My Dear Miss Medical Examiner

Jiangcheng Funeral Home.

It was late at night, and the two groups were still arguing in the hall. As soon as Song Yuhang stepped in, he heard a stern female voice shouting national curses, mixed with the sound of shoe soles rubbing the floor and clothes tearing.

She felt nervous, fearing that Lin Fan might have a conflict with her family because of the autopsy of the corpse, so she hurried in.

Unexpectedly, she was standing against the wall intact, even covering her ears with her hands.

Fang Xin and Duan Cheng were trying to fight each other, and the two waves of women who had torn each other finally stopped.

One of them is a little older: "I am the grandmother of the child, so I should take the baby. Girl, don't you think?!"

Fang Xin: "...Huh?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! My daughter is lying in her bones and she is not cold. Who knows how she died? Is it your family? Ya Ya is my granddaughter and must follow me!"

"What happened to us? When did she marry, we eat less than she wears. She said that she didn't want to live with the elderly. Our two elders moved out immediately. She said that if you don't want a second child, you don't want it! Tell me something. Good conscience! Who knows which little gangster beast your daughter has caused by her disorder outside, don't blame us!"

Regardless of how old this old lady is, her combat effectiveness is not weak at all, she pointed to the opponent's nose and cursed.

What's more, there were seven aunts and eight aunts behind him. Qi Qi rushed up to fight with each other. I was so busy when you came. During the period, I didn't know who pulled whose hair. The physical conflict broke out again, and the fighting situation further escalated.

Even Duan Cheng was scratched with two marks on his face and was forced to withdraw from the battle.

The man at the center of the storm sat alone on the bench, his eyes flushed and his head hung down.

He held a three or four-year-old girl in his arms, watching everything happening around him with ignorant eyes.

Lin Fan's lips provoke a sarcasm, watching this farce, without the slightest intention to persuade him.

"Hey, it's been a long time, son-in-law, what the **** did my daughter die..." The middle-aged woman finally broke free from the encirclement, her eyes were flushed with tears on her face, she looked terribly sad. .

"I have raised my daughter for more than 20 years. I can't just die unclearly. Your family must give me an explanation!"

"Explain? What's the explanation? We didn't kill the people, did you comrade police"

Fang Xin was perfunctory, for fear that someone who said something wrong would slap him on his face.

"I don't care! Return my daughter. This is the only daughter of my Ding's family. I am sorry! Old Ding, I am sorry that you are in the sky! Your daughter, daughter, you are so wronged!"

The woman began to howl loudly again, rushing to tear the muddled man sitting in the chair.

The man's mother was even more unhappy when she saw her son hit her. She hugged her legs and pulled her hair, pulling out all the dirty words.

"Don't talk about our family! Your family is unlucky! My father-in-law died early, and I didn't want it when I got married! Who made my son blind and love her! After marrying for a few years, he will not be able to give birth to a boy, and he will not lay eggs. The hen! It's dead and clean!"

"I **** your mother..." There was another foul language mixed with punches and kicks.

Lin Fan laughed.

Song Yuhang shook his head, preparing to walk over and pull the frame.

The man got up from the chair, clenched his fists and shouted, "Don't make any noise!!"

There was a moment of silence in the scene. After the gods came, the family members of the deceased were crying bitterly, and even more vigorously rushed up to tear him: "You dare to yell at me?! Dare to yell at me! Give my daughter my life! Pay my life!"

The little girl sitting on the bench fell to the ground while being pulled, and no one cared about her. The little girl opened her mouth and watched blankly as her grandmother pushed her grandmother. Her grandmother slapped her father again. hand.

Unable to bear it anymore, he burst into tears.

"Dad, dad, I want mom, I want to go home..." She stumbled up and wanted to hug her dad's leg.

But the man didn't know who pushed him, he staggered under his feet, and saw that he was about to step on the little girl's hand, and Song Yuhang picked him up.

"No matter how much you quarrel, you will go back to the Public Security Bureau with me! No one can run away from the police detention one by one!"

The mother of the deceased wanted to say something more, looking at the two bars on her uniform epaulettes and the crying child in her arms, she finally endured it.

Only then began to weep silently.

The next step is to follow the procedure.

The family members of the deceased went in one by one to see the deceased one last time. When they came out, the deceased's mother was almost limp on the ground, and was helped out by several policemen.

Taking into account the physical condition of the elderly family members, after a rough understanding of the situation, Song Yuhang sent them home, leaving the deceased husband alone to take notes in the bureau.

"According to Article 131 of the Criminal Procedure Law, we have decided to judicially dissect your wife’s body. Please sign here."

A "Notice of Dissection of the Dead Body" was placed on the table and slowly pushed over.

Lin Fan sat opposite, straightened his back and looked at this short man with little speech.

"Do you want to find out the truth? You don't want your wife to die unclearly, do you? Sign it quickly, the sooner the autopsy is, the closer you are to the truth."

As time changes, some features on the corpse will gradually disappear, which is why she can't wait to dissect it.

