After all, Han Wenshan is an old forensic doctor who has been working for many years.

　　

　　 There are some things, you can't find them without meticulous inspection by machines.

　　

　　 But some people who have been doing this for a long time can tell at a glance whether there is any problem with the corpse.

　　

　　 If the machine fails to detect it, he can detect it with the naked eye.

　　

　　 This is the same as those of the master-level discriminators.

　　

　　 Don’t believe me.

　　

　　 If you have a terminal illness.

　　

　　 The personal physician of the head of state, one glance at you will know how long you can live, a few months to live.

　　

　　 is so powerful that you just want to use metaphysics to explain it.

　　

　　 The pathology report has not come out yet.

　　

　　 Han Wenshan had already written an autopsy report in advance.

　　

　　 After the pathology report comes out, take a look to confirm it.

　　

　　 Then he will file the autopsy report prepared in advance.

　　

　　 You said this is not rigorous.

　　

　　 What if something goes wrong?

　　

　　, of course, is to rewrite a copy, otherwise why wait for the pathology report to come out and take a look before submitting it?

　　

　　 Submit it if there is no problem, correct it if it is wrong.

　　

　　Thousands of wise men must still make a mistake.

　　

　　 It's not that I know it's a wrong report, but I still have to hand it in. What's the point of controversy.

　　

　　 It is impossible for people to never make mistakes all their lives. They think that it is shameful to make mistakes, simply because you save face.

　　

　　 It’s not ashamed to make a mistake, and it’s ashamed to admit it after making a mistake.

　　

　　 Xu Cheng left the autopsy room, the first thing was to take a bath.

　　

　　 Han Wenshan returned to the office, informed Shi Hongfang of the autopsy process, and then handed him the preliminary autopsy report.

　　

　　The role of forensic medicine in actual cases is mainly to find out the cause of death and assist in confirming the chain of evidence.

　　

　　 The specific investigation still depends on the people of the criminal police team.

　　

　　Each profession has its own functions. Under normal circumstances, almost no one will go beyond his authority.

　　

　　 But this does not mean that forensic medicine is not important.

　　

　　 The quickest way to get acquitted or commuted for murder is to find a forensic doctor to revise the death report.

　　

　　 For example, hitting the victim's head with a blunt object, causing the victim to die.

　　

　　 If forensic doctors damage the brainstem to death, change it to blunt beating to cause the disease and cause sudden death.

　　

　　 This can change the charge from intentional homicide to negligent homicide.

　　

　　 The defense pressure will be much smaller, and the sentencing is not one level.

　　

　　 So the Ministry of Internal Affairs is a frequent visitor of the forensic department.

　　

　　 Basically, whenever there is a controversial verdict, people from the Ministry of the Interior will come over.

　　

　　 is like a check-in location in a scenic spot.

　　

　　 Han Wenshan came to the desk and made a pot of tea for himself.

　　

　　As soon as the tea was brewed, Shi Hongfang rushed in in a hurry.

　　

　　 Han Wenshan greeted: "Come on? Sit down and have a sip of tea first."

　　

　　 "Old Han, this matter..."

　　

　　 "This autopsy report was written by myself based on experience. In theory, I cannot show it to anyone until the pathology is detected. After all, I am responsible for it."

　　

　　 Han Wenshan casually found an excuse and rejected Shi Hongfang.

　　

　　 The handwritten report was placed on the desk in front of Shi Hong.

　　

　　 But he didn't dare to reach out for it without permission.

　　

　　 "Old Han, I believe in your experience, I will take responsibility for what goes wrong."

　　

　　 On the surface of Shi Hongfang, he still looked calm and calm.

　　

　　 But in a slightly urgent tone, it reflects that his heart is not calm.

　　

　　 After seeing the wound on the deceased’s neck, Shi Hongfang’s mind was filled with the figure of the hermit, and his mind focused on the case.

　　

　　 How can I drink tea here freely?

　　

　　 Change to another forensic doctor, such as Xu Cheng, he has long asked for the report directly, and he doesn't say any kind of nonsense.

　　

　　 Unfortunately, the person sitting in front of him is Han Wenshan.

　　

　　 A role of his own father who wants to sell face.

　　

　　 The reason why Shi Hongfang was able to stay in the criminal police team was because Han Wenshan helped him endorse and withstood the pressure from the family.

　　

　　 Otherwise, his father and eldest brother would have some ways to get him from the criminal police team.

　　

　　 "What can you bear? The autopsy report was taken from me. It is useless if you want to bear it."

　　

　　 Han Wenshan took out a tea set, poured a cup of tea, and brought it to Shi Hong: “Don’t be impatient, even if you get the report, you won’t necessarily find clues right away.”

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang did not move the tea in front of him, his eyes were fixed on the handwritten report on the table.

　　

　　 Han Wenshan couldn't help shook his head when he saw this stunned look.

　　

　　 He returned to the desk, pressed the report with the pen holder, and poured himself a cup of tea.

