Forensic Doctor 2003: I Became a Legend on the Front Lines of Criminal Investigation

After returning from the crime scene, Li Jian didn't waste any time. He took several detectives who had been transferred from the military and immediately put Zhang Qian in the interrogation room to start questioning her.

Jiang Chen is a forensic doctor in the technical team, so he doesn't need to participate in this kind of situation.

Back then, the division of labor within the police force wasn't as detailed. Normally, it was common for forensic doctors to participate in interrogations and arrests.

But today Li Jian gave Jiang Chen a day off—Jiang Chen contributed the most to this case, and if it weren't for his key discoveries during the autopsy, the case would probably still be a mystery.

However, Wang Hui was not so fortunate.

He was also a technician, mainly responsible for taking photos and collecting evidence, but Li Jian dragged him into the interrogation room.

According to regulations, interrogations require two people to work together. Li Jian pulled Wang Hui over, which was basically just to make up the numbers—he himself was leading another team to take control of Zhang Biao immediately.

Zhang Biao is Zhang Qian's ex-boyfriend. We've already found out on the way. He lives in the next village, so we need to hurry over there before he gets away.

As for the specific circumstances of the night of the incident, the remaining investigators are meticulously examining the details in the interrogation room.

At that moment, Jiang Chen returned to his office, opened the door, and saw that the book on forensic pathology was still lying open on the table, the page he had turned to before leaving untouched.

The tea in the teacup next to me, brewed in the morning, had long since gone cold, but drinking cold tea was just right for this weather—it wasn't too hot and it was refreshing.

He picked it up and took a sip. The tea was much milder than the bottled green tea sold in the convenience store, but it was made from real tea leaves. The refreshing aroma was something that mixed drinks couldn't match.

He cleared his throat and went to the sink to wash his hands.

Even though I wore two layers of gloves on the dissection table, the smell of blood still lingered on my skin, and I felt like I couldn't get it clean unless I scrubbed it twice.

Today was his first autopsy at the county public security bureau, and it was completed without any major incidents.

He rubbed his hands together, thinking to himself – he was a little surprised that things had gone so smoothly today.

I originally thought this broken system might not be very useful, after all, the original owner studied veterinary medicine, and there is a world of difference between veterinary medicine and forensic medicine.

The forensic profession is not something you can master by simply reading books for a few days.

It is a truly practical discipline. Just determining the cause of death alone can take more than half a year to learn, not to mention more esoteric things like inferring the weapon used to cause the injury, analyzing the scene, and reconstructing the mode of behavior.

Ultimately, it's all thanks to that cheat system that came to the rescue.

If it weren't for the system providing technical support at a critical moment, this case would probably have required the intervention of the city bureau's senior forensic doctor.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

Reborn with a system? Where else can you find such a good thing?

After washing his hands, he shook off the water droplets, returned to his desk, sat down, picked up his teacup, took another sip, and casually moved the forensic medicine book on the desk closer to him, pretending to look at it.

In fact, the system had already implanted the contents of the book into his brain. He was just pretending to read the book now. After all, if a new forensic doctor didn't even flip through a book all day, it would easily arouse suspicion.

As I was turning the page, a blue light screen suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of me—

[Host detected has successfully provided crucial technical support for a case, speaking on behalf of the deceased. A prize draw is now open.]

[You can participate in the lucky draw once this time, and the reward is 500 points. When you accumulate 2000 points, you can unlock two lucky draws at once.]

Jiang Chen stared at the line of text, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He silently said "lottery" in his mind, and the wheel on the blue screen immediately started spinning.

A ding sound.

[Giveaway complete.]

[Reward: Scene Reconstruction Function. With this function, the host can quickly grasp the traces and physical evidence at a scene and transform static traces and evidence into dynamic behavioral processes. This skill is currently at LV1 level and can be upgraded to a maximum of LV5, reaching the level of a provincial-level forensic expert.]

Jiang Chen's heart skipped a beat when he saw this.

Immediately afterwards, it was as if a whole bunch of things had been forcibly stuffed into his mind—knowledge points, skills, and case experiences of various on-site reconstructions, all of which went through his mind like a movie.

This content not only covers the conventional discovery and extraction of trace evidence, but also many things he had never encountered before, such as the analysis of the number of perpetrators, the inference of motives, and even the complete reconstruction of the process.

These things were basically a blank in his previous knowledge of forensic medicine.

At that moment, he felt an indescribable sense of smug satisfaction.

The feeling of doing absolutely nothing and having knowledge pour into your brain on its own—it's amazing!

It smells so good, really good.

After a while of excitement, he calmed down, picked up his teacup, added some more hot water, and leaned back in his chair to drink it slowly.

After drinking for a while, he glanced at the clock on the wall; the cafeteria would be opening in ten minutes.

