Dark Light Chaser.

Chapter 234 Re-examination of the Corpse
"Judging solely from the wounds, the disguised hermit's actions were already quite successful."

Tian Hao stroked his chin and pondered for a while: "But we can't completely rule out the possibility that the hermit has formed a team after five years of silence."

"What's the difference between saying that and not saying anything at all..."

Jin Pingan couldn't help but complain, "Just list all the possibilities, and if you guess one right, you're in the right."

"You boy."

Tian Hao vigorously rubbed Jin Ping'an's dog head: "That's called considering the problem from all angles."

Reasoning is one thing, but everything must still be based on facts.

Although the killer's face was covered.

However, the other two did not try to conceal their faces at all.

It's not that they were careless.

Because they avoided all surveillance equipment before committing the murder.

No one could have imagined that there was a guy named Jin Ping'an who could travel back in time and had top-notch drawing skills.

You can see the entire incident in its entirety.

They can even draw their faces perfectly.

for example.

Your phone received a warning that someone is trying to ambush you at the entrance of your residential compound, and you should be careful.

You believed it and made full preparations.

Not only did he put on stab-proof clothing and carry a baton, but he also called on a bunch of his brothers.

A group of people arrived at the entrance of the residential area with great pride and high spirits.

Then you see a guy with his arms crossed, eyes glowing red, wearing a blue bodysuit, a red cape, and an "S" on his chest, floating in mid-air waiting for you.

Even more outrageous, after seeing you, he pulled out a glove studded with six gemstones from behind his back...

Faced with this kind of unreasonable, dimensional reduction attack, we must look back.

Any attempt to erase one's whereabouts is meaningless.

For example, even people of Ai Liang's and Qianmianren's caliber could alter other people's memories.

Gao Bin can also see the truth before it was modified through his extrasensory perception.

Moreover, Jin Ping'an's retrospection is more comprehensive than Gao Bin's extrasensory perception.

Unfortunately, his abilities were not long-lasting.

If it's more than five times a day, I'll just have to give up.

However, this does not negate the fact that the ability to trace back is very powerful.

Cases that Jin Pingan and Tian Hao previously handled together.

Basically, once the backtracking is initiated, the case can be closed immediately.

"finished!"

Jin Ping'an stopped drawing, and a quick sketch of the murder scene, with a clarity comparable to a photograph, appeared on the drawing board.

In the scene, a girl stands guard at the warehouse entrance.

The hooded man, who appeared to be a hermit, held a bloodstained dagger in his hand.

The man with the mustache stood next to the hooded man.

Lying before the two men was the deceased, who had already stopped breathing.

Jin Ping'an gave a general account of what he had recalled.

"There's not much you can see by looking back at the warehouse floor, except for the process of the hooded man bringing people in and slitting their throats."

To find out the identities of the other two, or their route of movement, we'll probably need to look back at the bodies.

Tian Hao looked at the painting, trying to find some clues within it.

"Is the murder weapon a short knife? That's what we predicted... Could you draw the short knife in its entirety? I want to see if it has any distinctive features, like a logo or brand mark."

Tian Hao pointed to the short knife in the hooded man's hand on the drawing paper and said.

"So it seems there's something unusual about this dagger."

With Tian Hao's prompting, Jin Ping'an recalled some details of the hooded man's killing: "The warehouse was very dark at the time, and the only source of light was the mustachioed man's flashlight, but the blade of the short knife did not reflect light."

Was a protective coating applied?

I'll ask the forensic doctor later if they extracted any special substances from the wound.

Tian Hao thought to himself.

"This short knife doesn't have any distinctive features, but it looks a bit strange. Its blade isn't embedded in the hilt; it's as if the hilt and blade are a single, integrated piece."

Jin Pingan added, "And I also saw a similar pattern on the blade."

"Pattern?"

Tian Hao asked.

"It's not really a pattern, it's more like fingerprints or tree rings."

As Jin Ping'an spoke, he picked up a paintbrush and quickly drew the short sword.

Tian Hao also took a picture of the painting of the short sword, intending to look for it himself later.

As for such an important clue, why not let the criminal investigation team help find it?

A skilled criminal profiler can uncover a killer's motives and even perfectly reconstruct the crime process and the killer's psychological state.

But if even every detail on the surface of the murder weapon could be drawn clearly.

Then the criminal investigation team should also include the profiler in the list of criminal suspects.

The motive for the crime, what style and color of clothes the perpetrator would wear during the crime—these speculations are at least grounded in psychology.

Even if crime prediction is a bit too uncanny, it still falls within the realm of science.

