Jiang Yuan naturally couldn't go empty-handed to meet his master.

Jiang Yuan enjoyed the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish very much, so he called the boss to make another serving and paid extra money. Then he took the pot and bowl and left.

Hou Xiaoyong received the order from the captain and took Jiang Yuan to the funeral home, bringing along the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish.

The hot pot was particularly noticeable in the early morning car.

Hou Xiaoyong was almost at the funeral home, and his expression changed slightly. He asked, "Where are you planning to eat the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish?"

"I haven't been to this funeral home before..." Jiang Yuan replied halfway, but when he saw Hou Xiaoyong's expression, he understood and smiled, "Don't worry, we won't eat next to the corpse."

"Is that so? Hahaha, maybe I'm overthinking." Hou Xiaoyong had just finished eating and had also seen corpses. When he thought about the appearance of the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish, his stomach couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Yuan also felt sorry for him and gave a definite answer again, "Corpses contain bacteria and cannot be sterilized. So, things like our gloves, after touching a dead body, are not suitable for touching living people. It's unhygienic and disrespectful."

"You're right." Hou Xiaoyong smiled self-consciously. "I said, I've seen forensic experts eating on the dissecting table before. It must have been staged."

"Uh..." Jiang Yuan pondered.

Hou Xiaoyong waited for a while but didn't get the answer he wanted. He couldn't help but look at Jiang Yuan. His stomach churned again and he asked, "Do you really eat on the dissecting table?"

"It depends on which dissecting table you're talking about. If the dissecting table doesn't have a corpse, it's cleaned with a disinfectant and is very clean. There won't be any contamination." Jiang Yuan smiled.

If it was when he first started working, he might have thought about it more, but now he was used to the dissecting room being a part of his daily life.

Of course, Hou Xiaoyong couldn't get used to it. His expression was a bit wooden as he followed Jiang Yuan's words and said, "If there's no corpse on the dissecting table, then there wouldn't be any disrespect. Therefore, can you eat on the dissecting table?"

Jiang Yuan chuckled and used the words his master Wu Jun had said before, "Actually, it's not a big deal. The forensic office doesn't have a cafeteria."

Hou Xiaoyong didn't know how to respond. When they arrived at the destination, he watched Jiang Yuan enter the elevator with the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish. He couldn't help but worry for the owner of the roadside stall. Fortunately, Jiang Yuan had paid for the pot and bowl, otherwise, what would they do with the pot?

...

Dissecting room.

Ye, the forensic expert from Longli County, Wang Lan, the forensic expert from Qinghe City Bureau, and Jiang Yuan's master, Wu Jun, were all eagerly waiting for the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish.

When they met, Wu Jun smiled and said, "Just a moment ago, Ye was telling me how delicious the pork intestines and chicken stomach dish is. I was worried that if you spilled it on the way, I would die of craving in the dissecting room."

Jiang Yuan also laughed and quickly retracted his smile, saying, "If this gets spread, it could easily be misunderstood."

"No, it really smells good." Wu Jun led Jiang Yuan into the dissecting room.

Upon entering, they saw a corpse lying on the stainless steel dissecting table. The hair, beard, and other body hair had been shaved off. The scalp was lifted, covering part of the face. The skull was sawed horizontally, and the brain was removed.

Jiang Yuan glanced at it but didn't look again. He asked, "Is there a conclusion?"

"Blunt force trauma." Ye, the forensic expert, said casually, then hurriedly placed the pot on the dissecting bed next to it.

The dissecting room in Longli County was larger than the one in Ningtai County, with three dissecting beds and a larger space in between. It was a relatively comfortable layout.

Wang Lan from the city bureau followed the rules and said, "The cause of death is due to blunt force trauma to the head."

This was a statement that could be directly written into the forensic report, but it was obviously not as clear as what Ye, the forensic expert, said.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but look at Ye and then at his master. He asked, "Has the murder weapon not been found?"

"Well, the body is covered in marks, indicating that it was beaten severely, as if someone vented their anger." Wu Jun spoke while arranging the dishes, dipping sauces, and then sat down, saying, "We speculate that it was a lighter and more flexible weapon than a steel pipe, such as a thin wooden stick."

Jiang Yuan nodded and said, "You guys go ahead and eat. I'll take a look at the body."

Saying that, he changed his clothes and put on his gloves, then came out and started studying the body.

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The cause of death of the body was quite clear, as the head injury was clearly evident.

But because the murder weapon was not found at the scene, determining the type and appearance of the weapon became the crucial part of the forensic work.

Since the murder weapon was held by the killer, finding the weapon would make it easier to prove the killer's identity. Sometimes, a special weapon could directly solve the case.

Jiang Yuan followed the normal autopsy procedure and carefully examined the body.

If it weren't for him coming to take a look, Wu Jun and the others would have pushed the body in a few hours ago.

The body showed signs of being beaten all over.

Not only the arms, legs, and back, but also the chest and stomach were beaten. Even the crotch had been hit several times.

"The beating lasted for a long time?" Jiang Yuan asked slowly.

Wu Jun took a piece of pork intestine and ate it. While chewing, he said, "That's why we speculate it was a lightweight weapon. If it was too heavy, the person would have died long ago."

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but recall the scene in the scavenging courtyard. The things inside were all things he had searched through, and it was vivid in his mind.

Subconsciously, Jiang Yuan said, "PVC pipe?""Hmm... It's possible." Wu Jun was sipping his soup, paused for a moment, nodded, and said, "Very possible..."

Wang Lan also looked over in surprise, asking, "Did you see the PVC pipe?"

"There are some piled up in the yard. And there's a small pile at the entrance too." Jiang Yuan connected the dots, "It's very likely that the murderer used whatever was at hand after entering, and picked up the PVC pipe to assault."

"It's possible," the forensic doctor also agreed.

However, it couldn't be confirmed that it was the PVC pipe just yet, but placing it at the top of the list was not a problem.

At the same time, a shiny object also flowed out from the corpse's head.

Jiang Yuan reached out to catch it, and a system message popped up:

Zhang Hong's Legacy: Garbage Classification (lv4) —— Garbage was the thing Zhang Hong was most familiar with. He was good at categorizing items and placing them in his own yard. Generally speaking, he classified them according to their value, but after the government issued the garbage classification rules, he quickly learned this method. The learning method was also simple, just flip enough garbage bins and remember the various types of garbage inside. In Zhang Hong's eyes, not only the things in the garbage bin were garbage, but also those outside.