Free Web NovelChapter 134: Chapter 133 Such a Dog’s Blood_1
"The deceased had abrasions on the outer side of the right elbow and palm, and a separate contusion injury on the head, which was located behind the right ear in the temporal area, forming a C-shaped pattern, causing a skull fracture and corresponding cranial brain damage. The facial bone fractures were severe, and based on morphological analysis, they were likely caused by the impact of a broken lamppost.
The ribs and sternum were fractured, and below the thoracic vertebrae, the body was cut in half by a steel plate less than two centimeters thick, forming a steering-wheel-shaped fracture surface on the front. The kneecap flipped upwards, breaking the femur, tibia, and fibula." frёewebnoѵēl.com
After saying this, Liu Yongxin helped Zhou Ning position the upper half of the corpse, handing him the scalpel with one hand and holding the shield with the other. Zhou Ning knew that as soon as Liu Yongxin let go, it would be a scene of leakage.
Concentrating, Zhou Ning began the autopsy.
No external injuries or subcutaneous bleeding were found on the neck of the deceased, and the broken sternum and ribs were removed one by one, which saved the step of cutting out the ribs and sternum. After cleaning up, the heart was removed and placed on a plate to the side, then Zhou Ning removed the upper part of the esophagus and stomach.
The two plates were pushed in front of Sun Gaotie.
"Sample the blood from inside the heart and the stomach contents, remember to take several portions."
Sun Gaotie was originally very nervous, but upon hearing the last few words, he became somewhat stunned, and the plural form made him lose his ability to judge instantly.
"Huh? Take several portions? How many is that?"
Mr. Zhao lifted his eyes from behind the camera and glared at Sun Gaotie, though he kept his voice very low.
"Do what you’re told, why so much talk? Take all the blood from inside the heart, and as for the stomach contents, five portions should be enough, more you might not need, less and it’s not enough, understand?"
Sun Gaotie quickly shut up, and only then remembered the task of recording; he moved the tray slightly to take careful samples. Mr. Zhao watched him closely, fearing mistakes.
Zhou Ning didn’t watch; the more the intern watched, the more nervous they became. Compared to his own performance during his internship, Sun Gaotie was doing much better, he was just lacking in practical opportunities.
The autopsy of the upper half of the body was completed. Liu Yongxin was stitching up, so Zhou Ning quickly cleaned up the lower half of the body, and during it, he glanced at the victim’s stomach contents. He could see some chunky matter, as well as chyme and some fresh blood.
Gastric bleeding; this surprised Zhou Ning, who quickly examined closely and found some ulcers and extensive atrophy in the stomach, though no tumors were found.
The chunky matter in the chyme was easy to identify — shredded spicy vegetables, fried dough sticks with tofu pudding, also known as salty tofu flower in the South — and maintaining this state of digestion meant the time of death was within half an hour to an hour after the meal.
Zhou Ning’s hands kept moving. With the victim’s age determined, there was no need to take the pubic symphysis. After checking the reproductive organs and the remaining organs in the abdominal cavity, Zhou Ning paused when he saw the condition of the intestines.
The victim’s intestines were full of mucus, with dark coffee-colored patches and ulcerated bleeding spots throughout. Zhou Ning took a section of the sample and then examined the victim’s esophagus and stomach, finding two areas of perforation.
After taking samples from the lungs and liver, Liu Yongxin helped with the stitching, and Zhou Ning moved on to the head of the deceased, the most critical examination saved for last. Zhou Ning inhaled deeply and made a circumferential incision, then peeled it back, just having completed this action.
Sun Gaotie darted out, and Zhou Ning knew the guy just couldn’t take it anymore. Liu Yongxin’s shoulders shook with a chuckle, after all, old forensic doctors like to tease the newcomers, but Zhou Ning didn’t overthink it.
He kicked the closed-eyed Mr. Zhao, who then opened his eyes to look at the skull on the dissection table, shuddered for a moment, but quickly moved closer.
Liu Yongxin grabbed the LED magnifying lamp from Zhou Ning and intently observed the fracture area of the victim’s face, seeing that the bones inside were really shattered into slag, all indented inwards. The more he looked, the tighter he furrowed his brow.
"The range of the fracture is larger than the diameter of the lamppost, and here, above the eyebrow bone, it doesn’t seem to be caused by a single impact."
Zhou Ning nodded.
"Yes, but the traces of the fracture at this location are too shattered to analyze the direction of the impact force. We need that lamppost to compare the traces, and we have to wait for the laboratory results. There are several issues with the deceased’s digestive tract, and I’m not sure if he suffered from a major illness."
"If there is a major illness, does that increase the likelihood of suicide or induced suicide?"
Zhou Ning very much agreed with Liu Yongxin’s judgment. In Yinlang City, there had been people who asked friends for help to carry out their own suicidal acts, and although they left wills, according to Hua Country’s laws, such acts are illegal and not recognized.
