The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 411 - 244: This Piece of Evidence Is Very Strange!
Inside He Biao’s residence, the atmosphere was as heavy as the calm before a storm.
Li Jian, Jiang An, and Zhang Yean were fully armed, their eyes conveying a warlike vigilance.
Though this wasn’t a crime scene in the traditional sense, full of blood and chaos.
They all knew full well in their hearts.
This place’s importance was no less than any actual murder scene.
Jiang An stood in the middle of the living room like a vigilant leopard, with piercing eyes, meticulously scanning every corner of the room inch by inch.
The coffee table, the bookshelf, the TV cabinet...
No object could escape his forensic eyes.
It was as if these inanimate items were about to spill their secrets under his scrutiny.
Suddenly, Jiang An’s gaze was magnetically drawn to a row of books on the shelf.
Li Jian, who had been observing Jiang An’s every move, instantly caught his unusual reaction.
He slightly turned his body, casting an inquisitive look.
Then, Li Jian asked softly, "Jiang An, what’s going on?"
"Is there something wrong with that bookshelf?"
Li Jian’s voice was low yet concerned, as if afraid of disturbing the dormant clues within the room.
Jiang An nodded slightly without saying much.
Yet, internally, he was in turmoil.
Countless thoughts raced through his mind: Why are the books on this shelf so striking?
Coincidence, or deliberate?
He quickly walked towards the bookshelf.
At this moment, Li Jian and Zhang Yean followed closely behind.
Their eyes were simultaneously fixed on the third row of the bookshelf.
On the left-hand side, several conspicuous books on forensic science and criminal investigation stood out.
"Forensic Sciences of the Scene," "New-style Investigative Science," and "Trace Examination Science."
A flicker of light appeared in Li Jian’s eyes,
as the head of the crime investigation unit, his advanced logical analysis skills instantly kicked in.
Murmurs of suspicion rippled through his mind: Why would such specialized materials emerge in a typical household?
Moreover, this is the home of someone under police scrutiny; what secrets lie behind the presence of these books?
This question pounded on the surface of his thoughts like a boulder casting tides in an autumn pond.
Jiang An cautiously reached out to gently pull out the three books.
The books looked brand new, as if they had just left the printing press.
They starkly contrasted with the slightly yellowed, time-weathered books on the shelf, each exuding the aura of a fresh, untouched copy.
Jiang An opened one, "Criminal Investigation Science."
Li Jian and Zhang Yean took the other two and began to read them carefully.
Zhang Yean, after flipping a few pages, couldn’t help but gasp.
"Wow, this book even has notes!"
She widened her eyes, pointing at page five.
Important terms and key points on trace examination science were marked distinctly in different colored pens.
As an expert in scene investigation, Zhang Yean knew the weight of the knowledge this book contained.
Li Jian found his copy of "New-style Forensic Medicine" detailed death time examination and cause of death analysis,
and the ink of the notes was still fresh, evidently written not too long ago, leaving him speechless.
Looking at the "Criminal Investigation" in Jiang An’s hand, it too was filled with scribbles and annotations. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖
Although he hadn’t reached the last page, traces of thought were evident wherever he’d read.
For a moment, the three exchanged stunned glances, shock etched across their faces.
They could hardly imagine the earnestness of the suspect under police watch, making notes as if preparing for a major exam.
Li Jian smacked his lips, breaking the silence first: "That’s unexpected."
"We’ve encountered a truly cunning and professional criminal this time; we must tread carefully."
His words carried hints of frustration alongside immense caution.
Zhang Yean shook her head in agreement: "Exactly."
"I always thought these books were the ’exclusive rights’ of our police and crime investigators.
"Who knew they would appear in an ordinary household? Times are getting harder to fathom."
Her words were accompanied by a furrowed brow, showing her frustration over this tricky situation.
Jiang An nodded slightly, his expression calm.
He said in a deep voice, "It’s not entirely surprising."
"With online shopping so advanced, while this knowledge is our treasure for solving cases,"
"It’s not classified and isn’t difficult to buy outside."
His voice had calm and logic, seemingly cooling the slightly heated surroundings.
Li Jian sighed heavily, reflecting: "Yes, after so many years in criminal investigation,
I’ve felt the suspect’s counter-surveillance skills balloon like an inflated balloon."
"I hadn’t thought that TV dramas and news reports have become their ’advanced studies’ material."
"However, I have never encountered a suspect’s household with such professional books before."
Slight resignation mixed with the world-weary perspective of an old investigator was apparent in his gaze.
Compared to their musings, Jiang An’s mind was as serene as an undisturbed lake.
Suddenly, the news Li Jian had previously informed him resurfaced in his mind.
The suspect He Biao’s body was found in the water.
Although the body was swollen and unidentifiable at the moment, judging from Li Jian’s tone in the call, it seemed quite probable.
Thinking further along, if He Biao had such formidable anti-detection abilities, how did he end up this way?
