The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 377 - 227: Please Come with Me Once More! (Part 2)
Li Jian nodded in agreement, "Makes sense, breaking through on key points might lead to major discoveries."
His lips curled slightly, revealing a barely noticeable sense of relief for having a team member as professional and sharp as Jiang An.
Saying that, they picked up their tools and turned towards the right bedroom.
Jiang An put on gloves, his fingers nimbly adjusting the fit to ensure flawless operation, then he turned on the high-powered flashlight.
Inside the room was a double bed and two wardrobes, tidily arranged, with no signs of struggle or damage.
Jiang An held up the flashlight, scanning every corner of the bedroom inch by inch.
His eyes were so focused it seemed they could pierce through any darkness, leaving no trace unnoticed.
Wan also clutched a high-powered flashlight, closely following behind.
He took a glance around and whispered, "This bedroom doesn’t look unusual, where should we look for breakthroughs next?"
Jiang An replied in a deep voice, "It looks tidy, but we need a detailed examination."
"According to investigative standards, nothing can be overlooked."
"However, the footprints and fingerprints on the floor inside are of no value anymore."
While speaking, he crouched down to check under the bed, his eyes showing professional calmness.
Li Jian sighed lightly and said, "Yes, this is the victim’s home, it’s normal to find his and his wife’s fingerprints and footprints."
"Next, we have to focus on looking for fingerprints and footprints of a third person."
He inserted his hands into his pockets as he paced around the room, his eyes continuously scanning the surroundings, contemplating various possibilities of the case.
Zhang Yean nodded in agreement after hearing this, "Exactly! If there’s an accomplice, they would definitely leave traces."
As she spoke, she raised her camera, adjusting the parameters, ready to capture crucial evidence at any time.
Soon, the four of them busied themselves.
Following investigation protocols, they opened closets and drawers, even flipped through the lower sections of the cabinets, their actions cautious yet decisive.
Jiang An focused on inspecting the wooden bed.
In his view, that bed was highly likely the place where the victim last stayed.
Jiang An didn’t believe an adult could face death so calmly.
Although the victim was in the late stage of liver cancer, having worked in forensic medicine for years, he knew how strong the instinctual resistance at the brink of death could be.
Jiang An followed the sequence from top to bottom, uncovering the bed’s bedding and pillows, each movement gentle and precise.
He didn’t even let a single hair on the pillow slip by.
Even though he was unsure of Wang Jianghe’s hair color or length.
He still carefully extracted every strand from the pillowcase.
At this moment, Li Jian, holding a flashlight, slowly and cautiously opened a drawer.
Suddenly, his gaze fixed on an insurance policy.
On the cover, the personal information clearly showed the insured was Wang Jianghe.
Seeing the captain froze, Wan moved closer, "Captain, found something important?"
His voice carried a hint of excitement, as if seeing the dawn of solving the case.
Li Jian turned to look at him, handing the insurance policy over, "This is a life insurance policy bought by the deceased, Wang Jianghe, age 75 at enrollment."
"If he dies before 75, the insurance company compensates 1 million."
His tone was flat, but inside, waves of turmoil rose.
A speculation about the motive for murder silently formed in his mind.
"Wow, 1 million! That’s a lot?"
Wan exclaimed out loud upon taking a look.
At that moment, a crucial question flashed rapidly across Li Jian’s mind.
Could this 1 million be the motive for murder?
Then, he opened two other drawers, and another life insurance contract came into view—again, insured was Wang Jianghe.
The beneficiary was unsurprisingly the legal beneficiary.
Li Jian’s heartbeat suddenly sped up, feeling a step closer to the truth.
He had handled numerous insurance-related criminal cases before and knew the legal inheritance inside out.
Li Jian vaguely remembered Mr. Qin mentioning that Wang Jianghe’s hometown had an elderly grandmother.
From a legal inheritance perspective, the heirs were Wang Shantao and his grandmother.
With the insurance compensation, both of them could receive a sum of money.
Could this be the motive for the murder?
Just then, Jiang An focused intently on the bed frame, raised his hand and shook it, the bed was as steady as a rock.
His eyes reflecting confusion and inquiry, trying to decode the victim’s final secrets from the bed’s steadiness.
Zhang Yean, with her camera slung over her shoulder, stood beside, ready to document the items extracted.
