Forensic without kites

Chapter 21 The Man With the Gun (2)

Gu Jingnian glanced at her, reached out to fetch the head of the male deceased, put it under the shadowless lamp, and rolled his downcast eyes carefully.

"Give me the toe-bending gauge."

Wuyuan turned her head and took a bent-foot rule from the toolbox, and handed it to him.

The slender fingers opened the angled gauge, and one leg of the angle was fixed on the frontal bone in front of the skull, avoiding the opening, and the other foot was firmly wrapped around the occipital bone at the back of the head.

The distance between the legs before he bent his feet was very large. He lowered his eyes to look at the scale on the steel ruler above him, squinted his black eyes, and supported the platform with both hands: "The maximum length of the skull is 90cm. It seems that the deceased had a fat head."

The hair covering the fornix of the deceased's head had been shaved off, and as far as the eye could see was an extremely elastic scalp covering the entire head. The blood-stained head and a black lacquered oval bullet wound on the forehead were particularly eye-catching.

"The deceased was shot from the frontal part of the forehead, and the shot penetrated the occipital part? This distance should be very close..." She paused for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and asked him, "If the murderer killed a male deceased first, And what about the other dead? She didn't have shackles on her body, and when she witnessed the shooting, she didn't run? Didn't she shout? Didn't fight back?"

"She reacted so calmly."

His clear and indifferent eyebrows finally lifted from the bloody head, an unknown light flashed in his pitch-black eyes, and he asked her in a low voice, "Come here and analyze the injection tube."

When he said this, Wu Yuan had no choice but to come from another dissecting table, stand beside him, and lower her head to examine the situation inside the skull carefully.

The woman in front of him lowered her head slightly, her slender figure only reached the position of his chest, her black eyes were a little cold, and her thin lips were tightly pursed in the mask.

He doesn't like other women getting close to him.

So when she approached, he had moved slightly to the side.

The intracranial dura mater was full of dark hematomas, but fortunately, the skull had been opened first, so it was not difficult to detect it at this time.

Wu Yuan frowned and thought about it, the quiet time gradually passed away, and she knew it in her heart.

"The trauma tube runs from top to bottom. After the bullet broke through the frontal bone, it left a very winding tube shape in the brain tissue. It shows that the murderer shot and killed her from the front of the deceased in a posture of looking down on the deceased. .”

"so?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If the murderer is short, he must not be able to form such a trajectory from this angle. So one thing is certain, the murderer is tall."

"there is none left?"

Gu Jingnian's voice was a little cold.

Wuyuan thought for a while, then shook her head.

He casually took a centimeter and measured the winding trajectory remaining in his skull.

He pondered for a moment.

He lowered his eyes and asked her in a deep voice: "Have you participated in actual combat before?"

"No."

Wuyuan answered truthfully.

His stern brows seemed to ease a lot, and he said lightly: "The caliber of the ballistic is 5.8mm, and the damage of the bullet wound is very winding, which is the lethality of a firearm with a small caliber, low mass and high muzzle velocity. "

Paused.

"At close range, this kind of firearm is very easy to lose stability after entering the human body, resulting in yaw and roll, and a large cavity. It has high lethality, and its hardened core has good armor-piercing performance. "

"The short axis and long axis of this injection port are 5.8mm and 10.2mm respectively. The inverse function finds that the shooting angle of the murderer is 35.2°. The murderer squatted on the ground and shot the deceased to death."

Wu Yuan was surprised that he could calculate the shooting angle in a very short time, and even at this moment, she began to believe that the stalwart and stern police officer standing beside her and her forensic department supervisor might really have something special .

Surprised, he heard his deep voice floating in the cold mid-air.

"This should be a 92 pistol. In China, except for illegal channels, 5.8mm pistols are equipped, and only officers above the regiment are eligible to wear them."

Wuyuan paused for a moment, then raised her eyebrows: "So, the murderer is likely to have been in the army?"

Gu Jingnian turned his head and glanced at her with clear eyes, noncommittal: "Now, have you analyzed the order of the two deceased?"

"Well," she raised her head to meet his deep gaze, and said in a clear voice, "The murderer should have held a gun and forced the male deceased to have sex with the female deceased, and then ordered him to strangle the female deceased, and finally the murderer shot him collapsed male dead."

Gu Jingnian slightly raised his scarlet hands in front of his chest, and hummed from the depths of his throat.

"Section, section chief, it sounds a little big..."

Mo Bai's voice trembled, and the hand holding the camera couldn't help shaking.

"I suddenly felt that something was wrong with the professor of economics who died in the secret room. He died so strangely... The bayonet pierced his heart exactly. If it was homicide, then the murderer's method It's too accurate."

"...Could it be that these two major cases are a series of cases!"

(End of this chapter)