Department of Psychology Forensic

Chapter 20 Hair
City Bureau Forensic Center Office.

"This is your desk."

Cui Jun pointed to a clean desk and said, there are a total of eight desks in this small office, six of them are empty, and the other two belong to Cui Jun and Li Yanyan.

"Okay." Zhou Zheng nodded and sat down. There was nothing on the table.

"I have already applied to the logistics department, and I will install a computer for you tomorrow at the latest." Cui Jun continued.

"Thank you." Zhou Zheng looked at the desk, his face did not show too much excitement, and he was still thinking about Zhao Zhiyong's case in his heart.

"The work of the Forensic Medicine Center is very busy, and it is free if it is not busy." Cui Jun took a sip of tea from the teacup and said, "When you are busy, you don't have time to take a break. When you are free, you drink tea every day." Take a look at the computer and there is nothing to do."

"Yeah, I understand." Zhou Zheng nodded. The Forensic Medicine Center of the Municipal Bureau takes over the forensic work of the entire Jianghai City. With such a population base, things happen every day. Constantly witnessing the cruel side of society, it is even more of a duty to protect the dignity of the law.

"We are mainly responsible for the on-site inspection of murder cases, autopsy, on-site reconstruction analysis, cause of death identification, etc..." Cui Jun briefly introduced the work, and when he said this, he added: "There are also some grassroots forensic work. technical review."

"Is there no identification of injuries?" Zhou Zheng asked curiously. When he was studying forensic medicine, he understood that forensic medicine is not only for corpses, but also for identification of living people, such as injuries from fights or traffic accidents. Disability identification, burn and frostbite identification, etc. The results of such identification have legal effects and can be used for sentencing, industrial injury compensation, insurance claims and other related matters.

"Injury identification incidents and unnatural death incidents are handled by grass-roots forensic doctors. The City Bureau Forensic Medicine Center is mainly responsible for unnatural death cases. The difference between incidents and cases is only one word, but they are completely different in nature. This You understand." Cui Jun said.

"Well, I understand." Zhou Zheng nodded again, what is involved here is the knowledge points related to death.

Death is divided into natural death and unnatural death.

Natural death, also known as non-violent death, refers to death that conforms to the natural development of life and disease and is not disturbed by violent factors. It is divided into physiological death, that is, old age death, and pathological death, that is, disease death.

Unnatural death is violent death, which is the most common death encountered by forensic doctors!

However, unnatural deaths are not all cases.

Divided from the way of death, unnatural death can be divided into four types, suicide, homicide, accidental death, and unidentified death.

When grass-roots forensic doctors receive an inspection of unnatural death, they must first determine whether it is a murder case, that is, he killed it.

It is said that the murder case will be transferred to the Forensic Medicine Center of the Municipal Bureau for further examination. If it is not a murder case, the body will be handed over to the family members for processing.

With such a screening process, the work of the City Bureau Forensic Center can be greatly saved, and the consumption of police resources will also be reduced.

After Cui Jun explained, Zhou Zheng understood that the Forensic Medicine Center of the Municipal Bureau was responsible for the inspection of homicide cases. is a heavier responsibility.

……

After a while, several police officers in charge of logistics walked into the office of the forensic center with a brand new desktop computer in their arms. Under Cui Jun's command, they placed it on Zhou Zheng's desk and helped to debug the network connection.

When Zhou Zheng was using this computer, he could already access the internal network of the public security system. He began to continue to browse the surveillance video transmitted to the case information. Of course, he can only view the information of this case now. The case was not open to him for authorization.

"Still watching the surveillance!" Cui Jun looked at the computer screen and said.

"Yeah, I don't know why, I just feel that something is wrong, maybe I'm overthinking it, and there's nothing wrong now, let me look at it and feel at ease." Zhou Zheng said.

"There are still 5 minutes before I get off work. After returning home, I will have a good rest. The phone will be kept open at all times. Our forensic doctors must recharge their spirits." Cui Jun confessed.

"clear."

Zhou Zheng nodded and said so, his eyes were still focused on the computer video, he felt his eyes a little sore, he couldn't help stretching.

