National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1349: Chapter 1275: Support

Conference Room.

Ni Cha and his subordinates stood at the front to give their report.

The director and his bureaucrats, legislators concerned about public safety, and fellow officers of equal rank listened as Ni Cha explained how he used a large dragnet to scoop up big fish from a drained shallow pond.

Precisely 35 years old, meaning the target population was narrowed from over 30 million in Dama to about one million. Then, by examining the number of cross-racial marriages in the previous generation, even considering a small number of illegitimate children, the number of female Chinese and Malay mixed-race individuals with a 6:4 mixture was greatly reduced.

There was also a frequent traveler assessment, which for the police, made airline data incredibly precise—precisely enough for them to want to start filtering suspects immediately upon obtaining it.

In fact, after listening to Ni Cha’s description, several of the officers present began doing their calculations:

"If we’re talking about women who’ve traveled abroad frequently over the past ten years and are 35 this year, there shouldn’t be many, right?"

"How do you define frequent travel? More than twice a year? If someone was seriously injured six years ago, they probably wouldn’t have traveled."

"If we set destination criteria for skiing areas, like Hokkaido in Japan, the number goes down even more."

"That’s tricky to filter. Skiing areas aren’t fixed, and we have to consider transit factors."

"Add in the injury, and we can basically identify the individual. Right, and there’s also the missing persons records."

Hearing their voices rising, Ni Cha simply stopped and let them discuss among themselves.

Compared to his reporting, the discussion among his colleagues clearly commanded more attention.

A few minutes later, the conversation quieted down.

Someone asked, "Ni Cha, have you identified the victim?"

"Confirmed. DNA analysis also verified it," Ni Cha directly skipped a few PPT slides and continued, "The deceased is named Bai Sijia, 35 years old, a mixed-race Chinese and Malay, fond of skiing, frequently traveled to Europe and Japan for skiing, injured her right collarbone in Switzerland 6 years ago..."

Ni Cha essentially repeated the situation in more detail, just as everyone was feeling a bit bored, "The victim Bai Sijia’s husband, Yue Xinhong, did not file a report or call the police. From what we’ve gathered, her husband Yue Xinhong claims she went out for fun." noveldrama

"A classic husband-wife murder," a fellow officer remarked with little interest.

"Wives killing their husbands is somewhat intriguing, maybe using drugs or stabbing at night, but for a man to shoot a woman, is it necessary?"

"That’s why he dismembered the body. He probably didn’t consider using a gun."

"Does Yue Xinhong have access to firearms?" another officer asked with some interest.

Ni Cha looked down at his notes and said, "He might have firearms from his ancestors; they own a farm, which makes hiding things convenient."

"Alright. These are small problems now. Originally, they would have been major ones, but now they’re insignificant," the director’s comment killed the meeting, making everyone smile knowingly.

Even Ni Cha could only smile wryly and shake his head.

From the officers’ perspective, this case had many conflicting points, such as why a gun was used, and if it was, why the wound was slashed and the bullet removed to disguise it. Moreover, why would the perpetrator shoot in a sparsely populated area but then dump the dismembered body in a bustling city area...

Yet, Jiang Yuan completely ignored this line of thinking.

From a police perspective, Jiang Yuan had no strategy at all. He merely conducted a thorough autopsy and provided the most intricate yet straightforward method to identify the victim.

As for the perpetrator’s identity, based on the current case details, it was highly likely the victim’s husband.

This wasn’t anything novel; most murder cases are motive-driven. A husband killing his wife or vice versa, for some, becomes a hard requirement, and altering it incurs great costs, while executing it seems natural.

In fact, the perpetrator should have known this himself, hence the dismemberment, hammering the victim’s face, and disposing of the body remotely...

It’s safe to say his firewall was the victim’s identity. Most body disposal cases are this straightforward: confirming the victim’s identity usually leads directly to the perpetrator, which is routine for the police, not unusual.

After all, within a mere few decades of life, the number of people one can offend is limited, especially for ordinary people. So ordinary that it’s challenging to foster a relationship of hatred unless marriage provides a slight chance.

"Shall we proceed to make the arrest now?" the director asked again.

Ni Cha nodded, "A team has already been dispatched. So far, we know the suspect is at home, and capturing him shouldn’t be an issue."

"Good." The director beamed, then looked at Jiang Yuan and began clapping, "Thanks to God Jiang, we’ve solved another major case."

Everyone caught on and immediately began clapping in approval.

Meanwhile, several young officers quickly brought in numerous files upon hearing the applause and arranged them in front of Jiang Yuan.

The director’s face darkened, "What’s the meaning of this? I haven’t called you in yet!"

The leading officer, a Chinese man, was taken aback, then quickly stood at attention, "It was my mistake, sorry..."

The director turned to Jiang Yuan, "Sorry, I asked them to prepare some files, didn’t expect them to bring them out now."

"No worries, the previous case is pretty much wrapped up," Jiang Yuan responded agreeably. Smuggling cases, although like using a cannon to shoot mosquitoes, were accommodated with such high cooperation, private jets for commuting, and pleasant conversations. Jiang Yuan wouldn’t leave after just one case.

Of course, if this case dragged on for a month or two, he might have left, but having resolved it so swiftly, handling a couple more cases felt reasonable.

Huang Qiangmin nudged Cui Xiaohu beside him and thought as he stood up, "The previous case isn’t entirely over, of course. Starting preparations for the next case now is reasonable. Any thoughts?"

"Oh, we actually have a few serial cases. Let’s have Officer Zhong introduce them," the director immediately put forward the Chinese officer, Zhong Renlong.

Jiang Yuan and the others nodded and began listening to his already prepared PPT presentation.

Zhong Renlong was brimming with enthusiasm; it was a rare opportunity to showcase. Usually, his contacts were mostly among the police mid-levels, and it was his first time presenting the case to the director and legislators. Even his introductory salute was rehearsed endlessly in front of a mirror.

With Ni Cha’s backing, Zhong Renlong didn’t need to go to the front line for arrest, otherwise, this golden opportunity would have been missed.

Jiang Yuan, having wrapped up the dismemberment case, relaxedly sipped his cup of tea.

Dama provided him with traditional Chinese green tea in a classic ceramic cup, exuding a strong leadership aura.

Jiang Yuan sipped the tea while listening to Zhong Renlong’s PPT.

Fifteen minutes in, Zhong Renlong’s fervor was visibly waning, fearing Jiang Yuan might not appreciate the cases he was describing.

At that moment, Jiang Yuan cleared his throat, set down his cup, and said, "Let’s go with the case concerning the Chinese in the rubber plantation, where multiple Chinese were found dead?"

"Yes, although the causes of death vary, we strongly suspect it’s the work of the same killer," Zhong Renlong secretly breathed a sigh of relief; Jiang Yuan’s interest in the case meant his PPT wasn’t in vain.

"Then this case it is, let’s start by examining the bodies," Jiang Yuan said, looking at the director.

"Excellent, thank you God Jiang for supporting us," the director immediately stepped forward to shake Jiang Yuan’s hand, beaming with satisfaction.

Huang Qiangmin also stepped forward, bringing along his newly hired translator, whispering with the director’s assistant.

Buzzz...

Ni Cha’s phone vibrated. He answered it swiftly and after two replies, looked up and said, "The suspect has been captured, and we’re searching for the firearm."