Chapter 864: Hancheng Strategy (XVIII)

Jack was stunned for a moment, then thought of what he said last night, and couldn't help laughing. He really owed this guy a favor.

Without the urban legend that Ma Xidao had found out, they might not have been able to correct the profile in the first place, and thus find out that the real murderer was one of Li Jianyu's ex-girlfriends.

This means that the FBI may not be able to save Lauren Barrett in time, and another innocent soul will be killed by Liu Xiubin.

"You can tell at a glance whether the wound on the body was caused before or after death, right?" Ma Xidao restrained his smile and his expression became a little serious.

"It's a bit exaggerated to tell at a glance, but most of these situations are indeed easier to distinguish, eh?" Jack was dragged out by this guy before he finished speaking.

"Help me, help me, the deceased just turned 20, and it's a pity that he died so unclearly at such a young age."

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"Don't you have a forensic doctor in Korea who can do this kind of thing?" Although he complained, Jack was actually a little curious. He half-pushed and half-pushed to get on the SUV driven by Ma Xidao, and the car drove all the way to the hospital.

Of course, the main reason is that this way, there is no need to accompany the girls shopping for the whole afternoon.

"There are only more than 40 forensic doctors in South Korea. It's not like your FBI cases can be handled specially every time." Ma Xidao looked bitter.

"Only more than 40 forensic doctors? Are you sure?" Jack was a little unbelievable. He thought that the fact that there were less than 500 full-time forensic doctors in the United States was outrageous enough, but the number in South Korea sounded even more exaggerated.

"Doctors can earn more, no one will choose to be a forensic doctor." Ma Xidao seemed to not care much about this kind of thing, or he was numb.

Through a casual chat on the road, Jack roughly understood the forensic system in South Korea, that is, there is no system.

So far, this country has no independent and specialized laws and regulations related to forensic autopsies. Although there are some related contents, they are basically scattered in legal provisions such as the Criminal Procedure Law, the Physician Law, and the Medical Law.

So strictly speaking, there is actually no concept of full-time forensic doctors in South Korea.

Usually, after receiving a report of an abnormal death, the Korean police will report directly to the superior police station in addition to protecting the scene. The superior police station will contact the police public doctor of the local hospital.

Police public doctors are not forensic doctors. They are doctors hired by the police station. They will conduct a simple surface examination of the body accompanied by the police, and then issue a "Report on the Occurrence of Abnormal Death" and send it to the superior police station and the local prosecutor's office.

The prosecutor will decide whether it is necessary to conduct a further autopsy based on this report, so only after the prosecutor nods and submits relevant materials to the court will the court issue a "Autopsy Permit".

After receiving the "Autopsy Permit", the police station will hand over the body to the "National Institute of Scientific Investigation" for autopsy.

Two documents are required, six relevant departments, and a series of cumbersome procedures. Even if everything goes well, most bodies will not be dissected until 48-72 hours after the report.

"OK, I thought the situation in the United States was bad enough, but I didn't expect that you Koreans really opened my eyes." Jack was speechless.

Ma Xidao was a little unconvinced, "Eh? Don't say that, the country next door is similar, their population is twice ours, and the number of forensic doctors is only more than 100."

Thinking about the huge number of forensic doctors in a certain oriental country with more than 20,000, Jack was really speechless. It seems that there is a reason why novels and comics of reasoning are still popular in Japan and South Korea.

"Tell me about the situation of the deceased." Jack knew that he was not short of forensic doctors, but wanted to use his FBI's tiger skin to make up a random reason to let himself go into the morgue to take a look. Even if the higher-ups knew about it, they would not dare to say anything.

"A little girl who just turned 20 fell from the 8th floor of a hotel in Gangnam District this morning without any clothes on. There was no surveillance and no witnesses at the scene.

The body fell on its back. I don't think it was suicide, but Prosecutor Jin disagreed with the autopsy unless sufficient evidence could be found, so I thought of asking you to come and see it."

Ma Xidao's brows were tied into a knot, and he looked very sad.

Jack smiled teasingly, "My favor is rare, and you are willing to use it on a stranger like this?"

Ma Xidao looked at him in surprise, "Asiba, what are you talking about? That little girl is only 20 years old. Her beautiful life just started and ended like this. Shouldn't she get justice?"

Koreans have a unique way of calculating age. March of each year is the dividing point. Those born before March are considered two years old, and those born after March are considered one year old. 20 years old is the legal age of adulthood. In actual calculation, the deceased should only be 18 or 19 years old.

"OK." Jack shrugged, "Just for what you said, this favor doesn't count. From now on, we are friends. There is no need to be fussy between friends."

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Walking out of the morgue, Jack took off his mask and gloves and began to clean under the faucet. Ma Xidao, who had been waiting impatiently at the door, hurried over.

"What's the situation?"

"I'm not a professional forensic doctor, and it's not convenient for me to directly dissect the body. I can only do a simple surface examination. The external injuries on the deceased include head injuries, spinal cord injuries and limb fractures, which are consistent with the general results of death from falling."

Jack's words made Ma Xidao's face darken.

"But your judgment is not wrong. Considering the posture of the deceased when she landed and the amount of bleeding at the fracture, I tend to believe that she may have lost her vital signs before falling from the building."

"Are you serious?" Ma Xidao subconsciously grabbed Jack's arm.

"I won't say much about professional terms. Let's do a toxicology test on the deceased as soon as possible, and also a gastric content test on the deceased. The real cause of death is likely to be cardiac arrest or organ failure caused by drinking or drug overdose.

In addition, the deceased should have had sex before her death. You'd better investigate the identity of the person who checked into the hotel with her."

Jack used his arm muscles to resist Ma Xidao's grip. This guy is very strong.

"Ah, sorry." Ma Xidao quickly let go of Jack's arm, walked out without looking back, and took out his phone while walking.

Jack was almost pissed off by his attitude, and hurriedly chased after him, "Hey, aren't you going to take me home?"

"Asiba, take a taxi yourself, I have things to do, I'll treat you to a farewell drink tonight." Ma Xidao took out a few "10,000 yuan bills" and stuffed them into his hands, with a perfunctory attitude that you are no longer useful.

Jack looked at the time. It was not even four o'clock in the afternoon. Wouldn't he have to accompany him shopping when he got home?

"Forget it, just think of it as my kindness. Where are we going next?"