National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 153 - 153 148 Understanding and Reasonable (three updates)

153: Chapter 148: Understanding and Reasonable (three updates) 153: Chapter 148: Understanding and Reasonable (three updates) “How did you get into the Yang’s house?” Wu Junhao sat in front of the long table, his face seemingly kind as he asked.

Liu Chang, in his lazy manner, said, “I just pushed the door and entered.

Their front door was open.

I thought that kid was home.”

“When you encountered Yang Gan, the deceased, why did a conflict arise?”

“I was fiddling around and broke a jar in their house…

Yang Gan came up cursing, I couldn’t…

I couldn’t just let him, right?” Liu Chang’s words were not entirely truthful.

Wu Junhao didn’t care, what mattered most to him now was to draw out the main thread of the story.

Once the first round of statements was completed, he could ask in more detail during the second round.

By then, it wouldn’t be Liu Chang’s turn to be so capricious.

“What exactly did you do when you killed him?” Wu Junhao gradually moved to the key point.

Liu Chang couldn’t help falling into his memories.

This scene had appeared in his mind more than once, sometimes during the day, sometimes at night.

“I could have gone abroad.” Liu Chang suddenly said out of nowhere.

Wu Junhao responded quickly, with a “Hmm,” and said, “So why didn’t you?”

“Because it was self-defense homicide,” Liu Chang’s voice rose slightly, then fell again, “I know, you definitely won’t admit it.”

“You tell me, admitting it or not, that’s up to the prosecutor’s office and the court.

If you don’t say, who will know?” Wu Junhao coaxed Liu Chang as if pacifying a child.

That’s how police officers are, using all sorts of honeyed words before they gain the upper hand.

Only when they’ve got a firm grip on you, when they have evidence, do they suddenly turn into heartbreakers…

Liu Chang shook his head, waited a good while, and then said, “It was his dad who wanted to grab the sickle first, I just got to it before him, but I didn’t expect the sickle to be that long…”

Wu Junhao instantly felt relieved.

This motion aligned perfectly with the conclusions from the autopsy.

Liu Chang, being a city kid, wouldn’t know how to use a sickle, and failing to gauge its length was normal.

The fact that Liu Chang could describe this action clearly basically proved that he was indeed involved in the homicide.

Otherwise, such detailed actions in a killing would not be so easily verbalized.

“You cut the other party’s throat, and then what?” Wu Junhao continued to inquire.

Liu Chang’s mouth curled into a smile for a moment, then quickly faded: “I was young then, I didn’t have any first aid knowledge, I just thought of running back home…”

“You took a shower,” Wu Junhao corrected Liu Chang, “And you wiped off the fingerprints on the murder weapon.”

Liu Chang was startled; this was the first time Wu Junhao had contradicted him.

Liu Chang felt a slight surge of anger.

“I just didn’t know what to do, so I did it subconsciously,” Liu Chang argued.

Wu Junhao said calmly, “You consciously eliminated evidence and quietly left Shanghe Village.”

“I told you, I didn’t know what to do.”

“During that time, did you make any phone calls?” Wu Junhao unexpectedly cornered Liu Chang again.

Liu Chang’s face tensed instantly.

He had indeed called his father, and his subsequent actions were all taught by his father.

Liu Chang now felt an extreme regret, wondering why he hadn’t listened to his father, taken English seriously, and gone abroad to study…

…

The first round of interrogation ended, and Liu Chang completely slumped in his chair.

Jiang Yuan stood up and left, and when it was time for the second round of interrogation, he simply didn’t enter.

From Wu Junhao’s attitude, it was clear that this round of interrogation would definitely not be as gentle as a spring breeze.

The falsehoods spread earlier to coax Liu Chang into talking were presumably about to be retracted.

Liu Chang’s intense reactions were expected, but under the threat of a homicide case, he would eventually have to obediently talk, returning to his initial state, only now with a touch of sadness in the calm.

In overall approach, detectives and the stock market are much the same.

First they treat you with polite civility, even making you feel like you’ve gained some negligible benefits.

Then comes a gentle downturn to test your bottom line, and before you can react, they entrap you with a steep plunge.

At this point, you do want to leave, but both the detectives and the stock market threaten you with the same rhetoric: If you don’t listen to me, there will be no chance of redemption…

So, in an attempt to recover losses, more losses are incurred.

Huang Qiangmin listened to an additional round of interrogation.

By the end of the second round, he went to view Liu’s father’s interrogation records, and then he felt at ease.

Members of the special case team were reconvened in the conference room.

“Our special case team might be the shortest-lived in history,” Huang Qiangmin’s mouth curved above 66.6 degrees.

If it were another topic, it might be a sad one.

But given the circumstances, everyone genuinely smiled.

“It’s better for the task force to be short-lived,” someone murmured.

“It would be great if it were this short-lived every time.”

“Following Doctor Jiang on several cases, they were all wrapped up rather quickly.”

After someone uttered this truth, the gazes of those present involuntarily fell upon Jiang Yuan.

