The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 385 - 231: Senior Sister, Show Us What You’ve Got!
Suddenly, an exclamation mark appeared on the display.
"Sorry, the license plate you queried does not exist."
"No such license plate?"
"Could it be a fake license plate?"
Then, he entered the license plate number again to confirm.
Soon, the same result appeared again.
"The license plate number you entered does not exist."
"Wow, fake license plate!"
"But does the vehicle have any other features?" Mr. Fu said as he enlarged the image again.
The car logo was painted black, showing no identification.
After a long silence, Zhang solemnly said, "Mr. Fu, there is indeed a problem with this vehicle."
"Not only is the car logo concealed, but the license plate is also fake, as if it’s intentional."
Then, he glanced at the screen, noticing the vehicle was parked far from the camera.
Although you could see the vehicle entering the area, thick woods had blocked the camera’s view.
From this angle, both the choice of vehicle, license plate, and parking position are very suspicious.
Mr. Fu felt his pocket and found only two cigarettes left.
He took one out and handed it to Zhang, lighting one for himself.
"It seems this car is indeed problematic."
"Can we track its route and see if other traffic cameras can discover any clues?"
Zhang nodded after hearing this.
"This method is worth a try."
"However, the license plate is counterfeit, and the logo is disguised too."
"Even if we check other cameras, it might not be effective."
"Mr. Fu, I feel this person is very cunning, with strong anti-surveillance capabilities."
"Every time the vehicle passes a camera, he adjusts the seat far back so his face is barely visible."
After hearing this, Mr. Fu said gravely, "Anyway, let’s have a look; it’s still a good idea."
At this moment, in the yard of Wang Jianghe’s house.
About ten officers were holding flashlights, their eyes focused on a pile of tools on the ground.
Some tools were already rusty.
Some tools had only surface wear.
......
Jiang An was squatting on the ground, carefully inspecting each tool.
Everyone held their breath, watching Jiang An’s every move intently.
At this moment, he again became the focus of the crowd.
After all, in the forensic field, there wasn’t anyone around who could compare to or surpass him.
At this moment, experts were doing expert things.
They just wanted to hear Jiang An’s final conclusion.
Mr. Qin was also a bit anxious at this point.
He squatted down, following Jiang An’s gaze, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I see you’ve examined nearly two-thirds of the tools."
"Haven’t found anything suspicious?"
Jiang An nodded: "Other tools have blunt force attributes, but to create a complete cranial deformation, they fall short."
Mr. Qin was somewhat surprised, picking up the nearest sledgehammer, saying, "This sledgehammer’s weight is substantial."
"If it strikes the head, it’s capable of cracking the skull completely."
Jiang An turned his head, glanced, and said, "Mr. Qin, this tool is indeed heavy."
"But precisely because of its weight, it doesn’t meet the conditions."
"What do you mean?"
Not only Mr. Qin, but others showed expressions of surprise.
"Striking the head should require a heavier tool, right?"
"If it’s a rubber rod, it surely wouldn’t produce such an effect."
......
Just as everyone was puzzled, Jiang An turned and explained: "If this metal hammer struck, the local impact force would be very large."
"Besides the complete skull fractures we observed, at the point where the hammer contacts the skull, there will be compression fractures due to immense stress."
"This is what we call a localized compression fracture."
"But, we didn’t notice any localized bone fragment separation on the body."
"Hence, I believe none of these tools meet the criteria."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Qin lightly nodded.
He related it to his life experience, "Mr. Jiang, you’re quite right."
"I think, based on my life experience, using something so heavy to strike could very likely punch a hole locally."
"Just like a bullet, it exerts very large local force, leading to a perforated-like fracture."
"However, if it’s too light, it can’t cause a fracture."
Before Mr. Fu finished speaking, Jiang An’s gaze fixed on a potential crime tool in front of him.
It was a fairly thick wooden stick.
He turned and said, "Sister, could you bring the light closer?"
"I want to examine this wooden stick closely."
Zhang Yean brought the light closer.
"Brother, I’m shining for you; can you see clearly?"
Jiang An nodded, then performed a rotating examination from top to bottom, and front to back.
After five minutes, he suddenly paused.
Seeing his action, everyone around knew he must have found something.
"Is there an issue with the wooden stick?" Mr. Qin asked.
"We can’t rule out the possibility of it being the murder weapon."
"Look at the split seam on this wooden stick; you can see a small amount of synthetic fiber."
"Synthetic fiber?"
Following Jiang An’s fingertip direction, others intensely stared at the seam on the wooden stick.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew.
Under the intense light, some fibrous material was seen floating locally.
The first to see it was Zhang Yean, who excitedly said, "I see it, I see it."
"The shape is very tiny, and it’s more than one strand."
The nearby officers asked curiously, "But what does the fiber in this spot have to do with the fatal attack?"
Jiang An explained, "Earlier, in the bedroom, we found the victim’s death position was near the bed head."
"And there’s a possibility of being struck with a pillow."
"The pillow cover is cotton material, and during the attack, it’s very likely to leave a fresh fibrous structure in this seam surface."
Upon hearing this, others instantly understood, especially Mr. Liu and Mr. Qin.
They became even more convinced of Jiang An’s expertise.
Mr. Qin quickly grasped Jiang An’s hand, saying, "Brother Jiang An, you’ve truly opened my eyes today."
"I always thought Beautiful Country’s scene investigation was at the forefront globally."
"But I didn’t expect the Dragon Country’s scene investigation to be even better."
"Such subtle fibrous material, you’ve detected it all."
"I wonder if there’s anything you can’t discover."
Mr. Qin was also impressed, noticing the wooden stick along with the wispy cotton-like substance.
He deeply understood that, ordinarily, it’s very challenging to find such fibrous material on these sticks.
Once found, it holds great value.
He then asked, "Brother Jiang An, should we retrieve the pillowcase for fiber comparison?"
Jiang An said, "If we can make a comparison and determine, it would be ideal."
"However, from a visual assessment, I believe the cotton wispy material on this stick very likely resulted from striking the pillow."
Next, Jiang An looked at the other end of the stick.
His hand rested right in the center of the wooden stick.
At this moment, he turned and said, "Sister, the next step is where you come in." Zhang Yean was thinking about the fibers, and upon hearing Jiang An’s words, she was suddenly taken aback.
She pointed to herself, saying, "Me? You must be joking."
"Brother, you’re the expert in this field."
Jiang An said earnestly, "As for scene investigation, I won’t be modest."
"But you are the expert in fingerprint identification."
He then pointed to the other end of the stick.
"I believe that this area might have been held by the suspect."
