L.A.W.

The conference room of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.

On the oval table, at the end is Yu Zheng, next to him is Zhao Jiefei, the members of the criminal police team and the forensic doctor sit down in order, and the light of the projector hits the screen.

"Let's have a meeting when everyone is ready!" Yu Zheng had his signature smile on his face.

"It's still a rest." Liu Hua looked at the people present.

"Come on! I'm coming!" Zhang Yi appeared at the door of the conference room in a splendid manner.

"Zhengzheng, are you cooking salted fish head vegetable soup again today? You just drank it yesterday." Li Shi sniffed his nose. After what he said, everyone also noticed that there was a faint smell in the air. .

"No way~" Yu Zheng squinted at Li Shi: "How can someone like me cook the same soup for two days in a row? Today I cook watercress and pork bone soup."

"Could it be that you made salted fish and eggplant stew?" Zhang Han distributed materials and reports to everyone.

"Why do I smell like stinky tofu?" Liu Hua, who always hated the smell, covered his nose.

Qiao Lier took a peek at the embarrassed Zhang Yi beside him, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"You don't need to guess, it's me!" Zhang Yi raised his head and raised his hand, "I haven't taken a shower yet~"

"My dear!" Yu Zheng clutched his chest: "Is your forensic department swollen, and you ran here without taking a shower after the autopsy?"

"I'm KAO, it's not that your criminal police team is always urging you!" Zhang Yi gave Qiao Lier a hard look: "And this thing took up the bathroom for an hour and didn't come out, so I didn't have time to wash."

"Cough~" Zhao Jiefei coughed twice, and everyone just woke up and fell silent.

"Let's wash it later!" Zhao Jiefei signaled Zhen Liang to open the window: "It's enough to let the air in."

"Let's start!" Zhao Jiefei opened the report, "Li Shi, tell me first."

"The deceased, named Wang Qingyi, 24 years old, 158cm tall, 48kg in weight, engaged in public relations work in the Beauty Hotel." A photo of the crime scene was projected on the screen, and Li Shi continued: "The doors and windows were not damaged. , the deceased was found hanged on the iron hook hanging the fan by the part-time worker who came to clean at 8 o'clock this morning."

"The fact that the doors and windows are not damaged can only mean that the crime was not a violent burglary. It is impossible to determine whether it was a suicide. It is possible that the deceased and the suspect were acquainted." Zhao Jiefei looked up at Zhang Yi. "Forensic evidence, please tell me about the analysis of fingerprints and DNA."

"The fingerprints of many people were taken out of the water cups and table covers at the scene." Zhang Yi pointed to the rope sealed in the evidence bag, "Only this, only the fingerprints of the deceased."

"Liu Hua, what's the result of Tianyan's video?" Zhao Jiefei turned his gaze to Liu Hua.

"The traffic police brigade replied that the sky eye was broken a few days ago." Liu Hua replied, "It hasn't been repaired yet."

"The cause of death of the deceased?" Zhao Jiefei looked up at the photo of the corpse on the screen.

"Death from mechanical asphyxiation. Slight injuries were found on the body surface. After analysis, the skin flakes from the nail crevices belonged to the deceased." Qiao Lier picked up the rope: "We did a trace matching comparison, and the deceased was indeed hanged with this rope. dead."

"There are two types of hanging death, voluntary hanging, and involuntary homicide." Zhao Jiefei leaned on the back of the chair, turning the pen in his hand, seemingly carelessly.

"I think he killed him?" Zhen Liang answered first: "You only scratch yourself when you struggle."

"Not necessarily." Qiao Lier explained, "People will instinctively struggle when they hang themselves and are about to die."

Zhao Jiefei nodded in agreement.

Qiao Lier continued: "Analyses of gastric juice residues and data from liver temperature measurements confirm that the time of death of the deceased was from 01 am to 30:[-]. The deceased had sex before his death, and no semen was found in the analysis of vaginal residues. "

"But we didn't find a condom at the scene." Zhang Han thought for a while: "But it is also possible that the deceased had taken out the garbage, because sanitation workers would go to the corridor to collect garbage every morning at 7 o'clock."

"I think this is a case of hanging himself." Li Shi was the first to express his opinion. "The doors and windows were not damaged, which means that no one broke in violently. We investigated the working environment of the deceased. She had sex with many men, and she was addicted to gambling. I recently owed 12 gambling debts in Macau."

"I agree with Li Shi's point of view." Zhang Han raised his hand in support.

"Brother, thank you!" Li Shi lowered his voice and said in Zhang Han's ear: "If it is confirmed that it was suicide and not murder, we can call it a day and go back to watch the Champions League final."

"I also bet on Bayern to win." Zhang Yi leaned over and whispered.

"Do you have any other opinions?" Zhao Jiefei looked around at the other criminal investigators, "Do you all agree with him?"

"Hmm~" Everyone nodded.

"It's over? The case is closed?" Yu Zheng, who had been dozing off, woke up like a dream. "I made watercress and pork bone soup, and everyone will go back to watch the European Champions Cup after drinking."

