National Forensic Doctor Chapter 1028 - 1028 961 The Second Scene

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The officers, dressed in brand-new uniforms, walked past the entrance of Jiangcun Residential Area, attracting the glances of passersby, so of whom took out their cell phones to take pictures.

Wu Junhao puffed his chest and lifted his head, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

His first squadron had yet to be reford into a riot-control patrol team, but he had been planning on foot patrols for many years.

Now with the opportunity at hand, Wu Junhao couldn’t wait to implent them.

Foot patrols have a significant deterrent effect on common criminal offenses and can greatly improve public security.

This is sothing the Hong Kong Police Departnt already has considerable experience with.

The Japan Police Departnt also has its share of expertise.

Countries like the US and UK, due to different lifestyles, tend to use police car patrols more frequently.

The downsides of foot patrols, firstly, is that they are exhausting, which leads to the exploitation of young officers by having the newly employed handle the patrols.

Those who are unwilling are either dismissed or denied promotions, prompting them to leave on their own—thereby keeping sunk costs as low as possible.

Secondly, they involve significant financial expenditure.

Foot patrols are purely an expense and can pose certain dangers to officers, aning relatively higher salaries are necessary.

Policing doesn’t produce direct financial value—improved public security doesn’t necessarily reduce the cost of handling criminal cases.

In short, having officers patrol within a city is very useful and aningful.

If one asks why Ningtai County or other dostic cities didn’t implent this strategy before, it boils down to one reason: a lack of personnel and funds.

In a few more years, as so cities pull themselves out of fiscal mires, foot patrols will surely be put into place, just like in Ningtai County.

In fact, for a police departnt that truly wishes to advance through their work, studying from the Hong Kong police has always been a shortcut.

Wu Junhao’s stride was brisk and buoyant, feeling like he was being paid to workout.

In reality, he didn’t really enjoy the tediousness of criminal cases, especially in recent years with the increasing demands of case handling, copious paperwork, constant supplentary investigations, and everything ultimately needing to be docunted—this made Wu Junhao feel quite disgruntled.

Of course, disgruntlent aside, the majority of work is unpleasant anyway, and speaking of which, Wu Junhao is still ambitious, otherwise why would he put in so much effort training his team?

What he hadn’t expected was that his opportunity would co so suddenly and blissfully.

Today Wu Junhao walked with pride, as he had beco a substantive deputy departnt head!

Jiang Yuan had stayed at ho for two more days, made so minor repairs, and then Wang Chuanxing and Tang Jia brought over the cases they had recently screened.

Now, with invitations coming from all over the country for Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yuan’s Cold Case Squad, it’s a waste of ti for Jiang Yuan to review all these cases alone.

Especially for so major cases, involving various aspects, they require very ticulous examination.

Wang Chuanxing and Tang Jia were responsible for the initial screening.

Jiang Yuan specifically chose lunchti to bring a big basket of at to the criminal police canteen.

The Jiang Family’s at supply was indeed endless, and the pasti of residents in Jiang Fuzhen was barbecuing and stewing at; he hoped that the family stove would keep simring constantly.

Now that the Jiang Village People’s living conditions had improved, no family lacked at, so Jiang Fuzhen often had to spend a significant amount of money on banquets or send out cooked at as gifts to go through the supply.

As for opening a store, Jiang Fuzhen never considered it, as he was neither willing to go through the trouble of decorating a storefront nor wanted to worry about the possibility of storefront demolition.

Such an incident was not unheard of.

The officers of the detective squad were naturally not fussy.

Seeing the trembling at brought in by Jiang Yuan, they too felt a flutter of excitent, busily seasoning and preparing sauces, totally engrossed in the activity.

Jiang Yuan also cut a large piece for himself, got a bowl of plain noodles, carelessly chopped the at into the soup, added a spoonful of beef broth he brought, and felt as if he was back at ho.

“Let’s talk about it.” Jiang Yuan took a couple of sips of his soup, chewed on so at and noodles comfortably, then looked up contentedly.

“The first case we’ve selected is a dismbernt case,” Wang Chuanxing said, observing Jiang Yuan’s expression before continuing: “The case occurred 20 days ago when the Changyang City Bureau discovered so body parts in the grass at the Tai River Shishan Road Section.

It is suspected to be the secondary cri scene.”

“Oh, it has been moved?” Jiang Yuan indeed showed so interest, took a bite of his at, and said, “Tell more.”

“Yes.” Encouraged by Jiang Yuan’s interest in the first case, Wang Chuanxing eagerly said, “The total weight of the body parts was about 40 kilograms; they were found two days ago.

