Situ Ce looked back and said, "I just finished dissection and before I put it back and sew it, you came. By the way, I have a major discovery to tell you, wait first, I will put the internal organs back so that you won't vomit."

After saying that, Situ Ce quickly returned to the dissection table, carefully put the internal organs back into the chest and abdominal cavity of the body, then stitched it with a stitch, covered it with a white sheet, leaving only vomit and stomach contents in the tray.

After sorting it out, Situ Ce said: "Okay, Brother Furong, you can come here."

At this time, Helanbing also calmed down and returned to normal. He turned his head and looked at it. Sure enough, everything was normal. Then he put away the folding fan, walked over and said, "This corpse is really disgusting. I don't understand, why don't you let the coroner do it, and you have to do it yourself?"

Situ Ce said: "If you let the coroner do it, you're afraid you won't understand it."

"What did you understand?"

"The deceased did not die accidentally, but killed him!"

"He killed?" He Lanbing was surprised, "How did you know that he killed?"

"The various signs inside and outside the deceased showed that the deceased died of suffocation. I cut open the trachea of ​​the body and found that the trachea was filled with vomit. At first I thought it was the deceased's own vomit, which was caused by a coma and accidentally inhaling into the lungs. Later, I opened the deceased's stomach and I found that it was not the case at all. The things in the deceased's stomach were vegetarian dishes and rice. Although the vomit blocked in the trachea was already rotten, I still found it. It was chicken and pasta. The two were completely different, indicating that the vomit that blocked the deceased's trachea was not the deceased's own, but the other people's! It was this person's vomit that blocked the trachea, causing the deceased to suffocate to death!"

Situ Ce knocked on the two vessels containing the stomach contents and vomit, pointing to the things inside to explain. Such dirty things made Helanbing, who was already obsessed with cleanliness, and quickly opened his fan to cover his mouth and nose, and opened his eyes to look at Situ Ce: "You think you can tell which splash of vomit is chicken and pasta?"

This bunch of vomit has been digested into porridge, and the naked eye cannot tell what it is. Situ Ce naturally would not tell him that he was observed with a microscope through modern technology. He just smiled and said, "Just believe me, what I said is true. As for how I know, you don't need to ask."

"I understand, it's your spell." Helanbing nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Is the deceased suffocating to death by falling on a bunch of vomit? But, it's not right. There is nothing else in the scene except for the vomit on his chest and mouth and nose. Could it be that someone pressed him down and vomited on his mouth and nose, suffocating him? If it was intentional murder, it would be too troublesome. Wouldn't it be better to choke directly? Why do you need to use such an incredible method to kill someone? Is it an accident?"

"It's not an accident!" Situ Ce said with certainty, "I looked at the scars on the back of the deceased's head. Although there were cracks on the scalp, there were no fractures in the skull, and there were no damage and bleeding in the corresponding part of the brain. In other words, this fall did not cause much damage to the deceased, so there should be no coma."

"Well, this can explain the bloodstains at the scene. After the deceased fell, he must have walked around and then lying on his back."

"Yes, since the deceased did not fall into a coma, when the murderer vomited on his face, he could hold his breath and wipe the vomit with his hands without sucking it directly. The dissection learned that the vomit had completely blocked the trachea, which means that the deceased could not avoid these vomit at that time. He could neither use his hands to wipe it open nor do he could do it. The mouth and nose were completely covered with vomit and could not breathe. After suffocation, he inhaled the vomit into his lungs! The scene was a small alley, so the only thing that caused Lao Zhang to be unable to breathe was the murderer!"

Situ Ce lifted the sheet covering the corpse, exposed the deceased's arm, pointed to the light purple flake-shaped subcutaneous bleeding on the forearm, and said, "The deceased's forearm had such resistance injuries. At first, I didn't know why the resistance injuries appeared here, but there were no other parts. Later, I realized that the murderer was riding on the deceased's chest, clamping the deceased's arms with both feet, grasping the deceased's hair and fixing his head with both hands, and then vomiting on his face. Judging from the accumulated vomit on the deceased's head, face and chest, it basically ruled out that the possibility of drowning was pressed into the drowning fluid of the vomit. The deceased struggled hard, and such scars appeared on the clamped forearm! The deceased's hair would be scattered! Of course, it could also be two or three people, fixing his hands and feet, and then vomiting. However, no more traces of people were found at the scene, so this possibility was relatively small."

Speaking of this, Situ Ce picked up the hand of the deceased and said, "I extracted the residue from the crack of the deceased's nails and found that it was human flesh, not the deceased's own. This means that the deceased may have resisted and scratched the murderer during his lifetime. So, I think this is a murder together, not an accident!"

Helanbing was very surprised: "Can you confirm who the minced meat in the nails is?"

"It's almost the same." Situ Ce felt sorry for not carrying a DNA detection device when traveling through time, but that thing was too big and his portable solar cell could not be carried. Even if it was brought, he had to bring a high-power solar photovoltaic generator.

Helanbing sighed: "Brother Liuchuan, you are really more and more surprising." After pondering for a moment, he said: "Your analysis is right. If the murderer did not control the deceased's arms and head, he should not be unable to avoid the vomit and would not be suffocated to death. So this is a murder rather than an accident. - Who would the murderer be?"

"What is your investigation result?"

"By the way, I'm about to come to you to talk about this, but the captain and the others went to the surrounding area to visit. The person next door to the scene was around the second update last night, and it was really amazing. As you said in the second update, they heard a noise outside, but it quickly calmed down, so they didn't come out to check it."

"Oh? What's the noise?"

"I still want someone to argue, but they didn't care at the time, so I can't remember what to argue. By the way, there is also the sound of a gong falling to the ground."

"How many people quarrel?"

"I asked repeatedly. They recalled it for a long time, but still couldn't remember it. They said they only had a few quarrels. By the way, someone once heard a quarrel mentioning 'Jiang Laowu', and the ones behind them were unable to hear clearly."

"Jiang Laowu? Is this the murderer's name or someone else's?"

"No matter who it is, I think this Jiang Laowu is the key, and you must find this person." He Lanbing kept beating the palm of his hand, paced in the morgue, and said slowly: "The murderer had an argument with the deceased at that time. According to what you said, the murderer might have clamped the deceased's arm and grabbed his head so that he could not break free. In this way, the murderer and the deceased may have a grudge against the deceased! Therefore, we must investigate the enemy of the deceased Lao Zhangtou. Moreover, those who ate chicken last night were found, and those who ate chicken last night and couldn't tell where to go!"
Chapter completed!