Mussen took out the white gloves in his pocket, and then took the gloves and picked up the small mirror in the corner. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As the old king said, a palm-sized, round small makeup mirror.

Mu Sen carefully pinched the mirror, found the comrades of the trace inspection team, and solemnly confessed: "It is very likely that there are fingerprints of the murderer on this mirror, please check it carefully, and notify me as soon as there is a result." Best...... As soon as possible. Mussen said as he tossed the mirror into his evidence bag.

He knew that the testing process would take some time, but under the pressure of the deadline given by L, he still said it as soon as possible. Although they are currently at the limit of their speed of solving crimes, as if death is urging them, Mu Sen has to say this request.

After finding the important physical evidence of the mirror, Mu Sen hurried back to the police force. Because the autopsy on Mo Zitong's side is also a very key clue.

An autopsy can not only know the mechanism and cause of the death of the deceased, but also give some clues about the murderer. Moussen never doubted this. So he has always said that Mo Ziqi is much more important than himself. Although he also knows some knowledge of forensic science, he is not as proficient as Mo Zidi.

On Mu Sen's way back to the police force, the autopsy on Mo Zitong's side was also in progress. So when he pulled Cao Jian into the forensic office, Mo Ziqi had already checked everything.

For Moessen, top-notch forensics require autopsy results to be accurate and fast. Because whether it is the speed of autopsy, the speed of autopsy, or the speed of results, the speed of forensic medicine can completely control the time to solve the case. Therefore, Mu Sen felt that Mo Zitong was a wizard in the forensic field.

Mu Sen and Cao Jian, who were wearing masks, asked directly as soon as they entered the door: "How is it?" ”

Except for Mo Zitong, the other three forensic doctors all looked at them with a strange look. Because in the process of forensic autopsy, even the captain cannot enter without permission. There are many, many reasons for this, and it is like the reason that when the hospital is performing surgery, it is not possible to enter people casually. The only difference is that one lying in bed is a living person and the other is a dead person.

But Mu Sen has never scrupled so much about doing things, and he has never let himself be bound by "rules". That's why he is so famous in the police world, but he stubbornly doesn't want an identity.

The results of the autopsy must be determined by the presence of at least three medical examiners at the same time, so this perennially deserted medical examination room is somewhat crowded at this time.

Mo Ziquan's voice that was so quiet that it was a little cold slowly sounded at this time: "The fundamental cause of Liu Daquan's death was reflex cardiac arrest caused by nerve compression in the neck. We don't need to discuss the parasympathetic preganglionic fibers that innervate the heart, but simply put, Liu Daquan compressed the vagus nerve during the hanging process, causing reflex heartbeat to slow down or even stop. Before he died, he should have experienced several respiratory arrests caused by the vagus nerve irritated by neck compression. Mo Ziqi raised his head, chuckled and said, "To put it bluntly, he has experienced the process of dying and living and dying several times. ”

Cao Jian was uncomfortable when he heard this, and he didn't want to look at the corpse more, so he only stared at Mo Zidi, waiting for him to continue to summarize.

"The deceased's face is blue and purple, commonly known as 'green hanging', which indicates that the deceased was indeed hanged in the rear position and did not change the state of the corpse. Because of the posterior hanging, the bilateral veins are compressed, and the arteries still have blood supply, and the blood return of the head and face is blocked, so the face is the same color. Mo Zidi lightly described the death of a dead man, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

Even the forensic doctors next to him were listening to Mo Zidi's words intently, just like Cao Jian and Mu Sen at this time. They were all eager to hear more clues and details from the mouth of this top forensic doctor that ordinary forensic doctors could not detect.

Mo Ziqi pointed to the neck of the deceased and said with interest: "This ditch is shallow and wide, indicating that it is suspended by a soft rope from beginning to end, which is the cloth we saw before." The number of turns has been double-checked, and there are no other strangulation marks and grooves. But I did find something interesting in this ditch. ”

As soon as Mo Zitong finished saying this, the first thing he was shocked was the other three forensic doctors. Because the real autopsy was done by the three of them, Mo Ziqi just watched from the sidelines, and didn't really do it. Then the three of them didn't find anything "interesting", how did Mo Zitong find out?

Mu Sen's attitude towards these forensic doctors was not strange at all, because he understood that Mo Zitong had always liked to do things alone. What's more, he was only watching the autopsy now, so even if he found something, he wouldn't discuss it with these forensic doctors.

Mu Sen raised his head slightly and motioned for Mo Ziqi to continue.