Seeing the scene before her, she turned her head and said, "This bed looks really sturdy, seems to be made of that good rural wood, heavy duty."
Jiang An nodded, using both hands to lift upwards, the bed remained unmoved.
He clenched his teeth, his forehead veins slightly bulging, intending to try again with all his might.
Suddenly, a thought popped into his mind.
He immediately crouched down, inspecting carefully, without missing any detail.
There was nothing unusual under the bed except for a few pairs of slippers.
However, when his peripheral vision caught sight of the four bed legs, he suddenly froze.
He lay on the ground, motionless, as if he had discovered a treasure, his breath becoming rapid.
Zhang Yean watched curiously beside him, then crouched down and glanced under the bed, saying, "It’s just a few pairs of shoes, nothing special."
Her tone carried a hint of confusion, not understanding why Jiang An was so excited.
Jiang An turned to her, "The shoes aren’t special, and they’re neatly placed, but there’s something wrong with the positions of the bed’s four corners."
Zhang Yean blinked, her gaze focusing on the bed corners, puzzling, "What do you mean?"
Jiang An said in a deep voice, "Look at these four corners of the bed, there are slight signs of movement."
As he spoke, he pointed to the bed corners, indicating for Zhang Yean to take a closer look.
"Oh? You can see that?"
Zhang Yean retorted, leaning closer to take a look, indeed she saw faint traces of movement near one of the bed legs.
She couldn’t help but click her tongue, turning her head and saying, "Wow, such a heavy bed can be moved, the strength must have been enormous at that time."
Her face was full of shock, amazed by this discovery.
Jiang An nodded solemnly, saying:
"I just used all my strength, but couldn’t lift this bed, it shows that the bed is very heavy."
"Under such heavy circumstances, there’s still movement, enough to prove the victim struggled fiercely before dying."
His voice was heavy, as if he could feel the victim’s despair and helplessness at that time.
After a moment, Jiang An stood up and said, "This bed is very likely the primary scene of the victim’s death."
His eyes were firm, exhilarated by this major discovery.
Upon hearing this, Li Jian and Wan turned heads and quickly walked over.
"What? This is the murder scene?"
Their voices carried a hint of shock.
Jiang An nodded, "The bed is so heavy yet moved, indicating the struggle was intense."
Li Jian crouched down, glanced at the bed, and scanned the area.
He nodded in agreement, "It seems this is the primary scene."
Thus, the four of them gathered around the bed, their eyes locked onto it, each mind pondering what really happened here at the time of the crime.
Every face was filled with gravity as if placing themselves in that thrilling night.
After a long while, Jiang An said in a deep voice, "Indeed, since there was such fierce struggle."
"But his wife looks quite frail, I suspect the murderer might not be alone."
After thinking for a long time, Li Jian nodded, "If this is truly the primary scene."
"The murderer definitely isn’t alone."
Their eyes met, nodding to each other.
They both understood the complexity of the case far exceeded their imagination.
Just then, Mr. Liu from the police station arrived with a team.
He began, "Mr. Li, sorry to keep you waiting."
"We rushed here as soon as we received the notification."
As Li Jian saw them coming, he nodded in acknowledgment, "Alright, this is in your hands, make sure to safeguard the strengths of the criminal investigation team’s three key members."
Mr. Liu patted his chest confidently:
"Rest assured, we’ll protect them well."
Li Jian nodded, then said, "Brother Jiang An, you continue investigating the scene."
"I’ll take the woman back to the team for further questioning."
Soon, Li Jian went outside.
At this moment, the woman was sitting on a stone bench, and upon seeing Li Jian come out, she quickly stood and asked:
"Are you all done over there?"
Li Jian had a serious expression, speaking in a deep voice, "Madam, we still need you to come with me to the criminal investigation team."
The woman’s face instantly turned fearful, she said in a trembling voice, "Ah, do I still need to go?"
"Didn’t I just come from there?"
Her hands covered her mouth, eyes filled with fear and confusion.
Li Jian explained:
"Earlier was questioning, now it’s interrogation."
"Though there’s only a word difference, the meaning is significantly different."
"What do you mean?" the woman asked.
Li Jian solemnly said, "The last time, you were the deceased’s family member."
"This time, you are the suspect."
