The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 464 - 269: White Bone’s Abnormality (Part 2)
Hearing this, Zhang Yean instantly understood.
Her eyes sparkled as she replied, "Indeed!"
"If it’s a murder case, it would either be solved or remain a cold case;
If it’s a suicide case, there would definitely be strict investigation procedures."
"Narrowing it down like this is quite reliable!"
"Yeah, this shouldn’t be difficult."
After understanding Jiang An’s meaning, Wan’s hands once again flew over the keyboard.
After a series of rapid typing sounds, he pressed the enter key.
As expected, only 70 pieces of information appeared on the screen.
Seeing this result, a slight smile of relief appeared on the faces of all three.
Wan was especially overjoyed, his eyes turning into slits from smiling.
"Hey, this makes things a lot easier, 70 pieces of information."
"Our efficiency is top-notch!"
At this moment, Jiang An spoke again, "I think we need to check another factor."
"What is it?"
Zhang Yean and Wan asked in unison, their heads close together, eyes wide, like two curious babies.
Jiang An looked serious, frowning slightly, "We need to check the situation of unidentified female corpses appearing in Jiangcheng."
"I have a feeling that the murderer’s choice of victims is quite distinctive, and the victims being female might be one of the characteristics."
"No problem, I’ll check right away."
As Wan said this, he quickly typed "female unidentified corpses" on the keyboard.
Soon, 30 pieces of information popped up on the computer.
From over 5,000 pieces of information, it suddenly narrowed down to 100.
The scope of the case file inquiry was greatly reduced.
Wan, excited, slapped his thigh, shouting, "Wow, this efficiency is simply amazing."
Immediately after, the printer emitted a "zzzz" sound.
Two lists were instantly printed out.
Jiang An grabbed the printouts, turned, and said to the two, "Next, let’s sort out all the relevant case files and inspect them one by one."
"I refuse to believe we can’t find any clues."
The three of them began searching the shelves one by one, based on the catalog numbers in their hands.
Not long after, they had sorted out all the targets.
Looking at the stack of over 100 bulky case files, the three couldn’t help but sigh.
Wan gave a wry smile, his face looking worse than crying.
"Oh my!"
"There sure are a lot of them."
Jiang An said in a deep voice, "No worries, we’ll return to the meeting room and study them slowly."
With that, the three carried the over 100 case files and headed to the criminal investigation team’s meeting room.
Meanwhile, Li Jian and Mr. Fu’s team were traveling under the night sky.
Two police cars were speeding in different directions on the highway.
The people in the cars took turns driving and resting.
At this moment, Li Jian was sitting in the police car, staring at the retreating shadows of trees outside the window, with a furrowed brow.
He felt immense pressure, as if a huge stone was pressing down on his chest.
Since he became the deputy team leader, he hadn’t solved a single cold case.
Back in the day, when he first took up the position of team leader, he had confidently promised Mr. Ma personally.
"During my tenure as a criminal investigation team leader, I will do my utmost to increase the cold case resolution rate to at least 50%."
But now, after almost five years as the team leader, not a single cold case had been cracked.
Thinking of his past pledge, his face flushed with shame, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.
These 10 cases, he had privately studied many times, and there was no shortage of public discussions.
Yet every time it ended with no results, like a tangled mess with no thread to pull.
Thinking of this, he sighed lightly, full of helplessness.
He used to think solving cases relied on technology and equipment.
Mobile phone tracking, video surveillance, breakthrough interrogations, and so on.
But now he realized that talents are the most critical.
No matter how good the equipment and technology, they can’t match the direct and effective role of people.
Unconsciously, Jiang An’s figure appeared in his mind.
This young and handsome guy actually had a fair share of knowledge in criminal investigation and solving cases.
Every time they encountered a difficult problem, he always managed to come up with new ideas, which were refreshing...
In Li Jian’s view, as long as Jiang An was there, he renewed his confidence in solving these cases.
Take the current case, for example, although there was considerable research in the early stages, only Jiang An’s analysis on the scene was enlightening.
The idea for solving the case proposed by Jiang An made him faintly feel hopeful about breaking the case.
Under the sparse moonlit sky, everyone was silently contributing in various corners.
