Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 293

Raising her eyebrows, after confirming that evidence had been collected on the bed, Meng Yao stretched out her hand and lifted the quilt from the deceased, and for a while, a foul smell came out.

The unprepared police officers from the Trace Inspection Division were immediately disgusted by the smell, and some couldn't stand it and ran out directly.

As for Meng Yao, who was closest to the deceased, she pulled the quilt directly under the deceased's feet, revealing a pair of blue-purple feet, before standing up straight.

She first looked at the deceased from top to bottom, and then raised her hand to signal the policeman who was taking pictures next to her to come forward, "The deceased's neck was fatally wounded, and it looked like he was strangled to death."

Then, she reached out and brushed aside the long hair on the chest of the deceased on both sides, and pulled off the high collar of the deceased with her hands, revealing a deep bloodstain, and the strangulation marks were densely covered with blood spots.

Then she opened the eyelids of the deceased with her hands and looked, "The subconjunctival hemorrhage of the eyes is indeed mechanical asphyxia."

Then, she pressed her hand on the chest and abdomen of the deceased again, "The chest and abdomen were obviously swollen, judging from the current temperature and the stiffness of the corpse, it is speculated that the time of death was three to four days.

Because the death time is too long, the organs of the deceased have undergone qualitative changes.

Died by homicide! Standing up, Meng Yao took two steps back and looked at Zhao Hongxiang.

And Zhao Hongxiang, who had been standing by the side watching her inspection, didn't say anything, but stepped forward and looked at the deceased again.

Straightening up, Zhao Hongxiang said to Sun Lin who was standing at the door and looking into the room, "Let someone take the corpse back!"

"it is good."

Back at the police station, Meng Yao and Zhao Hongxiang went straight into the autopsy room, and they didn't come out until after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Before she finished writing the autopsy report, Zhao Hongxiang received a meeting notice.

"I'll write the report when I get back. You go to a meeting with me first and tell them about the autopsy."

Meng Yao froze for a moment, and unconsciously glanced at Zhao Zimo and Zhang Ming on the other side.

She was sure that Zhao Zimo rolled his eyes at her just now, but Zhang Ming was just like Wugan, writing something without raising his head.

Without saying anything, Meng Yao nodded and followed Zhao Hongxiang out of the office.

At this time, Lu Zhixing's legs were even more paralyzed due to the "second car accident", so based on this situation, Mr. Lu decided to send him back to Kyoto for treatment.

In the ward, Lu Zhixing sat in a wheelchair and looked at the chat page on his phone.

After Meng Yao was transferred to the capital, he sent her three messages, and it would be considered good if Meng Yao could reply once.

But since this morning, I have sent her five or six messages, but she has not replied to any of them.

Not happy, very unhappy!

Lu Zhixing sighed and turned off the phone screen, raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

"Is everything arranged?" He looked at Chu Yang out of the corner of his eye, and asked.

Chu Yang, who was on the verge of a mental breakdown due to his low air pressure the past few days, nodded hurriedly, "It's arranged, this time I promise they will bleed a lot."

Without nodding, Lu Zhixing looked down at his legs covered with blankets, and his voice was a little cold.

"By the way, did you get the photo back?"

"I got it back. The negatives and photos are here." Chu Yang took out a paper bag from his handbag and handed it to him.

Reaching out to take it, Lu Zhixing opened it and took out a few photos, his already frowning eyebrows deepened when he saw the people on them.

(End of this chapter)