The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 402 - 240: Jiang An Is the Blade of the Criminal Police
At this moment, inside the scrapyard, sunlight streamed through the mottled gaps in the roof.
Jiang An stood tall, wearing gloves, his eyes reflecting focus and determination.
Soon, he reached out and grabbed the trunk handle.
With a slight pull, the trunk slowly opened with a creak.
The next second, the crowd’s expectant gaze turned to one of surprise.
The trunk was empty, not to mention any valuable clues; even the mat at the base of the trunk was missing.
Just moments ago, everyone had hope, but upon seeing the scene before them.
Now they were like deflated balloons, sighing collectively.
Mr. Qin frowned, crossed his arms, and shook his head helplessly.
Mr. Fu scratched his head, looking defeated, muttering under his breath.
"What to do now, there’s nothing here."
Li Jian’s brows furrowed deeply into a ’川’ character.
They all knew well enough; the scene investigation feared running into situations like this.
It’s like trying to cook a meal without rice; without anything, there’s no clue to talk about at all.
At this moment, Mr. Fu stepped forward, still searching with his eyes in the trunk.
He began to speak, "Although I can’t confirm this is the vehicle from the video yet."
"But my instinct tells me there’s a great possibility."
"If we want to form solid written evidence, in my opinion, the next step is to rush the image examination and identification."
"Only this way can we further confirm if this is the same car as in the video."
Mr. Qin listened, nodding slightly.
His eyes deepened as he continued: "At present, the car’s interior is obviously cleaned very well. Finding traces left by the suspect."
"It’s hard, like finding a needle in a haystack."
Jiang An stood aside, quietly listening to the two discuss without saying anything.
He just squinted slightly, crouched down, and carefully searched inside the trunk with his gloved hands.
Although it seemed very clean, he didn’t want to miss any corner.
Suddenly, he straightened up, turned to look at Zhang Yean.
"Senior Sister, please get me a flashlight!"
Zhang Yean quickly reacted, darting to the toolbox. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
She opened the box, pulled out a strong flashlight, and swiftly walked to Jiang An, handing it to him.
"Be careful, don’t miss anything."
Jiang An nodded, his eyes firm.
He took the flashlight, switched it on, a beam of strong light streaming out.
Then, Jiang An bent over, starting to meticulously inspect the trunk inch by inch.
Despite the trunk appearing unusually clean to Jiang An, with none of the usual clutter.
However, he firmly believed, "If you’ve been here, you will leave a trace."
His criminal intuition told him that those minute trace evidence often hides in places hard for the naked eye to detect.
The teammates around him saw Jiang An so focused, and they instinctively went quiet.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixated on the trunk.
As if time stood still for Jiang An.
Everyone knew well from past case investigations, Jiang An could always find breakthroughs in dire situations.
This time, everyone pinned their hopes on him as well.
At this moment, Li Jian also bent down, getting closer to Jiang An.
Following that beam of strong light, he examined every corner.
Twenty minutes passed, and the flashlight beam in Jiang An’s hand suddenly froze, shining straight into the crevice on the right side of the trunk.
"Oh? Is there something?"
Li Jian’s heart tightened, and he leaned in closer for a better look.
But to his eyes, aside from the pitch black, nothing could be seen in the trunk, prompting a look of confusion.
Mr. Fu, behind, tiptoed to peer in.
Also in shock, he shouted, "No way, what’s there? I can’t see anything!"
"Mr. Li, there’s a hair in the crack here."
Jiang An said unhurriedly, a hint of excitement in his voice from finding a clue.
"Hair?"
"Where?" everyone asked in unison.
Zhang Yean quickly moved forward, leaning in, her eyes wide open.
Then, Jiang An pointed, "It’s here."
"The gap is particularly small; you’d never notice it without paying attention."
Under the guidance of Jiang An and Zhang Yean, Mr. Qin and Mr. Fu finally saw it clearly.
A very short, tiny hair hidden in the black crevice, barely visible, utterly insignificant.
Li Jian was initially taken aback, then reacted, showing an expression of admiration.
He raised a hand and patted Jiang An’s shoulder, giving a thumbs-up.
"To pull out such a tiny hair, your scene investigation ability is simply unbeatable,"
"I admire you!" Mr. Fu, standing nearby, nodded repeatedly, also offering praise.
"With just this capability of yours, this case has hope, I have confidence in solving it!"
Jiang An’s lips curled into a confident smile.
Then, he turned to Zhang Yean, looking at her gently said, "Senior Sister, please get a plastic evidence bag."
"This time, be careful, this hair is too crucial."
"Alright, rest assured!" Zhang Yean replied, quickly moving to the toolbox.
She crouched and, after some rummaging, found a transparent evidence bag.
Ripping open the seal, she jogged back to Jiang An, handing it over, simultaneously reminding, "Hold on tight."
Jiang An took the bag, glanced at it, and carefully placed the tweezers-held hair inside.
Once the hair settled securely within, he exhaled a long sigh of relief.
This hair was so short, it could easily slip from the fingertips if not careful.
Seeing the hair secured inside the evidence bag, it was considered "safely landed."
Zhang Yean held the evidence bag, examining it against the light.
The hair was approximately 2 centimeters long.
She excitedly said, "Junior, you are innately skilled at scene investigation. Even such micro trace can’t escape your eyes; what trace could possibly stump you!"
