National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 920 - 858: Dripping Water Wears Through Stone

Shen Yaowei looked up at Zayu Mountain, his despair as pungent and meticulous as the fish stench, widespread and deep.

"There’s nothing as stinky as these fish." Shen Yaowei was telling the truth, and he articulated it very clearly.

The accompanying police officer, Zheng, chuckled and handed Shen Yaowei a mask: "Prince, please start climbing..."

"No, aren’t these protective measures inadequate? No suits provided?" Shen Yaowei was stalling for time.

Zheng said, "There was no room for suits when we came, we barely had enough masks, save it and don’t vomit inside it."

"No... why stack so many fish here? It makes no sense, shouldn’t they be sold fresh?"

A local police officer covering his nose said, "These little fish are sold for feed, to make cat food and such, they accumulate in large quantities and then are taken away by trucks."

"Can it still be made into canned food even though it stinks?"

"Anchovy cans smell even worse. Also, cats supposedly like strong fishy scents, I’ve heard that at the factory, batches of fresher fish result in more negative reviews for the cans, with people saying their cats don’t like it anymore, suspecting that they’re cutting corners."

The more Shen Yaowei listened, the more nauseous he felt, he retched a couple of times, and then sighed, "Can we get a high-pressure hose to knock down this fish mountain and pinpoint the drugs?"

"Use a high-pressure hose to wash away the traces on the drugs?" Zheng teased Shen Yaowei lightly, with no other intention but to see him climb the stinking mound.

All this talking meant the task was unavoidable. Shen Yaowei sighed heavily, "I understand the logic. So, Zheng, I’ll climb the left side, you take the right?"

Zheng coughed twice, "My back isn’t great, ah, my poor back..."

Theoretically, three or four people would normally be required to overturn such a mountain of fish, but if the goal is finding a ton of drugs, one person could manage.

Thus, unless specifically ordered, Zheng was sure to dodge the task. As the saying goes, wise men do not fall in love, detectives don’t climb mountains of poo. After this task, for a week, one would smell like a stray cat’s marker; aside from attracting stray cats, eating arrangements would have to be under an exhaust hood.

Shen Yaowei was the one singled out.

Seeing he couldn’t get Zheng to move, he had no choice but to pick up a shovel reeking of fish, and step by step climbed the fish mountain.

Zheng chuckled below, just watching Shen Yaowei work. He, an old detective, had climbed enough such mountains and now refused to do so.

As for whether finding drugs merits an award, it certainly does, but with this case’s profile, the first wave of police officers flown in for support would all receive commendation. Those with some results would at least get a Third-class Merit.

For something higher, like Second-class Merit... Zheng had little thoughts about that.

In today’s police force, Third-class Merits could be generally obtained, allotted by seniority, but Second-class Merits still required an effort. In a case resolution, only members of the core decision team, or officers who shed core blood on the field, or those with core blood relationships seldom had exceptions.

Shen Yaowei was somewhat related, but at this moment, he only wished his nose could break for good.

In the stinky fish pile, the stench was rich in layers, the types were diverse, therefore it could assault one’s nostrils wave after wave.

The nose of an ordinary person might become desensitized to a constant smell, but not to rotting fish. Strictly speaking, it’s not one kind of smell; it contains a rich array of fermentation scents.

Shen Yaowei lifelessly shoveled the fish beneath his feet. This workload was slightly less strenuous than digging up bodies because the ground outside tended to be harder, but considering the smell...

Shen Yaowei shoveled and shoveled, for who knows how long, until the shovel in his hands felt an unusual texture.

Shen Yaowei perked up, scraping harder, and finally managed to clear some of the fish on the surface.

A large plastic wrap, about thirty to forty centimeters in diameter, appeared whiter on the outside, looking increasingly suspicious.

"Call the trace inspectors over." Shen Yaowei didn’t touch the object; from now on, everything counted as crucial evidence.

Soon, several local trace inspectors, along with support technicians from the Shan Nan Province Drug Enforcement Corps, arrived at the scene.

Shen Yaowei regretted Captain Jiang’s absence.

At least Captain Jiang should have smelled this scent to understand and sympathize with his hardship.

"Why hasn’t Captain Jiang come?" Shen Yaowei, still not giving up, asked Wang Zhong.

