Hunting Forensic Medicine 3 Serious Crime Team

At three o'clock in the morning, the city is sleeping, and the brightly lit Huanhai Road stretches in an empty space. Suddenly, there are afterimages of police lights moving fast in the air.

Gao Ren called Qi Ming at two o'clock, waking up the sleeping man from his deep sleep.At [-]:[-], the co-organizer of the case sent a message to the police station where the deceased lived to dispatch police.At [-]:[-], the police officers from the City Bureau's Forensic Division and the Serious Crime Squad set off to the "crime scene".

"When you arrive, give the manager control first, and ask him to sort out the list of people who appeared in the studio in the 24 hours before Gu Linhua's death... huh? Yes! Even the cleaning aunt is counted!"

Luo Jianan yelled anxiously while stepping on the gas pedal: "What? Me? I'll be there in 10 minutes! ——Don't talk nonsense! I'm not in the bureau!"

"Slow down."

When Luo Jianan hung up the phone, Qi Ming, who was sitting in the co-pilot, gave a reminder.Although there were no cars on the road at night, the speed of the car would go up to 1 per hour when the fuel was pumped down. Even if there was a speed-reducing windshield, the heart of the person sitting next to him would be flickering.There is a need to be anxious. It took more than forty hours for the person to die to find out that it was an abnormal death. Even if there is a delay of one minute, the less effective evidence can be extracted from the crime scene where people come and go.

Got Gu Linhua—that is, the fat second in the universe—tissue section sampling, and Gao Ren worked overtime and stayed up late to do hormone analysis.And when the insulin value specifically reminded by Xia Yonghui was displayed on the screen, the drowsy person jumped up from the swivel chair instantly, and called Qi Ming in circles around the room.

As soon as Qi Ming heard what Gao Ren said, he slapped Luo Jianan awake: "Er Fatty may have died of murder. The amount of insulin detemir in his body is about ten times the normal value."

Um?Luo Jianan was dumbfounded at the time.It took about 30 seconds to wake up, and he jumped out of bed and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Insulin detemir is a long-acting insulin, which is a common drug for patients with severe diabetes. The standard dosage is to inject [-] to [-] units once a day, but Er Fatty has about [-] units in his body, that is to say, a whole tube. The refill solution of the insulin pen was injected into it all at once—”Qi Ming paused, “This will cause his blood sugar level to drop to zero within three to four hours, and then his brain stops working, various organs fail, and his breathing and heartbeat stop …Most importantly, death occurs during sleep, and will not be detected due to obvious symptoms of hypoglycemia such as night sweats, tremors, palpitations, and nausea when people are awake.”

--What the hell!

Luo Jianan knew that people with hypoglycemia would die, but it was the first time he had heard of using insulin to kill people.But when you fall asleep and prick your body with needles, just like Gao Ren, if you fall asleep like a dead pig, you have to be woken up by the prick, right?Don't you resist?

Listening to his question, Qi Ming explained: "It should be injected by the deceased himself. He is used to injecting it before going to bed. This is in line with the use of long-acting insulin, which can effectively control the fasting blood sugar level."

"Isn't he stupid? Go in and kill yourself all at once?"

"It should be that the injection pen has been touched by someone, or the murderer injected him when he was awake. The [-] units are only three milliliters of liquid, and the injection will be completed within a few seconds, basically without being noticed."

After listening to Qi Ming's words, Luo Jianan suddenly knelt down by the bed and held his face with his hands, his eyes were a little surprised: "Daughter-in-law, why do you have such a brain? You don't need to go out of the crime scene to figure out the crime process... Or you can take me as the vice-captain too."

"There are relatively few possible means of committing this kind of case, either one or two, and making professional inferences based on the existing evidence is a must for me as a forensic doctor. Luo Jianan, you—you put on your pants first."

Before Qi Ming could get rough, Luo Jianan put on his pants and hurriedly called Fade Chen.Within an hour, all parties arrived at the residence of the deceased.

—

It stands to reason that such a situation does not require a forensic doctor to appear on the scene, but You Qiming and Luo Jianan feel at ease, even if the hard-working daughter-in-law has to stay up late again.In fact, the possibility of suicide is not ruled out, but the possibility is very small.According to the information provided by Gao Ren, Gu Linhua can be regarded as a relatively high-level anchor.There are five live broadcasts a week, each show has explosive models, and the volume of goods is hundreds of thousands at a time. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is making money every day.

People who still want to commit suicide in such a situation, how fucking hard can they think about it?The principle of innocence must be followed when dealing with suspects, but when dealing with the case itself, it must be considered in the worst direction at the beginning, otherwise, the longer the time drags on, the more evidence will be lost.

Gu Linhua's studio is located in a three-story villa on Huanhai Road.At that time, Luo Jianan saw that the 50 meters around the villa had been cordoned off, and several criminals were rummaging through the sorting trash cans on the side of the road.Getting into the cordon, he walked towards Lu Yuanqiao and Miao Hong who were asking about the manager at the back door of the villa.The manager was in pajamas and had obviously been knocked out of bed.The fundus of the eyes is blue, it is estimated that he has not slept through the past two days, and the floppy hair on his head is swaying by the sea breeze.

Glancing at the notebook in Lu Yuanqiao's hand, Luo Jianan nodded to Miao Hong and said, "Master, I'll go in with Teacher Qi and take a look first."

Miao Hong beckoned to him to speak closer, then lowered her voice, "Be careful when you go in, don't knock things down, Du Haiwei has already made a fuss once, and we were all thrown outside for questioning."

