The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 523 - 297: Complicated Love Life

"Of course, if I die a glorious death, I’ll definitely testify for you."

Wan gave a bitter smile, "Too bad, I’m still a virgin, haven’t even held a woman’s hand yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang An quickly turned around and jumped down. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"Haha, do you feel relieved now?"

Wan felt a huge relief, panting as he said, "Scared the hell out of me!"

Right after, Jiang An came down carrying his camera.

He opened the screen of his SLR camera and asked, "Look, doesn’t this place have obvious scratch marks?"

Wan and Zhang Yean leaned over, examining the screen carefully.

"It definitely does."

Jiang An observed for a moment, then enlarged the picture and was momentarily stunned.

"That’s not right! These scratch marks seem to have a hint of green."

"Green?"

In that instant, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

What wasn’t apparent to the naked eye became noticeable; after the camera zoomed in, the edges of the scratches had some green traces.

Immediately, Jiang An fell into deep thought.

Analyzing from a trace evidence perspective, these scratches and the green traces were basically distributed there at the same time.

In a sense, they should have formed simultaneously.

"Strange, why is there something green?"

Zhang Yean asked curiously.

Wan scratched his head, "The deceased’s clothes weren’t green. Do you think it’s possible they belong to the suspect?"

Zhang Yean nodded after hearing that.

"I think Wan is right; it’s very likely. Otherwise, how would something green adhere to the edge?"

Jiang An looked again, deep in thought.

As for the possibility discussed by the two just now, he had no reason to deny it.

However, Jiang An’s mind pondered other possibilities...

Meanwhile, Mr. Fu and Chen San arrived at the home of the female deceased, Wang Cuilan, along with three detectives.

Currently, only two small children and the deceased’s husband, Li Guang, were at home.

Mr. Fu stepped forward, showed his badge.

"Hello, we’re from the Jiangcheng Criminal Investigation Team, here to investigate the death of your wife, Wang Cuilan."

Li Guang nodded lightly, saying, "Thank you, officer, thank you."

"Whatever you need to ask, feel free to do so."

Once they were seated, Mr. Fu spoke solemnly, "Does your wife usually bear any grudges with anyone?"

Li Guang shook his head, "I don’t think so."

"Although Cuilan has a bit of a temper, she rarely had conflicts with others."

"I’ve been working outside for years, so I’m not very clear about the actual situation either."

"If there were some neighborhood disputes at home, that would be normal, but murder would be impossible, right?"

Mr. Fu nodded, saying nothing more.

Soon after, he paused slightly, then said, "Through our examination of the body, we found your wife seems not to have died by suicide."

"Not suicide?"

"Then what?"

Li Guang’s eyes instantly widened like brass bells, face full of disbelief.

Mr. Fu then said solemnly, "We suspect it might be murder followed by disposing of the body."

Upon hearing this, the man across was instantly stunned.

"Impossible!"

"How could she have been murdered?"

"Actually, before you came, the local police and her family suggested it might be due to unbearable life pressures leading to suicide."

"But now you tell me it was murder?"

"Is it really murder?"

"Who should I believe?"

Mr. Fu shook his head, "Our detective team handles cases very thoroughly, there’s no room for error in such matters."

"Currently, based on forensic examination and scene investigation, it’s almost certain it was murder."

"Therefore, we’ve come not only to inform you of this conclusion but also hope you can truthfully answer our questions, provide us with clues, so we can bring the culprit to justice early, and let the deceased rest in peace."

Upon hearing this, Li Guang’s face quickly turned to anger.

"Officers, you must find the murderer, you must bring him to justice!"

"I’m just an ordinary citizen, working out of town all year, and my wife works hard managing the household."

"I hope she can rest in peace when she leaves, without any regrets or grievances!"

"Of course."

Mr. Fu stated firmly, "It’s our duty."

After a slight pause, Mr. Fu asked, "How is the relationship between you and your wife?"

The man gave a bitter smile, saying, "You know about long-term separations in our kind of situation."

"There is affection, but how deep can it really be? Everyone is busy for the family."

"I come back just a few times a year, she’s alone most of the time."

"Do you often talk on the phone?"

"Yes, we call every week, mainly to discuss the children."

"When was the last call?" "Last Saturday."

"Did she seem unusual at that time?"

"No, not really."

Then, Mr. Fu asked a few other simple questions, but gained nothing.

Finally, he stood up, saying, "Please accept our condolences. When such things happen, face them bravely."

"Besides, there are two children at home."

As he spoke, he turned and glanced at the two students reading inside the house.

A moment later, as Mr. Fu was leaving, he glanced at the surrounding neighbors.

During the conversation with the deceased’s husband earlier, he always felt there were some things being concealed.

Especially regarding the couple’s relationship, it seemed not fully disclosed.

Next, Mr. Fu turned and went to the neighboring house.

After knocking on the door, he saw a woman doing the laundry.

He quickly approached, "Ma’am, there’s something I’d like to ask you about."

The woman paused her scrubbing, looked up, and asked, "Officer, what would you like to know?"

"Are you familiar with Wang Cuilan next door?"

"Wang Cuilan? Yes, we’re neighbors."

"But didn’t she jump off a bridge yesterday?"

Mr. Fu didn’t elaborate; instead, he asked, "With her husband often away, keeping her alone at home, were there any other emotional entanglements?"

After raising the question, the woman’s eyes conveyed more than words could.

She glanced around, finally speaking in a low voice, "It’s normal for a woman alone for so long to have such things."

Suddenly, Mr. Fu’s eyes brightened.

"Are you suggesting she had an affair?"

"With whom?"

"I’m not saying that, I’m afraid of retaliation."

"Don’t worry, our police will protect you."

At that moment, Jiang An, Zhang Yean, and Wan completed their bridge examination and came below the bridge to take a closer look.

Aside from a small amount of blood under the body, there was little new to discover.

As the three packed their equipment and got in the car, Jiang An suddenly asked, "Where’s the electric scooter now?"

Wan replied, "It should have been taken to the police station courtyard by the officers."

"Alright, let’s go check the electric scooter in the station courtyard."

"If it’s a case of disposing the body, then the scooter must have been ridden by the suspect."

Zhang Yean interjected, "The suspect rode it over?"

"You mean, the killer used the scooter to drag the body here and then left?"

"We can’t rule out that possibility."

"Clearly, this scene should be the dumping site."

"We still don’t know where the original scene is."

After some thought, Jiang An suddenly stated, "Since that scooter is probably the suspect’s, possibly contacted by the suspect."

"So we need to carefully and further inspect it."

In an instant, the three drove to the local police station.

Twenty minutes later, the police car arrived at the station courtyard.

Sure enough, in the northeast corner of the courtyard, there was a red electric scooter.