"Wait a minute." Zhao Jiefei sat up straight, enlarged the photo on the screen, and took a close-up of the neck of the deceased: "The forensic autopsy report mentioned that there were two marks on the neck, one was darker and the other was shallower. Which one?"

"The deep one." Qiao Lier replied.

"Isn't anyone questioning this?" Zhao Jiefei looked around at the people present, his cold eyes made people tremble, "Why are there two rope ditches?"

Everyone was silent, and after a while, Li Shi mustered up his courage and said, "I think it's possible that the deceased struggled while hanging himself, resulting in two traces, and no fingerprints of other people were found on the rope."

"If you wear gloves when committing a crime, you won't leave fingerprints. Is it your first day as a criminal police officer? If so, both traces should be upward." Zhao Jiefei interrupted him: "Now the deep one is upward, and the shallow one is upward." Afterwards, my inference is that he was strangled first and then hanged, creating the illusion of suicide."

"There is indeed this possibility." Qiao Lier agreed with his point of view, and continued: "We can verify whether this hypothesis is true through body posture recovery."

"OH, MYGOD!" Zhang Yi covered his face with his hands and muttered, "My Champions League, my Bayern~"

"Zhang Yi, do you have any objections?" Zhao Jiefei looked at Zhang Yi with eagle-like eyes.

"I have no objection, I will fully cooperate with the criminal investigation team in investigating the case, and I will not change until death!" Zhang Yizhi swore.

Zhao Jiefei tapped the table with his fingertips: "Then do you want to build a chastity archway for you?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing "poof".

"Li Shi is in charge of finding out the people who are related to Wang Qingyi. Please come back for coffee tomorrow and ask them to provide time witnesses at the time of the incident." Zhao Jiefei turned his head to Zhang Yi: "Zhang Yi, you cooperate with Zhang Han to report the scene The fingerprints and the DNA extracted from the hair have been sorted out, and will be handed over to Li Shi for comparison with the suspect tomorrow."

"Received." The three accepted the task.

"Qiao Lier, I'll go with you to the Judicial Forensics Department to do a postural recovery analysis on the corpse." Zhao Jiefei stood up and looked at his watch, "It's already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, others can go back first, and I'll be on time at eight o'clock tomorrow return."

Zhao Jiefei patted Yu Zheng who was dozing off beside him, the corner of his mouth was still drooling: "Ju Yu, do you have anything to add, if not, the meeting will end."

"Huh?" Yu Zheng looked sleepy, "No, I have nothing to add~"

Qiao Lier had already flown with Zhao Jie to the forensic department.

"Do you want to drink the soup first before leaving?" Yu Zheng rubbed his face and wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, "Watercress clears heat and relieves heat."

"Go to hell!" Zhang Yi kicked him: "I have to work overtime, the fire is burning."

"Then I'll join you guys!" Yu Zheng flattened his mouth aggrievedly.

"Zhengzheng, you are not a beauty, Tang stays here." Li Shi raised his hand: "Go away~"

"The soup is in the electronic casserole in my office, scoop it up by myself, I'm really leaving!"

"Swipe away, don't take away a cloud." Zhang Han put Yu Zheng's shoulder: "Zheng Zheng, don't send it away!"

"My Champions League!" "My Bayern!" Li Shi and Zhang Yi beat their chests.

"Hurry up and get to work!" Zhang Han opened the file and prepared to sort it out, "Otherwise, I really have to work all night."

In the Judicial Forensics Division, Zhao Jiefei and Qiao Lier have already put on sterile gowns.

Zhao Jiefei walked to the dissection table, put on gloves and checked the neck of the deceased, "Help me up."

Qiao Lier stepped forward to lift the corpse up in a sitting position, Zhao Jiefei wrapped the rope around his neck from behind, and wiped the lighter groove with his fingertips, "Look, the position should be about the same."

"Hmm~" Qiao Lier nodded, "I'm going to make a holographic scan for it, and I'll simulate it on the computer later."

The corpse is slowly sent into the device, and the laser scans the whole body from the head, torso, and limbs to scan 360 degrees, and presents a 3D image on the computer screen.

Qiao Lier pulled a chair and sat beside him, Zhao Jiefei took off his gloves and tapped on the keyboard, "Assume that the deceased was strangled with a rope from behind."

The screen showed the [-]D portrait standing up, simulating the rope wrapping around the neck from behind, Qiao Lier pointed to the monitor: "Enlarge the neck and compare it with the cable ditch."

The screen displays: "Anastomose"

"Exactly." Zhao Jiefei touched his chin, "Since the direction is correct, we can also calculate the murderer's height from the angle of his arm."

"180cm?" Qiao Lier looked at Zhao Jiefei inquiringly.

"No." Zhao Jiefei shook his head, "You and I are both 180 cm. If we strangle her from behind, don't you think the position is too low and it's not easy?"

"Then try 170CM."

"Hmm~" Zhao Jiefei entered a series of data on the keyboard, and the computer simulated a three-dimensional image of the murderer strangling his neck with a rope from behind. "The height of 170 cm, the position of the hand is not right."