The man’s child followed his father to the Public Security Bureau because he kept crying and no one could coax him. Song Yuhang just put the person to sleep, came out from the duty room next door and pushed the door and came in. Hearing her saying this, he threw him away. Approving eyes.

Lin Fan opened his mouth, silently: Am I wrong?

Song Yuhang: You can be euphemistic.

Duan Cheng stabbed Zheng Chengrui: "Hey, what are they talking about?"

The straight IT man raised his head from the computer: "Who? Who spoke?"

Duan Cheng: "..."

No one is talking, it's all relying on eye contact.

Song Yuhang coughed lightly: "That's right, we will record and record the whole process of the dissection, and you can also be there according to the regulations..."

What?

Lin Wei swept over with an eye knife, she didn't have the habit of letting irrelevant people watch her anatomy process.

When the man heard this, he moved his lips, his voice hoarse and his face was decadent: "No...no..."

Just after spitting out two words, his eyes were red again: "Comrade police, please."

He pulled the paper over, opened the cap, and wrote his name stroke by stroke, wiping tears as he wrote.

Lin Fan stretched and got up, took this piece of paper and changed his clothes to prepare for the autopsy.

The forensic dissection room was well lit, and the ventilation fan started to work.

Lin Wei was wearing a white protective suit, fully armed from head to toe, and took the scalpel from the tray with no expression on his face.

Duan Cheng didn't have many chances to go to the dissection platform, and he was a little eager to try, and he touched a scalpel in his hand: "I will give you a hand, cut the skin and bones and leave it to me."

"What are you doing?" Just when he was about to paddle down, Lin Fan grabbed his hand, his tone cold.

"My dissection table can't be intervened by others, so I will carry the machine to record the video."

"Oh..." Duan Cheng reluctantly put down the scalpel and walked aside and picked up the camera silently.

"forest…"

He just wanted to speak out but saw her put the scalpel vertically on her chest and bowed her head slightly, which was regarded as silence.

"The deceased Ding Xue, at 0:45 pm on May 17, 2008, the first autopsy, now begins"

That was the first time he saw a pious expression on the face of Forensic Doctor Lin.

Unlike a doctor performing an operation, the dissection table is a bit **** and open.

The word was pulled from the beginning to the end and cut open the chest and abdomen. Lin Fan's hands were steady. After using the gauze to clean up the bleeding stains, he picked up the elbow tissue from the tray and separated the muscles without looking at it. Cut parallel to the ribs, very clean.

Several helping forensic doctors looked at her with genuine expressions in their eyes.

"Cronger"

She was not free, so she asked for equipment.

A forensic doctor hurriedly handed it to her.

With some force when cutting the deceased's ribs, Lin Yan slightly raised his feet, only to hear a few crisp sounds.

She put the blood-stained instruments on the sterile cloth.

"Come, help, get the bones"

Ribs were taken out from the chest cavity and put on a scale to weigh them.

The flashing light kept flashing and Duan Cheng was taking pictures. Lin Wei said that the police officer in charge of data recording could not help writing on the whiteboard.

The opened chest cavity showed swelling of the lungs visible to the naked eye. Lin Yan's fingertips were gently pressed up to feel a depression, and he changed a pair of straight-headed tissue scissors and carefully peeled it off.

The swollen lungs were finally successfully removed, and the weight was about twice that of the normal lung.

In an airtight environment, even if the air conditioner was turned on very low, a stinky sweat appeared when wearing protective clothing of dozens of kilograms. In addition, the violent corpse odor became stronger the moment all the organs were taken out.

The smell of rotten eggs, rotten meat, and stinky tofu pits that have been fermented for half a month is not disgusting.

It is not only disgusting, it also has spicy eyes.

When the irritating smell rushed into his eyes, he could not help but rub his eyes with the clean part above his shoulders.

In addition, taking pictures is always very close to the corpse, visual stimulation plus sensory stimulation, Duan Cheng couldn't help retching.

Lin Fan did not lift his head, and took the organ knife and cut the lung tissue slices: "Get out and vomit, don't pollute the environment."

A large amount of **** foamy liquid came out of the cut lung tissue. Duan Cheng couldn't hold it anymore, and threw the machine away and retched.

Lin Fan's face was as usual and talked about the results of the anatomy: "Water emphysema"

She watched the police officer in charge of the record write on the whiteboard, and when she turned her eyes back to the face of the deceased, her brows wrinkled slightly.

Aquatic emphysema is a life reaction. In other words, it is drowning before death, rather than throwing the body into the water after death.

Is it true that he committed suicide in a plastic bag as the policeman said?

She shook her head slightly, denying the idea.

That Xiang Song Yuhang's transcript was half done.

The man's name is Sun Xiangming, 32 years old, an employee of a local bank. He has been married to the deceased Ding Xue for seven years and has a daughter.

The deceased is now 30 years old. Sun Xiangming, an ordinary faculty member of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, retrieved a photo from his mobile phone and pushed it to her in tears.

The woman in the picture of "This... is my wife" has an ordinary appearance, wearing a plain and elegant checked sweater, and she looks like a gentle and intellectual woman.

