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Chapter 68 A Passionate Crime Case

Chapter 68 Crime of Passion Case [Thanks to Mr. Pan for the 520 League Leader Award!]

He Shancun nodded.

"The patient is still in a coma, but his condition is very stable. I just don't know why he still hasn't woken up. There are many wounds, but they are not fatal. I didn't ask anyone to suture them after I received the call. Do you want to see it now?"

"Okay, let's take a look now and take pictures before we can dispose of it normally."

He Shancun didn't talk nonsense, Zhou Ning smiled and nodded at Chen Xiaohong, and Chen Xiaohong patted Zhou Ning's arm.

"Go ahead, call me if you have anything to do. I'll go and get busy first."

Saying goodbye to Chen Xiaohong, I followed He Shancun to an observation room. There was someone on the bed in the ward, and various data were displayed on the monitor next to it.

Zhou Ning took a glance and found that his heartbeat, breathing, blood pressure, and blood oxygen were all within the normal range. However, he was too frightened and would not be easy to wake up.

Walking to the bedside, He Shancun signaled the doctor to lift off the quilt on the injured person, and then opened the various injured areas wrapped with supplementary materials.

Da Zhao took a breath. The wounds were no less severe than those on the body of the deceased Wen Haicheng. Not to mention the bruises and swelling, there were seven or eight cuts and stab wounds on his arms, thighs and calves.

Following what He Shancun pointed out, Zhou Ning looked over and saw that the posterior tibial artery at the back of Zhang Xin's left calf was the most seriously injured. Deep sutures were done here to stop the bleeding.

Recalling the location of the pool of blood on the bathroom floor, it seemed that the amount of bleeding was the largest here. Zhou Ning nodded slightly and motioned for Zhao to take a photo. Each wound was carefully enlarged and photographed with a scale. Zhou Ning even wiped it with a swab to preserve it.

Sample.

He Shancun opened Zhang Xin's clothes, revealing a bruise on his left abdomen.

"You are professionals. This bruise should be two days old. I don't think the damage was caused at the same time."

Zhou Ning looked carefully and nodded repeatedly.

"Can you check Zhang Xin's platelets for me? This feels like a scar caused two or three days ago. The bruise has turned purple and spread."

"no problem."

After thanking each other, Zhou Ning left his mobile phone number. The two of them admired each other very much and communicated for a while before leaving. Zhao Ning followed closely behind him.

"Slow down. Those with longer legs will bully those with shorter legs, right? But why are you so anxious to see Zhang Xin's injuries? Do you think the murderer treated the deceased and Zhang Xin differently?"

Zhou Ning shook his head. Now he had many doubts in his heart. Of course, it would be best if Zhang Xin could speak.

"There is no clue about the case. Let's go back and do the autopsy first. I will discuss it with the master later. I always feel that I have missed something, but after careful investigation, I found nothing."

Da Zhao didn't say any more. Zhou Ning has always been very insightful. Xu Dayuan had said before that he felt weird and had no clue. That is to say, the case seemed simple, but there might be other things in it that he couldn't explain.

allow.

Returning to the autopsy room, Liu Yongping had already dressed neatly, and the only remaining boxer briefs of the deceased had been removed. He raised his gloved hands and moved his fingers towards Zhou Ning.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you in a hurry for the autopsy?"

While Zhou Ning was changing his equipment, he recounted what he found at the scene and some things that happened in the emergency room. After finishing dressing up and telling all this, Liu Yongxin frowned.

"Interesting, one of the couple died, and the other escaped by hiding in the bathroom. Was the murderer frightened and fled in a hurry, or was their target the deceased?"

Zhou Ning sighed, this was the problem that troubled him.

"Master, I can't figure it out either. Let's do the autopsy now. Should I take X-rays first?"

"No, you haven't been here for so long. I can't just wait around. The filming has already been completed. Come and do the autopsy as usual. I'll record it. Let's start with the body surface."

Zhou Ning didn't waste any time and started to check, starting from the pupils, to the head, trunk and limbs, and explained the depth, length, damage, weapon shape and murderer's analysis of all the wounds. After Liu Yongxin finished recording, he looked up at Zhou Ning.

"Boy, I only took a break for less than two months. Your progress is a bit fast. My record can't keep up with your speed."

Zhou Ning smiled awkwardly. He couldn't say that since the end of the last case, he had been forced to do ten autopsies every night, and the injuries on each corpse were comprehensive, covering almost all scar forms.

Even the gunshot wounds had different gun angles, and the time limit made his autopsy look like he was chased by a dog.

