when the moon whispers

Chapter 553: Rose-Imitation (Part )

Case Seven Rose
Thirty-nine Imitations (Part 1)
"Tang Jia, female, 37 years old. She is a missing person who was recently reported to the police. After DNA testing and comparison, she was confirmed to be the biological mother of the reporter Feng Yao. Considering the child's young age, we have contacted the staff of the community neighborhood committee to rush over to confirm her facial information and verify her identity..."

Zhu Silai shrugged his shoulders. "But facial recognition to confirm the identity of the deceased may be a bit taboo. Especially after hearing that Tang Jia had been missing for a long time and actually died, the whole person was almost half crushed by the hydraulic press in the car... It's really not a good look when it's all in pieces. When Xiao Luo called, he gave the community a shot of prevention, asking them to be mentally prepared before coming, otherwise they would be like that person outside--here..."

Zhu Silai reached out and tightened the faucet to rinse the workbench, ripped off his work clothes with a "swish", turned his head to take a look outside the operation room door, raised his chin and lightly nodded at Officer Xiao Cui who was running over to deliver a box lunch and bumped into the broken body parts he was halfway through picking up. He looked at his hunched back that was so nauseous that he couldn't straighten up and said, "Xiao Cui spends all day in logistics and administration. If he is to rotate to the front line for internship... I'll have to let him practice with Letian'er..."

Zhu Si paused at this point, raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Mo's slightly depressed face, raised his hand and gently scratched Jiang Mo's messy head, and changed the subject softly: "Didn't Senior come with you? I just heard Xiao Luo say that Shao Jie has been here with you... Did you two eat? Fatty and the others have an outcall worker who needs to go out in a hurry later, don't waste this lunch."

"With the news of Tang Jia's death confirmed, the nature of the case that was suspected of disappearance and kidnapping has changed. He left with a copy of the autopsy report, saying that he was going to the Second Institute to trick Feng Dong to see if he could get anything useful out of him."

Jiang Mo sighed halfway before realizing Zhu Silai's concern for the family of the police officer next to her. She shook her head helplessly, "Teacher Jiang is back from a business trip today. I saw news push saying something about an explosion and fire, and I was worried. I planned to go home to check. The scabs on my face haven't fallen off yet, and Shao Jie went back to help me cheat."

Jiang Mo frowned slightly and clenched the autopsy report in his hand, "Tang Jia...wasn't she really crushed to death?"

"It's written in black and white with color photos. Although the estimated time of death is different from what that little Feng Yao said, based on the corpse spots and the state of decay, Tang Jia's rigor mortis had eased before she was stuffed into the scrap car under the hydraulic press. We have to wait for the results of the experiment to know the exact time, but based on a rough estimate, she was completely dead... at least two days before you found the Jianghua scrap car dismantling factory."

Zhu Silai could probably guess where Jiang Mo's depression and frustration came from. The investigation and closing of the case were disrupted and out of control, and people around her were forced to step down due to injuries or other reasons. All these frustrations repeatedly dug up the arrogance she had placed on the top of her heart since she became a police officer, silently wrapping her around layer after layer of powerlessness.

He suddenly thought of Gu Xing, who was almost devastated four years ago because of the murder of Gu Ying, Wei Qisheng's "suicide", the successive setbacks in the investigation of two major criminal cases, and Chen Rui, who had been competing with him all day long and had to retire to the second line due to illness. He also thought of Gu Xing, who was almost devastated by the chaos and the face of Gu Xing who had sobbed in his dormitory bed and then shamelessly rubbed his pillow with tears and snot.

Caught up in the tide of worldly wisdom, the police are not saints either. There are always unexpected mistakes and there are always helpless situations.

"Tang Jia's death was expected, but I don't know why the murderer went to such lengths to move the body to the junkyard..." Zhu Silai pressed Jiang Mo's shoulder, "Her death and Letian's injury were caused by someone else. Don't take the blame on yourself."

"The owner of the junkyard seems to have had an improper relationship with Tang Jia... Lao Gu and I both suspect that the murderer is trying to frame her, but Xu Jianghua has been under the police's radar for a while, so this is a bit unnecessary. When the neighborhood committee comes to identify Tang Jia, they will probably bring Feng Yao along to identify the person who kidnapped him and Tang Jia. Was it Xu Jianghua or someone else?"

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, blinked his eyes forcibly, and shook the report paper rolled up in his hand, "... But Uncle Master, why can't I see the page about the specific cause of Tang Jia's death in the temporary autopsy report that Lao Gu brought me?" "Tang Jia had many injuries before and after her death, including at least three fatal injuries. There are also needle marks on her arms. The possibility of death from an overdose of banned drugs cannot be ruled out. There are many interference factors, and the test results of the banned drug content in the blood have not yet come out. This report is actually not enough to be finally confirmed and can be filed."

Zhu Silai smiled and said, "It was your master who kept pushing me so hard that I sorted it out and showed it to you two in advance. So, regarding the specific cause of Tang Jia's death, I temporarily wrote two versions."

"Trauma or poisoning. Lao Gu used this to blackmail Feng Dong."

Jiang Mo looked at Zhu Silai's frank "helping the tyrant" expression and curled his lips, shaking his head in speechless amusement, "If you really get caught and asked to write a self-criticism, you have to write two."

"I've been writing for so many years, it's a piece of cake." Zhu Silai raised his eyebrows lightly, put away the toolbox at hand, turned around slowly, tapped the lid of the box with his fingertips twice, frowned hesitantly, "There is another suspicious part. There is a wound on Tang Jia's body that looks like a fatal wound. There are obvious signs of malicious damage on the surface of the wound... Come on-"

Zhu Silai waved his hand, put his arm around Jiang Mo's shoulder and led her to the morgue. He opened a compartment and motioned her to come forward to check. "The neck area, here - it looks like there was obvious compression that caused the cervical vertebrae to break, and the wound broke through the flesh. There are also some traces of blunt force trauma on the wound."

Tang Jia's body was almost half torn apart, and the obvious scars of torture on her body were nothing compared to the wounds from the hydraulic press and the metal body. Her neck was broken and twisted at almost 180 degrees, and her bones and muscles were sticking out from the holes. Her lifeless gray face seemed to still show the ferocious cries before death.

Jiang Mo boasted that he had been through many battles, but when he first saw such a half-disarrayed corpse, he still held his breath unconsciously and frowned, "Neck - besides being hit before it broke, it seems there was also a stab wound?"

"Here. It was pierced by a special-shaped blade, right in the carotid artery."

Zhu Silai nodded, pointed vaguely at a place with a flat cross section, and sighed heavily.

"Although we still need to wait for the restoration results, but roughly speaking, it is very likely... related to the Red Mansion case back then."

Due to work and health reasons, I will be working on another day~
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