The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 428 - 251: Scratches on the Arm (2)

"No matter if it’s clothes or shoes, if they’ve been destroyed, it’s very likely that we won’t find any valuable evidence."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other people looked like they had been doused with cold water, all falling into silence.

Each person’s expression was somewhat heavy.

After all, solving any case is never smooth sailing.

There are the joys of success, and also the tears of failure.

Just like in this case, originally, they thought He Biao was the murderer.

But, when they found He Biao, it was a corpse.

After a brief silence, Li Jian took a deep breath.

"It’s okay, do your best and leave the rest to fate."

"Solving any case is not an overnight process; it requires us to do a lot of work."

"This case is no exception, so don’t get discouraged, let’s keep going."

Then he turned his head, looking gently at Jiang An.

"Jiang An, do you have anything else you’d like to add?"

"If not, we’ll start acting separately according to the plan."

Jiang An’s gaze shifted, looking towards the one-way glass, as if he discovered something.

He suddenly realized that the suspect Li Xiang was still wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt.

Even though the current temperature wasn’t as hot as summer, wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt wasn’t unusual.

A thought struck him, and he immediately said, "Captain, I think there’s a crucial clue in front of us that needs further exploration."

"A crucial clue? Is there another one?"

Li Jian’s eyes lit up and he quickly responded.

Jiang An nodded, a trace of mystery flashing through his eyes.

He spoke in a low voice, "In my view, there might be a crucial clue hidden on his body..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan was like a curious baby.

He guessed and asked, "I remember during the autopsy, they extracted all the components from the deceased’s nails."

"After testing, they didn’t find any unusual DNA."

Zhang Yean crossed her arms and after a moment of thought, said, "If soaked in water for a long time."

"Even if you grabbed a handful, let alone ten handfuls, it might not leave DNA traces."

Hearing this, Jiang An lightly nodded.

There was affirmation in his eyes, as he said, "What Senior Sister said makes a lot of sense."

"Even if there was intense physical contact between the deceased and the suspect, soaking in water, coupled with rapid currents, likely washed away all the DNA left under the nails."

Although Li Jian did not work in forensic science and technology,

he has been in criminal investigation for many years.

He greatly appreciated Jiang An’s idea.

In Li Jian’s career as a detective, he had also encountered many cases involving bodies in water.

With repeated testing on aquatic DNA, finding any evidence proved elusive.

Thinking of this, Captain Li Jian asked Jiang An, "In your opinion, what should we do next?"

Jiang An’s eyes were firm, nodding decisively, "Let’s go! Let’s take a look."

The four pushed open the door to Interrogation Room No. 2.

Inside the interrogation room, the lighting was cold and a sense of oppression filled the air.

Sitting beside them was Captain Qin, on the verge of losing his temper, his face as red as a ripe tomato.

This case was not easy to solve.

However, Captain Qin had confidence.

He initially thought he could get a confession very easily.

Yet, he didn’t expect Li Xiang to be a sly fox, unfazed once inside, like an old hand.

No matter the approach, they couldn’t pry open the suspect’s mouth.

Upon hearing the door open, Captain Qin quickly stood up.

He forced a smile on his face and asked, "Mr. Li, why are you here?"

Li Jian simply nodded slightly.

In front of the suspect, he tried his best to stay calm, not showing any flaws.

He briefly said, "We wanted to see how your interrogation was going."

Captain Qin shook his head helplessly, his face full of frustration.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes unconsciously turned to Li Xiang sitting opposite.

Seeing a few people suddenly rush in, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Li Xiang’s mouth.

A fleeting look of panic flashed in his eyes.

Then, Li Jian said sternly, "Let’s call in the forensic doctor to take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiang pretended to be calm and mocked, "Forensic doctor?"

"I’m a living person, not dead!"

Immediately, Jiang An took two steps forward, his pace steady and strong.

"You are right."

"In the eyes of the general public, a forensic doctor is like a coroner from ancient times."

Then he paused, his gaze sharp: "However, what many people don’t know is that living exams are an essential part of forensic work."

Li Xiang tilted his head slightly, an expression of disdain on his face.

He coldly said, "So what?"

"So what?"

"We need to check the condition of your skin now."

Speaking, Jiang An’s hand moved slightly, pulling out a pair of gloves from his pocket.

He continued, "At the time you met, you were not just standing there cursing at each other, right?"

"Physical contact couldn’t be avoided, and with little clothing, I just want to see if there’s any damage on your body."

In an instant, a trace of terror flashed across Li Xiang’s face, quickly replaced by calmness.

His eyes blinked, confidently raising his chin.

He waved his arm as if magnanimously saying, "Go ahead, check, feel free to check."

"Do you want to check the arm, the face, the thigh, or say a full-body examination?"

While speaking, Li Xiang glanced deliberately at the female officer Zhang Yean standing opposite him.

Subsequently, Jiang An said sternly, "Please be honest."

Then he turned to glance at Zhang Yean.

Zhang Yean understood at once.

She immediately exited the interrogation room.

Suddenly, there were only five men in the interrogation room, the atmosphere turning even heavier.

"Please take off your shirt!"

After Zhang Yean left, Jiang An said seriously.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiang hesitated.

A flash of panic appeared in his eyes, weighing the pros and cons, unsure of what might be exposed.

However, Jiang An seemed to see through his thoughts.

He stepped forward, his gaze as sharp as an eagle’s, saying, "What? Unwilling to take it off?"

"Do we need the two of us to forcibly strip your clothes off?"

"No need! I’ll take it off myself."

Then, Li Xiang gritted his teeth, reaching out to remove his T-shirt.

A shirtless man sat in the interrogation chair.

Nervousness glimmered in his eyes, yet he pretended to be calm.

Jiang An picked up a flashlight, the light slicing through the dimness of the interrogation room like a sharp blade.

He slowly directed the beam at Li Xiang’s right forearm, his gaze as keen as an eagle’s.

He examined every inch for potential traces.

From finger to wrist, forearm to upper arm, front to back, left to right, leaving no skin uninspected, striving to find any clue.

Two minutes later, the examination was complete.

His right forearm showed no issues.

Then, he turned the light to the left forearm.

Applying the same method, with equal meticulousness.

Suddenly, he stopped, eyes locked on the back of Li Xiang’s left arm.

There was an almost invisible scratch.

Seeing Jiang An’s actions, the others instantly understood, all crowding over like they’d discovered a treasure.

Following the light, none of the three saw anything unusual.

They only glanced at each other, with numerous questions in mind, but none expressed any surprise.

In their hearts, Jiang An’s judgment wouldn’t be wrong.

After a brief pause, Jiang An, with a serious face, said in a deep voice, "How did the scratch on your arm form?"

Li Xiang appeared surprised, then his eyes moved to his left arm.

After scanning it, he too seemed puzzled.

"What scratch?"

"This skin is so smooth, there are no wounds!"

"How can you say there’s a scratch?"

Then, Jiang An spoke deliberately: "When I say there’s a scratch, there is a scratch."

"Furthermore, it has already healed."