There had been heavy rain locally, and the Tai River was at high tide, so initially, it was suspected that so parts of the body had been washed away by the river, but the search turned up nothing.”

By this ti, Tang Jia had already pulled up the internal pages related to the case on the PAD, showing them to Jiang Yuan, and said, “No head was found among the body parts, nor any key information like fingerprints.

The Changyang City Bureau perford DNA extraction, but there were no matches.”

“So, the source of the body hasn’t been pinpointed?” Jiang Yuan nodded unsurprised; if it had been, they probably wouldn’t have sought him out.

“Correct.

The state of decay of the body parts was quite advanced, and they were found in the underbrush with virtually no clothing due to the heavy rain…” Tang Jia was speaking when he frowned, “This case must be very difficult, right?

Should we take it on?”

“We have to believe in the intelligence of the criminal suspect.

A suspect who dumps a body in the riverside bushes wouldn’t be too professional,” Jiang Yuan comnted from a distance, then laughed and said, “Help flip through the photos.”

While speaking, Jiang Yuan bent down to take a large bite of noodles, then looked up as Tang Jia flipped through the cri scene photos for him.

The scene could be described as a total ss.

Of course, most cri scenes are like this—manhandling over a hundred pounds of one’s own kind single-handedly doesn’t lend itself to elegance, but to disarray.

What was distinctive at the scene were body parts the size of a head or two, indicating that the murderer had ample physical strength and had made very ticulous cuts.

Connecting briefly with a previous case, it seed very unlikely that there were two perpetrators involved in this case.

If there were two, they wouldn’t need to cut the body into such small pieces, as it would be relatively easy for two people to move a body.

Conversely, slicing the body into such tiny, greasy, and sticky fragnts leaves no place to get a hold of them.

Even with body parts as big as two heads, you would actually need both hands to carry them.

Just imagine buying such a large piece of at at the market; even putting it in a bag would make the hands ache.

Jiang Yuan ate his noodles while looking at the photos, and after a few more bites, he finished them.

Then, continuing to eat his at, he asked, “Any murder weapon or packaging materials?”

“No murder weapon.

So cloth strips and fiber bags stained with blood were found at the scene and are preliminarily identified as packaging materials,” Wang Chuanxing, also holding a PAD, imdiately flipped to the relevant photos to show Jiang Yuan.

The first photo was a long shot of where the body parts were found.

You could see five green and blue fiber bags half subrged in the mud and water.

Wang Chuanxing said, “The high tide had washed away so body parts, but the dispersed fiber bags filled with mud and sand had settled around the edges.”

“The previous team checked it, right?

What did they say?”

“They are fairly common woven bags with large market circulation, no conclusions as of yet.”

“Do microtrace analysis on the bags, collect more samples.

The sa goes for the body parts—DNA test each one, ensuring they all belong to the sa person,” Jiang Yuan slurped his soup.

The experience from cases in Chang Le City Bureau taught him to employ as much high-tech as possible.

He’s no longer the Little Karami he was when he first ca to Ningtai County; neither can Huang Qiangmin’s asking price be covered by a used car anymore.

Therefore, the police departnts in charge of the cases he faces now don’t really care about the cost of testing anymore, even if it’s a few hundred bucks each ti.

Of course, on the surface, they still care, but in their hearts, everyone has co to accept this sort of extravagant spending.

Compared to solving a case, compared to cases led by Jiang Yuan, such testing expenses really aren’t much.

It’s like a patient who, with great difficulty, gets referred by a powerful local figure to a certain expert dical team for treatnt in the hospital.

While he may hope for lower treatnt costs internally, he would never raise objections to, nor should he object to the dical team’s proposed examinations.

Consciously, Jiang Yuan would prioritize these tests.

Microtrace evidence takes ti already, so there’s no need to wait until his arrival to get it done.

As for this particular case—with body parts the size of waterlons scattered around and without a DNA match—it leaves very few available leads.

Microtrace evidence is almost a necessity.

Without surprise, Wang Chuanxing agreed, noting it down as he spoke, “I’ll communicate with them to collect more points for microtrace evidence.

But doing so, the woven bags will probably be cut to pieces.”

“Take more photos of any areas with logos, and if they have to be cut open, so be it,” Jiang Yuan simply nodded.

Evidence undergoes wear and tear; examining it, to so extent, also causes its deterioration, but this is a two-sided affair.

Wishing for both preservation and examination is impossible, and even Jiang Yuan can only accept this.