Mo Ziqi bent down slightly, looked at the deceased's ditch and said, "If you look closely, you will find that there are patterns and textures left on the skin at the ditch, and the longer you hang it, the more obvious it will be. He's been dead for days, so it's easy to see. ”

It was embarrassing for the whole room, for they either didn't notice it, or they wouldn't have come near a dead body to look at the horrible ditch.

Mo Ziqi didn't feel the change in the atmosphere, but continued with interest: "When the skin is still elastic, if the cord is lifted, such marks will disappear for a long time. This proves that Liu Daquan has not won the rope during the whole process. And I also compared this pattern impression with a rope, and it turned out that they did not match. ”

Mo Ziqi stood up straight again and looked at Mu Sen and Cao Jian.

Cao Jian asked incomprehensibly at this time: "The rope has never been taken down, nor has it been replaced, and the marks on the neck do not match...... W-What does this mean? ”

Mu Sen on the side suddenly smiled, then looked at Cao Jian, and put his hand on his neck and said, "It proves that in the process of hanging, there was a padding between the rope and the neck." ”

"This ...... Is it because you are afraid of pain? Cao Jian asked suspiciously.

Mu Sen smiled and explained: "I'm afraid that he won't go up for fear of hurting." I think this was probably the woman's idea, and he did this just to ask Liu Daquan to relax his guard. How could someone who could think so much about you really kill you? ”

After speaking, Mu Sen looked at Mo Ziqi and said, "Don't sell Guanzi, just say it, what did you find." ”

Mo Zitong knew that he couldn't hide anything from Mu Sen, so he had to smile and say: "The patterns have been carefully compared, and I have observed with the enlarged photos that the pattern printed on the ditch should be a label." This is such a rare clue, and then I started to use my mobile phone to look up the products of this label. It turned out to be a lady's underwear/clothing. However, it has been discontinued for two years, and there are very few stores that still sell it. ”

It was only at this time that Cao Jian suddenly understood Mo Zidi's intentions. The imprints on this ditch have left information about the murderer, as long as you go to the store that sells this kind of underwear/clothing, and then cross-compare the profile given by Mu Sen, I believe that you will soon find clues about the murderer!

Cao Jian was a little excited, he turned around and was about to go out to give an order, but he was soon stopped by Mo Zidi, and he said half-jokingly: "Don't worry, Captain Cao, I have other clues to tell you here." ”

"And?" Cao Jian never knew that the role of forensic medicine could be so great! Perhaps because there are so few corpses that can be dissected every year, Cao Jian really doesn't feel that forensic medicine can play such a role.

Looking at Cao Jian's surprised gaze, Mu Sen said with a smile: "Team Cao, don't be surprised, his skills are far more than that. As long as the corpse is in his hands, he can give no less profiles and clues than me. ”

With a hint of curiosity, Cao Jian patiently continued to listen to Mo Zidi's miraculous autopsy.

Mo Zitong picked up a plate from the table next to him at this time, and there was a small pile of disgusting black objects on it, and I don't know what it was, in short, it made people feel disgusted when they looked at it.

"...... this?" Cao Jian asked with a slight frown.

Mo Zitong looked at the pile of things without feeling and said, "Oh, this is the remaining digestive matter in the stomach of the deceased, fortunately, there is still a little left." ”

Mo Zitong's disapproving expression was as if what he was holding in his hand was just an ordinary plate of home-cooked food. It can be seen that the psychological quality and bearing ability of forensic medicine are really not comparable to ordinary people.

"After inspection, it was found that there were a lot of peppers and the like. This should be a more authentic Sichuan cuisine, so this type of adjuncts will be placed. So ......" Mo Ziqi put down the plate, looked at Cao Jian and said, "The last meal of the deceased Liu Daquan should have been eaten in a Sichuan restaurant." But according to his personality, he doesn't look like a person who can go out and enjoy food by himself. It is very likely that he ate with the murderer. And he's an introvert, not the kind of person who will go out of his way to eat. So just look for the surveillance video of his death in Sichuan Cuisine near his home, maybe there will be clues. ”

Cao Jian finally couldn't help it, he sighed excitedly: "People often say that there is no right evidence of death, and now looking at Forensic Mo's autopsy reasoning, I have to believe that dead people can speak!" Rest and rest, and I'll take care of the rest. Whether it's an underwear/clothing shop or a Sichuan restaurant, I promise to catch that hanged ghost as quickly as possible! ”

Listening to Cao Jian's words of such morale, Mu Sen was naturally happy. It's just that in his heart, he faintly expects that Cao Jian can catch the woman before she kills again. Because the woman's methods have become more and more blatant, she has lost control. The time interval between killings will get shorter and shorter. It's not just about the next victim's life, it's also about the deadline given to them.