However, if you can clearly describe how many loose threads are on your clothes or how many nose hairs are sticking out of your nostrils...

This is entering the realm of metaphysics.

On the surface, Jin Ping'an is a profiling genius who is extremely proficient in criminal psychology, which is why he was recruited as an advisor by the criminal investigation team.

Remember, his persona is that of a profiling genius who is an expert in criminal psychology.

Instead of fortune tellers who can predict the past and present with a simple calculation.

"Why think so much? Just take me back and trace the body back, then we'll know the whole story."

Jin Ping'an's thinking remains as simple and crude as ever.

With the help of retrospection, he certainly had the right to be straightforward.

Retrospection is to solving a case what a cheat code is to a hack-and-slash game.

With invincibility and instant kill enabled, and all stats maxed out, there's no enemy I can't defeat.

Tian Hao, deep in thought, did not rush to take Jin Ping'an back.

"Don't forget, even if I know the reason, I still need to fabricate a plausible investigation process for you, otherwise how can I explain the source of these clues?"

"Walk and think, walk and think."

Jin Ping'an urged loudly from the side.

He held the drawing board in one hand and pushed Tian Hao's back with the other: "Once we finish tracing the body, we'll have more clues. The more we know, the easier it will be to connect the clues, right?"

"Okay, okay, stop pushing it!"

"Tian Hao said impatiently."

That's the logic, but after the kidnapping case orchestrated by Hu Yingshao...

Tian Hao did not want to drag Jin Ping'an into the hermit's mess again.

If Shih Hung-fang hadn't specifically requested that Chin Ping-an come to assist with the investigation, he wouldn't have actually notified Chin Ping-an to come to the crime scene.

As for why they didn't find an excuse to send Jin Ping'an away...

Once this kid gets to the crime scene, he'll definitely use the time-lapse feature; no amount of persuasion will work.

Otherwise, with his logical thinking ability, could he draw a profile just by reasoning and observation?
psychology?
Jin Ping'an doesn't understand psychology at all.

Even if Jin Ping'an were to learn it now, it wouldn't be of any use, given his intelligence.

One of the teachers and students has to go crazy, and it's highly likely to be the teacher.

Led by Tian Hao, the two crossed the cordon and got into the police car.

An hour and a half later, the criminal investigation team arrived.

Where is Captain Shi?

After getting off the bus and arriving at the office, Tian Hao ran into Jiang Kaiji and casually asked about Shi Hongfang's whereabouts.

Jiang Kaiji was holding a stack of documents: "Team Leader Shi? He left the team an hour ago and I don't know where he went. Maybe he went to pull some strings. After all, firing a warning shot is not a trivial matter."

Tian Hao did not question it, even if Shi Hongfang's family could suppress the news.

You should personally visit the person who helped you and express your gratitude in person.

Otherwise, if someone helps you, and you give them a sour look and refuse to see them, that's not a good sign.

He acted like he was treating people like subordinates.

Next time something happens, even if others have to come to help in order to gain the support of the Shi family, or because they are under pressure,

They must be unhappy about it.

This is human nature.

No one wants to help someone who doesn't know how to be grateful, even if the so-called gratitude is just for show.

Tian Hao changed the subject: "Has the autopsy been completed?"

"It should be over by now. I just saw Captain Shi leave the appraisal center not long ago with a report in his hand."

Jiang Kaiji recalled.

Tian Hao nodded, then looked at the documents in Jiang Kaiji's hand.

Jiang Kaiji noticed Tian Hao's gaze and spoke up: "These are all materials about the Hermits, most of which are files that Captain Shi obtained from Nevada City."

A small portion is an analysis of the personality and behavioral patterns of hermits.

Team Leader Shi plans to have us read through all the documents. There are so many files; I don't know how long it will take..."

Jiang Kaiji couldn't help but complain, "It's still uncertain whether the murderer this time is that throat-slitting maniac."

"If there's a possibility, we should give it a try. You know how obsessed Captain Shi is with hermits."

Tian Hao patted Jiang Kaiji on the shoulder: "Do a good job."

"Hey, after saying all that, can't you lend a hand?"

"I still need to go to the forensic center to see the autopsy results. Besides, it's not like you can't move this little thing."

Tian Hao grabbed Jin Ping'an and ran off in a flash.

All that was left was Jiang Kaiji, clutching the documents and muttering curses.

The forensic identification center in Qianhua City is located behind the criminal police station.

Walk along the corridor for about five minutes, and you'll see the building of the testing center.

Tian Hao had been a criminal investigator for over ten years and was a regular here.