Reborn into this small county town in 2003, my leisure time was indeed quite dull.

Unlike twenty years later when you can have everything with just a mobile phone, right now mobile phones are still 3G, and it can take forever to browse the internet or read an e-book.

When it gets dark, the streetlights go out, and everyone goes home to watch TV, wash up, and go to bed.

He arrived at the cafeteria at 5:30.

The noodles cooked in the cafeteria tonight were bubbling and churning in a big pot, the aroma of scallions and soy sauce filling the room.

He ordered a bowl, found a corner seat, and started slurping it down.

While they were eating, Wang Hui shuffled in, looking as if all his energy had been drained.

He plopped down opposite Jiang Chen, ordered a bowl of noodles, but didn't pick up his chopsticks right away. He sighed first.

"How is it?" Jiang Chen asked in a low voice.

"Zhang Qian has explained the whole process clearly," Wang Hui said, rubbing his temples, his voice hoarse.

"Oh, what was the reason for the murder?"

"Hey, it's a twisted fate, really." Only then did Wang Hui pick up his chopsticks and stir the noodles in his bowl.

"He and Zhang Biao were dating before, but their families strongly opposed it, so they never broke up completely."

"On the day of the wedding, Zhang Biao came over. She originally wanted to go out and talk to Zhang Biao to make things clear and ask him to stop harassing her, since he was already married."

"Who knew that when she went out, Wang Jun suddenly realized she wasn't in the house, so he followed her out and bumped into Zhang Biao."

"The two started fighting without saying a word. Zhang Biao was physically strong and kicked him in the stomach with his knee. Wang Jun had drunk a lot of alcohol and his legs were weak. He had no ability to resist and fell to the ground on the spot."

"And then?" Jiang Chen put down his chopsticks.

"Later he found out the person was dying, so he quickly put him on the bed and faked it as an accidental death." After saying this, Wang Hui slurped up a big mouthful of noodles.

Jiang Chen's lips twitched. Judging from the current situation, it still matched the traces at the scene quite well. Logically speaking, it all made sense.

"Oh, has Zhang Biao been caught yet?"

"He's already been apprehended by Captain Li and is on his way back," Wang Hui said, slurping his noodles loudly. "But I have to work overtime again tonight. Should I go too?"

"You don't need to go. The captain specifically told you to get a good rest tonight," Jiang Chen waved his hand.

"Isn't this inappropriate? A young person who has just started working doesn't work overtime. It would sound bad if word got out."

"It's easy for you to say that when you're not in our shoes. We can't even go home if we want to," Wang Hui said with a smile, shaking his head. "It's mainly because you performed so well on set today. If it weren't for you, we probably would have been defeated today."

As he spoke, Wang Hui looked a little embarrassed, "Although I did some work, it's better than something going wrong."

"This case is now subject to lifelong accountability. If it ever comes up again, I'll be held responsible."

Jiang Chen smiled along, a sentiment he deeply understood.

Before his rebirth, he had seen too many cases that had been investigated for decades, especially those where the families were emotionally agitated and repeatedly reported the situation, which was even more serious.

Some people were transferred from their posts, some were demoted, and some were even removed from the team altogether.

Therefore, we cannot be careless about any detail now.

The two of them slurped up their noodles, wiped their mouths, and walked out of the cafeteria.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Li Jian hurrying over, taking long strides, his leather shoes clicking loudly on the terrazzo floor.

"Team Leader Li."

"Team Leader Li."

The two quickly greeted each other.

"Have you all finished eating?" Li Jian glanced at them, looking a little tired, but still in good spirits.

"Captain Li, has Zhang Biao been brought back?" Jiang Chen asked.

"They've been caught and just brought back to the station." Li Jian nodded.

"Did he admit it?"

"How can you deny it? You left it all on the way."

Li Jian lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "It was indeed him. I was terrified at the time. I just wanted to teach him a lesson, but I didn't expect things to turn out this way."

"Wang Jun was probably knocked unconscious at the time. Neither of them had much medical knowledge. When they saw someone lying motionless on the ground, they assumed he was dead and hurriedly faked the scene."

"This should be classified as intentional injury resulting in death, but it does not reach the level of simple intentional homicide."

At this point, Li Jian turned to look at Jiang Chen, a smile spreading across his face. He reached out and patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, saying, "Brother Jiang Chen, you did a great job this time."

"If it weren't for you, I probably would have been killed tonight."

"That's right!" Wang Hui chimed in with a smile, "We almost lost Jingzhou today due to carelessness!"

"Wang Hui, you should communicate with Jiang Chen more in the future. On-site investigation is truly profound. I don't understand it, but he can find so many problems through on-site investigation." Li Jian said seriously.

"Yes, yes, I need to study hard from now on." Wang Hui nodded repeatedly.

