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

At this moment, at the entrance of the interrogation room of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Qingshan County.

Li Jian took two deep drags on his cigarette, smacked his lips, and exhaled smoke rings.

Then, he casually threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped on it a few times, and the sole of his shoe made a slight rubbing sound against the ground.

Last night's interrogation, which lasted all night, had already worn away his patience.

He was waiting for the results of the poison test on the deceased.

Although the quantitative analysis is not yet available, the qualitative analysis has been confirmed—the deceased's body did indeed contain sleeping pills.

With this evidence, it's like holding a powerful sword, which will naturally make the subsequent interrogation much easier.

Thinking of this, Li Jian felt a surge of excitement.

In the first half of the year, Qingshan County had many trivial cases, but almost no murders.

How come there were two incidents all of a sudden?

Moreover, they were all major cases involving the loss of life.

Suddenly, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and a faint sense of pride welled up inside him.

He used to feel a bit scared when he encountered murder cases.

He wasn't worried about the investigation.

He was also confident in his interrogation skills.

My only concern is the forensic aspect.

Before Jiang Chen arrived, in Qingshan County, for any unnatural death, the city bureau's forensic doctor Zhang Wei would be called in to perform an autopsy.

After finally managing to get people to the scene, the problem still couldn't be solved in one go.

Homicide investigation is a series of interconnected steps. On-site investigation is only the first step. There are also autopsies, forensic examination reports, and tests for poisons in the body. Forensic doctors are indispensable at every step.

In the past, he always treated Zhang Wei with utmost respect, treating him to the best food and drink, fearing that any displeasure from Zhang Wei would delay the progress of solving the case.

However, it is different now.

Despite two consecutive murders, he felt no pressure whatsoever.

Jiang Chen has solved a major problem for himself.

Thinking of this, Li Jian felt much more confident and was no longer afraid of a murder.

Because now, they have all the necessary conditions to independently solve murder cases.

Immediately, Li Jian pushed open the interrogation room door and strode inside.

Inside the interrogation room, Zhang Qian heard a noise, suddenly looked up, and stared at the scene with a surprised expression.

However, the defiant and hostile look on her face still hadn't dissipated.

"Zhang Qian".

Li Jian spoke, his voice cold and hard.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Did you kill the old man or not?"

Zhang Qian stared straight at him, her tone stubborn: "I've already said it, no! It's just not true! Why won't you believe me?"

"Nothing?" Li Jian sneered. "If not, where did the sleeping pills in the deceased's body come from?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qian's expression changed drastically. Her gaze instinctively darted away, her eyelids drooped, and she didn't say another word.

Seeing this, Li Jian felt reassured.

The interrogation has reached the right point; as long as we press on at this pace, we'll definitely be able to get her to talk.

Li Jian pressed on, "Now that things have come to this, what excuses do you have left?"

"Our technicians have detected sleeping pills in the deceased's body."

"No matter how you try to argue, it's useless. The test data is there for all to see. Do you think the judge will believe you or the scientific test results?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qian slowly raised her head, remained silent for a long time, and finally spoke: "Officer... I didn't want to say this, but now I have to tell the truth."

Li Jian immediately turned to the young police officer beside him: "Quickly, take note!"

"Yes, sir!" The young officer quickly picked up his pen and wrote rapidly in the notebook, holding his breath and waiting for what was to come.

Zhang Qian took a deep breath. "We...we did hang it up after he died."

"Keep going! Explain the whole process clearly!" Li Jian shouted.

Zhang Qian's voice trembled slightly: "My husband and I came back from outside and found that the old man was already dying."

"In our panic, we hung him on a tree outside..."

Li Jian raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you didn't kill him, and he was already dead when you found him?"

"Really, no!" Zhang Qian hurriedly protested, "He's lying on the bed, he's already dead."

"He took the sleeping pills himself; we had no idea."

"We have been taking care of the old man; his other two daughters live in other cities."

"We're afraid they'll come back and cause trouble, and argue with us."

"You know, taking care of the elderly is not easy. So after confirming he was dead, we hung his picture up to make it look like he hanged himself, so we would bear less responsibility."

Hearing this, Li Jian was stunned.

He never expected that the toxicology test report he had finally obtained would lead to such a result during the interrogation.

"I advise you not to make up stories here."

Li Jian looked furious and said in a deep voice, "We police officers are not so easily fooled."

"Officer, everything I said is true!" Zhang Qian said helplessly. "We have always taken good care of the elderly without any complaints."

"Who knew he would just leave like that... Maybe he didn't want to live anymore, or maybe he didn't want to be a burden to us."

"The rope belongs to our family. When we found him, he was lying on the bed, already dead."

Hearing this, Li Jian was taken aback.

In the cases I've handled before, the murderers either refused to talk or confessed immediately; there was never this ambiguous gray area.

What? This case even involved a corpse hanging after death?

But on second thought, it doesn't seem unreasonable that the elderly person, suffering from cancer and in unbearable pain, might commit suicide by taking sleeping pills.

He understood the weight of the saying, "There are no filial sons at the bedside of a chronically ill patient."

Many elderly people do indeed experience a bleak old age.

Thinking about it this way, his suspicions about Zhang Qian lessened somewhat.

But he did not completely let his guard down.

After all, she was the only one who said that.

Her husband has not yet been tried.

If the two accounts are consistent, then it has some credibility.

If it doesn't match, then it's pure fabrication.

Thinking of this, Li Jian patted the young police officer: "Let's go to interrogation room number two and interrogate her man."

Soon, the two arrived at interrogation room number two.

Zhang Qian's husband was sitting inside, looking nervous.

Li Jian pushed open the door and went straight to the point: "Something was detected in your father's body. Do you know what it is?"

The man was startled: "Huh? This..."

"Be honest," Li Jian said, his tone becoming more serious. "How you answer will directly affect whether you get a lenient sentence."

The man's body trembled, his voice tightening: "You...you even managed to detect sleeping pills?"

Li Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded: "We've already found out."

"Your spouse has already confessed. Did you and your spouse conspire to kill him with sleeping pills?"

"No! We really didn't do it!" the man hurriedly waved his hands. "He was already dead when we got back!"

"We suspected he had taken sleeping pills. He couldn't sleep, and the doctor had already prescribed him medication."

The man looked agitated. "We were afraid the women would gossip, so we hung the body up to make it look like a suicide, not wanting to cause any further trouble."

After hearing these words, Li Jian was completely dumbfounded.

The clue about sleeping pills that they finally found turned out to be completely identical in the couple's statements.

Is this really the truth?

Or did the two of them coordinate their stories and fabricate a set of lies to deceive the police?