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Chapter 54 Mechanical purpura

Cao Jian cursed angrily: "This monster! This is a perverted person! How could she be so cruel! Does she have no father, no son, no brothers and lovers?"

It can be seen that Cao Jian was extremely angry. ''     He was very angry that the next victim might be the son of the victim.

Musen was about to persuade him, but the phone rang, it was Mo Ziqian. Musen nodded calmly and continued to drive quickly and smoothly. Until Musen hung up the phone, Cao Jian hurriedly asked: "How is it! Is the first aid finished? How is the person? Are you still alive?"

"Well, the identity has been investigated. The victim's name is Wang Honggang, and he has traces of mechanical suffocation. That is to say, someone once choked him. Although he is still alive, he can only rely on a ventilator. The hospital has concluded that he is brain-death..." Mu Sen's expression was a little serious, because although brain-death sounds like he is still alive, it is no longer different from death.

Originally, Musen was trying to inquire about some clues from the only survivor, but now it seems impossible according to this situation.

Cao Jian shouted unwillingly: "How could this happen! You gave him CPR at that time, and he was already alive!"

"Stop breathing and heartbeat does not mean real death. On the contrary, doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation and artificially maintaining the heartbeat in this way does not mean survival. It is useless to just look at his heartbeat at that time. The excessive brain hypoxia caused by hanging neck is very harmful to the brain stem, so it has now been determined to be brain death..." Musen explained calmly.

"Is there any possibility of survival if you die in a brain? Is there still hope to wake up?" Cao Jian asked urgently. In fact, he no longer asked for any clues from Wang Honggang. He just hoped that he could steal a life from the "hanged ghost".

Musen looked at Cao Jian with regret, and then replied: "Brain death refers to the irreversible permanent loss of the whole brain function such as the brain and brain stem. Regardless of whether the heartbeat, external brain circulation, respiratory and spinal cord still exist, individual death can be declared. At present, many countries have recognized the legitimacy of brain death, but our country has not yet confirmed it. However, this does not affect Wang Honggang's final result."

Cao Jian couldn't help feeling a deep sense of frustration when he heard the words "irreversible", "permanent loss", "individual death" in Mu Sen's mouth. Even though he worked so hard, he could not save a life in the end.

Before China has formulated brain death regulations, clinical and forensic doctors used to judge whether the respiratory heartbeat stopped as the criterion for death. This irreversible coma left them with a "body with a heartbeat". Once the ventilator is removed, the heartbeat will stop immediately.

Looking at Cao Jian's somewhat lost look, Mu Sen said, "Captain Cao, cheer up. This person is already like this, so we have to avoid being like this. Although we can't save this life, it depends on you to leave your life. Hurry up and find out the whereabouts of Wang Honggang's son."

When Cao Jian heard Mu Sen say this, he quickly took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, then he regained his decisive enthusiasm and quickly called to assign tasks.

After Cao Jian finished his work, Mu Sen said slowly to Cao Jian: "Ziqian said that mechanical purple spots were found on Wang Honggang's neck."

Cao Jian widened his eyes as soon as he heard this and asked quickly: "Is it pinched?"

"No, mechanical purple spots, which are... what we commonly call kiss marks." Musen corrected Cao Jian's wrong understanding.

Cao Jian was stunned after hearing this, and seemed to have not reacted for a moment. None of the people killed by Dong Hua had ever had such a situation, and none of them had actually had sexual behavior. Could it be... Is there anything special about this Wang Honggang?

This time, Cao Jian really came up with the idea. Musen drove the car to the hospital parking lot and said, "We seem to be re-judging the relationship between these victims. Perhaps... they are not completely unconnected."

Cao Jian said in disagreement: "This city is not big. Although it is not very far away, they have different families, different work, different living environment, different life experiences, and extremely different age groups. It can be said that apart from the same gender, they have no similar places. What is the relationship between them in this case?"

After Musen stopped the car and threw the key to Cao Jian, he said, "There are many times when people who were strangers are often inexplicably connected to each other because of certain things and certain people. Perhaps they themselves don't know it."

After Musen said something seemed reasonable and vague, he turned around and walked quickly towards the ward.

When they arrived at the intensive care unit, Mo Ziqian was already sitting in a chair in the corridor waiting for them.

"How is it, you're completely sure?" Musen was a little anxious upstairs, so he spoke a little gasping.

