L.A.W.

Huijing Court.

"Judge starts today." Zhang Yichao shook his head at Qiao Lier, "Get in the car."

"I heard that Fatty Yu has prepared a tea party." Qiao Lier put on his helmet and sat in the back seat of his car.

"What year is this, tea party?" Zhang Yi stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle sped out: "Abandoning the old and welcoming the new?"

"It's not the first day you know him. You have to figure out something big and small to get something to eat."

"Making food is his greatest pleasure in life." Zhang stopped his car in front of a red light, his trouser pockets trembled, and he turned around to see Qiao Lier taking out his cell phone, "Is yours ringing too?"

"Hmm~" Qiao Lier lightly swiped the screen with her finger, "It's definitely not a good thing to ring together."

"What else can I do other than go on a mission?" Zhang Yi reminded Qiao Lier: "Call Little C and ask her to get things ready."

The green light came on, and the motorcycle drove out like an arrow off the string.

Police Station, Forensic Forensics Division.

"Shoe covers, hats, masks, what else?" Little C was busy packing things, "Tape measure, thermometer, tweezers."

"Little C, are all the boxes packed?" Qiao Lier urged as soon as he stepped through the door.

"It should be cleaned up." Little C wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What is supposed to be? Isn't it ready?" Qiao Lier frowned, "Have you put in the physiological saline, cotton swabs, syringes, evidence bags, test tubes, and test strips?"

"It seems to have been released." Little C stuck out his tongue.

"It seems?" Qiao Lier was about to check the box once, when Yu Zheng's ecstatic voice sounded outside the door, "Why haven't you two set off yet? Hurry up!"

"Go! Don't check." Zhang Yi put Qiao Lier's shoulders on his shoulders, "You have to give the newcomer confidence and trust others."

Little C struggled to lift the big box weighing forty catties.

Qiao Lier saw it, and just opened his mouth to say something, but Zhang Yi pinched his face: "Don't whine, act like a woman."

"What nonsense!" Qiao Lier slapped his hands off, and walked up to Little C to take the box in three steps at a time, "I see that she can't carry the box on her back."

"GO, GO~" Yu Zheng drove the three of them out like ducks: "The car is already waiting for you downstairs."

Zhang Yi glanced at Yu Zheng, and said to Qiao Lier in a low voice: "What kind of medicine did this guy take wrongly, and he actually urged us."

Qiao Lier shrugged his shoulders, "The new official takes office three fires, Director Yu should put on a show too!"

Linjiang Avenue.

"Hey, aren't you dazzled?" Zhang Yi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pointed to the opposite side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Lier, who was sitting in the back seat, asked. "Look~ the sun comes out from the west."

Qiao Lier looked in the direction of his finger, several police cars had already parked there, and Zhang Han was taking notes with the neighbors at the scene of the incident.

"The criminal police team, which is always three times slower, actually arrived earlier than us this time." Qiao Lier saw the person on the balcony through the car, "Judge."

"Ah!" Little C put his head close to the car window, with a curious expression on his face: "Which one is?"

"Little C, what are you in a hurry for!" Zhang Yi stretched, "We'll meet him later."

The car stopped outside the cordon, and the onlookers stood in twos and threes.

Zhang Yi and Qiao Lier carried the boxes and crossed the cordon, and Little C trotted to follow: "Master, do you think you are very cool?"

"I think we are very Osama bin Laden." Zhang Yi twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Here~" Qiao Lier handed over the rag.

"Why? This is for 'salted fish'." (PS: salted fish refers to dead bodies)

"How can you look like Osama bin Laden without Baotou?"

"Pfft~" Little C couldn't help laughing, and Zhang Yi gave him a hard look.

The scene of the crime, Room 501 of Yunhai Apartment.

"Shitou, where's your boss?" Zhang Yi patted Li Shi who was standing in the corridor.

"Don't pat the shoulder, just bet on the Champions League." Li Shi pointed his thumb outward, "He's inside."

The person standing on the balcony was looking at the road surveillance camera installed on the sidewalk. He was slender, with a black shirt with sleeves rolled up, light blue jeans, short and shredded forehead hair, and narrow eyes slightly raised.

"Liu Hua, ask the traffic police brigade for this Sky Eye video."

"I know, I'll do it right away." Liu Hua reminded, "Captain, the forensic doctor is here."

The man walked towards them and introduced himself, "Zhao Jiefei, captain of the criminal police team."

"Qiao Lier, in charge of forensic pathology." Qiao Lier pointed to the people around him, "Zhang Yi, forensic evidence."

"The body is in the bedroom, hanged." Zhao Jiefei led Qiao Lier into the room.

In the upper middle of the bedroom, a woman's body was hung in the air by a hemp rope around her neck on an iron hook, and there was an overturned wooden chair on the floor.

"Little C, take a picture." Qiao Lier walked around the corpse, looked up and observed carefully, "Put the corpse down."

Several criminal policemen worked together to lay the female body flat on the ground.

"Gloves." Qiao Lier, who was half squatting on the ground, stretched out his hand towards Little C.

"Master, wait a moment." Little C kept flipping through the box.

"What's the matter?" Qiao Lier was a little impatient.

"Okay, I seem to have forgotten to put it in." Little C muttered in a low voice.

Ma Xingtian was in a hurry, Qiao Lier could only bite the bullet and do the autopsy without gloves.

"Wait, use mine." Zhao Jiefei took off his gloves, "I haven't done a poison reaction test yet, although the possibility is very slim, but it's better to be careful."