"Captain Jiang is doing an autopsy on the body he killed himself. He doesn’t have the time to come over." Wang Zhong curled his lips.

Shen Yaowei pondered for a moment; you know, even if the drugs in this package were numerous, Jiang Yuan didn’t necessarily have to be here. He was primarily a forensic doctor, after all. At most, he would come to collect some trace evidence, but the Drug Enforcement Corps could handle that just as well, and they might even have experience related to drug testing.

Plastic bags were retrieved one after another, revealing another plastic package beneath it, followed by the third and fourth ones.

The technical staff from the Drug Enforcement Corps took a plastic package from the scene. Upon opening it, all they saw inside were clumps of Pop Rocks.

If it were regular goods, being crumpled like this, they couldn’t be sold; however, for drug dealers, the distinction between good and bad isn’t that significant—the drug addicts don’t have that many options.

"Judging by the outer packaging, they should all be from the same batch. However, the analysis of the contents inside won’t be available until tomorrow morning," said the technician from the Drug Enforcement Corps, knowing that their superiors were eager for answers and thus giving them this assessment.

Shen Yaowei couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. It didn’t matter as long as it was drugs, at least they hadn’t suffered in vain.

"I’ll go take a shower." The remaining work didn’t need Shen Yaowei’s involvement. Moreover, either the Drug Enforcement Corps or the local police wore protective suits, which would definitely be more comfortable.

Shen Yaowei washed up in the warehouse of the fisheries company, thoroughly cleaning every nook and cranny on his body before going to report to Jiang Yuan.

The Su Island Funeral Home was built on a beautifully scenic small hill.

Looking from the hill, one side displayed a continuous stretch of forest, while the other side showed the ceaselessly wave-stricken sea. Such scenery would likely be quite popular if a bed and breakfast of the same area were built there. Of course, it’s possible it wouldn’t earn as much as the funeral home.

The local autopsy room was also located in the basement of the funeral home.

Cold and damp, droplets of water even dripped down the walls.

It couldn’t be helped; the island environment was just like this, and the autopsy room was essentially the forensic doctor’s personal office. Under conditions where even the chief of the criminal police squad might not have a private restroom in their office, what special treatment could a regular forensic doctor’s workplace expect?

In fact, it was bad enough that the lights in the corridor connecting to the autopsy room were all broken!

The buzzing and flickering dull yellow lights, along with already burnt-out bulbs, constantly reminded people how detestable planned obsolescence was.

Shen Yaowei, all by himself, walked through the dripping, dim, and dilapidated corridor of the autopsy room.

Squeak.

Shen Yaowei pushed open the large door of the autopsy room.

Under the pale white light, a body had already opened its chest, revealing vivid red muscle tissue.

"Here you are." The man in a white lab coat raised his head and greeted with a smile.

"Captain Jiang..." Shen Yaowei didn’t know why his voice trembled.

"Come take a look at this body. The ones with low body fat percentages are really different. Look at the color of this muscle; the fat in the abdomen is also less, making the cutting feel much more comfortable." Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but comment.

Shen Yaowei forced a smile and instinctively said, "It feels different when you do it yourself, huh?"

"You’re right, you really are. This is the freshest body I’ve dissected, and from this body, we can actually see the different damages caused by the drugs and medicines he used..." Jiang Yuan began discussing his specialty quite seriously.

Shen Yaowei, full of complaints with nowhere to express them, interrupted Jiang Yuan, saying, "We dug up drugs."

"Ah, they sent me a message." Jiang Yuan nodded. "Once I finish processing the body here, I’ll handle the remaining fingerprints."

"Did you find a lot of fingerprints?" Shen Yaowei was surprised.

"With the large packaging of drugs, the other party may not have expected that this part would fall into the hands of the police. Many fingerprints were passed over, though none matched at first try. From the forms of the fingerprints, most probably aren’t from Chinese people."

"Drugs from abroad?"

"It’s hard to say." pausing, Jiang Yuan continued, "They processed the fingerprints they could handle first; there are many, and I can’t handle them alone. We’ll see about the rest later."

Speaking, Jiang Yuan patted the body beneath him, "This body can provide a lot of information; it’s worth taking the time to study." free𝑤ebnovel.com