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"However, we still lack more convincing evidence." Cao Fan frowned slightly, his face was cold, "Because the deceased was caused by this subcutaneous wound, and the deceased was wearing clothes."

"So we have no way to collect samples of the dead man's skin scraps on it. In other words, there is no way to prove that this is the murder weapon used to beat the dead man before he died."

There is some truth to what Expert Cao said.

Although the process of handling a case requires bold guesses, all exhibits and reports presented in court cannot use words that guess the meaning, let alone show guessed evidence.

Not only will it not be able to convince the judge and jury, but it may also reduce the trust in the affirmative.

Looking at the things in her hands, Qiu Lan lowered her eyes silently.

A hard blow from this thing could crack the bones of the dead, so wouldn't there be something left behind?

She still remembered that when she was on the construction site, the clothes worn by the workers were full of dust and dirt, wouldn't it?
"Expert Cao, if all the ingredients on the construction site are tested on this massager, can you prove it?" Qiu Lan raised her eyes slightly, looked at the people beside her, and asked in doubt.

"Yes, yes, but when we discovered this before, we found that the massager had been cleaned, so it should be difficult to find." Cao Fan frowned and answered her question softly.

Did you just let that supervisor go?
If the massager can directly prove that he beat the deceased, then there is no strong evidence to sue the supervisor.

Suddenly, she remembered a very crucial point. When the deceased was placed on the anatomy table, the body had already been torn apart by the huge impact.

Afterwards, Qiu Lan spent five hours stitching together all the body parts, and because there were many wounds, she might not have reported those that were considered irrelevant to the case.

The deceased worked on the construction site and was often vulnerable to injuries. If he had been injured that day, he may have wounds.

And if there is a wound, it may come into contact with the blood of the deceased.

Because this thing has been cleaned, no blood can be seen on this massager now, but ordinary cleaning can only wash away red blood cells, platelets and other substances in the blood.

However, there is a special substance that will not be washed away by the water flow. It will adhere to the object, and it will fall off after a certain period of time or special treatment.

And this substance can be reacted.

"Officer Xu, Expert Cao, I think, I need to go back to the planing table and look at the other wounds that I classified as non-artificial wounds and non-falling trauma, maybe I will find important clues .”

After a brief explanation, she left for the anatomy department and notified her assistant Xiao Cong by the way.

In the preparation room outside the autopsy room, Qiu Lan hastily changed into a surgical gown, just as Xiao Cong also took out the body of Li Shoude, the deceased in the case of falling from the building, from the corpse storage room.

"I'm Qiu Lan, the forensic doctor. Now I'm going to conduct a second autopsy for Li Shoude, the deceased in the falling building case. Case number: BR241377." After recording the incident, she leaned down slightly and began to re-examine the wounds on the body.

"There were four contusions on the right calf, one contusion on the left leg, three contusions on the left shoulder, no injury on the right shoulder, and one contusion on the waist."

Starting from the dead man's feet, she checked bit by bit, but found nothing unusual.

So, with the help of her assistant Xiao Cong, she turned the deceased over. "There is a scratch on the right back waist, but it should have been caused a few days before death. There are signs of healing, and it is an old wound."

Suddenly, a small scratch came into her eyes. "There was a small scratch on the left shoulder blade of the deceased. It was a metal scratch. There was coagulated blood on the wound. It should have been caused before death, and it might have come into contact with the murder weapon."

"Xiao Cong, show me the diagram of the scars exposed by the ultraviolet light that day. I remember that there are subcutaneous bruises here."

"Okay." Hearing her words, the assistant Xiao Cong immediately took out the documents at that time from the folder and handed them to her, "Doctor Qiu, there is indeed an oval scar."

"Great, then there is hope." Qiu Lan slightly hooked her red lips, with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

Just when there was a ripple of joy in her heart, the light from the corner of her eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the photo of the deceased on the file, and found something strange, "Xiao Cong, give me the file of the deceased."

"Here." Xiao Cong handed her the file, and asked suspiciously, "Doctor Qiu, did you find anything unusual?"

"Yeah." Qiu Lan frowned, and nodded indifferently, "Look at his photo, did you find anything?"

After Xiao Cong took the photo, he frowned and looked carefully, "The deceased's eye sockets were sunken, his face was dark, and his lips were white. He must have liver disease."

"Well, you're half right." Qiu Lan frowned heavily, "When was this photo sent?"

"Photos?" Xiao Cong pursed his lips, thinking to himself, "After we dissected the body, the serious crime team got the photos from the family and sent them over, and then I washed them out and pasted them on the file for preservation. "

"So that's the case, then this corpse is very problematic." Qiu Lan lowered her eyes meaningfully, "I think we still have to go to the place where the incident happened."

Because a similar assault weapon was found in the supervisor's office, and there was a confession from the foreman, Xu Chengyan invited the supervisor to the police station as usual.

"Officer, what exactly are you looking for me for?" Director Zhang glanced at Xu Chengyan impatiently, frowning slightly, "I've already told you that the man committed suicide and has nothing to do with me."

"You have searched my office several times. If you find anything, you can arrest me. I ask all kinds of questions every day. I have to go to work to support my family."

Seeing that he was completely uncooperative, Xu Chengyan didn't say anything more, but directly took out the information from the previous investigation, "This is your overseas account, and there are regular remittances every month."

"You are really smart. You launder money directly overseas through the stock market. Do you know that we will not check overseas when we check?"

"Officer, what are you talking about?" Director Zhang rolled his eyes in boredom, and a guilty conscience slipped quietly in his eyes, "It's normal to have an overseas account, okay? I have invested overseas, so I naturally have an account."

"But every month, it's not an overseas account, but a domestic account, and it's still under the name of the Qiu Group. A foreman from a construction site sent money to it." Xu Chengyan stood beside him with his arms around his chest.

"So what?" Director Zhang pursed his lips, "I work in the Qiu Corporation, so it's normal to have contact with the construction site."

"Normal?" Xu Chengyan snorted coldly, lowered his eyes, then took out the massager he found in the office, and threw it in front of him, "Okay, then you recognize this, are you familiar with it?"

"Officer, what are you doing? This is my massager. I have lumbar problems." Director Zhang put his legs crossed secretly and put it in, but he was still not polite.