National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 522 - 522 480 Identity Address

522: Chapter 480 Identity Address 522: Chapter 480 Identity Address Breakfast.

After accompanying the red-boiled eggs with two pancakes, Jiang Yuan cleaned his hands, changed his clothes in the changing room, and entered the autopsy room where incense had been lit.

He bowed to Lord Guan and then began his day’s work.

Life on business trips with Master Wu Jun was just like that—mundane, dull, yet wonderful.

Speaking of which, the sense of ceremony demanded by Master Wu Jun could be somewhat troublesome, but on the other hand, the autopsy room with the master present felt warmer.

The red-boiled eggs were cooked just right, each one with a soft center.

The handmade pancakes were both thin and glossy; when used to wrap Baukjian, a hint of red could be seen through them, not to mention the tasty pickles made by the master himself.

With his belly full and his thirst quenched, Jiang Yuan felt warm and comfortable in his stomach even when touching the bones.

The main task for the day was bone feeling.

The work of forensic anthropology, it’s said, is more about thought than action.

There are only so many human bones, and normally they should look similar.

So, at the end of the day, the work of forensic anthropology is to explain why they’re different.

Such explanations sometimes have standard answers, but most of the time they do not.

The understanding humans have of themselves is far less than they think they know.

Therefore, scholars of forensic anthropology, standing in front of the autopsy table, often ponder: how did this happen!

Even with his Level 3 forensic anthropology skills, Jiang Yuan still hadn’t made much progress.

Some people’s bones are just normally grown, with nothing special about them, making it difficult to confirm their identities using forensic anthropology skills.

It was because the fourth body had once broken an arm, had a Kirschner pin inserted, and had medical records left behind, while the first three bodies could only yield some general conclusions.

It can only be said that while alive, it’s best for one’s body to blend in with the world, but after death, if you want to stand out to a forensic doctor, it’s best to be somewhat unique.

Of course, Jiang Yuan could perform cranial reconstruction to find the identities of these three bodies, which he had already begun, but this work was time-consuming and would see no results for at least half a month.

When Wu Jun and Wang Zhong entered the room, they saw Jiang Yuan embracing a skull and laboriously operating the computer.

“You, in that pose, would hardly be seen as the good guy in a movie,” Wu Jun said with a laugh as he bowed to Lord Guan and added three sticks of incense.

“Master is back?

Did you go to help with trace evidence?” Jiang Yuan greeted him.

“Li Xiang was digging up soil, so I just went to take a look.

The local villagers were very enthusiastic, absolutely insisting I stay for lunch.

I didn’t agree though; I said we could talk about it when we relocate the graves…” Wu Jun was quite happy.

With his mere Level 1 proficiency in forensic skills, he wasn’t clueless in forensic anthropology, but practical application was a waste of time.

Meanwhile, Li Xiang and the villagers seemed to like Wu Jun quite a bit.

He hadn’t felt the sensation of being needed for some time.

Jiang Yuandao asked, “So, nothing was discovered on Li Xiang’s side?”

“Mm, he’s planning to expand the search area a bit, but I don’t really understand the specifics.”

“Alright, if all else fails, we’ll just have to wait for me to do the skulls.” Jiang Yuan was more inclined to work on skulls rather than using forensic anthropology to determine the source of the bodies, mainly because skull work was more cost-effective.

No matter how sharp Huang Qiangmin’s teeth were, the expenses of a forensic anthropology investigation combined with a search were substantial within just a few days, and moreover, they were not as reliable as Jiang Yuan’s skull restoration skill.

Wu Jun also supported Jiang Yuan in doing skulls, even though he himself was a forensic doctor, he felt forensic anthropology was too esoteric.

It always seemed not quite scientific enough.

As they were talking, Wang Lan also arrived at the autopsy room.

As a forensic doctor from Qinghe City coming to support, she still had some basic knowledge of forensic anthropology; however, her competitiveness was rather lacking.

Several forensic doctors arrived one after another, all working methodically and routinely.

Now with Jiang Yuan as the backbone, the others didn’t need to ponder and feel bones on their own; they simply did their slice work, examinations, records, and then hoped that luck would fall their way.

Bai Jian clutched his phone, also watching the time, and rushed into the autopsy room.

Wu Jun looked at him somewhat speechlessly and reminded, “Bai Da, are you planning to move your office into the autopsy room?”

“I was originally planning to go to the precinct, but I received a call on the way.

The identity of the fourth body has been confirmed,” Bai Jian’s voice was tight, indicating that his mood was not particularly good.

Wu Jun was a bit puzzled and prompted, “That’s good news, isn’t it?

Is there a problem with the identity?”

Jiang Yuan and the others also gathered around.

Bai Jian shook his head slightly and said, “Number four is named Wang Xingzhai, a resident of Changyang City.

Based on his phone and other information, his long-term residence is also in Changyang City.”

Wu Jun instantly understood Bai Jian; if not for his professionalism, he nearly would have laughed out loud.

A Changyang City resident ends up dead and secretly buried in Shiting County; from the perspective of the captain of the criminal police, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that Bai Jian was wronged to death.

This was essentially a murder case from Changyang City transferred to Shiting County.

If Bai Jian could be happy about this, that would be truly bizarre.

“These guys gave us quite the delivery distance, aren’t they afraid of being caught by the police on the road?” Wang Zhong couldn’t help but comment.

Bai Jian shook his head.

From the perspective of criminal psychology, since the murderer chose to bury the body, it meant that he was still fearful, and what he feared was the subsequent punishment.

In light of this, transporting the body over a hundred kilometers seemed rather unusual.

As Wang Zhong said, there are police checkpoints on highways, and it doesn’t take more than a routine inspection to completely doom the murderer.

Why take such a big risk to bury a dead body?

Even if they wanted to bury the body in ancient tombs, were there no ancient tombs in Changyang City?

The thought made Bai Jian so angry he felt like he was going to explode.

However, from another angle, though the method used by the criminals was peculiar, its effect was quite outstanding.

The local police had no idea of this person’s existence; without a body, there was no case file.

The budget of a county-level police bureau was often stretched thin, so they typically focused on major cases and neglected minor ones.

“Here’s Wang Xingzhai’s information.” Bai Jian handed a file to Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan removed his protective gear, took out the information, and began to flip through it, asking, “What do you plan to do next?

Hand over the case to Changyang City, or will you continue to investigate?”

“Changyang City won’t take it,” Bai Jian said.

“At least they should send more people to support you,” said Wu Jun sympathetically.

Bai Jian nodded, “They said they’ll send a team over.”

Changyang City’s ability to solve cases was certainly much stronger than a county’s, but even they had no confidence in accepting a case with four dead bodies.

If there was hope of solving it, that would be one thing, but if not, it really meant looking for trouble.

“The bodies match up,” Jiang Yuan put down the information he was holding, and while thinking aloud, continued, “In that case, the remaining three bodies and the tomb robber could also possibly be residents of Changyang City?”