National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 996 - 932: Advancement

Once you have hundreds of people, the expenses are countless.

If hundreds of people are doing the same thing, it’s like deploying hundreds of riflemen at once, where the costs are relatively easy to control.

But if hundreds of detectives are doing different tasks separately, it’s like the police department is having a wedding ceremony, only without the cost of a banquet.

In Chang Le City’s standards, per person per trip, there’s an 80 yuan transportation subsidy and 100 yuan meal subsidy daily. Therefore, if you take a car, you need to sign for a 100 yuan subsidy, and if you don’t take a car, you need to sign for a 180 yuan subsidy per day, and this doesn’t even include lodging or high-speed train costs.

Lang Heng signed his signature all morning, signing more and more regretfully, but still firmly continued signing.

The staff know what kind of person their brigade leader is, and while watching, they advised: "Jiang Yuan said he can wait a day, right? Let’s just wait a day; maybe the clue will be more specific."

"It’s better to rely on oneself than to ask others... um... although we are asking Jiang Yuan to handle the case, we still have to figure it out ourselves. He says tomorrow he could have more specific clues, but honestly, we already have the age, gender, height, and weight, what more specific clues do I need? We dredged up a skeleton, does he still want to give me a photo?" Lang Heng has his own thoughts.

He has also been the head of the Criminal Police Brigade for so long and knows the situation with the technicians. The more capable technicians often have more personality which in fact, due to their indispensable skills and standardized salaries, makes it hard to achieve mental balance without being overbearing.

And Lang Heng has encountered technicians who thump their chest promising one thing and then fail to deliver.

Fundamentally, Lang Heng still prefers detectives who use their "iron shoes" to gain prominence. He came up in the ranks this way, earnest in his work, measuring the city with his feet, with less expenditure and not bad in solving cases.

However, facing the pressure of having to solve a homicide, even the best efficiency isn’t enough unless it’s 100%, and any element that is helpful in solving the case, as long as it’s not outrageously expensive, the detectives are willing to try it. Even if it is outrageously expensive, it is worth an attempt.

Similarly, Lang Heng doesn’t want to just idly wait for Jiang Yuan’s news. After Jiang Yuan updated the related information about the deceased, Lang Heng felt there was room for the detectives to use their iron shoes.

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The movements within the brigade easily reached the watchtower. Even Lang Heng’s words were almost exactly conveyed.

This made the two forensic doctors from Chang Le City themselves couldn’t help but discuss quietly.

However, even as professional forensic doctors, they couldn’t say Lang Heng’s judgment was wrong.

The forensic judgment given by Jiang Yuan, in their opinion, was indeed sufficient.

As Brigadier Lang Heng said, the deceased was reduced to a skeleton, age, gender, height, and weight were all available, do they still need to provide a photo of the deceased?

The two discussed this point, and unnaturally looked towards the direction where Rui Xiang was working.

"It’s impossible," Xue Weihua coughed twice, said: "Skull Restoration Skill takes two to three months to yield results, and they are mostly conceptual drawings, even worse than those drawn by a sketch artist."

"It depends on who performs the Skull Restoration Skill. Jiang Yuan’s junior isn’t doing so well, but if Jiang Yuan does it, have you seen the Skull Restoration Skill done by him?"

"Uh... no, is it good?"

"There’s some on the internal network, you can look it up," the senior forensic suggested with a wink. "You think everyone just allows a detective squad from Ningtai County Bureau to roam around."

Xue Weihua then sat down in front of the computer to search.

Jiang Yuan’s cases solved using the Skull Restoration Skill were just a few, and he used it relatively more frequently only in the beginning when he acquired the skill, but this is only his own perception.

In the police circle, technicians who are able to perform Skull Restoration Skill normally handle just a few cases throughout the year. They would be happy to solve even half of them.

It can be said that the Skull Restoration Skill itself is a time-consuming and effort-intensive technique, and it’s also a technique that everyone is eager to use. Thus, technicians proficient in the Skull Restoration Skill spend all year with skulls.

Xue Weihua pulled out the images of the Skull Restoration Skill done by Jiang Yuan and went through them, completely astonished.

Both being forensic doctors, he was much older than Jiang Yuan, but when it came to skills...

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yuan’s face suddenly appeared on the other side of the screen.

Xue Weihua’s buttocks twitched, almost scared to urinate.

"I..." Xue Weihua looked up at Jiang Yuan, carefully said, "Following your instructions."

"Then come help me move some evidence." Jiang Yuan was here to summon him.

Shortly after, Jiang Yuan gathered six people and went downstairs to search through a pile of foul-smelling mud products for evidence.

"Pass each piece in front of me, don’t go too fast," Jiang Yuan’s request was slightly strange.

If this had been before, Xue Weihua might have asked why, but today, after having just seen those cases on the intranet, Xue Weihua felt he wasn’t qualified to question.

It was just handling some dirty evidence; if Jiang Yuan didn’t feel they would dirty his eyes, how could they dirty his hands or clothes.

Xue Weihua held a large white pipe and slowly passed in front of Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan didn’t shout stop, his gaze was contemplative.

Xue Weihua had somewhat guessed what he wanted to do; he wanted to determine which objects belonged to the deceased through the information obtained from forensic anthropology.

But there were too many items from the fish pond, at least hundreds of items, how to determine which belonged to the deceased?

Xue Weihua couldn’t fathom Jiang Yuan’s reasoning; he could only join the few young policemen and act as a soulless conveyor belt.

"Hold this one a second." Jiang Yuan extended his hand to stop the conveyor belt.

The item he stopped was an old leather shoe that Xue Weihua was holding.

Xue Weihua naturally examined the leather shoe. Nowadays, young people hardly wear leather shoes, but it’s likely that middle-aged and elderly people in the village who enjoyed wearing leather shoes, worn and torn, might discard them in the fish pond. Civic virtue is not something that people hold onto for long.

Jiang Yuan’s line of thought was obviously different; wearing gloves, he took the leather shoe, examined it for a while, and turned to Mu Zhiyang to record, saying, "The shoe size matches, the wear matches the walking habits of the deceased, there’s a high probability this is the deceased’s shoe, get all the shoes found in the pond for a check."

Originally, he hadn’t thought about the deceased’s shoes, but seeing them now suddenly reminded him, considering that the deceased was fully clothed when dumped, it was very likely they were also wearing shoes.

However, being seen from another angle, multiple items on the deceased’s body hadn’t revealed their identity; having an additional pair of shoes might not solve the issue either.

But no matter what, this was still a relatively good start.

The crowd was slightly invigorated, Shen Yaowei took the initiative to dig through the pile of evidence trash, these items were all cleaned out by his team, and he vaguely remembered a few pairs of shoes.

Before Shen Yaowei could find the other shoe, Jiang Yuan’s gaze was locked onto a belt.

"The wear on the buckle matches the waist size of the deceased," Jiang Yuan instructed Mu Zhiyang to continue recording.

The young forensic doctor Xue Weihua couldn’t help but ask, "Can you even determine the waist size?"

"Knowing the height and weight, seeing the condition of the spine, knowing the length of the spine and the long bones, estimating a waist size should be feasible," Jiang Yuan said calmly, simply stating the reasoning points.

Theoretically, if Xue Weihua could make the same determination, he would also be able to estimate the waist size of a deceased in the future.

Xue Weihua pondered intently, unsure if he had learned a point of forensic anthropology, or a useless piece of knowledge.