National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 341 - 341 308 Summary

341: Chapter 308 Summary 341: Chapter 308 Summary The autopsy lasted until after four in the morning, and taking advantage of the peak yin energy, everyone stitched up the body, pushed it into the refrigerated coffin, and then each took showers and changed clothes.

By the time they finished the whole process and left the funeral home, it coincided with the first wave of people coming to mourn.

Citizens walked uphill to enter the hall, while Jiang Yuan and others walked downhill to leave, and, if it weren’t for the police car following them, they might have scared dozens into posting about it on their social circles.

Jiang Yuan went back to his little house, slept through the day, and wasn’t woken up until the afternoon by a phone call.

“Jiang Yuan, I’ve sent someone to pick you up, let’s have dinner together,” Yu Wenshu invited Jiang Yuan with a cheerful tone.

Jiang Yuan looked at the time and realized it was already five o’clock, so he asked, “Is it because the suspect has been caught?

Has he confessed?”

“Hahaha, your questions are exactly the same as those the chief asked me,” Yu Wenshu laughed before continuing, “We’ve caught him, I’ll tell you all about it over dinner.”

With that, Jiang Yuan had no choice but to go.

He gave his consent, took a quick one-minute shower, changed into clothes without a logo, and went downstairs.

The car Yu Wenshu sent had already arrived.

The restaurant for the dinner meeting was also unbranded.

However, there weren’t many people there.

Yu Wenshu sat at the head of the table, Wan Baoming sat next to him, and Ma Jiyang was sitting close by as well.

If it weren’t for the round table, this setup would have given Jiang Yuan the impression of a case analysis meeting.

In fact, it was pretty much that.

When Yu Wenshu saw Jiang Yuan, he waved him over and excitedly said, “Old Ma, start from the beginning, tell Jiang Yuan about the arduous and remarkable spirit and efforts of our detachment officers…”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan understood that the suspect hadn’t been nabbed at the beginning and was probably caught later, though someone might have been injured in the process.

Ma Jiyang indeed began in a grave tone:

“The suspect’s name is Xie Hong Sheng, who had done quite thorough preparation.

He’s an engineer at a local construction company who the deceased met during her time as a COSER, in his early thirties, with hobbies including photography, fitness, and anime.

He had some savings and didn’t hold back from spending on women.”

“After meeting Liu Meiyuan, Xie Hong Sheng dated her for over a year.

They broke up and reconciled several times.

In recent months, when Liu Meiyuan suggested they formalize their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend, Xie Hong Sheng wasn’t willing, leading to a deterioration in their relationship.”

“Liu Meiyuan took out old videos and photos of them both, simultaneously demanding Xie Hong Sheng take responsibility while threatening mutual destruction.

Xie Hong Sheng’s company was doing well, a state-owned enterprise with set positions, and he, being a local with many family members and classmates, didn’t want their relationship exposed and thus was somewhat at Liu Meiyuan’s mercy.”

“After multiple unsuccessful communications, Liu Meiyuan gave Xie Hong Sheng an ultimatum, so in the end, Xie Hong Sheng resorted to drastic measures.”

Perhaps because the preliminary part had already been covered, Ma Jiyang breezed through the explanation.

Having finished this part, Ma Jiyang then touched his head and said, “This Xie Hong Sheng was on steroids for fitness, and he had a volatile temper and knew some martial arts.

When we went to get him, he ran wild.

It’s also my fault for not controlling the scene properly; several of us were thrown around pretty badly during the arrest.”

“Nothing serious I hope,” Jiang Yuan expressed his concern.

“One injured his ligament, the rest were just superficial injuries,” Ma Jiyang said with resignation, “These kind of intellectual criminals usually don’t resist much when being arrested.

But this guy was different, he ran and leaped all over; however, once we caught him, he was quite compliant and confessed pretty quickly.”

At this point, Ma Jiyang glanced at Jiang Yuan and continued, “According to the suspect’s confession, his exact time of murder was around 10:15 pm.