The nature of the work of the forensic department and the trace inspection department is similar, mainly to provide ideas and clues for the detection of the case, and the specific tasks related to the arrest and interrogation are still done by the front-line criminal police.

So even if Zhao Zhiyong's case is not solved, Zhou Zheng and the others have done everything they can, and they can go home from get off work.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

At this moment, Zhou Zheng's mobile phone on the table rang. He had already adjusted it to the vibration mode, but because the office was really quiet, there was a very loud noise.

Zhou Zheng hurriedly picked up the phone, saw the caller ID, which showed "fly", and connected the call.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zheng asked.

"I heard that you went to the City Bureau Forensic Medicine Center for an internship?" Zhang Ying's voice sounded from the other side of the phone.

"You are very well informed!" Zhou Zheng was surprised.

"That's right, don't look at who I am. It's time to get off work. My dad and I are waiting for you at the gate of the Municipal Bureau. Come down quickly, don't run into the traffic police and it will be considered a violation." Zhang Ying urged .

"I'm not off work yet!" Zhou Zheng had a look of helplessness on his face, and he looked towards Cui Jun while speaking, and happened to meet the latter's eyes.

Cui Jun waved to Zhou Zheng directly, indicating that he could go.

"Okay, you wait for me, I'll come down now." Zhou Zheng quickly hung up the phone, looked at Cui Jun, and said, "Master, thank you!"

"Let's go." Cui Jun said with a smile.

"Okay!" Zhou Zheng didn't bring anything, and it was easy to leave.

"Don't forget to prepare some perfume tomorrow." Li Yanyan confessed, she began to pack her bag, and it seemed that she was also preparing to leave.

"Ah."

Zhou Zheng responded, he was still a little concerned about men wearing perfume, but he found that the people in the criminal police team he came into contact with were all old smokers, and the diffuse smell of smoke could completely cover up the smell of corpses.

However, considering the image problem, he felt that he still had to find a way.

He always had to go back to the dormitory. If the smell of corpses hadn't been dealt with, that fellow Xu Chao might have put toothpaste on him.

……

After Zhou Zheng came out from the entrance of the Municipal Bureau, he immediately saw the charcoal black BMW X5 with double flashing lights parked on the opposite side of the road, and quickly walked over.

"Uncle Zhang, why are you here in person!" Zhou Zheng looked at the middle-aged man in the driver's seat and greeted him with a smile, his tone was very kind. This man is a professor in the Neurology Department of Jianghai Central Hospital. His name is Zhang Jian, and he is Zhang Ying's father. , and even Zhou Zheng's father's best friend.

When Zhou Zheng was in junior high school, an accident happened to both his parents, and he was also affected to a certain extent. He lost all his memories of that period and had no idea what happened in that accident.

Since then, Zhou Zheng has lived in Zhang Jian's home. Zhang Jian treats him like his own son, and even spares no effort to support Zhou Zheng to go to college. To some extent, they have long been like father and son.

"I heard that you have entered the Forensic Medicine Center of the Municipal Bureau. You should not celebrate such a thing. I bought your favorite beef and mutton. Let's go home and eat it in a pot." Zhang Jian said with a smile. He looks like he is in his early forties, with fair skin and a thin figure. He wears a pair of rimless glasses on his face. Coupled with the aura bestowed by the title of professor, the overall appearance is very knowledgeable.

"Hahaha, thank you, Uncle Zhang." Zhou Zheng felt a little hungry when he heard about the hot pot. The meeting in the afternoon consumed a lot of his energy.

"Hurry up and get in the car." Zhang Jian said.

"Okay." Zhou Zheng walked around from the front of the car, saw the co-pilot was empty, and asked, "Is Aunt Chen not here?"

"She works overtime at night, don't wait for her, let's eat first." Zhang Jian laughed.

"Okay." Zhou Zheng glanced at the back row, and Zhang Ying was sitting in the back row waiting for him. After a little hesitation, he opened the passenger door and got in.

Sit in the co-pilot when there is no one in the co-pilot.

Otherwise, it will make the driver feel like a driver in his heart.

This is what Zhou Zheng learned from Qin Wangde.