Looking at Musen's panting, Mo Ziqian handed the mineral water in his hand to him and said, "Drink a little water first! I can basically call the person inside the dead now. I can irreversible brain coma and have no response to any stimulation. Even the most painful orbital stimulation is a slight reaction. There is no spontaneous breathing, and once the ventilator is removed, it will be finished. There is no sign of the eyeball turning. There is no cornea, vestibular reaction, and there is no chewing reflex. There is no reflex to the organ inserted into the suction tube... If these characteristics are reflected in several of them, it can be concluded that brain death is already confirmed."

Mo Ziqian said it plainly, but he could not hide his frustration in his eyes. Although he was a forensic doctor, he had been participating in the rescue process. He watched a person's life pass by before his eyes, and it felt that even a forensic doctor who was used to life and death would not be too comfortable.

Mu Sen was extremely calm at this time, as if he had accepted the facts like this from the moment he received the call from Mo Ziqian. It can also be said that when he and Cao Jian saw Wang Honggang hanging on the ceiling fan and put him down from the hanger, he did not have much hope. So now, he can calmly accept the fact that he failed to save people.

"Mechanical purple spots, what's going on?" Musen pointed at his neck a few times and asked.

Mo Ziqian replied: "The purple spot is located at the place where the neck of the hanger is hanged. Although he has not been suspended for too long, the place he has been strangled is still very obvious. Once he was covered by the strangle marks of the hanger, I almost ignored the small kiss mark. But at that time, when Wang Honggang was rescued, I couldn't ask the doctor to check whether he had sexual or behavior at that time, but I think it's basically conclusive that Wang Honggang's position in the murderer's heart is different..."

Cao Jian, who had been standing aside, finally said angrily when he heard this: "No matter how different the status is, I still can't help but die!! Doctor Mo, do you know that the hanged ghost actually targeted the victim's son again!"

"Oh?" Mo Ziqian looked at Musen, and Musen nodded.

Mo Ziqian thought about it and replied: "This is normal. I know that I am not far from being arrested. Now she just wants to seize every time to kill people."

Cao Jian looked at Mo Ziqian in surprise, then looked at Mu Sen, amazed that the reasoning results of these two people were the same.

Mo Ziqian said with some confusion: "This is crazy at the end... it's unusual! Mu Sen, what do you think Dong Hua's motive for murder?" When Mo Ziqian asked this, he had already guessed in his heart.

Sure enough, Musen raised his eyes and slowly said two words: "Revenge."

Mo Ziqian nodded because what Musen said was exactly what he was thinking.

Only Cao Jian asked inexplicably: "Revenge?? Those who are over fifties and those who are over twenty years old have grudges with her? You also said that this woman may not be the first offense! So many men have grudges with her?" Obviously, Cao Jian could not accept this statement. Because after all, the deceased were too irrelevant. The thirty, forty, and fifty bullied her. Could it be that the 20-year-old bullied her?

Musen patted Cao Jian, signaled him to calm down, and then said to him very seriously: "Leave these things to us. And you must find Wang Honggang's son immediately. Once you find him, everything will be fine."

Cao Jian suppressed his unfairness, nodded and turned away.

Through the thick glass window, Musen looked at the middle-aged man inside who was using a ventilator to maintain his heartbeat and breathing, and was in a heavy mood.

Mo Ziqian walked behind Musen and whispered: "What exactly connects these originally irrelevant people is probably the only one who knows best. But I think the reason may be related to sexual/suffocation."

"Well, I think so too. Her revenge is too stubborn. Seeing that she has not had much time, she still has to kill people in this way, which is a bit unusual. If Dong Hua just wants to kill people, then at the end of the road, as long as she can kill them, it doesn't matter how she dies. So, her focus is not to kill people, but to suffocate."

As he said that, Mu Sen seemed to have thought of some point and quickly said to Mo Ziqian: "Let's go back to the police force and help Cao Jian check it out carefully. Are there any sexual/assault cases that have not been fairly handled in recent years."

Mo Ziqian nodded and responded, and the two hurriedly left the hospital. On the way, they received a call from Cao Jian, saying that Wang Honggang's son had been found. When he found him, he was about to go on a date. Now, Cao Jian is taking someone to "go to the appointment" with him. The date partner is Dong Hua.

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