The Forensic Doctor Better Than a Detective-Chapter 472 - 273: Not a New Case, but an Old One!

Chapter 472: Chapter 273: Not a New Case, but an Old One!

At this moment, in the criminal investigation team’s meeting room, the atmosphere was as heavy as the oppressive calm before a storm, broken only by the occasional rustle of files being flipped.

Jiang An sat like a steady sculpture at the head of the table, tightly gripping the case file as thick as a dictionary, analyzing every detail with meticulous clarity.

Zhang Yean and Wan sat on either side of him, as if they were his loyal guardians.

The two were concentrated like devoted students in the presence of their knowledgeable mentor.

However, their "textbook" of case studies was this file filled with numerous crucial clues.

More precisely, they were unraveling the mysteries contained in these pictorial and written materials.

Zhang Yean’s slender fingers lightly rested on the edge of the table, occasionally leaning forward slightly, her gaze following Jiang An’s movements, lest she miss any subtle detail.

Wan, on the other hand, had his hands intertwined under the table, leaning forward with a neck extended long, staring unblinkingly at the file, like a hound that had spotted the trail of its prey. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Another thirty minutes passed before Wan’s stomach began to grumble, the sound unusually prominent in the quiet meeting room.

He pursed his lips awkwardly, instinctively covering his stomach, a slight blush rising on his face.

His stomach was protesting this prolonged "work."

Nonetheless, his fervent desire and steadfast determination to solve the case forced him to suppress his thoughts of food.

Unable to hold back any longer, Wan gently raised his hand, cautiously curving his fingers as he lightly tapped Jiang An’s shoulder, his face full of anticipation as he softly asked, "Junior Brother, after going through this again, did you find any new breakthrough?"

As he spoke, his eyes sparkled with urgency, like a lottery player waiting for the revealing of the grand prize.

Zhang Yean, sitting to Jiang An’s right, nodded in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, our hearts are like a little rabbit inside, anxiously waiting. It’s torturous to just sit here doing nothing."

"You should quickly share with us."

She spoke while gently patting her chest, slightly biting her lower lip, her eyes filled with anxiety and curiosity.

Jiang An slowly put down the file, looked calmly left and right at his senior brother and sister, a confident and steady smile slightly lifting the corners of his mouth.

"Just now, I went over this White Bone case file once again, especially the parts concerning the body examination and scene investigation."

"From the body examination, we can see that the victim’s face had been repeatedly slashed with a sharp object."

He spoke with furrowed brows, his eyes showing a hint of gravity as he gestured in the air, as if recreating the gory scene of the crime.

"The neck was also precisely cut with a sharp blade, resulting in fine cracks in the cervical vertebra."

"But the location of the body is very peculiar."

"A peculiar location?"

"What do you mean?"

Wan leaned forward eagerly, his backside halfway off the chair, his body nearly parallel to the table.

In his understanding, wasn’t the place the body was found just the usual discarded body site?

In that culvert below, it was clearly discarded there by the killer.

It couldn’t possibly be that the deceased ran under the bridge into the riverbed, right?

Wan looked confused, his mouth slightly open, having no idea what Jiang An was getting at.

After a moment, Jiang An patiently explained, "What I’m trying to say is, why did the killer choose to dispose of the body in that specific location."

He slightly raised his chin, his gaze firm, as if he had already glimpsed a sliver of truth through the fog.

"Dispose of the body there?"

Zhang Yean also showed a look of shock, her mouth forming a small "O" shape.

"Could there be some special logical pattern regarding the location of body disposal?"

At this moment, Zhang Yean’s mind quickly churned through all the criminal investigation knowledge she learned in police school.

But as far as she could recall, no professor had ever deeply analyzed the intricacies behind a killer’s choice of body disposal location.

However, the body disposal location typically has one commonality, which is extreme concealment.

The killer certainly doesn’t want to be exposed easily; otherwise, they wouldn’t go to such lengths to throw the body in a desolate place.

She rested her chin on her hand, lightly tapping her cheek with her forefinger, lost in thought.

Jiang An slightly raised his hand to cover his mouth corner.

"No!"

"In my opinion, this is not merely body disposal, but more like body hiding."

As he spoke, his eyes showed a certain certainty.

"Body hiding?"

Instantly, Zhang Yean’s eyes widened to the extreme, her facial features slightly contorted with shock, her hands unconsciously covering her mouth.

It was her first time hearing such a notion.

"Isn’t disposing the body just a way to hide it? Could there really be a fundamental difference between the two?"

Jiang An was focused, speaking unhurriedly, "Senior Sister, in crime scene investigation, there’s a crucial principle called ’throw far, hide near.’"

"Throw far, hide near?"

Wan and Zhang Yean exchanged glances, both showing confusion.

Wan scratched his head, his eyebrows knotted, while Zhang Yean blinked, tilting her head.

Though they recognized every word, the deeper meaning escaped them both.

Jiang An elaborated, "’Throw far, hide near’ means, when a killer disposes of a body, choosing to throw it often means something random?"

"As long as it’s thrown far enough, they can greatly dissociate themselves from it."

"Generally, the killer would throw the body into running water, into deserted wilderness, or under remote roads, etc."