National Forensic Doctor
Chapter 274 - 274 255 Weak and Powerless_2

274: Chapter 255 Weak and Powerless_2 274: Chapter 255 Weak and Powerless_2 Different police dogs have vastly different appetites, and logically, the type of food they eat would also vary.

Jiang Yuan had no trouble distributing the food evenly.

Dazhuang was the first to receive his meal.

In front of his seniors and juniors, both brothers and sisters, Dazhuang gently placed the bowl down and received a full portion of dog food.

Dazhuang lifted his chin pridefully and maintained this posture until Heizi put down two bowls.

“Hmm…”

Dazhuang glanced over and didn’t even look at Heizi anymore.

Li Li also timely gave the command, “Eat up.”

Dazhuang buried his head in his meal, unbothered by any other troubles in the world.

…

When Liu Jinghui saw the stars again, his body was trembling with weakness, but looking around at the people, his heart was filled with nostalgia and wonder for the beautiful world.

And just a little bit of worry.

“Inside… there are human bones.

The murderer… must have killed someone and buried the body here years ago…”

Liu Jinghui, upon seeing someone in a police uniform, did not immediately speak, until a familiar director appeared, and he began to recount solemnly.

Liu Jinghui had already realized that among the people he had dispatched, there could be a mole or someone leaking information.

But he could not share this news now, especially not with his colleagues from the provincial office.

The reason was simple – the high-ranking directors at the provincial office, just like him, were generals without an army, and it was not easy for them to handle problems that ran too deep.

On the other hand, grassroots criminal police team leaders like Huang Qiangmin were in a better position to decisively handle such issues.

Liu Jinghui’s gaze swept through the crowd, believing that Jiang Yuan would participate in the rescue, and if Jiang Yuan came, Huang Qiangmin would likely come as well.

Sure enough, Jiang Yuan’s giraffe-like neck was visible from afar.

A smile burst onto Liu Jinghui’s face.

As Jiang Yuan approached, Liu Jinghui waved and said to the surrounding officers, “Let Jiang Yuan come here.”

The police officers, the mine rescue team, the leaders, and the mobilized crowd unfolded layer by layer to make room for Jiang Yuan to squeeze in.

At this point, Liu Jinghui and two other officers were already lying on stretchers, being carried to a spot away from the mine entrance.

The shape of the mine was no longer visible; under the assault of several pieces of heavy machinery, the small coal mine had undergone unprecedented excavation, and it was all without compensation.

The fiercest exploitation is the one that’s unpaid; that’s the reasoning.

“Director Liu,” Jiang Yuan came up next to Liu Jinghui and without disdain, crouched down beside him.

Director Liu was already foul-smelling – a very objective statement.

Even a rag that had been simply wiped by a normal person, if left in the closed mine for over a week, would emit a very strong odor.

It was only someone like Jiang Yuan, a forensic doctor, who could squat down without changing his expression.

“Jiang Yuan, you came,” said Liu Jinghui, his breath heavy with the pungent smell of urine, proving that the mine wasn’t very wet.

“We first searched near the mine entrance where the tire was punctured and didn’t find anything, which is why we moved to this place,” Jiang Yuan explained why he arrived late, skipping any preamble, trusting that Liu Jinghui’s deductive abilities would suffice to understand.

Liu Jinghui heaved a sigh of both frustration and relief, “Finding this place is already very good.

I’ve been wondering whether you’d be able to figure out the relationship between the various tire tracks at the parking lot.”

“What tire tracks?” Jiang Yuan asked back.

Liu Jinghui paused and said, “Didn’t you just say that you searched near the mine where the tire blew out?

Including the scene of my accident, there were motorcycle tracks, right?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t you consider that most of these different tracks could have come from the murderer?”

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment and said in a low voice, “Director Liu, you already said they were different tracks, why would a normal person consider they’re from the same person?”

“That place is so remote, yet fresh tracks appeared over several days, isn’t it because of our visit?

With such high mountains and complex terrain, when frequent tracks show up over several days yet are not reported to me, and appear both at the accident scene and the parking lot, the behavior of the police dogs also suggests the possibility of the same person, although it’s yet to be confirmed…”

Liu Jinghui must have been pent up with a lot of thoughts over the past few days.

He let it all out in one breath, his face flushed and fervent.

Jiang Yuan digested the information he was given and asked, “So… the relationship between the tire tracks and Fangjin Township is?”

Liu Jinghui frowned, looked at Jiang Yuan, and asked again, “This is Fangjin Township?”

“Hmm… Yes,” Jiang Yuan nodded.

“We followed the tracks here; one set was particularly deep, likely from a rainy day, and we traced them to a crossroad, confirming it came from the mountainous road here.

And the most valuable and likely place for clues around here would be these mining shafts…”

Liu Jinghui did not elaborate in detail, but the direction of the deduction was basically firm.

Jiang Yuan looked at him woodenly.

Usually, when they communicated, they could understand each other, but this time the distance felt somewhat further.

Plus, since Liu Jinghui had just come out of the mine, his voice was hoarse and he didn’t speak well; he also smelled, making communication even harder.

Liu Jinghui was lifted by a few officers.

Liu Jinghui still turned to look towards Jiang Yuan and said, “I suspect that the murderer is on the state payroll, not necessarily a government employee, but possibly someone working at a public institution or a state-owned enterprise, over forty years old, likely fifty, male, strong physically, with good health… Living in such a small town and having to hide his crimes…

”

“Director Liu,” Jiang Yuan interrupted.

“The air is fresher outside, and my thoughts are clearer.

Let me sort through my thoughts…” mumbled Liu Jinghui.

“I was originally planning to investigate along the line of Wangguoshan, but then I realized they must have severed ties early, the trail went cold, indeed the best method is to find the bodies.

Well, there should be several bodies in the mine; we’ve already unearthed one that has turned to a skeleton…”

“Director Liu,” Jiang Yuan took advantage of the moment Liu Jinghui was speaking to put on gloves, and gripped Liu Jinghui’s hand, “Rest assured and rest…”

Liu Jinghui got agitated, “How could I rest now?

Don’t bother with me; just think of it as if I’ve been dieting for over a week, now is the time to seize the opportunity…”

“The murderer has been caught,” Jiang Yuan patted the back of Liu Jinghui’s hand as if to reassure him, “The murderer is an employee of a power supply station nearby.

Five years ago, he was stationed at a service point just a few hundred meters from the mine we were just at.

The motorcycle he used was provided by a repair shop, a sort of rental arrangement…”

Listening to Jiang Yuan’s description, the strength in Liu Jinghui’s hand slowly diminished, and he eventually became weak and listless.