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Chapter 50: Qing Hanged to Death

Musen took out the white gloves in his pocket, then held the gloves and pinched the small mirror in the corner.

As Lao Wang said, the small round makeup mirror is the size of a palm.

Mu Sen carefully pinched the mirror, found the comrades from the Hengjian team, and solemnly explained: "There is a very likely place on this mirror with the murderer's fingerprint. Please check it carefully and notify me immediately if there is any result. It is best...as soon as possible." Mu Sen said while throwing the mirror into the evidence bag.

He knew that the detection process would take a certain amount of time, but under the pressure of the deadline given by L, he still said as soon as possible. Although they were at the limit of the speed of solving the case, as if the God of Death was urging his death, Musen had to make this request.

After finding the important physical evidence of the mirror, Musen rushed back to the police force. Because the autopsy on Mo Ziqian's side was also a very critical clue.

In an autopsy, it not only knows the mechanism and cause of the deceased's death, but also provides some clues about the murderer. Musen never doubts this. Therefore, he has always said that Mo Ziqian is much more important than himself. Although he also knows some knowledge of forensics, he is not as proficient as Mo Ziqian.

On the way back to the police force, the autopsy on Mo Ziqian's side was also underway. So when he pulled Cao Jian into the forensic room, Mo Ziqian had almost finished the examination.

For Musen, the top forensic doctor not only requires the autopsy results to be accurate, but also has a very fast speed. Because whether it is the dissection speed, autopsy speed, or the speed of the result, the speed of the forensic doctor can completely limit the time to solve the case. Therefore, Musen felt that Mo Zichang was a genius in the forensic world.

Mu Sen and Cao Jian, who were wearing masks, asked directly as soon as they entered the door: "How is it?"

Except for Mo Ziqian, the other three forensic doctors looked at them with a strange look. Because during the forensic dissection and autopsy, even the captain could not enter without permission. There are many reasons for this, it is like the hospital cannot enter casually when performing surgery. The only difference is that one lying on the bed is a living person and the other is a dead person.

But Musen never cares about doing things so much, and he never lets himself be bound by "rules". This is why he is so famous in the police industry, but he stubbornly doesn't want an identity.

The autopsy results must be determined by at least three forensic doctors at the same time, so this forensic room, which is deserted all year round, seems somewhat crowded.

At this time, Mo Ziqian's quiet voice slowly rang: "The fundamental cause of Liu Daquan's death is reflex cardiac arrest caused by compression of the neck nerve. We don't have to discuss the parasympathetic preganglionic fibers that govern the heart. Simply put, Liu Daquan hangs his rope to compress the vagus nerve during the process of hanging, causing the reflexive heartbeat to slow down and even stop. Before he died, he should have experienced a breathing arrest caused by several neck compression stimulated the vagus nerve." Mo Ziqian raised his head, chuckled and said, "To put it bluntly, he has experienced several deaths and deaths."

Cao Jian felt uncomfortable all over when he heard this. He didn't want to look at the corpse more. He just stared at Mo Ziqian and waited for him to continue summarizing.

"The deceased's face is blue-purple, commonly known as 'green hang', which shows that the deceased was indeed hanged at the back and had not changed the state of the corpse. Because the deceased's hang has both veins pressed down, and the arteries still have blood supply, and the blood flow back from the head and face is blocked, so the face and face are like this." Mo Ziqian described the death of a dead person lightly, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

Even the forensic doctors next to them were now listening to Mo Ziqian's words like Cao Jian and Mu Sen. They were all eager to hear more clues and details that ordinary forensics could not detect from the mouth of this top forensic doctor.

Mo Ziqian pointed to the neck of the deceased and said with interest: "This hang ditch is shallow and wide, indicating that it is suspended from beginning to end. That is, the fabric we saw before. The number of turns has been repeatedly confirmed, and there are no other hang marks or hang ditches. However, I found some interesting things from this hang ditch."

As soon as Mo Ziqian finished speaking, the other three forensic doctors were shocked. Because the real autopsy was done by the three of them, Mo Ziqian was just watching it and did not really take action. None of the three of them discovered anything "interesting". How did Mo Ziqian discover it?

Musen didn't think that the attitude of these forensic doctors was strange at all, because he knew that Mo Ziqian always liked to complete things alone. Moreover, he was just watching the autopsy now, so even if he found something, he would not discuss it with these forensic doctors.

Musen raised his head slightly and signaled Mo Ziqian to continue speaking.