　　

　　 then said to himself: "The people sitting next to me have changed wave after wave. I can't remember which one you are.

　　

　　 I greeted them to drink tea. Some people refused, some accepted, some held it but didn't drink it, and some drank it but didn't taste anything.

　　

　　 But in the end, they all left, and I am the only one left here, and a pot of tea that I don’t know how long it will be hot. "

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang looked away from the report and turned to Han Wenshan.

　　

　　 "No matter what you are going to do, I hope you think about the consequences before doing this."

　　

　　 Han Wenshan took a sip of tea and said with a point.

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang paused for a while: "...I know."

　　

　　 Han Wenshan stopped persuading, removed the pen holder, and pushed the report to Shi Hongfang.

　　

　　 Looking at the familiar font on the handwritten report, Shi Hongfang frowned: "Today's autopsy was not your chief?"

　　

　　 He specifically called back Han Wenshan, who was still on vacation, just to let the old forensic surgeon produce an accurate report as quickly as possible.

　　

　　 To be honest, Shi Hongfang was a little disappointed.

　　

　　 It's not that other forensic doctors are incapable. Most forensic doctors who can be responsible for criminal dissection are capable people.

　　

　　 But Shi Hongfang is still more willing to believe that Han Wenshan is a human flesh scanner.

　　

　　 "Xiao Xu is in charge of the chief sword, and I will record it next to him. In essence, it is no different from my chief sword, or do you intend to let Xiao Xu be an assistant for a lifetime?"

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang quickly explained: "No, it's just that this case is serious..."

　　

　　 "Then I ask you, which of the cases that the Criminal Police Team took over is not important?"

　　

　　 Han Wenshan knocked the teacup heavily on the table: "Because the deceased this time involves the hermit, he is important, and the other victims are irrelevant?"

　　

　　 Hearing the warning in Han Wenshan dialect, Shi Hongfang immediately closed his mouth.

　　

　　 This is obviously beating him.

　　

　　I am afraid that what I have done recently has not escaped Han Wenshan's eyes.

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang was like a top student who was called to the office by the head teacher to give a lecture, and he squeezed the report in his hand and said nothing.

　　

　　 Fortunately, Han Wenshan seemed to be just a verbal warning.

　　

　　 He picked up the teacup again and said to Shi Hongfang: "No matter what you want to do, at least you have to correct your attitude.

　　

　　 No one is born noble and thinks that he can decide the fate of others at will. I hope you can remember this sentence. "

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang did not give any explanation.

　　

　　 At this time, his phone vibrated suddenly.

　　 It is Tian Hao who sent a profile portrait of Jin Ping An.

　　

　　 also explained in a postscript that the warehouse where the deceased was found was not actually the scene of the first crime.

　　

　　 Shi Hongfang held the autopsy report and bowed slightly towards Han Wenshan.

　　

　　 then left the office.

　　

　　 As for the hot tea on the table, he didn't move a bite.

　　

　　………………

　　

　　 "Are you sure this is not the first crime scene?"

　　

　　 Tian Hao asked, looking at Jin Ping An who was struggling to write.

　　

　　 Regardless of the amount of bleeding on the ground or the splashing shape of blood stains, including the integrity of the blood scab, the dead were killed here.

　　

　　 "It is true that the place of death is here, but he was forcibly tied here when he was alive."

　　

　　 Jin Ping'an also waved a pencil frantically on his special drawing board.

　　

　　 Two minutes later, a fresh portrait was released.

　　

　　 Jin Ping An turned over the drawing board: "This guy is a murderer!"

　　

　　 Tian Hao was energetic, and immediately took over the drawing board.

　　

　　 A guy wearing a black mask, a black hooded windbreaker, black trousers, and black tactical boots, all over his body, with only one pair of eyes visible on the paper.

　　

　　 "What did you draw here?" Tian Hao spit out subconsciously.

　　

　　 The man in the painting is blackened up and down, and his body is well-proportioned.

　　

　　 There is no architectural contrast, and even the height cannot be confirmed.

　　

　　 It's really a ghost to find people through such a painting.

　　

　　 "Don't worry, he is not alone at the scene, there are two other people besides the dead!"

　　

　　 Jin Pingan tore off the drawing paper, took back the drawing board and continued to wave his pen: "I will draw the other two people first, and then draw a panoramic picture of the murder scene."

　　

　　 Tian Hao is actually a lot like Tucao, you can just draw a panorama, and you can't finish drawing everyone.

　　

　　 But when I thought of having a specific portrait, it would be more convenient to find someone, so I didn't stop Jin Pingan.

　　

　　 Anyway, with his drawing speed, the sum of these paintings will not exceed fifteen minutes.

　　

　　 This is still perfectly restored, with all the details of the scene before the deceased died.

　　

　　Light painting portraits will only be faster.

　　

　　 Soon, the second picture is out.

　　

　　 Tian Hiroshi took the drawing paper, and this time the person on the drawing became a young girl.

　　

　　 sailor suit, small leather shoes, shoulder-length short hair.

