Chapter 59: The Malignant Gift Case - Female Corpse in the Morgue

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  The moral standards formed by the crowd are not intended to constrain freedom, but to protect it.

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  I kidnapped a man's son, and he said his son was already sent to me - what kind of situation is this????

  Considering this unreasonable situation, the gift he brought might just be a gift and shouldn't have any hidden intentions...

  But I was really worried, so I hid his phone. He still thought I had stolen his wallet. In the end, he gave me two gifts as a "return"?

  And one of the known gifts also has a value that cannot be measured by money, and if there is no gift box to open, it's similar to this - in that case, isn't this person too generous? Isn't it too impossible...

  Knock knock knock!

  "Back to your senses!" Mr. Chen tapped on the table and asked me, "Have you thought it through?"

  "What? Huh? Oh! Career change? I'm still thinking about it."

  "Do you plan on considering retirement here? Browsing Taobao and buying things, doing what even my over 90-year-old grandmother can do, what's the use of having you around then!!" Old Chen scolded as he saw me with Taobao open on my computer.

  I calmly picked up the melon seed shells on the table and explained, "Looking at Taobao pages helps me think. By the way, Old Chen, let me report to you that Wang Yong is a soldier, and the Big Corpse Pit case involves the military."

  "(It's so obvious) Still need to investigate!!!! Go with me to identify the injury!!!!"

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  I've indeed been lazy lately.

  But do I have superpowers? No. Do I have special functions? No. Is my dad a powerful and influential person? No. Is the princess who lives in the palace my mom? No. Does Bill Gates know me? No. Can I be related to Jack Ma? No...

  So... nothing's going on, why don't you just go to work?!

  Painful memories linger, I must pull myself together.

  There are many monks but little porridge. As a cold-case detective, I'm lucky to get any cases at all, and being able to go with Old Chen to assess the emotional damage is already a good thing.

  The forensic identification of injuries is actually very boring, with many "famous" forensic doctors surrounding the skull and finally giving a unified conclusion.

  The compensation for secondary disability and primary disability must be different, and no matter whether it is the victim or the perpetrator, their expectations are extremely high. The injury assessment says that it is an assessment, but in fact, more effort is put into making both parties accept the conclusion of the assessment.

  Don't petition and don't make trouble, pay compensation when you should, apologize when you should, take what you should take, harmony is the ultimate goal.

  So the more forensic doctors who gather for injury identification, the better. The more senior the forensic doctor who conducts the identification appears, the better. The more numerous and senior they are, the more credible they will be to both parties involved.

  It is also much safer for forensic doctors who participate in the appraisal, and they are not afraid that some unscrupulous people will slander them by saying that the appraiser's forensic doctor has received bribes.

  But this time I was driven out as soon as I entered for appraisal.

  The identification was at the Fifth City Hospital ward, and Dr. Gu was waiting at the hospital entrance, Dr. Jia was also there. When we arrived at the ward, the forensic doctors who were already present came over to shake hands with Old Chen, I don't know what's going on, a rude forensic doctor said to me: "Trouble, where is the tea...?"

  He didn't notice until he spoke up that I was carrying a survey box in my hand, and he was stunned.

  I'm full of black lines: "Hello, I'm also a forensic doctor, my surname is Qin."

  At this time, the victim's family heard that it was not working and pointed at me to ask: "Is she also a forensic doctor who came to identify us? How can you find such a child to fill in? How can you find a child to fill in? We paid the money! We paid the money!……”

  Dr. Gu pushed me out without saying a word, and then pretended to comfort me: "Little Qin, you go ahead and avoid this for now, I still need to go comfort the injured, ah, don't take it to heart..."

  I turned around and left without saying a word, he was still shouting behind me, too lazy to bother with this person.

  It's better to get it over with, I'm not even willing to do this job anyway, so boring.

  After being blown out, I originally wanted to go back to sleep, but the faint smell of blood in the hospital, the taste of disinfectant, what was presented before my eyes were all diseased organs, various wounds...

  My legs somehow walked towards the hospital morgue, I thought to myself, since I've come all this way, it's only natural to take a look at the morgue, everyone is curious about it, right? And as usual, the morgue wasn't locked and no one was watching, so it was perfectly normal for me to push open the door and take a look.

  If I take a look at each of the corpses... Well, this is a bit too much, I'll just sneak a peek and not let anyone know.

  It's been a long time since I've dissected, I really miss these corpses. If I change careers, I might never see them again. The stories and mysteries that each corpse tells about their past life fascinate me so much. I can speculate how they died, which serves as a reference for speculating how I myself will die...

  In the afternoon, Old Chen went to the Third Municipal Hospital for another injury appraisal. The appraisal was arranged on a day that coincided with Old Chen's schedule. Some of the injured were seriously hurt and could not be moved, otherwise they would have been arranged in one place.

  Arriving at the Municipal Third Hospital, Dr. Gu said: "Old Chen, do you think we should let Xiao Luo go in or not? I'm worried about the emotions of the injured and their families, as well as the perpetrator's emotions...".

  What's the point of getting a small injection? If it doesn't work, I don't care. I'd rather go to the hospital mortuary to pass the time.

  A patient who had died of a myocardial infarction was pushed in, and the pent-up frustration I'd been feeling for days suddenly erupted, and I followed closely behind the body.

  The deceased's son was quietly handling the aftermath, but the deceased's wife refused to leave, choking back tears and saying: "How could your dad go so quickly? How could he go so quickly? Didn't he just stabilize yesterday? Didn't he just stabilize yesterday......"

  The nurse and her son were trying to comfort her, I rushed over and grabbed her hand and said: "I'm a forensic doctor, autopsy is the best way to determine the cause of death! Autopsy can reveal all the details of the entire death process! Do you want an autopsy?"

  The deceased's wife and children stared at me, they were so shocked that they even forgot to cry.

  The nurse monk saw a lot and knew a lot, didn't even lift an eyebrow: "It's probably someone who escaped from the 12th floor, don't mind her, someone will deal with it."

  The 12th floor of City No.5 Hospital is a psychiatric ward.

  I'm really not from the 12th floor, but if I don't leave now, I'll be caught and taken back to the 12th floor.

  Let's take a look at two more corpses before we go, just two more and I will have seen all the corpses in this morgue.

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  When the doctor from the twelfth floor came down to catch me, I was carefully examining a female corpse.

  The nurse pointed at me and said: "It's her! Ahhh~~~~ What is she doing? Is she biting a corpse?! Ah!!!!!!!! She's biting a corpse!! She's biting a corpse!!......"

  What are you biting? Sister, your imagination is too rich. The light is too dark and I'll get closer. I took out the forensic certificate and showed it to them: "Provincial Hall Forensic Medicine, who is the attending doctor of this deceased person? Need to talk to him."

  "Hey! I'm really a provincial department forensic doctor, don't catch me, hey!"