He led Jin Ping'an straight to Han Wenshan's office.

Tian Hao originally planned to go straight to the dissection room.

However, considering that several hours had passed since the deceased was brought in, the autopsy had probably already been completed.

Tian Hao decided to greet Han Wenshan first.

If the body has already been collected, then please have this old forensic doctor pull it out again so that Jin Ping'an can touch it.

Tian Hao, familiar with the place, arrived at Han Wenshan's office.

Boom, boom, boom.

"come in."

Tian Hao cut to the chase and asked, "Old Han, what about the body that was brought over this morning..."

"The autopsy is complete, and the report has been taken by your team leader, Shi."

Han Wenshan picked up the landline and dialed Xu Cheng's number: "Someone wants to see the body. Get ready."

After giving Xu Cheng his instructions, Han Wenshan brought out two cups of tea.

"Xiao Xu can't leave right now, why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea while we wait?"

Compared to Tian Hao's restraint, Jin Ping'an appeared very casual.

He casually walked over to the desk, sat down, picked up his teacup, and took a big sip.

"The tea brewed by Grandpa Han is as delicious as ever."

Tian Hao also picked up his teacup and took a small sip.

It tastes exactly the same as other teas on the market, with nothing particularly special about it.

Let alone compare it to the tea in a teahouse.

It's just a bit stronger in flavor than the free tea in some snack shops.

It's not tasty at all.

Tian Hao sat down next to Jin Ping'an, and couldn't help but glance at him, remembering what he had just said.

Well, you little rascal, even you with your thick eyebrows and big eyes can flatter people now.

"If you have a sensitive stomach, drink less."

Han Wenshan also picked up his teacup: "Drinking tea on an empty stomach is bad for your stomach."

The fact that Jin Ping'an's cardia was torn was known to almost everyone in the criminal investigation team.

After all, when he spat out a mouthful of blood, everyone was startled.

When everyone rushed him to the hospital, they discovered it was just a tear in the esophageal sphincter.

I can't even begin to describe how speechless I am.

After this story spread, it caused quite a few laughs.

Many people joked that Tian Hao couldn't even distinguish between esophageal bleeding and internal organ bleeding.

"It's bad for my stomach, Mr. Han, you shouldn't have poured me tea."

Jin Pingan replied casually.

He likes to argue about everything, no matter what it is.

Hearing this, Tian Hao, who was standing next to him, felt his eyelids twitch.

Jin Ping'an is a real rascal; he dares to talk like that to anyone.

You have to understand, Han Wenshan is someone even Captain Shi treats with utmost care.

If the old man gets upset, Jin Ping'an won't have an easy time in the future.

Han Wenshan didn't react to Jin Ping'an's sarcastic remark, but just laughed and scolded, "You kid, I'm not pouring tea for you to drink like water. Tea is meant to be savored."

Old Han has quite the thick skin; doesn't he even know the quality of the tea he brews?

Tian Hao thought to himself.

But on the surface, he still pretended that it tasted really good and licked the rim of the glass.

Children have special privileges in front of the elderly.

If Tian Hao were to speak like Jin Ping'an, he would be ungrateful...

Unlike Hiroshi Wada, who only licked the cup once every few seconds, Wada's attitude was different.

With each sip Jin Ping'an took, a noticeable drop in water level could be seen.

Previously, it wasn't that Jin Ping'an was deliberately flattering him; he genuinely liked the tea brewed by Han Wenshan.

Every time I finish drinking it, it's like I've been given a buff that grants me holy light.

I feel incredibly comfortable, both physically and mentally.

Unfortunately, Xu Cheng's phone call meant I couldn't have a second drink.

After saying goodbye to Han Wenshan, the two found Xu Cheng near the dissection room.

"Old Tian, ​​Ping An, you've come to check on the corpse again?"

Xu Cheng greeted the two of them.

Jin Ping'an felt a chill run down his spine: "Brother Xu, could you please stop describing us like perverts who like to look at corpses? Besides, you've seen far more corpses than we have!"

Xu Cheng sighed with a wry smile: "That's for work purposes. I do hope that fewer bodies will be sent here."

Upon hearing this, Jin Ping'an awkwardly stopped smiling.

"I actually hope there will be fewer victims..."

Xu Cheng looked at Jin Ping'an in surprise: "What I mean is, can you hire more people? It's tiring to dissect corpses every day."

Damn it! Give me back my feelings of being touched!

Despite the commotion, the important business still needs to be done.

Xu Cheng opened the autopsy door and pulled the deceased's body out of the morgue.

I also handed the pathology report to the two of them.

(End of this chapter)