National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 393 - 393 360 Blood Case

393: Chapter 360 Blood Case 393: Chapter 360 Blood Case “Captain Jiang’s reputation has even reached us here in Chiyong recently.”

Yuan Ben was assisting Wang Chuanxing with the paperwork, and with his help, whether it was going through the procedures at the case center or various detention processes, everything became much more convenient.

Wang Chuanxing then actively engaged in the conversation, boastfully adding, “When Captain Jiang takes on a case, he is truly incredible.

Take this fake currency case, for example—he practically just looked at the counterfeit bills and directly named the printer model.

Now, I don’t even ask why anymore.”

“Is it true that he solved several backlogged cases all at once?” Yuan Ben asked.

“Definitely.

He was originally with the Ningtai County Criminal Police, and now in Ningtai, they’ve cleared homicides back to before the year 2000.

There are hardly any of the big eight cases left, mostly just pursuit of fugitives…” As Wang Chuanxing spoke, he felt it wasn’t enough to just say this, adding, “I was originally from the Changyang City Criminal Police Detachment.

It was Captain Jiang who came to Changyang to clear the backlogged cases, and I ended up becoming one of Captain Jiang’s people.”

“Oh, right.

You’re from the Changyang City Criminal Police Detachment, and Jiang Yuan is from the Ningtai County Criminal Police Detachment.

Now you all listen to Jiang Yuan?” Yuan Ben readjusted his train of thought.

Wang Chuanxing made a confirming sound, “Mhm, exactly.”

Yuan Ben drew in a sharp breath.

The change in this organizational relationship suggested more significance than solving three or five cases.

In current cases, especially important ones, it’s often the chief who leads, with a bunch of juniors cracking the case.

In the end, to identify the key role played by a certain person in the official report is very difficult to see; moreover, different provinces and cities have their own customs and ways of doing things, which can’t all be generalized.

Yet, this organizational relationship, this hierarchy of management, is universally applicable nationwide.

Without reaching a certain level of standard, or having a significant impact, how could a detective from the provincial capital willingly take on miscellaneous tasks for a county-level police officer?

Thinking this way, Yuan Ben lost all desire to verify his thoughts, speaking directly, “Speaking of which, it’s a bit embarrassing for me to ask, but we’ve just encountered a case on our side.

Could we ask Captain Jiang to have a look and give us some guidance?”

He didn’t feel comfortable asking Jiang Yuan to come over, as he certainly didn’t have that sort of clout.

On the other hand, Yuan Ben wasn’t placing an exclusive SOS call; in the past half a month, the help he sought from many fronts hadn’t had any effect anyway.

Wang Chuanxing was too embarrassed to refuse, and after some thought, said, “I can pass on the message for you.

However, Captain Jiang doesn’t usually work on cases out of the province, but having a look at the evidence could be possible…”

“That would be great, just having a look at the evidence would help.”

Wang Chuanxing, noticing the tone of Yuan Ben’s voice, quickly inquired, “What kind of case is it?”

“A family annihilation,” Yuan Ben said softly.

Wang Chuanxing was startled and his scalp tingled, “I haven’t heard about it…”

“A baby survived, laying in his parents’ pool of blood for seven or eight hours.

Sigh…” Yuan Ben let out a sigh, “Strictly speaking, it doesn’t count as a complete annihilation, but all four adults in the family are dead, and if there’s no progress in the next few days, you’ll probably hear about it.”

In other words, the news was still under control.

Wang Chuanxing was surprised, but he nodded slowly, acknowledging he understood.

Yuan Ben glanced at Wang Chuanxing and realized that this young man didn’t really understand.

If it had been a more seasoned detective, faced with such a case, just listening to the time frame and seeing Yuan Ben’s level of anxiousness would have been enough to guess that the case might be put on a deadline soon.

From the public’s point of view, being put on a deadline to solve a case may sound exhilarating and bold, but for detectives, it’s a very life-threatening term.

For one thing, sleeping is out of the question.

Furthermore, once a case is put on a deadline, the leader in charge of criminal investigation might even come to the scene in person.

He might not say much; he might just sit in the office, then provide people, funds, and equipment.

At this point, the scariest thing is not being unable to solve the case, but having manpower and funding that can’t be utilized.

Yuan Ben was currently without a clue, reflecting on similar situations he had encountered before; it was enough to make him shiver.

Having leadership watch over a case being solved can really break one’s defense down.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Yuan Ben collated the information related to the case and handed a copy to Wang Chuanxing, saying, “Please ask Jiang Yuan to help us take a look.”

This was like giving fingerprints to a fingerprint expert, or trace evidence to a trace evidence specialist—it wasn’t about being overly familiar, but about taking advantage of a chance interaction, hoping to gain whatever information possible.

Wang Chuanxing had already agreed, so without further ado, he made a phone call, then scanned what needed scanning and took photos of what needed photographing…

Ningtai County.

Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui were also looking for a case.

The team of more than twenty people, consisting purely of detectives, in a normal police division, would reasonably solve over a hundred cases a year to be considered efficient.

Of course, if any of them were homicide cases, one could even count as fifty others.

However, Jiang Yuan was solving cases somewhat too quickly, and the minor cases weren’t really suitable for his team.

Wang Chuanxing’s phone call came at just the right time.

Hearing that it was a family annihilation case, Liu Jinghui was immediately intrigued.

After ending the call, he said, “There aren’t many criminals who dare to commit such serious crimes nowadays, and it’s a recent case in Chiyong?

Worth taking a look.”

“Cross-province criminal investigation?” Now that Jiang Yuan had been leading the team for a while, he was no rookie.

Criminal cases are purely cost-incurred cases, and the expenses of cross-province cases are significant.

This was not simply a matter of willingness, but an issue of financial imbalance.

Liu Jinghui said, “It’s been over half a month since the crime occurred, and they haven’t solved it yet; they must be getting desperate.

If we can solve the case for them, getting reimbursed for the expenses shouldn’t be a problem.

Huang can surely negotiate that.”

“What if we can’t solve it?

They must consider that,” said Jiang Yuan.

He was quite confident in his ability to solve cases, but he also knew that he could not expect the police from another city miles away to hold the same level of trust in him.

Liu Jinghui smiled, pointed at the dossier that had just been faxed over, and said, “If we can find some useful leads, we should be able to prove something, right?

Of course, if we don’t find anything, we’ll think of another way.”

“Okay.” This was exactly what the Chiyong City Criminal Police Detachment had been hoping for, and Jiang Yuan quickly understood.

Anyway, the plan was to first examine the case and decide on the specific actions based on the case itself.

There was only one copy of the faxed dossier, which Liu Jinghui placed between himself and Jiang Yuan.

Shoulder to shoulder, they began to read together.

However, the two of them had different focuses, and soon each was absorbed in a stack of inner pages, reading independently.

The first thing Jiang Yuan looked at was the crime scene photos.

The crime scene was a nicely renovated rural villa with its own yard.

The main gate was two meters tall, solid and thick, with bolts and a lock.

The four-story villa’s main body had another standard security door.

Starting from the living room upon entering, bloodstains appeared.

First, there were scattered pieces of blood-stained white clothing on the ground.

Then came a trail of blood footprints, which grew darker as they extended to the first floor’s elderly room.

In that room, the male owner of the villa, Ma Zhongli, was lying face down on the bed, his back clothing torn apart, with fabric stuffed in his mouth.

Also, Ma Zhongli’s hands were bound behind his back.

He looked distorted in agony.

There was a clear fracture on the back of his head, likely struck by an object like a hammer.

Jiang Yuan shifted his gaze slightly and observed the bloodstains throughout the room.

In such a setting, Bloodstain Analysis was a major tool.

In his mind, Jiang Yuan had already reconstructed the scenario: Ma Zhongli going to answer the door, then struggling with the assailant in the center of the room, before being taken into another room, restrained, and finally killed.

Just from this, it seemed clear that the culprit shouldn’t have acted alone.

There must have been at least two people, possibly even three, otherwise, it was impossible to completely overpower the head of the household, Ma Zhongli.

On the second floor, blood was concentrated in one room.

The 10-year-old son of the owner lay dead by the bed, his head covered in filth and blood, collapsed on the floor.

The owner’s mother, around 70 years old, was lying in a pool of blood, shielding an infant with half of her body.

Of course, the child was no longer visible in the photos, which could only be annotated by the photography technician with a pen.

Finally, the female owner of the house was found in the main bedroom on the top floor, lying on the bed, hacked to death, with the mattress soaked in blood.

“They went straight for the kill; this seems like an inside job,” Liu Jinghui remarked after reaching roughly the same point in his reading.

“Do you think it was a crime for money or for personal reasons?” Jiang Yuan asked a critical question.

After contemplating, Liu Jinghui replied, “Maybe they were after the money, but they feared being recognized, or maybe they had already been recognized, so they had to kill.”

“The victim’s family and social network have been thoroughly investigated with no results,” said Jiang Yuan as he handed over a piece of paper to Liu Jinghui, which was full of police judgment.

“What do you think?” Liu Jinghui was somewhat concerned.

It was challenging to show off his logical tactics, but if Jiang Yuan’s technical approach could make a breakthrough, it would be more convincing.

Liu Jinghui hoped Jiang Yuan could at least provide some fresh perspective.

After pondering for a few seconds, Jiang Yuan said:

“I think the time of the victims’ deaths…

should be around 6:30 p.m., I wonder if that counts as dinner time locally.”

“The murder weapon was a hammer.

The victim was killed by a direct blow to the back of the head.”

“The male owner must have fought back, judging from the defensive wounds on his hands.

It’s possible one of the culprits might have been injured, though the injury might have healed by now.”