National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 605 - 550 - : Commando-Style Case Solving

Chapter 605: 550 Chapter: Commando-Style Case Solving

Dama’s capital.

Jiang Yuan took several hours of flight and transfer, and headed straight to the Dama Police Station upon landing.

Cui Xiaohu, Huang Qiangmin, Ni Cha, and Zhong Renlong accompanied him, as well as Chu Guanliang, a liaison officer sent by the Dama embassy. The liaison officer, appointed by the ministry to overseas embassies, had no law enforcement authority and focused mainly on communication. Compared to Cui Xiaohu and the others who had just rushed over from China, the liaison officer Chu Guanliang was more familiar with the local laws and cultural environment.

Local time was 11:30 a.m.

Jiang Yuan arrived at Marunpo Police Station and saw several officers waiting as he got out of the car.

Liaison Officer Chu Guanliang greeted everyone with a hint of surprise, while Jiang Yuan simply waited quietly to the side, responding briefly when spoken to.

After the initial exchanges, Chu Guanliang spoke to Jiang Yuan with an even friendlier tone and said cheerfully, "What we do most here is negotiate the arrest of telecommunications fraud gangs. It used to be us pleading with the Dama police force, but now they’re turning to us, and their attitude is completely different."

"Working abroad isn’t easy for you all," Cui Xiaohu responded obligingly.

Chu Guanliang sighed, "Even those few officers we’ve seen just now aren’t easy to meet usually, and they frown upon seeing me, thinking I’m causing them trouble. But there’s nothing I can do, when the task from home presses down, I have to help coordinate..."

He expressed his feelings briefly, then looked at Jiang Yuan with a smile and said, "Officer Jiang, come by more often when you’re free, to back us up."

"You’re joking, but I’ll help as much as I can," Jiang Yuan replied, with his emotional intelligence maxed out. While abroad, things were different from back home, and it was better to behave well.

"Once this case is successfully resolved and a certain relationship is established, future exchanges will also be more convenient," Huang Qiangmin added from the side.

"Indeed..." Chu Guanliang nodded and continued, "Let’s go inside, they must be getting anxious."

It was 12 p.m.

The group crowded into the laboratory.

Inside, a team of technicians clad in white coats eagerly watched Jiang Yuan.

Apart from Chu Guanliang and Zhong Renlong, there were also several Dama locals who understood Chinese. Everyone worked together, creating a noisy but efficient atmosphere inside the room.

"Let’s have fewer people, then we can start the examinations," Jiang Yuan surveyed the surroundings and added, "The foundation of Legal Botany is to count pollen grains, and most importantly, to eliminate contamination. Do we have a completely enclosed laboratory?"

"Yes," responded the laboratory supervisor, who had naturally prepared everything. A Trace Evidence Laboratory was not too uncommon in those times. It might be rare in a county like Ningtai, but not so much in a nation’s capital.

Others were divided into groups, being pulled into different corners for conversations. Even Huang Qiangmin found himself in a casual chat with a few interested officers— Huang Qiangmin now appeared more like a hardworking and honest man.

Jiang Yuan, however, inspected the laboratory equipment. After ensuring everything was in order, he began the tedious task of counting pollen inside a fume hood after opening the packaging of an evidence bag.

Several researchers in white coats closely monitored Jiang Yuan’s work.

There were also experts in botany on the Dama side, but there was less collaboration with the police.

Like botanists in China, the main reason they did not engage in forensic botany was simply because it was too difficult and the rewards were too low.

There was an overwhelming variety of tropical plants in Dama, not only was species identification complex, but differentiating the numerous variants was challenging. Ordinary botanists would not willingly choose this as their primary research focus. On the rare occasion that someone could, they often didn’t stay in Dama.

Even when the police sought expertise in this area, experts often scoffed and ridiculed the request.

Botanists’ parochialism could be even higher than that of giant pandas. Not only are China’s plants different from Dama’s, but even within Dama, plants exhibited regional variations!

In such an environment, a Chinese botanist helping the Dama police force with botany was almost a joke among professionals. It was not impossible; after all, botanists from the once-great British Empire traveled all over the world, and the most familiar with Dama’s plants could be in London, a claim not easily questioned.

But if they were said to be from China, that would be intolerable.

Yet, skill gained through external means didn’t follow the same logic. Jiang Yuan wasn’t a real botanist, and he didn’t care about the doubts of an expert not present.

Level 3 Legal Botany had no regional restrictions or requirements. Utilizing a temporary skill upgrade to Level 4, Jiang Yuan could perform pollen analysis much faster for more than six hours.

And once such a skill extended its reach globally, it would be incredibly powerful, not just at Level 4, but Level 3 as well.

