Chapter 246: A Cart

Chapter 247 A cart

"Please make way."

"It's ready."

"Add more water."

"Cut the meat."

In the autopsy room, everyone was talking and working, and the environment was a little noisy.

When encountering such a big case, with more forensic doctors, it is actually relatively easy to work. The main reason is that the mental pressure is relatively high.

For example, now, there are six forensic doctors in one autopsy room, and there are replacements in the lounge. Even a big job like boiling bones has become easy.

A big bone that can't be clamped with a clamp at ordinary times, two people clamp it together, isn't it very simple.

General forensic doctors don't like to do forensic anthropology. In addition to the high difficulty and low success rate, the high workload is also one of the reasons.

Unless the body is a skeleton, most of the bodies that have been buried for only a few years, or floating bodies fished out of the water, etc., have to go through the boiling process if they want to use the knowledge of forensic anthropology to analyze.

Not to mention the psychological impact of the whole process, the physical work alone is already very tiring.

Most grassroots units have only one forensic doctor.

For a thin female forensic doctor like Wang Lan, if she works in a unit with only one position, it is indeed too difficult to cook a person alone.

She can't cut the body first and then boil it, because the tip of the knife may accidentally leave marks on the bones, and it will be hard to tell whether it is her own or the murderer's.

Lifting a big pot, filling water and pouring water, etc., each one is not easy.

Of course, the above are all ordinary forensic doctors.

In the criminal investigation industry, if any position really achieves a high level of technology, there is no problem in enjoying some special treatment.

For example, the reason why Jiang Yuan was able to apply for the Ningtai County forensic doctor was because Comrade Wu Jun made a big fuss, demanding respect for the elderly and love for the young, increasing manpower and reducing workload.

And Jiang Yuan is now running out to do work elsewhere every day because Jiang Yuan is strong enough, and the Ningtai County Criminal Police Team is therefore treated differently by the superiors.

In fact, it is not necessary to reach Jiang Yuan's technical level. Any forensic doctor who has a LV2 forensic anthropology skill can apply for a forensic assistant.

For example, forensic doctor Zhai, his forensic anthropology skills are about LV2PLUS, and it is very likely that he will never reach LV3 in his lifetime, but he can still be like a duck in water when he guides work all over the province.

Or the difficulty of anthropology skills is too high.

The difficulty coefficient of this skill is probably similar to the imaging involved in image detection. Moreover, unlike imaging, at least there are high-value talents in the market.

Forensic anthropology is not only difficult, but also few people learn it. There are not many opportunities to use it.

Forensic doctor Zhai originally thought that Jiang Yuan's forensic anthropology level was at most a little more entry-level, that is, a little better than ordinary forensic doctors, and almost usable - this is already his high opinion of Jiang Yuan.

After all, Jiang Yuan is still very young, and anthropology requires a lot of accumulation.

After Jiang Yuan discovered the special nature of the body bag, forensic doctor Zhai already appreciated Jiang Yuan's keenness.

However, when the bones were boiled out and placed one by one on the dissection table, forensic doctor Zhai found that Jiang Yuan's ability was really far from the entry level.

From the first step of piecing together the corpse, forensic doctor Zhai was far behind Jiang Yuan's progress.

In theory, piecing together corpses is a job that all medical students can do, but when doing this, there are still different levels.

The weakest students may have to piece together in order from top to bottom, find bones one by one, and then keep adjusting.

The strong ones like Jiang Yuan just take a bone and put it on the dissection table casually, and the position is basically just right.

This kind of operation that makes light of heavy things can be done by forensic doctor Zhai himself, but it is actually not easy.

Medical examiner Zhai was old, and his energy and physical strength were not enough to keep up. After a few dazes, he heard Jiang Yuan start to make judgments:

"Corpse source one, age between 35 and 40, female..."

"Height about 160cm..."

"Shoulder injury, cervical spondylosis, knee joint injury..."

Medical examiner Zhai was originally trying to piece together another pot of bones. When he heard Jiang Yuan start to draw conclusions, he simply stopped trying and turned around to check Jiang Yuan's bones.

Of course, they were all correct.

For things like judging age and gender, Jiang Yuan can now judge almost everything by taking a piece of bone.