Li Jian then turned to Jiang Chen, his tone much more casual: "Are you sleeping comfortably in the duty room? I saw those guys snoring loudly, one louder than the next. Are you getting used to it over there?"

Jiang Chen nodded quickly: "Captain Li, I'm used to it. I lived in the dormitory when I was in college, and people in the dormitory snore too, so I got used to it a long time ago."

"Well then," Li Jian flicked his cigarette ash, "I've been allocated a separate rest room, but I haven't used it much. You can move in and use it."

Jiang Chen was taken aback and quickly waved his hand, "Isn't this inappropriate? I'm a newcomer, it's not appropriate for me to stay in the captain's rest room."

"I only sleep in that room a few times a year. Your sister-in-law told me to go back home because it's more convenient to take care of the baby there, so I basically go back to stay there."

"That won't do. You need to rest even when you work overtime..."

"It's nothing. My house is just a wall away from the police station. It's just a short walk away. I basically don't sleep there," Li Jian said casually.

Jiang Chen tried to decline, but Wang Hui raised his hand, his tone leaving no room for negotiation: "Don't try to refuse. We don't even get this kind of treatment."

"Captain Li cares about you a lot. You should work hard and achieve results to repay Captain Li in the future."

Having said that, Jiang Chen couldn't refuse any longer.

He nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Captain Li. I'm truly flattered this time."

"What do you mean by flattered?" Li Jian waved his hand with a smile. "I think you're born to be a forensic pathologist."

"The very first case was handled so perfectly, it's in no way inferior to those forensic experts from the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

"In the past, when we asked the city bureau's forensic doctor to come to the scene, it was like begging and pleading. We would wait for ages for them to arrive, and when they did, we had to treat them to good food and drink and make sure they were well-rested."

"From now on, with you, the forensic doctor, in charge of our county's public security bureau, we won't have to go back and forth to beg them anymore."

Wang Hui chimed in with a laugh, "Yeah, our county finally has a forensic doctor? Isn't this a bit late for us?"

"It's relatively late, but our current level of forensic expertise is quite high."

Li Jian got more and more excited as he spoke, "I think Jiang Chen must participate in the next citywide forensic simulation competition and see if he can win a prize."

"No problem." Wang Hui smiled and looked at Jiang Chen. "I think it's perfectly fine."

Jiang Chen laughed too: "Then shouldn't I start preparing now?"

"It's still early, you don't need to prepare anything special, just perform at your usual level."

As Li Jian spoke, he took a key out of his pocket and handed it to him, "Room 301, go check it out, it'll be convenient to use."

Jiang Chen took the keys and said earnestly, "Thank you, Captain Li. I truly feel the warmth of the organization."

"Go on, I still have to go with them to interrogate the prisoners later." Li Jian waved his hand, turned around and strode away.

Holding the keys, Jiang Chen felt a warm glow in his heart, and his steps became lighter.

I never expected my leader in this life to be so approachable.

You should know that in the team, only those at the level of a battalion commander or even a deputy director have the privilege of having a private room.

It's really unexpected that a lowly police officer like him could enjoy such treatment.

There are surprises and pressures, and I must achieve even greater success in the future.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the door of 301, took a deep breath, inserted the key into the lock, and turned it open with a click.

Pushing open the door, you see a two-bedroom, one-living-room layout, totaling only forty or fifty square meters, but it's kept spotless, clearly indicating that it's been cleaned regularly.

The blankets were neatly folded, and there were no signs that anyone had lived in the room. There was a faint smell of dust in the air.

He went into the small kitchen, looked down, and saw a liquefied gas cylinder under the stove. He reached out and shook it—it was still full.

The stove was new, with its stainless steel surface polished to a shine, and a small pot was placed next to it.

Thinking about the bowl of noodles I ate in the cafeteria tonight, it was alright, but not particularly delicious. With this, I can definitely cook for myself from now on.

He went into the bathroom. The toilet was a sit-down type and very clean, with hardly any dirt in the grout between the tiles.

Such treatment is extremely rare, even in grassroots units.

Back in the bedroom, I lifted the covers and saw that the bedding was all new.

He lay down on the bed, his body sinking into the Simmons mattress. The mattress was just the right firmness, so comfortable that he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

I slept very soundly and peacefully.

In a daze, a cell phone suddenly rang out—the melody of "Lotus Pond Moonlight" was particularly jarring in the dead of night.

He suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his phone, and saw the words "Li Jian" flashing on the screen, with the time displayed as 12 o'clock.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly answered, "Hello, Captain Li?"

"Jiang Chen, no need to sleep anymore, get up, we need to go out and check the scene right away." Li Jian's voice was crisp and clear, with the roar of a car engine in the background.

"Okay, where?" Jiang Chen replied, already sitting up and reaching for his slippers on the floor.

"There was a person who hanged himself in his home."