what's in the depths

Several people waited in the lobby for over an hour before Chu Rong came out of the studio.

"Forensic Doctor Chu, how's it going?" Zhou Xiaoran was the first to meet him.

Chu Rong took off his mask and handed over a report: "Two conclusions, the phalanx and the skull belong to the same person, and the head has been burned at high temperature, but the burning time is not long, so some hair inside has not been burned. , and I found a small amount of arsenic trioxide in the hair, and found a lot of rashes in the burnt subcutaneous tissue, so the deceased may have died of arsenic poisoning."

"Arsenic poisoning?" Zhu Yuhan raised his head.

"Yes, the melting point of arsenic is as high as 810 degrees, so the general burning flame temperature will not melt it; and there is a small amount of arsenic in many pesticides and insecticides, but the lethal dose of arsenic is [-] mg, so, no It is very likely that insecticides or pesticides caused the death." Chu Rong handed the molecular formula to Zhu Yuhan to see.

Zhu Yuhan pushed his hand away: "If you don't understand, don't show it to me."

Chu Rong smiled: "So, from this point, it can be seen that this is a typical murder by poisoning. Have you noticed that in many cases we have come into contact with before, most of the poisoners would choose poisons such as cyanide, but This criminal chose poisons such as arsenic trioxide. From this point of view, this person is definitely a habitual offender. He knew how to use arsenic-containing insecticides to fake sudden natural death, and added cumin to try to cover up the smell, so he was prepared. come."

"Forensic Doctor Chu, you are amazing, much better than our Zhu team!" Zhou Xiaoran clasped his hands together with a nympho look on his face.

"No, poison identification is only a compulsory subject in forensic medicine." Chu Rong chuckled, and looked up at Zhu Yuhan indistinctly.

Then he found that he was staring at Zhou Xiaoran with displeasure.

In the afternoon, as soon as I returned to the police station, I saw Director Chen sitting in his office drinking tea with a dignified face.

In fact, Zhu Yuhan is still very afraid of Lao Chen.

He timidly walked over and saluted slightly: "Director Chen, what brought you here?"

Director Chen put down his teacup, and a few tea stalks lay on the water.

He smashed his mouth and sneered, "The poisonous wind brought me here."

Zhu Yuhan shrank his head and didn't dare to speak.

"Tell me what you call it. Do you think I'm not enough trouble? The Ghost Calling Meal case has been handled for two months, and there is no clue at all. It's making people panic. I don't dare to go online now. I saw those netizens talking nonsense. I feel terrified..." Chief Chen rubbed his brows.

"Yes... That's right. The criminals are so smart now that they hardly leave any clues. There are too many obstacles in the investigation. It's been more than 20 years since the big A corpse case still has no clue."

After hearing this, Lao Chen thumped the table angrily, and the teacup on the table trembled.

"It's irresponsible for you to say that!"

Zhu Yuhan apologized again and again: "My fault, my fault."

Old Chen waved his hand: "Okay, don't laugh at me. For this case, I plan to let Fu Huaiyu and Chu Rong lead a team to set up a special case team. You should assist honestly and report to them if you have any clues."

"Why!" Zhu Yuhan felt dissatisfied: "This is not just playing tricks. The clues are accumulated and analyzed little by little. If you let me solve the case in three days, I can find dozens of scapegoats for you."

"Don't be dissatisfied. In terms of case-handling ability, you are still far behind Fu Huaiyu!" Old Chen pointed at Zhu Yuhan: "That's the deal, don't continue to argue with me."

Old Chen stood up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief: "I still have things to deal with, so let's go first, you can take care of yourself."

As soon as Lao Chen left, Zhu Yuhan was so angry that he picked up a stack of reports on the table and threw it on the ground to vent his anger.

There was a knock on the door, and a head poked out from outside.

"Team Zhu, Team Leader Fu is here." Seeing the mess in the room, Xiao Liu didn't dare to enter.

"Let him go, I don't want to hear that name now."

"Why did I mess with you again?" Fu Huaiyu complained at the door.

Zhu Yuhan was taken aback, and felt that he was indeed ineffective in handling the case, and that Fu Huaiyu could not be blamed for everything. The establishment of a special case team was nothing more than short and long, and there was nothing to say about this matter itself.

"What are you doing here?" Zhu Yuhan pursed his lips, and picked up the report he had thrown on the ground listlessly.

"I heard from Tong Si that you didn't eat at noon, so I ordered some stir-fried dishes to bring to you." As he spoke, Fu Huaiyu raised the bag in his hand.

He closed the door, shutting out Xiao Liu who was still poking his head over there to watch the excitement.

"I think you came here to show off to me." You were like a mirror in your heart, but your mouth was unforgiving.

Fu Huaiyu laughed: "You and I know everything, can I show off to you?"

Walking over, he patted Zhu Yuhan who was still sitting on the sofa sullenly: "Look at you, your face is round like a gas bag."

"It's just a bag of air, if you don't like to look at it, go out." Zhu Yuhan opened his hand.

Fu Huaiyu opened the lunch box, sharpened the wooden chopsticks for him, picked up a chopstick of rice and brought it to Qi Bao's mouth: "Don't be angry, eat first."

Zhu Yuhan glanced at Fu Huaiyu a few times, feeling that he really couldn't get angry with him, so he stuck his head and bit the rice for nothing.

"Good boy, take another bite of food, I ordered your favorite pot-packed meat."

Zhu Yuhan let out a "hum", and bit the piece of pot-packed meat again.