Mo Ziqian bent down gently and looked at the deceased ditch and said, "If you look closely, you will find that there are patterns and textures on the skin of the ditch. The longer it is suspended, the more obvious it is. He has been dead for several days, so it is easy to see."

This made the whole room feel awkward, because they either didn't notice it or they wouldn't have come close to a dead body to watch the terrifying crane ditch.

Mo Ziqian did not feel the change in the atmosphere, but continued to say with interest: "When the skin is still elastic, if the hanger rope is removed, such marks will disappear for a long time. This proves that Liu Daquan has never taken the hanger rope in the whole process. I also compared the pattern marks with the hanger rope, and found that they did not match."

Mo Ziqian stood up straight again and looked at Musen and Cao Jian.

Cao Jian asked inexplicably at this time: "I haven't taken down the hang rope, nor have I changed it, and the marks on the neck do not match... What does this mean?"

Mu Sen, who was beside him, suddenly smiled, then looked at Cao Jian, and put his hand on his neck and said, "It proved that there was a padding between his hang rope and his neck during the hanging process."

"Is this... afraid of pain?" Cao Jian asked in confusion.

Mu Sen smiled and explained, "He wouldn't go up if he was afraid of the pain. I think this was probably the woman's idea. He did this just to ask Liu Daquan to relax his vigilance. How could someone who can think of you so much really kill you?"

After saying that, Musen looked at Mo Ziqian and said, "Don't keep it aside, just say it, what have you discovered."

Mo Ziqian knew that nothing could be hidden from Mu Sen, so he smiled and said with a smile: "The patterns were carefully compared. I observed them with the enlarged photos and found that the patterns printed on the ditch should be a label. This is a rare clue. Then I started to use my mobile phone to check the products of this label. It turned out to be a lady's inner/clothes. However, it has been suspended for two years and there are very few stores that are still sold."

It was not until this time that Cao Jian suddenly understood Mo Ziqian's intention. The marks on the ditch left information about the murderer. Just look for the shop selling such inner clothes, and then cross-compare the profiles given by Musen. I believe that clues about the murderer will be found soon!

Cao Jian was a little excited. He turned around and was about to go out and give orders, but he was quickly stopped by Mo Ziqian, and he heard him say half-jokingly: "Don't worry, Captain Cao, I have other clues to tell you here."

"Also?" Cao Jian never knew that the forensic doctor could have such a great effect! Perhaps it was because there were too few corpses that could be dissected every year, and Cao Jian really didn't feel that the forensic doctor could play such a role.

Looking at Cao Jian's surprised gaze, Mu Sen smiled and said, "Captain Cao, don't be surprised. His ability is far more than this. As long as the body is in his hands, the profiles and clues he can give are no less than mine."

With a hint of curiosity, Cao Jian patiently continued to listen to Mo Ziqian's magical autopsy.

Mo Ziqian picked up a plate from the table beside him, which was a small pile of disgusting black objects. I don’t know what it was, but in short, it makes people feel sick when they look at it.

"Is this..." Cao Jian asked with a frown slightly.

Mo Ziqian looked at the pile of things without feeling and said, "Oh, this is the remaining digestive substance in the stomach of the deceased. Fortunately, there is still a little left."

Mo Ziqian's disapproving expression was as if he was holding a plate of ordinary home-cooked dishes. It can be seen that the psychological quality and ability of the forensic industry are really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"After testing, it was found that there were a lot of things like pepper. This should be a relatively authentic Sichuan cuisine, so this type of auxiliary ingredients is placed. So..." Mo Ziqian put down the plate and looked at Cao Jian and said, "The last meal of the deceased Liu Daquan should have been eaten in a Sichuan cuisine restaurant. However, according to his personality, he is not like a person who can go out alone to enjoy the food. He is very likely to be a meal with the murderer. Moreover, he is introverted, not the kind of person who will work hard to eat. So just search for the surveillance video before his death in Sichuan cuisine near his house, and there may be clues."

Cao Jian finally couldn't help it. He sighed excitedly: "People often say that death has no evidence. Now, looking at Dr. Mo's autopsy reasoning, you have to believe that dead people can speak as much as you want! You all go to rest, and leave the next thing to me. Whether it is the inner/clothes shop or Sichuan restaurant, I promise to catch the hanged ghost as fast as possible!"

Mu Sen was naturally happy to hear Cao Jian's morale words. However, he was vaguely looking forward to it in his heart, hoping that Cao Jian could catch the woman before she killed her again. Because the woman's technique was becoming more and more blatant, she had lost control. The time interval for killing people would be shorter and shorter. This not only concerns the life of the next victim, but also the deadline given to them by L.
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