Since Jiang Yuan had no lecturing duties while abroad, he familiarized himself with the lab’s apparatus and began working at increased speeds, aiming to return home sooner.

Bag after bag of evidence was rapidly accumulated.

Most of the pollen could be identified using a compound microscope. Whenever he encountered challenging samples, he simply handed them to an assistant to prepare slides, then projected close-up images for identification.

Jiang Yuan barely had to move, efficiently directing the process.

Common florae such as the hibiscus, exotic orchids, ubiquitous Bird of Paradise and purple butterflies, various types of clematis, Rose Mallow, the Rafflesia, and more...

At 3 p.m.

Jiang Yuan had inspected and categorized the first victim’s clothing and personal belongings.

The remaining process wasn’t much different from what he was used to back home, look for satellite images, then set out to find the crime scenes.

Of course, efficiency could have been slightly improved if he had inspected the evidence of all three victims before searching, but the emotionally intelligent Jiang Yuan decided to first let everyone ease their emotions.

A convoy of more than a dozen cars set off, drove over 20 kilometers, and arrived near the first scene Jiang Yuan had marked off.

"We’re here," Jiang Yuan said from an elevated vantage point, seemingly pointing to a location quite casually.

Soon, he pointed out the second scene.

The place where the bodies were ultimately discovered was marked as the third scene.

Among the accompanying officers, there was inevitably suspicion and complaint, but fortunately, the senior officers were sensible, pressing the officers to search rigorously while also pulling up surveillance footage from the surrounding area.

Before long, an officer found Bao Wenxing’s car in the surveillance footage from a nearby chain convenience store.

This was Bao Wenxing’s first criminal act in Dama, and his familiarity with local roads and traffic rules was clearly much less than in Luo Jin City. He was completely unaware that some local convenience stores’ external surveillance was directly connected to the police force.

It can only be said that it’s too difficult for a foreigner to commit crimes in a strange city.

Moreover, this case was different from the unsolved ones in Luo Jin City. Bao Wenxing wasn’t as cautious as he was at home, and he didn’t have the chance to return to the scene for cleanup.

With the case being fairly recent, a half footprint was indeed found after thorough searches at the two crime scenes.

This kind of evidence isn’t great in Dama, just as it isn’t reliable in court back home; it’s only useful during the investigation phase.

But to the Dama Police Force, what they were lacking wasn’t evidence.

What they wanted now was Jiang Yuan!

20:00 in the evening.

Jiang Yuan completed the evidence analysis for the second victim. By this time, it was too late to go to the crime scenes, so Jiang Yuan continued with evidence analysis.

More than four hours later, the evidence analysis for the third victim was also completed.

This process was much faster than what a regular botanist could achieve, not to mention cross-regional botanical analysis.

But at this point, Jiang Yuan no longer needed to explain.

A light sleep.

The next morning at 7:00, Jiang Yuan got in the car and headed back to the crime scenes once more.

Zhong Renlong followed him closely, expressing his concern, "God, there’s no need to rush like this. You could rest a bit before continuing with work..."

"The sooner I finish, the more relaxed I’ll be. It’s also too hot," Jiang Yuan said, not wanting to stay longer than necessary. Once arriving, he walked around with a hat on and started pointing out locations.

All four crime scenes where the last two victims met their unfortunate end were successively pinpointed by Jiang Yuan.

This time as well, he didn’t even need to participate in the crime scene investigations and headed back to the vehicle.

The police in Marunpo no longer had anything to say; Jiang Yuan had proven himself, and while they humbly called him "God" and wanted to offer some local specialties, their gifts were not accepted.

"I would like to see the body of the first victim," Jiang Yuan said upon returning from the crime scenes, making a direct request.

Zhong Renlong immediately agreed, made a phone call, and soon a familiar technician came to take Jiang Yuan to the forensic autopsy room.

The victim Jela was lying in the morgue, slightly decayed, but the moment she faced Jiang Yuan, she immediately gifted a blue dumpling:

Jela’s legacy—Indonesian Dialect Level 2: Malay is one of the languages of Indonesia. Jela grew up in Indonesia by her mother’s side. After moving to Dama, her dialect accent caused many inconveniences. Jela tried to change her accent as much as possible, but she missed her childhood and wished her mother could live well, without worrying too much about her.

"Is Jela’s mother doing well?" Jiang Yuan turned and asked the forensic doctor.

"Not bad, she should be working at a hospital," the forensic doctor said.

"Then please tell her that Jela... her pain was slight when she passed away," Jiang Yuan spoke softly.

The forensic doctor responded and then said, "You could tell her yourself; I can call her over..."

"No need," Jiang Yuan waved his hand. "I need to return to my country now.