"How does it taste?" Fu Huaiyu smiled, with a dimple around his mouth.

"A bit salty."

"You said you, in your 30s, are still like a child, getting angry at every turn."

"Can I not be angry? It's not that I didn't work hard to investigate the case. With one sentence, Lao Chen overruled all my running around these days and the dozens of catties I lost."

Fu Huaiyu pinched his face: "For a policeman, hard work is not for others to see, but for a clear conscience."

"You have a lot of reason." Saying this, he seemed to understand something in his heart.

Chu Rong once said that the reason why he chose to become a forensic doctor was because he had read too many unjust cases and wanted to find out the truth for the deceased and give justice to the wronged, so he gave up a lot of things.

Thinking about it carefully, I seem to be the same way. The reason why I choose to study criminal psychology is subconsciously to save myself and save more people.

Otherwise, I would never have chosen this profession anyway.

But after so many years, the complexity of the adult society made me gradually lose myself, and I began to forget the so-called original intention.

I remember that when I first entered the criminal investigation department, the first person I saw was Professor Fu Jiasen, the temporary chief of the criminal investigation department, who was the father of Fu Huaiyu. He said this to himself at that time:

"In this world, how many people can do the job they want and marry the person they like? There are very few. Maybe you can't do what you like for a long time, or even run counter to it. , because you can't change this intricate world, you have to keep up with it so you won't be eliminated, but your dream of entering the police station, your original intention, is the guiding light of your life, so this guiding light must not Let it die."

When Professor Fu said these words, his voice was very soft, and he was so young at the time that he was so moved by these words.

Thinking about it, I feel that these things don't seem to be so uncomfortable.

"Take another bite." Fu Huaiyu looked at him with stars in his eyes.

Fu Jiasen was also one of the reasons why he didn't want to get back together with Fu Huaiyu.

He is the master who guides him, and he cannot be sorry for him.

Zhu Yuhan took a deep breath and pushed his hand away: "Don't eat."

He stood up: "There is no special event in the future, so don't come again."

Fu Huaiyu was in a hurry and got up quickly.

I don't know what this person is thinking again, he was fine just now, but his face changed as soon as he said it.

"Also, I will look for a house from the Internet these days. As soon as possible, I will move out of your place before next Sunday at the latest. If you don't want to raise Adu, I will try my best to find a house that can raise dogs. "

Zhu Yuhan opened the door: "It's nothing, you can go out first."

Just this one sentence made Fu Huaiyu's blood coagulate, and he felt a bit of chill in the scorching summer.

"Why are you crazy?" Fu Huaiyu rushed over, closed the door, and dragged Zhu Yuhan back.

"If you want to handle this case, I can apply to my superiors not to take over. Why do you have to lose your temper over such a trivial matter?"

Zhu Yuhan raised his head, his eyes were sharp: "Having a temper? We are neither relatives nor relatives. I can go wherever I want and do whatever I want. Can you control me?"

Fu Huaiyu was stunned for a moment, then hugged him suddenly, and rubbed him tightly into his arms: "I'm serious, I won't handle this case, and I won't be a policeman anymore. I won't rob you again. Let Rong handle the case together, and I won't take care of it anymore, don't drive me away, okay?"

Zhu Yuhan pushed him away violently, causing him to stagger and hit the wall.

"Did you fucking become a policeman to come here and have a relationship?" Zhu Yuhan yelled angrily: "You are crazy!"

Then, Zhu Yuhan opened the door and went out: "If you like this office, you can stay here, I'll go."

Amidst the loud closing sound of the door, Fu Huaiyu just stood there in a daze, without saying a word.

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Fu Jiasen was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed elegantly, reading a newspaper, when he heard a hasty knock on the door.

He took off his reading glasses and calmly went to open the door.

He saw his precious son standing outside the door panting, his forehead was soaked with sweat, his shirt collar was wide open, and his tie was tilted to one side.

"Who is it Huaiyu?" Fu Huaiyu's mother's voice came from the bedroom.

"Why are you so embarrassed, come in and blow on the air conditioner to cool off." Fu Jiasen hurried to take it off.

Fu Huaiyu held back his father: "Don't be busy, I came here today to talk to you guys, and I'll leave after I'm done."

Fu Huaiyu's mother heard the movement, came out sickly, took a tissue to wipe his sweat.

"Why is it so urgent." Fu Jiasen hurriedly poured water and handed it to his precious son.

Fu Huaiyu held the water glass, stroked the wall of the glass, raised his head, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"How's the wound? Is it better?" Fu Huaiyu's mother said, pulling off his collar to check the gunshot wound.

"Okay, don't worry." Fu Huaiyu held his fucking hand: "Sit down first, I have something very important to say."

The two old men sat on the sofa, looking at their son like this, they couldn't help worrying.

Their own son knows best that Fu Huaiyu has been calm and arrogant since he was a child, and he loved to be pretty when he was a child. He accidentally soiled the school uniform on the way to school, and he ran home to wash clothes even if he could not attend class.

But today, he was sweating profusely, and his clothes were messed up, and he ran back and said he had something very important to say.

The old couple were even worried about whether he had done something irreparable outside.

"I like a person. I have known him for nine years. We were together for seven years and we broke up for two years. Recently, I want to chase him back."

When the two heard it, their hearts that had been hanging steadily fell to the ground.

"It's a good thing. Find a time to bring her back, and my parents will help you talk about it." Fu Huaiyu's mother smiled broadly.

"But he's a man."