has become a heavy physical labor. Now, Wu Jun is looking forward to having new colleagues take on the heaviest work. However, he also has to ensure that the work is passed on in an orderly manner, and at the very least, it cannot affect the case itself.

Seeing that Jiang Yuan was doing well, Wu Jun asked him to continue. He watched Jiang Yuan perform organ examinations on the dead body step by step. After each organ was examined, it was removed, weighed, and further tissue samples were extracted for subsequent testing.

In the end, all the organs were removed and both men breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to cut my stomach now." Jiang Yuan said, then took Uncle Seventeen's stomach and cut it open with a knife.

The pile of food was suddenly exposed, and the sour and rotten smell wafted out, and the peculiar smell escalated to another level.

My uncle, who had just regained his composure, only glanced at it and went back to holding the trash can to create a richer smell.

But compared to the smell of his vomit, the smell of the corpse was always better.

To describe it more specifically, vomiting is just a living person vomiting out some of the contents of the intestines and stomach, but an autopsy involves digging out all the contents of the dead person's intestines and stomach. The two are not on the same order of magnitude at all.

Wu Jun turned around and took out a flask, ready to contain the stomach contents. The things here can not only help mark the time of death of the deceased, but also help determine the place of death and other information.

Jiang Yuan shook his somewhat heavy stomach bag. At this time, a shiny object floated up, a bit like a glowing bun.

Jiang Yuan subconsciously touched it with his hand, and a line of information appeared in his mind:

Obtained the legacy of Seventeenth Uncle: Making Egg Fried Rice (LV3) - This is Jiang Jianfeng's best dish. After years of thinking and improvement, Jiang Jianfeng was able to use one-third of the oil and one-third of the dish as standard. One-third of the eggs are used to make a bowl of fragrant egg fried rice. The material cost is far lower than the market average cost. The taste is still good, healthy and environmentally friendly, and it has satisfied many customers.

The shiny dumpling flashed twice and disappeared in an instant without any hesitation.

"Did you see it?" Jiang Yuan asked Wu Jun blankly.

Wu Jun didn't know why: "What?"

Jiang Yuan immediately knew that only he could see the glowing dumplings, so he casually changed the topic and said, "The stomach content seems to be a lot, and the digestion is not complete."

"Indeed." Wu Jun nodded in agreement, and then said: "I will do it next."

At this time, it was impossible for Wu Jun to hand over all the forensic work of a murder case to a newcomer. Especially when it came time to determine the cause and time of death, he was not reassured enough about Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan reluctantly gave up his position. After all, he was his seventeenth uncle. He felt that he could be more attentive...

In comparison, Wu Jun did it much faster.

He quickly made a few sutures, found a corpse brick, placed it under the deceased's neck, and began to examine the neck.

The wound on the cervical spine was quickly exposed to everyone.

Wu Jun observed carefully and said: "Hanging fractures. Take a photo from multiple angles. This is a fatal injury."

Jiang Yuan didn't need to take off his gloves. He rinsed them briefly, then picked up the camera on the table and started taking pictures.

In this situation, Uncle Seventeen probably doesn't care about the infection anymore.

After taking the photo, Jiang Yuan carefully observed the cervical spine.

Hanging fractures are actually fractures of the pivot vertebra, that is, the second cervical vertebra. They were named because they were common in hangings in the early years.

However, hanging fractures do not only occur during hangings. The fragile structure of human beings makes it possible for various traumas to cause fractures of the axis. In the case at hand, the fruit knife penetrated the neck, resulting in a fracture of the axis.

"A small blessing among misfortunes." Wu Jun clicked his tongue twice.

Fracture by hanging is one of the quickest ways to die. Most of the time, the axis split in half will pierce the brain stem, bringing death in an instant without taking away a trace of fear. From this perspective, it seems to be a little bit lucky.

Wu Jun finally removed the brain tissue of the deceased, conducted an examination, and then took the autopsy form to his uncle to sign: "It's over, you can sign again and you can go back."

My uncle had also vomited completely at this time, but he didn't dare to look. He lowered his head and asked a few words, then wrote his name and escaped from the autopsy room.

Wu Jun had seen many similar scenes, so he smiled indifferently, and then asked Jiang Yuan to clean up together, and put the sewn body back into the ice coffin.