"We have been married for almost ten years. We rarely quarrel, nor have we heard her speak loudly to anyone, nor have any complaints with relatives or friends. I can't figure out...who would harm her..."

Song Yuhang avoided this topic: "Tell me about the day your wife disappeared."

Sun Xiangming thought for a while and recalled the situation that day.

"Nothing unusual. She made breakfast when I got up in the morning. After I finished eating, I took Yaya to kindergarten, and she was also going to work."

"Who do you usually send children to?"

"I, it has always been me, she took the senior high school graduating class, and was relatively busy"

Song Yuhang motioned to the police officer who was in attendance to write this down.

"Do you remember what you ate for breakfast?"

Sun Xiangming frowned and thought for a while: "It seems to be millet porridge, steamed buns, etc..."

"When did you find that the person was missing?"

"Evening, evening" He was obviously a little excited when he said of his wife's disappearance.

Song Yuhang's gaze seemed gentle and calm, but he firmly locked in his expressions and small movements.

"Talk about the specific situation"

"After dinner in the evening, I was washing the dishes, and she said she was going out"

Song Yuhang interrupted him: "About what time?"

"I don't remember, it's probably eight or nine o'clock, right"

"Why go out so late?"

"She said something happened in the school and several children were fighting. She rushed over to deal with it."

"Then never come back?"

"Yes." Sun Xiangming licked his lips. He was obviously choked up when he said that, he lowered his head slightly, and the criminal investigator on the side handed over the tissue.

"I waited until after ten o'clock that she didn't come back, so I called her"

"Is it connected?"

"No"

Song Yuhang raised his brows slightly.

"But after hanging up, she sent me a text message so that I don't worry about sleeping with Yaya first"

"The text message, show us a look"

Sun Xiangming quickly turned over the phone and turned to the communication log to show them.

"Xiang Ming, I may have to come back later, you go to bed first, don't wait for me"

An uncommon exhortation may be the last last word of this female teacher in the world.

"Sorry, according to the regulations, we have to temporarily detain your mobile phone for detailed inspection"

The man smiled bitterly, and the successive blows made him look haggard: "I know, I'm also listed as a suspect now, right"

Song Yuhang did not answer. It is indeed the case. The police will not let anyone who may commit a crime, especially close relatives, are often the first choice for investigation.

"And then, you didn't call to ask again?" another investigator said.

Speaking of this, the man’s face overflowed with pain: "No... yes... it's my fault... if I call her again or go out to find her, maybe... it won't..."

"At that time, what were you doing?"

Sun Xiangming grabbed his hair with a look of shame and chagrin on his face: "I...I was tired after working a day during the day...and I have to accompany my daughter...The leader temporarily assigned work again...I worked overtime at home..."

The investigator stopped his attempt to hurt himself: "This is the end of the matter, and we will definitely catch the murderer."

After a while, Sun Xiangming went on to say: "It wasn't until the next morning that the school called and said that she hadn't come to work, and I realized that something might have happened, so I immediately called the police..."

Later, he was listed as a missing person by the police and collected the DNA of close relatives until the body was found in the lotus pond park three days later.

"She's gone, how can we live with me and the child..." The man covered his face with his hands, and barely restrained himself from whimpering in front of the police.

Song Yuhang pulled a tissue to him: "Sorry"

"Thank you" The man took it and wiped away his tears: "Please, you must catch the murderer and give my wife a fair deal."

Song Yuhang nodded, and took out the evidence bag from his pocket: "Look at this, is it your wife's?"

It was the ring she picked out of the mud.

As soon as the man saw this, his eyes lit up: "Yes...it belongs to my wife...this is our wedding ring...she never leaves her body..."

He subconsciously wanted to touch it, but Song Yuhang took it back: "Sorry, I can't return it to you now. When the case is closed, all the relics of your wife will be returned to the original owner."

She deliberately "bites" the word "Remains", but the man has no special expression fluctuations, his eyes are blank but nodded emptyly, very cooperative with the police's inquiry.

She has seen so many people who lost their loved ones overnight, and Sun Xiangming behaved quite normally.

At least so far.

Just before dawn, the criminal investigators who stayed up all night watching the surveillance can no longer hold back lying on the table and nap for a while.

Snoring was everywhere in the office.

Song Yuhang opened a box of instant noodles and sat on the table facing the white board, with clues she had just sorted out on it.

With the deceased Ding Xue as the core, several arrows radiated to the surroundings.

Love killing, wealth killing, vendetta?

Love killing, so far, Sun Xiangming's behavior is normal, but the suspicion cannot be ruled out, and further investigation is needed.

Wealth killing is by far the biggest possibility. This kind of murderer will go to the second-hand market and the second-hand market after taking the money, and further investigation is needed.

Vendetta, most of the avengers committing crimes are more cruel, with Ding Xue being an exception, not only has no signs of being attacked by external forces, nor has he been sexually assaulted.

If this article is doubtful, it is necessary to visit the interpersonal relationship of the deceased.

By the way, an autopsy, maybe there will be new clues on Lin Fan's side.

After Song Yuhang finished his instant noodles in two bites, he planned to go to the technical investigation side to have a look.