Indeed, cases led by Jiang Yuan were resolved at a breakneck pace.

Recounting Jiang Yuan’s skills, forensic science was his main duty.

Outsiders were unaware of the depths of his expertise.

His proficiency with fingerprints had already been proven to be top-notch in the province; his crime scene investigation abilities were exceptional as well, and he also knew about bloodstains, seemingly outperforming Chen Wenming with footprints…

A group of criminal police began to mull over the same hypothetical; if they were the criminals facing a technician like Jiang Yuan, what would they do?

Naturally, the best plan would be to simply get rid of him.

“Now, let’s discuss two matters.

First, at this stage of the case, a few people continuing the investigation will suffice; we no longer need so many on the special case team…” Huang Qiangmin wound down his speech and quickly assigned new tasks to his troops.

“Second, I’ve reported to Director Guan Xi.” Huang Qiangmin then looked at the detectives, but his eyes settled on Jiang Yuan as he continued, “This murder case backlog has lasted 7 years and is finally about to be cracked.

The lead technician this time is Jiang Yuan, and I suggest we award him.”

Once again, everyone’s gaze simultaneously shifted to Jiang Yuan.

In such a short time with the police department, Jiang Yuan had already received commendation, earned second-class merit, and was now about to receive another award…it was an enviable feat indeed.

To describe Jiang Yuan as the main force in the Shanghe Village case was already Huang Qiangmin’s way of saving face for everyone else.

Frankly speaking, what had this historically brief special case team actually accomplished since its inception?

Jiang Yuan had directly identified the suspects.

Wu Junhao did have some tough tasks, but they were truly limited.

Catching a 25-year-old civil servant couldn’t be that challenging.

As for the suspect’s prompt confessions, that was due to his own reasons, having nothing to do with Wu’s effort or work capacities.

In essence, Jiang Yuan broke the bread, kneaded it finely, chewed it up, and spit it out for Wu Junhao.

Wu Junhao just had to swallow the bread.

In this process, including Huang Qiangmin, everyone else was just spectating, unable to claim any credit.

“That seems appropriate.”

“Doctor Jiang is truly badass.”

“There’s nothing to say against it.”

The crowd nodded in agreement.

The members of the special case team came from various departments and had only been assembled for a day.

No one really expected to take any credit home.

Huang Qiangmin nodded his head, happy that everyone was on the same page.

“Record everyone’s statements,” Huang Qiangmin instructed the stenographer in the corner.

Those who understood the situation couldn’t help but smile, not taking it too seriously.

Huang Qiangmin then gestured with his hand, “Alright, if there’s nothing else, you’re dismissed.”

No sooner had Huang Qiangmin finished speaking than someone knocked on the door.

“Come in,” Huang Qiangmin called out.

The person entering was a young man, who after catching his breath, spoke softly, “The victim’s family has arrived downstairs, asking us to see them.

It’s the family from the Shanghe Village home invasion murder case.”

“That was fast.” Upon hearing this, Huang Qiangmin understood and asked, “Does Director Guan Xi know?”

“Director Guan Xi is currently receiving the victim’s family.”

“Oh.

I see.” Huang Qiangmin immediately felt relieved.

Since Director Guan Xi was involved, it meant that the situation was quite positive.

Otherwise, Guan Xi would definitely have waited for things to settle down before showing up.

“Jiang Yuan, come with me to see them.

Is there anyone from Squad One here?

Come with me,” Huang Qiangmin rapidly summoned his men.

Three police officers from Squad One were present and promptly followed Huang Qiangmin’s lead.

“News travels fast.

It must be the classmates of the suspect we questioned who leaked the information,” Huang Qiangmin analyzed the reason behind the victim’s family’s visit, a smile on his face.

Rarely do you encounter such reasonable and pleasant victims’ families.

Upon entering the lobby, indeed there was an elderly lady, eliciting sympathy, accompanied by her wooden-faced son.

“Huang, come over here.” Director Guan Xi waved amicably, beckoning Huang Qiangmin into the photo area, and said, “The victim’s wife, who single-handedly raised her son despite great difficulties, has heard that the case was solved and brought us two boxes of peaches from afar.”

“Homegrown, not worth much, so eat without concern,” the victim’s wife looked significantly older than her actual age.

In fact, she appeared to be just over fifty.

But if Huang Qiangmin didn’t look at the file, it felt as though he was looking at a seventy-year-old woman.

“Even if they’re homegrown, they are still saleable.

Consider this as us buying them,” Huang Qiangmin replied politely.

The victim’s wife waved her hand in disagreement, “No need for you to pay.

We have plenty of peaches at home.

I even use peaches to trade for manure.”

“Manure?” Huang Qiangmin’s brow furrowed, “What do you mean?”

“I traded peaches for a bucket of manure, just dumped it at the tax office’s doorway,” the victim’s wife said bluntly, “Their director even apologized to me.”

Huang Qiangmin was stunned, “You just dumped manure at the Finance Bureau?”

Director Guan Xi was equally taken aback, “You got an apology from the Finance Bureau’s director?”