The Disowned Young Lady Married a Homicide Detective - Chapter 39

Lu Lin would rather pretend he didn’t see it; he was eager to share it with Sang Ning.

Sang Ning pointed to the exit of the police station and asked, “Didn’t I tell you to go home earlier? Why are you still here?”

“Okay, I’ll go back first. You guys should go back early too.”

While saying this, Lu Lin didn’t move at all. He just watched Zhao Qianwen, who was pinned against the wall with his face bruised and red, being held up by Gu Yezhou, unable to say a word.

“If there is a next time, I wouldn’t mind inviting you into the office for a chat.”

Gu Yezhou tossed him aside like trash, and Zhao Qianwen slammed heavily onto the wooden chair, his waist being hit by the handles on both sides, causing him to cry out in pain.

“You dare to lay a hand on someone in the police station? You stop right there!” The police officer couldn’t stand it anymore.

He did some stupid things while drunk. As long as he sincerely repents and apologizes to the girl and makes compensation, that’s enough. What’s wrong with the family members?

Gu Yezhou took out his identification. “This person has harassed my sister multiple times. If her colleague hadn’t been there, do you know what would have happened?”

Seeing this, the police officer pulled Gu Yezhou aside and said something to him, after which Gu Yezhou’s brows relaxed considerably.

They checked the community’s surveillance footage, and it was indeed Zhao Qianwen who went up and caused trouble first.

However, because the man had been drinking, Gu Yao was not injured, only frightened. Furthermore, Zhao Qianwen apologized to her face while he was still drunk, so there was no way to punish him.

The matter was then dropped.

·

The next day.

Lu Lin drove Gu Yao’s car and parked it downstairs at the police station early. He went straight to the forensic room, but Gu Yao hadn’t arrived yet. Only Sang Ning was there. He asked, “Where’s your little assistant?”

“Ask for leave.”

Sang Ning didn’t even look up, staring at the skeletons that had been dug out of the cement wall yesterday.

“Because of what happened yesterday?”

“Moving, there’s still a lot of things to organize.”

Lu Lin touched his nose. Yesterday, he followed Gu Yezhou’s car to the residential area opposite the police station. His luggage was still in the trunk. How was he supposed to move it?

“Where to stay? I don’t have anything to do this morning, so I’ll go and deliver the luggage from the trunk to her.”

Sang Ning paused, looking at him with a puzzled expression. “Are you being so kind?”

“Colleagues should help each other,” Lu Lin said, his eyes darting away.

Sang Ning didn’t think much of it. She first picked up her phone and asked Gu Yao if she could give her current address to someone else. After learning that it was Lu Lin, Gu Yao felt quite sorry for Lu Lin, so she gave him the address.

Having obtained the address, Lu Lin swaggered away.

A short while later, the door to the forensic room was opened again.

Sang Ning said helplessly, “What have you forgotten now?”

“Hello, I’m the new portrait artist. I heard you found a skeleton inside the wall.” The man’s voice was a little naive.

Sang Ning looked up and saw that the young man looked rather green.

So upright and proper, does he look like he’s still in school?

“Are you a student?” Sang Ning asked curiously.

The man had short, jet-black hair, wore a hoodie and casual pants, carried a backpack, and held a sketchbook for drawing. He looked every bit the student.

He began by introducing himself: “It’s been four years since I graduated. Let me introduce myself. I’m Hua Ming, a criminal sketch artist. I specialize in restoring the appearance of the deceased and tracking the characteristics of the murderer.”

Sang Ning nodded, which was considered a greeting.

Before she could even introduce herself, Hua Ming said, “I know you, forensic doctor Sang Ning. It’s a real shame you’re not working at the provincial department.”

“My family lives here, so it’s inconvenient for me,” Sang Ning said with a smile.

The two of them, one standing in front of the dissection table and the other outside the dissection room, were talking through the glass.

Hua Ming tilted her chin up and looked inside, then asked, “May I come in?”

“Can.”

After receiving permission, Hua Ming walked in carrying a picture book and a pencil that was only the size of a finger.

With just one glance, Hua Ming accurately pointed out the missing parts. He needed to recreate the deceased’s appearance before death, and the skull was the most important part.

He hissed, “This murderer is truly cruel. All his teeth were pulled out, and there are cracks in his skull. Were they caused before he was alive or after he died?”

As he spoke, the pen in his hand seemed to have been turned on, and he began to draw the shape of the skull.

Sang Ning: “The blunt force trauma to the skull after death was caused before death.”

“Well, I’ll try to reconstruct the victim’s appearance first. It’s hard to investigate without information.” Hua Ming said, her expression turning serious. “This murderer is probably not a first-time offender.”

Sang Ning: “Have you encountered this before?”

Hua Ming realized she had said too much and explained, “Captain Gu received the autopsy report last night and analyzed it. The murderer is a repeat offender, but the scope of the investigation is too broad, and we have no clues at all. We can’t get anything out of that mentally ill person.”

Mental illness…

Sang Ning recalled the homeless man’s menacing appearance; if she hadn’t reacted quickly, she would probably be in the hospital by now.

“I wonder if Officer Hua has studied psychology?”

For criminal sketch artists, in the past, besides helping ordinary people catch thieves and find human traffickers based on descriptions, the most important required course was psychology.

This is not targeted at criminals, but mostly at ordinary people.

Sometimes they receive very little information, and some people are uneducated and lack vocabulary, making it difficult for them to describe specific features such as physical outlines.

All I can say is that he’s tall, fat, and dark-skinned, and if his face doesn’t have any blemishes, you’d say he’s a pretty normal person.

For a portrait artist, drawing a suspect’s likeness is like finding a needle in a haystack.

In order to be more efficient and more accurate in finding suspects, they will psychologically guide witnesses little by little to get them to describe specific physical signs.

For example, when walking, whether the limbs are coordinated, and whether the position of the brow bone of the eyes is high or low.

Of course, most people only see someone briefly and won’t remember them that clearly.

However, through psychological guidance, it is easy to re-immerse a person in the scene they experienced, and the fragments in their mind will be pieced together.

This greatly increases the probability of finding the suspect.

Hua Ming’s paintbrush didn’t stop. “What problem have you encountered? Tell me.”

Sang Ning described the homeless man’s unusual behavior yesterday: “I suspect he was deliberately targeting me, but grabbing Gu Yao’s ankle seemed like a deliberate attempt to distract him, making people mistakenly believe he had a mental illness.”

Hua Ming listened and said, “Is it a split personality? Let me draw the deceased’s appearance first, and then I’ll go and meet him.”

Sang Ning smiled upon hearing this, walked to the side, took off her protective suit and gloves, and washed her hands.

“If you only need the skull, you can borrow it to take back to your office to draw it. Is it convenient to draw it here?”

Hua Ming flexed her wrists, glanced at the cold dissection room, and swallowed hard. “Okay, I’ll get it back.”

First, Sang Ning put the picture book into her bulging backpack. She glanced at it and exclaimed, “Wow… she’s a foodie! Her backpack is full of puffed snacks!”

Noticing Sang Ning’s gaze, Hua Ming picked up a bag of potato chips. “Want a bag, Dr. Sang?”

“No need, you can keep it for a late-night snack.”

That’s as if you’re absolutely certain Hua Ming will be working overtime.