"Why should I fuck?"

Luo Jianan's eyeballs almost popped out.But when he entered the house through the back door and saw that the room was full of boxes, with no place to step down, he couldn't help but feel complicated for a moment.You have to go crazy, any criminal technique you use will blow up when you see this kind of hoarding scene.The living room on the first floor had to be nearly [-] square meters, but the only clean place was a live shooting spot with a square of five or six square meters.The table is full of electronic products, including but not limited to live broadcast equipment such as gimbal microphone lighting, as well as mobile phones of various styles and models. There are as many as twenty sets on the shelf.

However, these are not the key points that technicians need to focus on. The focus is on Gu Linhua's bedroom.Due to his large size, he would be out of breath just by walking a few steps, so Gu Linhua's bedroom was on the first floor. After all, climbing to the second floor was considered strenuous exercise for his body.

The first thing to look for is the injection pen that Gu Linhua used to inject insulin, as well as items such as the outer packaging of the medicine, which may extract the fingerprints of the suspect.So the criminals have to dig through the trash cans. The needles are disposable. If you are lucky, the trash you threw the day before may still be there.

The bedroom area was nearly forty square meters, and it was as messy as the outside. It wasn't that there were a lot of goods, but that Gu Linhua's personal belongings were numerous.It seemed that he didn't like being invaded by others in his personal space, and the changed clothes and pants were thrown all over the floor without asking someone to come in and clean them up.Du Haiwei stood by the bed with his arms folded, staring at his subordinates at work solemnly. When he saw Luo Jianan entering the room, he frowned slightly calmly.

"Did you find the injection pen?" Luo Jianan also didn't plan to give him a good face, who doesn't lack sleep?Can lack of sleep be in a good mood?

Du Haiwei said: "Nine injection pens of various models have been found, and there may be more."

Just as he was talking, he heard Yi Xingji say, "Duke, here's another one."

When the photographer moved away, Du Haiwei went over and picked up the injection pen from the man's handbag, unscrewed the pen cap, pulled out the refill, frowned and said, "Let's file it first, but it must not be this one, the medicine is useless."

Turning around to observe the general situation of the bedroom, Luo Jianan said to Du Haiwei: "Take your time, I'll go out first."

Du Haiwei took a dark breath: "It's just right, Deputy Captain Luo, please go out and tell the police station not to let people in. We have just arrived within half an hour, and 36 shoe prints to be extracted have already been generated."

"I'm wearing shoe covers." Luo Jianan lowered his finger to his feet.

Du Haiwei didn't pick up on it—shouldn't he be wearing shoe covers?Do I still have to praise you?

"Mr. Du, can I come in?"

Qi Ming entered the villa a few minutes later than Luo Jianan, and just asked his manager about Gu Linhua's medication habits to confirm his inference.The situation was not very different from what he thought. Gu Linhua always injected before going to bed, and he had never experienced hypoglycemia caused by drugs.The injection pen can precisely set the injection volume. For example, if it is set to inject ten units, the injection will automatically stop after the ten units of medicine are injected.

Seeing Qi Ming, Du Haiwei's tense expression eased instantly, and there was a faint warmth on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, come in."

At this time, Luo Jianan wanted to scold people very much.What do you mean?Seeing that I don't seem to be smiling at all, seeing that my daughter-in-law can wrinkle the corners of her eyes.You're like this in front of me, but when you're going behind my back, huh?

Qi Ming was unaware of Luo Jianan's desire to be jealous, and after entering the room to take a look at him, he went straight to Du Haiwei to discuss professional issues.After checking the injection pens that have been found, Qi Ming agrees with Du Haiwei's thoughts: there is a high probability that there is no one that should be found in these pens, because the liquid medicine is not empty.

"You came from the bureau?"

Looking at the contents of the evidence bag against the light, Qi Ming asked Du Haiwei casually.In the past, he was a gossip insulator, even Luo Jianan was unwilling to listen to gossip with him, let alone inquire about it himself.But Xia Yonghui's phone call at night really aroused his curiosity. Two people who usually met in the work unit without even calling each other, turned out to have such a good personal relationship that they could go to each other's house for dinner. There must be some story behind it.

Du Haiwei was slightly surprised that Qi Ming raised a personal but non-professional question, and responded, "No, I came from a friend's house."

"Xia Yonghui's family?" It's not the director of Qiming who beat around the bush. When communicating with others, he speaks straightforwardly.

Du Haiwei hesitated for a moment, but did not deny it: "...Yes..."

Seeing the difference in his expression, Qi Ming explained: "When he called me at night, I heard your voice."

"Hi, I was looking for a salad bowl."

"Are you friends?" Qi Ming asked.

After pondering for a while, Du Haiwei said uncertainly: "He and I are actually...not friends, but we have a mutual friend. Today I helped that friend deliver something to him, and we happened to have dinner together. .”

"Spent the night at his house?"

Qi Ming's gossip was too straightforward, Du Haiwei couldn't help being stunned, and after a while he said frankly: "I fell asleep on the sofa after eating, and he didn't tell me to leave."

"That being said, you two have a pretty good relationship."

"No, in fact Xiaoxia...he has some prejudices against me, so you can see that he ignores me at work."

"Huh? Can someone still have prejudice against you?"

"I'm not RMB, so I can't make everyone happy."

Qi Ming nodded in agreement, thinking to himself—that's right, Luo Jianan can't laugh when he looks at you.

TBC