"Short!" Qiao Lier nodded, "Adjust to 175cm."

"This is more appropriate." Zhao Jiefei stood up from the chair, walked to the anatomy table, lowered his head again to check the cable groove on the neck of the deceased, "Little Qiao, come here."

"Any new discoveries?" Qiao Lier walked over.

"Look here, is there a difference in color?" Zhao Jiefei pointed to the shallower cable ditch.

"Well, the right side is slightly darker than the left side."

"Why?" Zhao Jiefei stomped back and forth.

"Understood." Qiao Lier snapped his fingers, "We can do an experiment."

"What experiment?"

"Captain Zhao, stretch out your arms."

Qiao Lier took out a piece of cloth from the drawer, crossed it around his arm, tightened it tightly and then loosened it, and a dark purple mark immediately appeared on Zhao Jiefei's arm.

"Look." Qiao Lier pointed at the marks, "Is there also color difference?"

"Different force points lead to different traces." Zhao Jiefei turned back to the dissection table, "The right side is deeper than the left side, which means that the murderer's left hand is stronger than his right hand."

"left handed."

"We can now narrow down the range of suspects to men, about 175cm tall, and left-handed." Zhao Jiefei put his hands behind his head, "We can investigate tomorrow when Li Shi finds the suspect."

"That's your business." Qiao Lier stretched, "My God! It's almost four o'clock in the morning."

"Go change clothes!" Zhao Jiefei patted him on the shoulder, "Do you want to eat supper?"

"Is this a midnight snack or breakfast?" Qiao Lier rubbed her abdomen: "I'm really hungry when I say it."

"Haven't you heard of McDull's famous saying? 'A regular meal is a fast food, a fast food is a lunch, and a lunch is a dinner'."

"Haha!" Qiao Lier patted Zhao Jiefei's chest, "Give me the car keys and I will take you to a good place."

"Okay, I'll eat whatever you eat." Zhao Jiefei threw the car key to him, "Catch it, don't speed."

"It's too much, and it's your detective team's account."

Zhao Jiefei made a gesture and squeezed his neck from behind.

Chevrolet quietly parked in front of a food stall by the river.

"Miss Boss, here's a catty of crayfish, a plate of fried rice noodles, and a fresh force." Qiao Lier poured some water into the cup and washed the dishes and chopsticks.

"Brother, take it easy." The proprietress, who is slightly fat, wiped the table casually with a greasy rag, and brought a plate of crayfish, a plate of fried rice noodles and beer.

"Here." Qiao Lier stuffed the disposable chopsticks into Zhao Jiefei's hands, "Let's eat! You're welcome, I invite you."

"You are a medical student, or a clinical forensic doctor, remember right?" Zhao Jiefei picked up a pinch of rice noodles.

"Well, why are you paying so much attention to me?" Qiao Lier blinked at him, "No way?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Jiefei squinted at him, "I have read the files of each of you, and I have a photographic memory."

"Then why don't you practice the Nine Yin Manual?" Qiao Lier worked hard to peel the crayfish's shell, "I'm a clinical transfer, what's the matter?"

"Don't you think these things are dirty? They are all raised in stinky ditch."

"Dirty? Well, it's a bit dirty." Qiao Lier didn't even let go of the juice on his fingertips, sucking his fingers.

"Then you still eat."

"It's delicious~" Qiao Lier looked sideways at Zhao Jiefei: "You really don't want to eat it?"

"Do you know what the ingredients of shrimp powder are?"

"I know, overdose of oxalic acid and antioxidants will cause muscle dissolution." Qiao Lier bumped Zhao Jiefei with his elbow: "It's okay to eat less."

Zhao Jiefei twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, "Food!"

"Let me tell you!" Qiao Lier approached him, "I used to dissect a homeless person. When I opened the stomach, the lungs inside were black, the stomach was perforated, and the fluid in the abdominal cavity was already smelly..."

"And then?" Zhao Jiefei ate and listened calmly, completely ignoring the restless couple at the next table.

"Later, I gave an autopsy to a department-level cadre. He paid great attention to health preservation during his life. He didn't eat unclean food, high-fat food, and unnutritious food. He didn't lack any nourishing food." Qiao Lier licked it. Lips, "Guess what?"

"What's the matter? Could it be that there are relics growing inside?" Zhao Jiefei took a sip of the cold beer.

"Pulmonary fibrosis, duodenal ulcer, kidney stones, liver cirrhosis..." Qiao Lier stuck out her tongue, "It's also a mess inside, some organs are all stuck together, it took us a long time to separate , you know the smell, hehe~"

"You want to say that tastes great!" Zhao Jiefei smiled.

"GOOD! That rancid smell lingers for three days, and it won't go away for a long time!" Qiao Lier snapped his fingers: "So it's said that there are a few times of happiness in life, and no matter how much you eat, you can't escape death anyway."

"Ugh~" The men and women at the next table couldn't take it anymore, "Boss, pay the bill~"

"Who are these people?" When the two left the table, they gave them a blank look.

"Hurry up and eat, you won't have to do business if you don't leave." Zhao Jiefei took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.