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

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned to look at them.

Even Li Jian turned around immediately: "Jiang Chen?"

Jiang Chen had already taken off his dissection gloves, and he walked over with Wang Hui beside him.

As soon as they arrived, the woman, Zhang Qian, burst into tears, her sobs growing louder.

"I didn't lie! That's exactly it!"

"He went to the bathroom alone last night, and I didn't go with him. To be honest, I was very upset..."

"It's all my fault. If I had gone out with him, he probably wouldn't have fallen..."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen walked over and asked in a deep voice, "So, you weren't there when he fell last night?"

The woman nodded quickly: "It was me... I didn't know at the time."

"He went out to use the restroom and didn't come back for a long time. I was a little worried about him, so I went out to look for him and found him lying here, with his back hanging on this rock."

"And then?"

"Later I helped him to bed to rest, but when I woke up in the morning I found that he was no longer breathing."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen calmly walked over and asked earnestly, "Then let me ask you, when he was lying in that spot last night, was it on his left or right?"

"I...I don't know, I only know that he was lying on a rock."

"I asked him where he felt unwell, but he didn't say. He just said he wanted to go back to sleep."

"Look, his vomit is still here."

Jiang Chen walked over and saw vomit on the ground.

Indeed, there was a vomit next to the stone, but the vomit was very strange.

He glanced at it and immediately noticed the problem.

"You mean, when you came out and saw him last night, he must have been lying on this rock, with a pile of vomit right next to him?"

Zhang Qian nodded: "That's right, that's how I looked when I came out last night."

Are you sure?

"Sure."

"I'll ask you one more time, did you see it clearly?"

"Look carefully, that's it."

Seeing Jiang Chen ask again and again, Zhang Qian's parents became impatient: "I'm telling you, young man, my daughter has already said that she really didn't know anything last night. Are you trying to drive her crazy?"

"I didn't pressure her; I was just stating a fact."

At this moment, Li Jian was completely at a loss.

Although he was fairly certain that what Zhang Qian said might be true, Jiang Chen's analysis and expression just now were also very firm.

Then, Jiang Chen continued, "I asked him over and over again. If she's sure, then there's going to be a problem."

"Oh? What's the problem?"

"Because the results we saw completely contradicted what she said."

As he spoke, he emphasized the word "contradiction."

Upon hearing this, the people around Jiang Chen all turned to look at him.

Li Jian was also puzzled – where was the contradiction?

Where exactly is it?

Next, Jiang Chen went to the vomit and pointed at it, saying, "Although this vomit covers a relatively large area, from a professional perspective, I would call this projectile vomiting."

"If he vomited last night due to increased abdominal pressure after falling, the vomit should have been relatively concentrated."

"But look at this vomit, there's not just a large patch here, there's some around here too."

"Such a large amount of vomit couldn't have been formed while lying face down."

After a brief pause, he said, "I suspect that Wang Jun was standing when he vomited."

"The deceased, Wang Jun, was of medium height. Therefore, if he vomited while standing or bending over, it would have resulted in such a large area of ​​projectile vomiting."

At this point, Li Jian seemed to understand but not quite.

He wasn't familiar with the technical medical terms, but Jiang Chen had explained them in great detail.

Zhang Qian, standing nearby, kept explaining, "That's what I saw, that's what I saw. I don't know anything about projectile vomiting, that's what I saw..."

As she spoke, her pace quickened.

As someone with many years of interrogation experience, Li Jian knew that Zhang Qian was starting to lose her composure at this point.

He quickly turned to Zhang Qian and said, "Zhang Qian, I advise you to behave yourself."

"Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be punished severely. If you lie, regardless of whether you are the murderer or not, you will certainly face severe punishment."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jun's family glared angrily at Zhang Qian: "Did you really kill him? Did you really do it?"

"You wretched girl, you actually harmed my son! I'll fight you to the death!"

As they were talking, Wang Jun's mother lunged forward, but fortunately Li Jian pulled her back in time.

Then, Li Jian turned to Zhang Qian and said, "Zhang Qian, I advise you to explain the situation promptly. Otherwise, do you think you can get away with it?"

At this moment, Jiang Chen was carefully observing the vomit.

There was some grass next to the vomit, and there were many trampling marks on the grass.

There were also several cigarette butts next to the trampling marks.

He bent down, picked it up, and glanced at it. The cigarette holder was deeply bitten down, and there were nearly a dozen more cigarettes in the grass.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen understood deeply—there must have been someone waiting here for a long time last night.

And this person is very likely the murderer.

The cigarette butt must have been left by this person while they were staking out and waiting here.

Immediately, Jiang Chen turned around and walked over to Zhang Qian, saying, "Are you still trying to hide it? Who exactly are you trying to protect?"

"I know you're not the killer, but you must know who the killer is."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qian immediately burst into tears.

She looked around at Wang Jun's parents, then at her own parents.

Her parents were even more anxious and quickly said, "Girl, what do you want to say? Tell me!"

"I don't believe you killed someone, but tell me, who was it? What happened?"

Zhang Qian cried for almost two minutes.

Then she said, "I...I...it wasn't me, it was him...Zhang Biao."

"Zhang Biao? Which Zhang Biao?"

Wang Jun's father instantly became agitated, and he hurriedly said, "Do you know which Zhang Biao? I'll fight him to the death! I'll make him pay for his crimes in blood!"

At this moment, Li Jian waved his hand, signaling her to calm down.

Then he said, "Zhang Qian, come with me to the police station to explain things clearly."

Soon, Zhang Qian was taken back to the police station by officers.

On the way back, Jiang Chen, Li Jian, and Wang Hui rode in one car to the police station.

In the car, Li Jian turned to Jiang Chen and asked, "Jiang Chen, did you deduce from the corpse that he was attacked by someone else?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen replied, "The corpse did indeed give us some signals."

"One application is not enough to cause that kind of damage; it requires two consecutive contacts on the same area."

"If you fall, it's like falling twice in the same spot, which is obviously impossible."

"If the impossible has been ruled out, then the only possibility is that it was caused by an attack from someone else."