Chapter 61: The Maltreatment Trace of the Malicious Gift Case

  The nurse shook her head: "I don't know. Not only on her hands, but also on her feet, and she won't say anything when asked, just keeps crying, it's really pitiful."

  "Do her parents know?"

  The nurse shook her head: "You know, her boyfriend said it was just a family member who tied her up to prevent her from committing suicide again."

  "Has she been asked herself?"

  "Asked, didn't say anything, just cried bitterly, poor thing. But wasn't it also her own doing? Too capable of causing trouble, why do things properly? Xiao Fang (the deceased's boyfriend) was also unlucky to have met her, and in the end, she wasn't happy either..."

  I asked around, but there were no valuable clues, and everyone thought the deceased had brought it upon herself. The deceased had attempted suicide several times over the past two years, and the nurses and caregivers were all familiar with her, able to recount her story.

  They said that her boyfriend was Fang Deyou, a psychologist at the Municipal Mental Health Center. He had known the deceased for two years and it was around that time when she started to attempt suicide frequently.

  There are still people who clearly remember the reason for each suicide. The first time the deceased attempted suicide was because Fang Deyu had been good to another woman in front of her, but at that time Fang Deyu had already proposed to break up with her more than two months ago;

  The second time was when she wanted to break up with her boyfriend but he disagreed.

  The third time was when her boyfriend wanted to break up but she didn't agree.

  The fourth time was when she wanted to break up with her boyfriend and he agreed, but she still committed suicide.

  "I remember that time she grabbed Xiao Fang's hand and said: 'I'm begging you, from now on I'll listen to everything you say. Whatever you want me to do, I'll do it!' - But I won't be able to do this in the future, it's too embarrassing, my mouth says break up and I'll break up!"

  "That's right, I also saw it, and that time..."

  The dead are great, at first the nurses were unwilling to say much, but the enthusiastic gossip was unstoppable and soon they chatted more and more enthusiastically.

  At this time, the doctor who took me as a mental patient found me and said, "You're still here, do you want to check the body? The funeral home has come to move the body, it's already been loaded onto the car."

  What great audacity! Those who rob me of my corpse will be killed without pardon!

  I rushed down when the hearse was about to leave, and I hastily spread my short legs and ran over to intercept it. I insisted that the funeral home staff keep the body I wanted.

  The contact number left by the deceased belonged to her ex-boyfriend Fang Deyou. Although they were just siblings according to the wristband, and she was such a "pretender", her ex-boyfriend not only didn't hate her but also ran around for her;

  Moreover, even if his own daughter was not right, the daughter died because of this man. Her parents not only didn't hate her ex-boyfriend but also seemed to trust him... it seems that many places are not in line with common sense.

  We contacted Fang Deyou and he arrived in less than an hour. At this time, Old Chen had also finished the appraisal of the injuries upstairs, and many forensic doctors who hadn't left yet all came to take a look.

  Fang Deyou looked extremely angry, trying to restrain his emotions: "We've arranged everything for the memorial service tomorrow, relatives, friends and units have all been notified. You're holding back the body, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation."

  "Alright, I'll give you a reason that's plain as day. It's too dark here, let's move the body to somewhere brighter."

  Borrowing a vacant operating room in the hospital, the shadowless lamp on the operating table illuminated everything below without any darkness. A few people helped me lift the deceased onto it. I undressed the deceased and asked Fang Deyu, "Now it's your turn to give me a reason. What about the binding marks on the deceased? You'd better come up with a convincing reason. After all, we also hope for a smooth funeral tomorrow."

  The deceased had one layer after another of binding marks all over his body, which are still quite shallow and can only be seen with careful observation. I believe that the corpse will show more after being frozen for a few more days.

  "What binding scars? I didn't see any. There aren't any."

  The forensic doctors present came forward to examine, and nodded one after another, "Indeed not normal." "Yes, large-scale subcutaneous hemorrhage." "The deceased suffered a lot before death." "Not formed in one day."...

  Fang Deyou suddenly became anxious, pushing away the several forensic doctors surrounding the deceased, tightly pulling up the deceased's clothes. "What are you all talking about?! Jing Xuan is already dead, don't desecrate her body! Don't look! Don't look!..."

  I carefully observed Fang Deyu's facial expressions and body movements, looking very sad, nothing unusual.

  But isn't it abnormal to be so sad? I asked: "The deceased was so noisy and made such a scene, you shouldn't have had much feelings for her, right?"

  Fang Deyou looked at me with his head down: "After all, it was I who killed her. If she hadn't met me back then, she wouldn't have died..."

  What he said is also reasonable, feeling that he is a very good person, just met the wrong person at the wrong time. If it's really like this, although the deceased committed suicide in the end, but actually he is the victim.

  "Don't get excited," I said, "look at the deceased's neck here, take a closer look and see if there are any faint marks of strangulation?"

  Fang Deyou looked carefully at the position I pointed to, took a step back in fright, and his face turned white: "How can this be? It wasn't here before, it was clearly not here..."

  "I'm surprised: 'Aren't you a psychologist? Don't you know?'"

  Fang Deyou retorted, "What do you mean? Is Jing Xuan's spirit appearing because she resents me? Don't try to deceive me, I don't believe in ghosts and gods. Jing Xuan died because of me, but I didn't kill her. I can take a lie detector test!"

  It's strange that he really didn't know that the bruise would become obvious after the corpse was frozen, Dr. Jia explained to me and asked Fang Deyu: "You are actually a psychological counselor, right?"

  Psychiatrists and psychotherapists are very different. Psychiatrists are medical graduates, to put it simply, psychiatrists are doctors who have studied anatomy, pediatrics, internal medicine, surgery, and all other subjects before choosing a specialty in psychiatry. Psychotherapists are much simpler, they just need to study a few psychology books, their professional skills are listening and comforting, simply put, they are good listeners and also know how to chat.

  Psychological counselors have no prescribing power, which means psychological counselors cannot prescribe medication to patients.

  As a psychological counselor, Fang Deyu might have studied for three months, obtained a certificate, and then accompanied people in an easy-to-relax environment to chat. I'm not saying that chatting is unimportant, good psychological counselors can reduce hundreds of suicides per year. What I mean is that Fang Deyu probably hasn't even touched a corpse, so he doesn't understand the causes of traumatic injuries.

  "You're a psychologist, let me give you some forensic knowledge," I said. "After a person dies, the blood stops circulating, and due to factors like gravity, the corpse will show more obvious signs of bruising the longer it's frozen. At first, there were no visible wounds on the deceased, but after being frozen for a night, these wounds appeared. If we wait even longer, even more hidden wounds will appear on the deceased."

  "I understand......" Fang Deyou covered his mouth in sorrow, "Don't always call her the deceased, she has a name, her name is Jingxuan."

  Fang Deyou's words and deeds are really not like those of someone who would abuse the dead. I asked: "Do you know anything about the injuries on the deceased's body?"