Chapter 134: Chapter 134
"Looking at these gory scenes and cold corpses every day, I’m really worried that one day your mental health will be affected."
Jiang An turned his head and smiled slightly.
"Senior, don’t you think I’m doing just fine right now?"
Then, Jiang An turned back and continued staring at the photos on the display screen.
He dragged the mouse, continuously zooming in on the photos from a ratio of 1:1 to 1:3.
At this point, every tiny detail in the photo could be seen clearly.
Suddenly, Jiang An’s pupils contracted, his gaze fixated on a corner of the photo.
In the lower left corner of the photograph, the blood splatter from the victim’s neck was clearly visible.
Moreover, at the edge of this bloodstain, there was a partial footprint.
Next, Jiang An clicked and dragged the mouse, moving that section of the bloodstain to the center of the display screen.
Jiang An was entirely absorbed, carefully observing the hierarchical relationship between the bloodstain and the footprint in the image.
According to the stratification of the footprint in the image, Jiang An had an accurate inference.
This footprint must have been made after Liu Jun bled and then stepped on.
Recalling the procedural rules of Scene Investigation, Jiang An concluded that the personnel entering the Crime Scene would not carelessly step on it or damage the original traces and evidence.
Especially such an obvious bloodstain.
Moreover, this photo was the first one taken by Zhang Yean with the camera, reflecting the most original scene state.
After pondering, Jiang An felt the likelihood of anyone other than the police personnel entering the scene and stepping carelessly was minimal.
At that time, the report of this high-fall incident came in at 8 a.m.
By this time, Jiangcheng was already bright.
Most people have a strong aversion to corpses.
Except for forensic and funeral staff, no one would be interested in a corpse.
Particularly, many would instinctively avoid the bloodstains near a corpse.
From this perspective, Jiang An first ruled out the possibility of the informant stepping on those bloodstains for no reason.
Jiang An continued to think.
Who else could have entered the scene besides the police and the informant?
Gradually, Jiang An squinted slightly, entering the state of reenacting the scene.
Just like in any previous case, all the scene photos appeared in his mind.
From flat images to three-dimensional structures.
From static distribution of traces to dynamic sequences of actions.
He placed himself within this three-dimensional space.
This is what is known as Crime Scene Simulation.
The simulated image in his mind had Jiang An standing next to Liu Jun’s body.
He looked around as Building 5 stood right in front.
Not far away, on a mound of sand, was a fresh human head with a severed blood vessel at the neck oozing blood.
As night turned to day, a passerby discovered the body and immediately called the police.
Subsequently, the police arrived to put up a cordon, maintain order, and secure the scene.
Then, in his mind, he visualized the investigators entering the scene to begin their examination.
A moment later, Jiang An concluded from the first witness discovering the body to this photograph being taken, nobody should have approached the corpse.
If no one approached the body, how could there be a footprint left in the blood near the corpse?
Just then, Li Jian and Wan walked dejectedly into the forensic office.
Zhang Yean quickly said, "Mr. Li!"
Li Jian nodded and went straight in.
Seeing the two in a bad state, Zhang Yean left the forensic office, went to the tea room, made two cups of coffee, and brought them over.
Seeing Li Jian’s dark expression, Zhang Yean asked softly, "Wan, what were the results?"
Wan waved his hand and said, "This person is tougher than Song Can’s, says nothing."
Li Jian sat silently in his chair, just continuously smoking.
Moments later, his peripheral vision caught notice of Jiang An.
He saw Jiang An motionless in front of the computer.
"Is he pondering a problem? He seems so focused."
Zhang Yean replied, "Mr. Li, he’s been in that position since he returned."
"I don’t know what he’s thinking about."
"Earlier, I also felt awkward to disturb him."
Another 10 minutes passed, and Li Jian couldn’t contain his impatience, so he walked over and patted Jiang An’s shoulder.
The sensory cues from his shoulder brought Jiang An back to reality.
Jiang An turned around, just in time to see Li Jian. Fresh chapters posted on novel★fire.net
"Mr. Li, I’m sorry, I was so deep in thought just now, I didn’t realize you were behind me."
"It’s all right, I haven’t been here long."
"Seeing you so focused, I didn’t want to disturb you."
Li Jian glanced at the photo on the computer desktop.
"So? Is there a problem with the original photo of this scene?"
"Mr. Li, look at the bloodstain next to the body’s shoulder, isn’t there a shoe print?"
Li Jian bent down slightly to observe and said, "Yes, that is indeed a shoe print, only part of one, though."
After a brief pause, Li Jian suddenly realized where the problem could lie.
He asked, "This photograph should be the scene’s first photo."
"How could someone carelessly step into the bloodstain?"
"Have the Scene Investigation staff forgotten their basic principles?"
At this point, Zhang Yean and Wan hurriedly joined in.
Zhang Yean said in surprise, "I remember I took this photo."
"At that time, Mr. Wu asked me to record the original scene with photographs first, so I shot this picture."
"Moreover, I recall that before this photo was taken, no one had entered the death scene."
Hearing this, Li Jian suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.