National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 1028 - 961: The Second Scene

Chapter 1028: Chapter 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, some 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 reformed 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 implement them.

Foot patrols have a significant deterrent effect on common criminal offenses and can greatly improve public security. This is something the Hong Kong Police Department already has considerable experience with. The Japan Police Department 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, meaning 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 meaningful.

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

In a few more years, as some 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 department 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 supplementary investigations, and everything ultimately needing to be documented—this made Wu Junhao feel quite disgruntled.

Of course, disgruntlement 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 come so suddenly and blissfully.

Today Wu Junhao walked with pride, as he had become a substantive deputy department head!

Jiang Yuan had stayed at home for two more days, made some 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 time for Jiang Yuan to review all these cases alone. Especially for some major cases, involving various aspects, they require very meticulous examination.

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

Jiang Yuan specifically chose lunchtime to bring a big basket of meat to the criminal police canteen.

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

Now that the Jiang Village People’s living conditions had improved, no family lacked meat, so Jiang Fuzhen often had to spend a significant amount of money on banquets or send out cooked meat 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 meat brought in by Jiang Yuan, they too felt a flutter of excitement, 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 meat into the soup, added a spoonful of beef broth he brought, and felt as if he was back at home.

"Let’s talk about it." Jiang Yuan took a couple of sips of his soup, chewed on some meat and noodles comfortably, then looked up contentedly.

"The first case we’ve selected is a dismemberment case," Wang Chuanxing said, observing Jiang Yuan’s expression before continuing: "The case occurred 20 days ago when the Changyang City Bureau discovered some body parts in the grass at the Tai River Shishan Road Section. It is suspected to be the secondary crime scene."

"Oh, it has been moved?" Jiang Yuan indeed showed some interest, took a bite of his meat, and said, "Tell me 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 some parts of the body had been washed away by the river, but the search turned up nothing."

By this time, 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 performed 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 commented from a distance, then laughed and said, "Help me 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 crime scene photos for him.

The scene could be described as a total mess. Of course, most crime 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 meticulous cuts.

Connecting briefly with a previous case, it seemed 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 fragments 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 meat 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 meat, he asked, "Any murder weapon or packaging materials?"

"No murder weapon. Some 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, immediately 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 submerged in the mud and water.

Wang Chuanxing said, "The high tide had washed away some 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 same goes for the body parts—DNA test each one, ensuring they all belong to the same 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 came to Ningtai County; neither can Huang Qiangmin’s asking price be covered by a used car anymore.

Therefore, the police departments 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 time.

Of course, on the surface, they still care, but in their hearts, everyone has come 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 medical team for treatment in the hospital. While he may hope for lower treatment costs internally, he would never raise objections to, nor should he object to the medical team’s proposed examinations.

Consciously, Jiang Yuan would prioritize these tests. Microtrace evidence takes time 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 watermelons 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 some 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.