"This judgment, we’ll have to see Mr. Xia and their animation simulation, after all, there were multiple impacts, and if the number of fractures and injuries increases, that is also possible."
Liu Yongxin nodded towards Zhou Ning, who then stripped off his gloves and turned off the recording equipment.
"That’s it for the autopsy, not much valuable information, have to wait for that animation simulation, after all, Mr. Qu and Mr. Xia study mechanics and structural studies every day, I don’t understand."
"Thank you, Master, for helping me!"
Liu Yongxin waved his hand, already starting to tear off his disposable isolation suit. Xu Dayuan was unhappy about it and came closer.
"I say, you and your apprentice are like talking in riddles. What information is there exactly? I’ve only noted down a few sentences, all about the shape of the wound and the location of fractures. You can deduce the time of death, right?"
"After cutting open the vehicle, we measured the deceased’s rectal temperature. Through calculation, the time of death is estimated to be between 7:00 and 8:00 in the morning. You can use this time period to try and find nearby surveillance, looking for pedestrians and vehicles that passed by at that time, to see if anyone had stopped.
As for the accident vehicle, we need to wait until the animation simulation is out. We will further carefully inspect. The impact was so fierce, and the car door was severely damaged. There’s no sign of it being opened, so the deceased’s leg must have been fixed at the accelerator position, and it’s not easy to do that without leaving any traces."
Xu Dayuan waved his hand.
"Don’t worry, I’m not rushing you. Just let me know if you have any news. I’ll go to the traffic police team first, then check if the tasks I arranged earlier are done. But Zhou Xiaozhou’s animation simulation, can it truly analyze the accident process?"
Liu Yongxin crossed his arms, his face expressionless.
"This software and its suggestions for simulation are all concepts from my apprentice’s mind. He hasn’t participated in the software design, so if you ask him, he won’t know either. Wait until tomorrow when it’s ready, and then you can have a look."
Xu Dayuan gritted his teeth. Liu Yongxin, ever since going to Qindao University, speaks with a different kind of confidence. Here he has such an outstanding apprentice, and looking at his smug face, it’s indeed quite frustrating.
"I’m leaving, or I’ll just get more upset."
Xu Dayuan left, and Mr. Zhao eagerly went to send the samples, while Sun Gaotie pushed the body to the cold storage room. Now only Zhou Ning and Liu Yongxin were left in the autopsy room.
"Do you regret it, saying that extra sentence and getting yourself involved?"
Zhou Ning shook his head and smiled at Liu Yongxin. If this question had been asked last year, he definitely would have said yes.
"No regrets. I think if you send any forensic doctor to examine carefully, they would also find the traces of the fracture on the temporal bone. I’m just worried about the case. The surveillance footage is a white fog. We can’t fix that with software.
The victim’s breakfast wasn’t lavish but obviously either eaten out or bought and eaten at home. And the accident happened right after. We have to wait for Xu Da’s investigation results. If a suicide note or some medical examination information is found at home, maybe the nature of the case will change."
Liu Yongxin pushed up his reading glasses and nodded with understanding.
"Severe bleeding in the digestive tract, along with extensive ulcers. Such a serious condition resembles the symptoms of intestinal or esophageal cancer, but no obvious lesions were found during the autopsy. This is contradictory; could it be a metastasis?"
"Yes, that’s the question I had. Let’s go upstairs. I’ll organize the findings from the autopsy and send them to Xu Da."
The group went upstairs. Mr. Pang was still not finished, not because of the speed, but because the deceased’s family started fighting right outside the technical department. Mr. Zhao stood by the window, livestreaming the whole process.
"Wow, it’s like a full-blown martial arts drama! That young daughter-in-law has real fighting spirit. Those three over there didn’t stand a chance against her. Zhou Xiaozhou, you guys should come and see."
Zhou Ning glanced over but didn’t pay much attention, opening a document to start summarizing the issues found during the autopsy.
Liu Yongxin, however, joined in, leaning over the window to take a glance.
"A mistress causing trouble?"
Mr. Zhao shook his head and took a sip of water, speaking with relish:
"The young daughter-in-law is the current wife, and the older woman is the ex-wife. The young man is the deceased’s son, and the older man is the ex-father-in-law. Like you, I thought it was a mistress replacing the original wife, but after listening for a while, it’s not like that at all.
The young daughter-in-law’s family comes from money, with more than thirty seafront properties in the city center. They took a liking to this driver who drives a Jeep. She helped breathe new life into his bankrupt company, and it started to pick up a bit.
However, the ex-wife who abandoned him came looking for him with her whole family from Yan City, staying in one of the daughter-in-law’s apartments. As soon as the news of the deceased’s death came, they followed, with the son claiming his father’s enterprise is now his."
Liu Yongxin was taken aback, his face filled with disbelief.
"Is it really this melodramatic?"