Jiang Yuan, your estimation of the time of death was spot on.”

Jiang Yuan smiled faintly.

With Level 6’s death time verification and other related skills, being accurate about the current case was only to be expected.

Of course, Jiang Yuan still had to modestly add, “The killer mainly just interfered with the body’s temperature.

Of course, we now primarily determine our conclusions on current cases based on body temperature, and it just so happened that he guessed that correctly.”

“A fan of detective novels,” Ma Jiyang said.

Wan Baoming chuckled, “This guy has quite a few hobbies, huh.”

“A man in his thirties, not married, without a steady girlfriend—naturally, he can develop all sorts of hobbies,” Ma Jiyang said, slightly enviously, “Of course, he also has money and leisure.”

“Engineers can’t be busy?”

“The kind with backing.

His entire family works in state-owned enterprises.”

“So whether his engineering skills are any good we don’t know, but he did learn a thing or two about killing,” Wan Baoming shook his head and started pouring drinks for everyone.

Ma Jiyang nodded and said, “His technical skills are mediocre at best.

But, he does have quite a few ideas.

From what we’ve seen in our search, his murder plan had been in the works for more than a day or two, and he had more than one method in mind.

We found a large pot in his house, the kind you see in the countryside, as well as camping gear.”

“He has a camping hobby too?” Wan Baoming asked.

“He hadn’t developed that yet.

His original plan was to take Liu Meiyuan camping, and then boil her in the pot before burying the remains,” Ma Jiyang said, apologizing, “Sorry, it’s a bit gruesome.”

“It’s fine, we’re not squeamish.

Come on, let’s have a drink.” Yu Wenshu raised his glass to toast with everyone and then added, “Keep going, so his murder plan hasn’t been carried out?”

“Yeah, the kid had some regrets, so he asked me if this method would catch him, asking about its feasibility.”

“To fully cook a person, you’d need a significant amount of fuel, and if the place is too remote, it could draw unwanted attention and accidents could happen.

If it’s not remote enough, it’s easy for people to discover,” Wan Baoming asserted with experience, adding, “I’ve actually encountered a similar case before, and in the end, it’s useless; once the body is found, the killer is usually found too.”

This was a shared concern for all who needed to dispose of or bury a body.

Since murder usually involves significant interests and emotional entanglements, premeditated killings often expose cracks in interpersonal relationships—a domain where traditional detectives excel.

For murders involving victims with whom the killer had no or barely any relationship, the need to dispose of or bury the body diminished.

This was the reason for the rarity of such cases in robbery-murders.

Beyond that, humans, as descendants of the terrifying upright ape, actually have characteristics of a large build and hard bones.

Especially modern humans, with females usually having more body mass than sheep and dogs, and males on par with pigs.

The hardness of fresh long bones surpasses that of ordinary firewood.

The difficulty of dealing with such a body and leaving no trace is easily imaginable.

“The victim’s husband has issues too,” Wan Baoming went on without pause, “Who runs out for help when his wife has hung herself?

He could have taken her down.

If it was a real hanging, there’s a chance she could be saved if taken down immediately.”

Ma Jiyang clinked glasses with Wan Baoming and took a sip, “A husband who knows his wife is unfaithful would rather kill her himself than save her.”

Wan Baoming was surprised, “Really?”

“Yeah, he knew, just didn’t confront her about it.”

“There are men like that?”

“Some men do that,” Ma Jiyang silently poured himself a drink, downed it in one gulp, and laughed with a burning sensation.

At that moment, Yu Wenshu said, “We can’t manage other people’s family affairs, but murder is unacceptable.

Alright, the case is solved, and for us, that’s the greatest victory.

Here, I propose a toast; let’s drink to that.”

After several drinks, everyone was a bit tipsy when Yu Wenshu turned to Jiang Yuan with a smile, “Speaking of victory, the year’s end is upon us too, and as per the tradition of our brigade, we’ll have a commendation ceremony for meritorious service.

This time, Jiang Yuan, you’re the star.”