　　

　　 These are very distinctive features, and you can ask if anyone has seen similar characters nearby.

　　

　　 People who are particularly good-looking or particularly ugly will leave a clear impression.

　　

　　 is far easier to find than those popular faces.

　　

　　 It didn't take long for the third picture to come out.

　　

　　 Except for the conspicuous horoscope, this person looks very ordinary.

　　

　　 "It should be a fake beard."

　　

　　 Tian Hiroshi, with many years of experience, can see through Moose's cross dress at a glance.

　　

　　 The remaining panoramas will take some time.

　　

　　 Tian Hao took advantage of Jin Ping’an’s painting skills and sent these three portraits to Shi Hongfang.

　　

　　 Anyway, after knowing the image of the prisoner.

　　

　　 The first thing the police must do is to check the surveillance, look through the files, and compare the information database.

　　

　　Look at these people and see if they have any criminal records.

　　

　　 "Old Tian, ​​that guy wrapped in a black windbreaker is the hermit?"

　　

　　 Jin Ping An asked while drawing.

　　

　　 All scenes that have been backtracked will be firmly engraved in his mind.

　　

　　 For example, the spreading shape of each drop of blood at the scene, how many threads there are on the clothes, which hair is yellow and which hair is white, Jin Pingan can remember clearly.

　　

　　 is like a recorder printing information on a disc, unless the disc itself is violently destroyed, the information will always exist.

　　

　　 So Jin Pingan doesn’t worry at all. Drawing while chatting will be distracting and some details will be missed.

　　

　　 "Before the horoscope has been written, you can't wear it like a hermit. Just treat people as hermits."

　　

　　 Tian Hao drew a cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it up: "It's okay to look at the files in the team. There are many murder cases on the ride."

　　

　　 Jin Ping shook his somewhat sour arm: "Then what you said on the phone before is really serious, it looks like a hermit is coming out of the rivers and lakes."

　　

　　 "This is called a bold assumption. Be careful to verify it."

　　

　　 Tian Hao bit his cigarette **** tightly: "I hope this case is just a pure imitation case."

　　

"The results of it?"

　　

　　 "As a result, we will wait until the identities of the other two are found."

　　

　　 Tian Hao came behind Jin Ping An and watched the warehouse scene slowly appear on the drawing paper: "There are so many suspicious points in this case, as if they were provoking the police."

　　

　　 "Suspicious point?" Jin Ping'an paused.

　　

　　 "After preliminary investigations, the deceased was not a worker who lived nearby. If you want to kill him, you don't need to pick this kind of place. People will definitely find the corpse."

　　

　　 Tian Hao pointed to the trio group that had been drawn: "First of all, these three people, only this one wrapped their whole bodies tightly, and the other two did not make any disguise.

　　

　　 Even if there is no surveillance nearby, wearing a mask is not a troublesome thing. In case it is photographed, there is still room for maneuver, but they did not do so.

　　

　　Secondly, the more people there are, the easier it is to attract attention. Just killing one person, there is no need for three people together.

　　

　　 If all three of them have hatred with the deceased, there is no way to explain why there is only one fatal wound on the deceased.

　　

　　 There is also the dressing of the assailant, as if to deliberately lead the police to think about the hermit. "

　　

　　……………………

　　

　　 "Before the horoscope has been written, you can't wear it like a hermit. Just treat people as hermits."

　　

　　 Tian Hao drew a cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it up: "It's okay to look at the files in the team. There are many murder cases on the ride."

　　

　　 Jin Ping shook a somewhat sour arm: "Then what you said on the phone before is really serious~lightnovelpub.net~ It looks like a hermit is coming back out of the arena."

　　

　　 "This is called a bold assumption. Be careful to verify it."

　　

　　 Tian Hao bit his cigarette **** tightly: "I hope this case is just a pure imitation case."

　　

"The results of it?"

　　

　　 "As a result, we will wait until the identities of the other two are found."

　　

　　 Tian Hao came behind Jin Ping An and watched the warehouse scene slowly appear on the drawing paper: "There are so many suspicious points in this case, as if they were provoking the police."

　　

　　 "Suspicious point?" Jin Ping'an paused.

　　

　　 "After preliminary investigations, the deceased was not a worker who lived nearby. If you want to kill him, you don't need to pick this kind of place. People will definitely find the corpse."

　　

　　 Tian Hao pointed to the trio group that had been drawn: "First of all, these three people, only this one wrapped their whole bodies tightly, and the other two did not make any disguise.

　　

　　 Even if there is no surveillance nearby, wearing a mask is not a troublesome thing. In case it is photographed, there is still room for maneuver, but they did not do so.

　　

　　Secondly, the more people there are, the easier it is to attract attention. Just killing one person, there is no need for three people together.

　　

　　 If all three of them have hatred with the deceased, there is no way to explain why there is only one fatal wound on the deceased.

　　

　　 There is also the dressing of the assailant, as if to deliberately lead the police to think about the hermit. "