Like a group of tireless guardians, they safeguarded the peace of the city.
Day and night, working tirelessly through the night.
By around seven in the morning the next day, Zhang Yean and Wan couldn’t stop yawning, their eyes bloodshot and faces full of exhaustion.
Wan was even walking a bit unsteadily, like he was drunk.
In contrast, Jiang An was lively and energetic, staring directly at the case files without blinking.
Last night, their method of reviewing the case files was a streamlined process.
First, Zhang Yean looked over them, then passed them to Wan, who would look over them and then pass them to Jiang An.
Jiang An was the final checkpoint.
Wan raised his hand to cover his mouth, laughing bitterly, and said: "Oh my!"
"How come I’m worn out from staying up late at such a young age?"
"Previously, when I went out with the team captain, staying up late to catch criminals, I didn’t feel this tired."
"Sitting in the office all night feels worse than staying up several nights in a row; my old back feels like it’s about to break."
Zhang Yean smiled slightly, the gentle curve of a smile appearing on her face.
"Brother, working at a desk in the office is not the same as going out to catch people, is it?"
"Is it not the same?"
"Isn’t it both considered staying up late?"
"Of course, it’s not the same."
"When you’re catching bad guys, your adrenaline surges, you’re stimulated, and you get more excited."
"But when we work like this, like revising for senior year, the more you work, the more exhausted you feel; your brain almost stops working."
As Zhang Yean explained, she rubbed her temples gently with her hand.
"Yeah, that’s true."
The two of them nodded their heads as they spoke.
At the same time, their gazes coincidentally fell on Jiang An sitting opposite them.
At this moment, Jiang An seemed completely unaffected by the tiredness from staying up late, remaining fully immersed.
Their earlier conversation seemed never to have entered his ears; he was staring fixedly at the case files, occasionally flipping through the pages.
Seeing this, Zhang Yean stood up, walked to the adjacent tea room, skillfully poured a cup of coffee, and carefully offered it to Jiang An.
"Junior brother, you’ve worked hard. Have a cup of coffee to refresh yourself."
Turning his head to look, Jiang An’s eyes flashed with gratitude, and he smiled, saying: "Thank you, senior sister."
Wan also joined in teasing: "See, being young is great."
"Stayed up all night and still looks like nothing happened."
"We’re both yawning away, and I suspect he secretly took some magical stimulant."
Jiang An smiled and replied: "Brother, don’t praise me."
"I’m really not as miraculous as you say; I’m just younger than you guys and can still withstand staying up late."
"If we keep staying up, I might eventually collapse too."
Zhang Yean raised her hand to check the time, her eyes fixed on the watch’s face, saying: "It’s already time for normal breakfast."
"Let’s go to the soup dumpling shop across the street, eat something to recharge, and then we’ll continue working."
Wan agreed: "You know, after a whole night of reviewing case files, I feel hungrier than running a marathon; my stomach is starting to grumble, let’s go."
Wan looked at Jiang An, his eyes full of expectation, inviting: "Jiang An, let’s go."
"You need to eat well to have energy for work."
Originally, Jiang An had already put down the case files and was ready to get up.
Suddenly, the corner of his eye caught sight of two photos.
Instantly, as if jolted by electricity, he jumped up excitedly.
Then he sat back down with his eyes wide open.
"What... what’s going on?"
"What’s wrong?"
Seeing Jiang An’s unusual behavior, Zhang Yean and Wan both showed signs of surprise.
Soon, Zhang Yean and Wan each moved to Jiang An’s side.
At this moment, all three of their gazes were focused on the case files in front of them, their eyes wide as if they were trying to see through the files.
Where their gazes landed were two photos of partial examination of the White Bone.
Wan glanced at the case file cover, squinting slightly, and said softly: "This forest white bone case involves an unidentified female victim."
Jiang An nodded, looking serious as if a storm was about to break, said: "On this corpse, we didn’t find any of the victim’s documents, even the clothes are tattered."
"Don’t you find this problematic?"
Zhang Yean asked in surprise: "Problematic."
"You mean, the clothes are tattered, full of holes?"
Jiang An shook his head repeatedly, saying word by word: "Not the clothes, the White Bone."