There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the car, like being in the corridor of a hospital. Zhang Jian’s car smelled like this all year round. Everyone including Zhou Zheng got used to it, but it covered up the smell of Zhou Zheng’s body that hadn’t completely dissipated. taste.

"Zhou Zheng, what do you mean, keep a distance from me?" Zhang Ying in the back row was not happy at that time.

"It's okay for you to understand." Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

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"Oh, I can't do it anymore. I'm about to die from heavy bleeding. Uncle Zhang, we don't need to go home to cook meat. Let's go directly to the police station and call the police. There is a murderer in the car!" He got on the co-pilot, posing in a dying posture.

"Wow, you are a person who can piss people off!" Zhang Ying looked at Zhou Zheng's appearance, her teeth itching with anger, but there was nothing she could do. She clenched her hands into small fists and beat Zhou Zheng wildly.

When Zhang Jian saw this scene, he didn't say anything, and there was a kind smile on his face. This kind of scene has long been familiar to him, which made him feel very warm. He raised his hand to turn off the double flashing lights, and turned on the left turn signal. , Drive after confirming road safety.

Zhang Jian only has one daughter, but he always wanted a son, but not long after Zhang Ying was born, his wife suffered from ovarian cancer. After a series of chemotherapy and targeted therapy, her life was saved. There was no recurrence, but during the course of treatment, both ovaries were all removed, and there was no possibility of fertility anymore.

Zhou Zheng saw that Zhang Jian grew up since he was a child, and the relationship between the two families is very good, and he knows everything about it.

Adopting Zhou Zheng directly complemented Zhang Jian's desire for a son. Watching the interaction between Zhou Zheng and Zhang Ying, he immediately felt like a winner in life with both sons and daughters, and he was extremely satisfied in his heart.

With a happy mood, Zhang Jian drove the car towards home.

……

Yunluyuan Community is an old community in Jianghai City. Not only does it not have supporting facilities such as underground parking spaces, it does not even have community fences and properties. Most of the residents are elderly people and foreign tenants in the city.

Every road in Yunluyuan Community has a row of vehicles parked at the side. In one of the white SUVs, Xia Yan, Zhao Lei, and two criminal policemen are sitting in the car, all the time observing the building not far away. The movement of the mouth.

"Master, there is news from the airport. They have not received Li He. After asking the relevant staff, Li He returned home early." Zhao Lei said.

"You mean Li He is at home right now?!" Xia Yan widened his eyes and said, "Li He is very dangerous. For Ding Hao, killing one is killing, killing two is killing. There are far too many cases where both have killed."

"Then shall we go up and have a look?" Zhao Lei said.

"Let's go!" Xia Yan got up immediately, he understood the importance of this matter, if he took a little time away, a murder might be avoided.

However, at this moment, a figure appeared at the stairs, which seemed to be consistent with the image in the elevator surveillance video. It was the suspect Ding Hao.

The appearance of Ding Hao made Xia Yan, who was about to act, stop, and they all looked towards Ding Hao.

Ding Hao was dressed sloppily, carrying a black plastic bag in his hand, and walked towards the trash can in front of the building.

"Do you want to catch him?" Zhao Lei asked.

"Don't move, take a look first." Xia Yan said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Zhao Lei kept staring at Ding Hao, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Under the watchful eyes of several people, Ding Hao went all the way to the trash can, lifted the lid of the trash can, and threw the black plastic bag in his hand into it.

After throwing out the trash, Ding Hao turned around and went back, and went into the corridor.

Such a sudden change interrupted the rhythm of the detectives on the scene, Zhao Lei and the three looked at Xia Yan together.

"Master, what should we do now?" Zhao Lei asked.

"Come on, let's go and see what this guy threw." An ominous premonition rose in Xia Yan's heart.

"Yes." The three of Zhao Lei followed immediately.

Soon, the four of Xia Yan came to the trash can, and since the black plastic bag had just been thrown in, they found it directly after opening the lid.

Xia Yan groped towards the plastic bag, picked it up, and immediately felt a little heavy.

"what is this?"

Xia Yan felt something sticky at the mouth of the plastic bag, and when he looked carefully, he found some black hairs, which looked like human hair, which immediately made his nerves tense.

(End of this chapter)