"how about you?"

"I arrived earlier than you, and I have checked everything that needs to be checked, and I am waiting for the identification of you two."

"Sorry." Qiao Lier took the gloves and put them on.

"You are not late, I am early." Zhao Jiefei squatted beside Qiao Lier to watch his autopsy.

"Measure the liver temperature." Qiao Lier reached out and took the scalpel from Little C, opened a hole in the liver of the corpse, and put in the thermometer, "30 degrees."

Little C took out his notebook and quickly recorded it.

Qiao Lier touched the corpse from head to toe with both hands, "The rigor has not reached the whole body." Then he tilted the deceased back slightly, two purple-red spots of different shades appeared on the skin of the neck, "There are corpse spots on the neck. "

"The estimated time of death was seven hours ago."

"About one o'clock in the morning." Zhao Jiefei stood up, "Stone, has the identity of the deceased been found?"

"I found it, and the information will be brought to you immediately."

"After doing some more tests later, I'll take the body back for autopsy." Qiao Lier also stood up.

"Can the autopsy report be released within today?"

"Yes." Qiao Lier nodded.

"We'll have a meeting after the report is out." Zhao Jiefei patted him on the shoulder, "Then you go to work first!"

Under the shadowless lamp, a cold female corpse lay on the operating table. Qiao Lier had already changed into the surgical gown, mask and gloves.

"Master, I heard from the teacher at school that you should not wear a mask during the on-site autopsy, so that you can find out the cause of death by distinguishing the smell at the scene." Little C was holding a notebook beside him.

"Fart!" Zhang Yi, who was doing chemical analysis at the side, interrupted her, "Next time carbon monoxide poisoning, let those pedants go to the scene."

"Little C, this is the difference between theory and practice." Qiao Lier picked up the scalpel and prepared to dissect. "Gender female, age about 25 years old, height 158cm, weight 48KG."

"There are corpse plaques on the neck, and the cable groove is between the hyoid bone and the thyroid cartilage." After bloodletting, a sharp knife opened an opening in the neck of the corpse. There may be a transverse laceration of the intima under the furrow, and the greater horn of the hyoid bone and the upper horn of the thyroid cartilage may be fractured."

"The cause of death was mechanical asphyxiation, and the body surface was slightly damaged." Qiao Lier ordered Little C: "Give me the camera."

Qiao Lier used a camera to remove the dander from the nails of the deceased, "I will do a DNA comparison for Yixiu to see if it belongs to the deceased."

"Hanged to death, but..." Qiao Lier turned his head and looked thoughtfully at the corpse spot on his neck.

Putting on the sterile gown, Zhang Han stepped on the pedal of the dissection room door, and the door opened slowly and automatically.

"Yoxi, why are you here?" Zhang put the hemp rope used for hanging his neck into the laser fingerprint detector for scanning.

Zhang Han stood behind him with folded arms, "Boss asked if your report is ready."

"Qiao Qiao, it's against the sky!" Zhang Yi put on his glasses and analyzed the light waves and said, "The gang of criminal investigators are actually urging us."

"In the past, we urged them, but this time it's the other way around~" Qiao Lier used a scalpel to open the upper abdomen of the deceased, and looked back at Zhang Han: "Are you interested in coming over to have a look?"

"Who is afraid of whom?" Zhang Han put on his mask and walked to the edge of the dissecting table. A strong stench came over his face. As a senior criminal policeman, he still stood calmly.

"From the perspective of the degree of food digestion, the dinner before death was eaten around 08:30 in the evening. I ate tomato and beef rice. The beef is not easy to digest." Put the sticky stuff into a U-shaped disk: "Little C, take it to Ikkyu for a poison test."

"Ouch~" Zhang Han felt nauseous for a while.

"You don't eat tomato and beef rice too, do you?" Qiao Lier glanced at him.

"Unfortunately, as far as I know." Zhang extracted the pile of mushy things and put them into a gas chromatograph for analysis. "Tonight's meal in the dining hall is tomato beef rice."

"Let us know when you're done." Zhang Han had already slipped outside the door.

"No, go slowly~" Zhang Yi smiled so that his shoulders twitched, "Hee hee! I can't get used to our place after coming so many times."

"Still laughing, hurry up and get the report out, or the judge will not come next time, but Zhang Han."

"Maybe we can also scare him away." Zhang Yi winked at Little C: "I'm right, Little C!"

"Hmm, um~" Little C nodded his head in agreement.

"Give up! I heard from my brother that the judge once played a 3D puzzle with him for three days and three nights." Qiao Lier propped up the dead man's legs.

"Master, what is a 3D puzzle of broken corpses?"

"It's just to crush you into minced meat, and then reassemble it into a human form." Qiao Lier inspected the lower body of the deceased with an endoscope, and scraped the residual fluid from the vagina: "I had sex before I was alive, so I will check it soon." See if there is any semen."

"Qiao Qiao, don't bring someone who scares newcomers like this." Zhang Yi glanced at the little C who was a little scared, and walked over to take the sample.

"How can we not stand the scare in our line of business?"

"Qiao Qiao, you look like an angel, but you have a devil inside. No wonder you can't find a girlfriend now."

"Will it hurt me?" Qiao Lier shook his head to relieve the pain in his neck caused by fatigue, "What about you? You haven't been single all the time."

"Okay, if we both reach the age of 60..."

"Stop, I've worked with you for so many years, and you still don't want to let me go when you retire!" Qiao Lier walked to the locker room, "I'm done here, go take a shower first."