"Shouldn't I also hurry up and make progress? Master, should I still take care of this?"

Liu Yongxin nodded.

"One thing is worth nothing, just come and let me see how you progress."

Zhou Ning took a deep breath, grabbed the scalpel, and began to perform an autopsy. There were three cuts on the chest and abdomen of the deceased, the deepest of which was no more than two centimeters. And this Wen Haicheng was very strong, and the three cuts did not damage the internal organs. The speed of the autopsy was also fast.

soon.

After completing the routine inspection, Zhou Ning raised his head.

"The deceased Wen Haicheng had a lung infection, sticky secretions and sputum plugs in the bronchus and lower lobe of the right lung, bronchopneumonia for a period of time, silt-like stones in the gallbladder, mild fibrosis and fatty liver in the liver, and polyps in the intestinal wall.

, the deceased had many physical problems and was not treated in time."

"Well, the bronchopneumonia situation should have been going on for a while. Is this person very busy at work?"

Da Zhao came over. After the last time, he was not so averse to dissection and seemed to find it somewhat interesting.

"Their name is Wen Haicheng Wen Gong. They are designers from the East China Design Institute. They are in charge of a very important design project. At ten o'clock this morning, they will conduct the final design docking with Party A. To put it bluntly, it is the last time to submit the design before signing the contract.

"

Liu Yongxin nodded.

"It's no wonder. With high-intensity work, physical functions have declined, and various physical problems have emerged. This man is twenty-nine, but his body is not as good as that of an ordinary elderly person who is good at exercising. X-rays show that his cervical, thoracic, and lumbar vertebrae are...

They all have problems, and neck and shoulder syndrome is very obvious.”

Da Zhao bared his teeth at the side.

"How can it be compared like this? Today's young people, few are in better health than retired uncles and aunts. He is nothing."

Liu Yongxin rolled his eyes at Da Zhao.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's time for you to lose weight. Why do you look like you've gained so much weight in the new year? Have you gained thirty pounds?"

Da Zhao's face collapsed instantly, and he looked like a bitter melon.

"It's hurtful. This is verbal violence. I didn't eat anything during the Chinese New Year, and I don't know why I grew so much. But are forensic doctors' eyes like rulers? How can they see so accurately?"

Liu Yongxin hummed twice.

"Go on your way and don't disturb Zhou Ning."

Although Da Zhao was dissatisfied, he still kept his mouth shut. Zhou Ning then looked between the legs of the deceased. The regeneration device was cut open from below. He picked up the location of the skin lesion with tweezers. Zhou Ning observed it carefully.

once.

"Part of the foreskin, corpus cavernosum, and urethral arteries and veins were all severed. If the knife had been cut from top to bottom, the amount of bleeding would have been greater. The strike was very severe. The nerves in this location were very sensitive, and the deceased would scream wildly."

Liu Yongxin nodded, pinched very small fibers with tweezers, held up a magnifying glass and said:

"It seemed that the deceased was screaming wildly, so the murderer covered the deceased's mouth and nose with a pillow, causing mechanical suffocation."

Zhou Ning loosened the tweezers, raised his head slightly, and made a motion with one hand to lift the deceased's pants.

"The order seems wrong. The deceased was cut here, and the murderer just quickly pulled up his boxers so that the blood could not splash. There were blood stains on the pillow, which were consistent with the marks on the deceased's head.

That is to say, the action of covering the mouth and nose of the deceased was the result of smashing the head of the deceased and the shouting of cutting the health device, which did not alarm the people around him."

Da Zhao came over again, seeming to brush up on his presence.

"The reporter said that when he went upstairs and knocked on the door, he seemed to hear a sound in the room."

Zhou Ning hummed.

"Well, I asked Xu Da about this. He said that the deceased's mother also went upstairs together, but the deceased's mother did not hear the sound. I am not sure whether it was true, but the time of death of the deceased is the same as the time when the reporter went up.

very close."

Liu Yongxin rubbed his chin.

"The reporter? Is he in a competitive relationship with the deceased?"

Zhou Ning didn't know this. After all, he glanced at the reporter when he went upstairs. The man looked very tasteful in his clothes, and the anxiety on his face was very real. Of course, he couldn't tell whether there was an element of acting in it.

After all, there is no more detailed observation.

"I don't know. Xu Da should go back and check. The target group I gave is acquaintances. After all, there are no signs of picking the locks in the deceased's house. There are still not many households in the community. If you are not familiar with them, how do you know they have moved in and are still at home?"

"It seems you don't think this is a crime of passion caused by an ordinary robbery?"

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