This sounds like a basic requirement of anthropology, but it is actually very difficult.

Ordinary forensic doctors, if they are not good at anthropology, usually need pelvis to make judgments.

It doesn't work even if you give them a head.

For some people, you can't tell whether they are male or female by looking at their heads when they are alive. It is actually quite difficult to judge the gender of a person by giving them a skull after they die.

It's not that it's impossible to tell, but if a forensic doctor makes a wrong judgment on a man or a woman once out of four times, would the criminal police team dare to use such a conclusion?

Therefore, for ordinary forensic doctors, the pelvis is more reliable, and it can also provide information on age, fertility, etc.

The pelvis can be said to be a treasure trove for poor students.

In fact, we can also complain about the poor knowledge system of ordinary murderers here. There is really no need to dismember and hide the head. Except when the head is fresh, the face can still be recognized. If it is stored for a few days without preservation, the person next to the pillow can't even call out the name of this head.

As for skull restoration, except for a few talented people in big cities, how can ordinary criminal police teams have such resources.

Therefore, if you want to counter-detect after killing someone, it is better to hide the pelvis than the head. But this provocation is more serious-the thieves in Nancun bully me because I am old and weak, kill people and cut off the buttocks but not the head, and openly dismember the body and abandon it in my area.

The final result must be that an ordinary forensic anthropologist of forensic anthropology level 8 will call friends and even call an anthropologist of level 3.

At the level of level 3, almost every bone can provide a lot of information.

Let alone judging the gender, a rib can judge the time of death.

However, the limitation of anthropology lies here.

In addition to judging the gender and judging the basic information such as the age and height of the deceased, the judgment of the time of death has never been particularly accurate.

With a little more information, the accuracy and difficulty are two extremes.

"That's about it." Jiang Yuan finished piecing together a skeleton, and the information he could give was all he could give.

In terms of the current criminal investigation progress, there is not much that can be used.

Forensic Doctor Zhai nodded slightly. He couldn't say more.

"Then let's look at the second one?" Jiang Yuan still looked at Forensic Doctor Zhai.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you." Forensic Doctor Zhai decisively gave up his position.

He was not good at looking at bones. When he met a ruthless person like Jiang Yuan, he simply gave up his position.

Jiang Yuan was not polite either. He pieced together the bones in minutes, and then did an analysis, saying:

"Corpse source 2, between 30 and 35 years old, female, about 165 cm tall. Time of death, 3 to 5 years ago. Hallux valgus, may often wear high heels, have childbirth scars, have given birth..."

Forensic Doctor Zhai nodded in agreement.

Medical examiner Niu said, "They are two women, both relatively young."

Medicine Zhai, who had just been saying "I am the same", shook his head and said, "It is unnecessary to draw such a conclusion now. Is the next one ready?"

"It will take a while." Medical examiner Niu wrinkled his nose, touched his stomach, and sighed, "Let's just lose weight today."

Jiang Yuan continued to look at the two bodies just now.

Information such as age and gender has been studied very thoroughly by predecessors, and they have repeatedly compared and studied different bones.

But it is very difficult to get more complex conclusions such as work. It is not something that can be given by casually looking at it, and it often requires comparing and arranging different situations.

This kind of observation lasted for most of the night, and then everyone went to sleep.

When Jiang Yuan dreamed, his head was full of white bones.

There were also boiled corpses.

Floating corpse oil.

There was more corpse oil in the dream, because modern people are generally fat, and boiling a lot of fat is more in line with probability theory.

The next morning.

The sixth day of Liu Jinghui's disappearance.

Someone came to inform: "The motorcycle has been delivered."

The forensic doctors who had been stuck in the meat cooking room for a day all rushed out.

Xu Taining directly got a semi-trailer and drove it into the funeral home.

The car was covered with black cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

People who came to the funeral home early to do business and see off the deceased started talking about such a big car.

"Something big must have happened."

"A series of car accidents?"

"I haven't heard of it. Whose family can have so many people die on a carload?"

The driver listened and felt that it was inappropriate, so he drove the car to the funeral home.

After a while, the funeral home leader who heard the news also came to see.

At this time, they saw several motorcycles, circling in the garden, fast or slow, and on each motorcycle, there was a white ghost swaying...