"It doesn't matter. It's enough to know that he is a serial murderer," Qin Yin said. "At least we know something. Lu Yueyi's death has nothing to do with this murderer."
The two felt that the corpse was no longer interesting, and were about to leave when a forensic doctor in a white coat suddenly muttered, "Weird."
The two of them turned around neatly.
"What's wrong?" a police officer stepped forward and asked.
"There were multiple soft tissue contusions on the skin surface of the corpse."
"If you fall to your death, isn't it normal for soft tissue injuries to occur?" the police officer said.
"Some injuries are relatively normal, but some are just..." The forensic doctor groped around the neck of the man's body for a while, pointed to a place and said, "For example, here, take a look."
Everyone else came over.
The area indicated by the forensic doctor was at the upper end of the man's neck. There was indeed a thick black bruise there, and there were several strange marks on the upper edge of the bruise. The marks were hidden in the middle of the hair. If you didn't look carefully, it would be true.
Can't tell.
"What's weird about this?" said another person who looked like a director.
"This doesn't look like an impact injury," the medical examiner said. "It looks more like a struggle injury."
Another forensic doctor suddenly realized it. He stretched out his hand and scratched on the bruise. "This bruise is very likely to be caused by strangulation. The scratches seem to be traces left by fingernails rubbing on the surface of the human body."
Qin Yin and Wen Ling looked over, then looked at each other in confusion.
"What does this mean?" said the policeman who looked like a chief.
"It shows that the cause of death may be suspicious," the medical examiner said. "The bureau's technical capabilities are limited. I think we should request technical support from our superiors."
The person who looked like the director frowned, looking a little embarrassed, "In this case, it will take a lot of time to go through the process."
"Now the citizens are waiting for a reply. If we can't give them anything, I'm afraid..." another police officer said.
The director sighed and then asked, "How did the test on the deceased's clothes go?"
"The results are expected to be available tonight," the young forensic doctor said.
"Okay," the director thought for a few seconds, "then let's do it. I will ask someone to submit the application now, but we must persist in the investigation ourselves and try to give the citizens an explanation before tomorrow."
Not long after, the two police officers left, leaving only two forensic doctors in the morgue. Qin Yin and Wen Ling followed the two forensic doctors, curiously watching them skillfully perform autopsies.
After all, this scene is not common.
"Master," the young forensic doctor asked, "what do you think of this corpse?"
The master adjusted the lanyard of the mask, looked at the apprentice and said, "What about you? What do you think?"
"I think...it doesn't look like he committed suicide, right?" The apprentice pointed to the arms and neck of the corpse, "With so many external injuries, the deceased must have experienced a fierce physical confrontation before his death."
Master nodded approvingly, "What then?"
"Is there...what else?" The apprentice was dumbfounded, "Doesn't this mean...that he didn't commit suicide? At least it wasn't a simple suicide."
The master laughed out loud, "Where is the simple suicide?"
"I mean, there is something strange about the cause of his death," the apprentice nodded firmly, "Well, that must be the case."
After hearing this, the master looked at his apprentice kindly and said earnestly, "In our industry, we must have evidence before making judgments. We cannot carry out investigations with subjective assumptions, otherwise we will easily fall into the trap of confirmation theory."
"Then we can only wait for help from our superiors to arrive before we can make any assumptions?" the apprentice said discouragedly, his shoulders hanging down.
"I mean, the speculation must be well-founded," the master patiently guided, "and the breakthrough point in the investigation is not just the corpse."
"Then there's more..."
"Where else? Think about it."
Under the encouraging eyes of the master, the young apprentice raised his index finger and blurted out, "There is still a scene!"
"You are very smart and have a strong understanding." The master took off his gloves and patted the apprentice twice on the shoulder.
"By the way, there were too many people watching the corpse scene, so we didn't even conduct a thorough investigation of the situation at the scene," the young apprentice said, "Master, is it necessary to conduct a second investigation?"
"Of course." Master took off the other glove.
"Then when are we going?"
"Now."
The two forensic doctors began to put the body into the body bag. Qin Yin and Wen Ling watched the unwilling face disappear little by little at the other end of the zipper of the body bag. After the body was sealed, Qin Yin sighed unconsciously.
"I don't know what it feels like to die."
Wen Ling wanted to answer something, but then he thought about it. He himself had not died, so he seemed not qualified to answer, so he could only pat Qin Yin on the back and said, "My condolences."
"Jie... Why should I mourn?" Qin Yin looked at her inexplicably, "I was just thinking that after death, under normal circumstances, people will go to the underworld to be reincarnated, so what kind of feeling does the dead person have more?
What? Is it the end or a new beginning?"
Wen Ling shrugged, "It's different."
"Indeed, this is something that varies from person to person," Qin Yin smacked his lips, "I don't know what I will think when I die..."
Seeing that Qin Yin's train of thought was getting more and more strange, Wen Ling quickly waved his hand in front of her, pointed at the two forensic doctors and said, "Let's go!"
Riding in the police car of the two forensic doctors, Qin Yin and Wen Ling returned to the school again. It was now three o'clock in the afternoon and it was the school's class time. Therefore, there were no students on the playground. The four of them followed.
Behind a security guard who led the way, he walked towards the old art building where the body was found.
"Master, this is where I graduated." the young apprentice said.
"Me too."
"Wow, then Master, you are still my senior."
"I graduated many years earlier than you," Master said with deep emotion as he looked at the campus. "Compared to when I was in school, the campus today has changed a lot."
"Don't blame me, this place is different from when I was there," said the young apprentice. "It's a coincidence that the only thing that hasn't changed is the art building at the back."
"The school already has a new art building. The old art building was originally planned to be demolished next year. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen again." The security guy in front turned to talk, "Comrade police, we don't even know it yet.
How did that person enter the campus? Have you investigated?"
"Didn't the surveillance camera capture it?"
"No," the security guy scratched his head, "That's really weird."
"Don't worry, the comrade in charge of the investigation will find out." The master turned a corner and saw the old building hidden behind the woods. "We are here, comrade, thank you for your hard work. You can go and do your own business."