"Did you see any other suspicious individuals before and after I left?"
"I wasn't in the mood to look. After knowing you were in trouble, I..."
"Alas, you are still too immature. Remember, no matter who these things happen to, you must do your job. Remember you are a criminal investigator, do you understand? Besides, you're about to become a mother..."
"I understand, Father. I'm sorry!"
As she spoke, He Xin projected a video onto the screen. I quickly squinted and watched intently. "Fast forward!"
"2x!"
"4x!"
"8x!"
"Stop, zoom in on the base of a pine tree above the hotel parking lot on the left!"
I said, and He Xin quickly typed on the projection keyboard. I was still holding a scalpel, but I exclaimed excitedly, "Those two people! They stopped here for a minute and then went their separate ways!"
"The real culprits must be them. I can't believe I didn't notice it at the time. Woo woo, I'm sorry!"
"No, this place is very hidden, and the key frames of the video are too few. Coupled with your mood at the time..."
"Others were watching too, but they probably all concluded you were the killer, so they were led by their preconceived notions."
"Damn it! Alright, take a screenshot! Then investigate the parking lot. They must have left some traces there!"
"Okay, should we also conduct the autopsy?" He Xin asked me.
Reminded, I realized I was still wearing sterile clothing and holding a scalpel. Although the autopsy scene this time was a bit unusual, I was able to re-engage. I didn't say much and cut open the deceased's abdominal cavity. This cut, however, revealed an even more shocking sight.
Ma Biao's abdomen was filled with complex, thick, sticky yellow matter!
What is this?
Xie Chuchu was also quite surprised at the time, but she quickly said awkwardly, "I didn't open the deceased's abdomen!"
"Why? Did you think there was no need to dissect other parts of the body just because the wound was on the heart?"
"Senior, I'm sorry..."
"Damn it, you've been a forensic doctor for so many years, and now is a critical moment..."
"I was wrong. Perhaps, like He Xin, my mood led to a decline in our professional skills!"
"Alas, get me a hemostatic forceps!" I thought to myself, why can't these women stop being so dramatic? He Xin is one thing, but Xie Chuchu, you too... You were trained by me after all...
I carefully examined the deceased's abdominal cavity. "This is intestinal intussusception. That is to say, he was frequently force-fed, leading to excessive gastric distension, which compressed the veins and blood vessels, causing an imbalance in blood supply to the organs and leading to functional failure and death."
"What? Then the wound on the heart?"
"Damn it! Ma Biao died a long time ago. The killer must have brought him into the room and then made me kill him again to frame me..."
"But didn't Ma Biao's head move at the time?"
"There are many ways to make him move! Look at Ma Biao in the video, isn't his eyes closed!"
"This..." He Xin said excitedly, looking at the subsequent footage, "There's something wrapped around his neck!!"
"Yes, it's silver thread. Go back to the crime scene and check the ceiling carefully. As for how it was done, it shouldn't be difficult for someone with some knowledge of physics. Finally, he was probably slowly killed by being frequently injected with food using a large syringe..."
He Xin was a bit stunned and didn't understand my meaning. "Then how did he die?"
Xie Chuchu seemed to want to laugh. "He was stuffed to death!"
"Ah! Does that mean... the mechanism of death we heard about before is actually like this?"
"En, alright, I'll leave the rest to you. Use y-str for comparison to confirm if this person is indeed Ma Biao!"
At that moment, Xie Chuchu and He Xin looked at me in surprise. It was clear they hadn't fully understood, but I knew they would do as I said.
I had to escape. The moment I put down the scalpel, I heard footsteps outside the factory. I knew the police were coming. I patted Xie Chuchu and He Xin, "You must help me!"
They both nodded vigorously, and I immediately ran out through a narrow passage in the workshop. I didn't look back. If I didn't leave now, I'd probably become a prisoner...
I immediately retreated to a certain dark alley. I couldn't go back to the beggar's den because the police had it under surveillance. My task now was to wait. Once Xie Chuchu and the others gathered all the evidence according to my instructions, I could go back. So, I still had to wait.
This time, I moved to an old house. It was empty, with a lot of garbage scattered everywhere, indicating that no one had been there for a very long time. I knew I could find the hotel from here. That's right! I wanted to return to the crime scene again. Although Xie Chuchu and He Xin should be able to handle it, I was still uneasy about their actions. This time, to cooperate with my successful return to the designated room, I contacted my sister.
I wanted to re-examine the scene using the coroner's technique!
After He Bailing arrived, she quickly released a cloud of smoke, incapacitating the police. I went back to B503 through a staircase. Following my previous train of thought, I first examined the curtain cloth. I checked both windows with yellow wine and seaweed ash. Sure enough, there were traces of something being stuck behind the curtain on the right window, while on the left, there were some footprints that were not originally there. I took photos and sent them to Xie Chuchu's phone via my bracelet. The communication of this bracelet was encrypted by He Xin, so ordinary police couldn't find it with technology. It had now become our only means of secret communication.
Next was the ceiling. When I got up there, I found the silk threads, still hanging there. But there was still a problem: my appearance from this angle should not have been visible to them. If nothing could be seen from B503, then was the problem in A502?
I left B503 and crossed the window to A502 in the opposite building. The distance was not far, but the police at the time didn't dare to jump over like I did. Instead, they turned around and went downstairs to pursue me. In fact, I knew that Liu Yuning and Xiao Yuande could have come directly, but they seemed to deliberately delay time and deliberately went downstairs.
I returned to the first place where the accuser had asked me to come. I took out my examination umbrella, used the moonlight, sprinkled some yellow wine, and lay on the ground. My posture was like a roundworm wriggling on the ground. Through the examination umbrella, I quickly discovered many glass shards on the ground. If Dao Zhi Yong were here, he would definitely use a UV light to explore, but I wasn't without solutions!