Chapter 849 Hancheng Strategy (3)
Wearing full protective clothing, goggles and breathing masks, Jack and Clay walked into the morgue.
Compared with corpses that have been dead for a long time, are severely decayed or even turned into bones, this kind of near-giant state in front of you will test a person's psychological endurance even more.
As Jessica Townsend lay on the autopsy table, it was no longer possible to connect her with the voluptuous blonde beauty in the previous surveillance video.
Dark purple-red corpse spots and dirty green veins of corruption are spread all over the body. The countless incisions on the unrecognizable face cause the skin and flesh to turn up, revealing the discolored muscles and fascia underneath, and the dense white bones at the lower jaw. clearly visible.
In fact, compared with the appearance when it was first discovered, the corpse that has been dissected by the forensic doctor is no longer so scary. The corpse fluid has been basically washed away, all the putrefactive gases in the body have been released, and it has been cryogenically frozen.
Jack held the autopsy report provided by the Korean Medical Examination Office and said nothing, quietly waiting for Clay to finish the examination, "Tell me your judgment, what is the cause of death?"
< br>Even through the breathing mask, there is still a faint smell of corpse lingering in the nostrils.
Clay can also be called a battlefield veteran who kills many people, but when faced with a rotting corpse that was covered in a plastic bag for more than three days at a temperature of 20 or 30 degrees Celsius, human beings are born with this instinct. The instinct engraved in his genes still made his throat keep making swallowing movements.
"If you can't bear it, you can leave first. Don't spit in the mask, it will give you nightmares at night."
Seeing that Clay didn't answer for a long time, Jack knew that he had almost reached the limit of how far he could hold on, so he patted his shoulder and asked him to leave first, and completed the rest of the inspection work himself.
After leaving the morgue, he took off his protective equipment after completing the cleaning work. He washed himself carefully three times before entering the corridor.
Clay lowered his head and leaned against the corridor wall. The color on his face had not yet fully recovered. When he saw Jack coming out, there was a trace of anger in his eyes and he asked in a deep voice, "Where is the injury on her face?" It was caused before death, right?”
The typical difference between pre-mortem injuries and post-mortem injuries is the shape of the wound. The degree of cracking and eversion of the wound tissue formed before death is very obvious, and the edges will be slightly curled. The decomposition of the body was quite serious, but it could still be seen if you looked closely.
"Well, the cause of death was excessive blood loss, and the murderer finally cut her throat." Jack nodded, and couldn't be more satisfied with his performance.
Clay took the cooling oil from Jack and followed his example and applied it on his temples and chin. His energy suddenly lifted, his complexion visibly recovered, and he immediately showed a puzzled expression.
"But I just didn't find any traces of the limbs being restrained. There were no bruises or broken skin on the wrists and ankles."
"A large dose of anesthetic." Jack pointed to his left side Pointing over his shoulder, "There is a pinhole here, and the technique is clean and neat, indicating that the murderer injected her after subduing her."
"So the murderer is probably a strong man. In this case, that person The prosecutor may be right, we should really focus our investigation on the white people who appeared in the nightclub before."
Although he said this, Clay's tone was full of inquiry. Apparently he wasn't entirely sure either.
"Maybe, but the white male in the surveillance was too impulsive, and" at this point, Jack subconsciously looked back in the direction of the morgue.
“Don’t you think, even if it is disfigurement, the injuries on the face of the deceased are too much, if it is an impulsive crime, venting anger out of dissatisfaction with the beauty of the deceased.”
Jack made a motion of pressing his head and smashing the wall, "Smashing the face is obviously better than cutting it with a knife." It needs to be more relieved, and the deceased was given anesthesia and could hardly feel the pain. Compared with physical torture, this method is more psychological." He imagined that he was in a semi-anesthetized state and watched helplessly. Clay's cheek couldn't help but twitch as the knife cut back and forth on his face.
“So you still tend to think that this may be a serial killer?”
Anyway, the cases he encounters will not be simple (the reader will be very dissatisfied), and Jack has already understood this in his heart.
“The murderer’s method of torture was very strange. Many scars were symmetrically distributed, such as the corners of the eyes and both sides of the cheeks. Unfortunately, the temperature here in September is still not low, and the plastic bags intensified the decay and swelling of the body. Many details cannot be judged.
If Dr. Tempre Breonna and her team were here, they might have something to do, such as boiling the bones and observing the knife marks on them. In short, the process of disfigurement must be expensive. It has been a long time, and this is not something that a person with a normal mind can do."
While they were talking, they had already walked out of the police medical examination office, feeling the warm sunshine on their bodies to dispel the chill. Lai shivered involuntarily, feeling a bit like returning to the human world again.
“Or maybe Jessica Townsend is just unlucky and happens to have a psychopathic ex-boyfriend.”
Seeing that he had almost recovered, Jack threw the car keys to him, "So we should go to the place where she works now to find out."
It was different from what Jack expected, the so-called "Land of Dawn" There is no religious element. It is simply an agency that provides work visas and introduces jobs like English teachers to Americans who want to travel but are short of money.
Similar to what he saw in his previous life in China, learning English is also regarded as one of the prerequisites for getting a good job in South Korea. Private English training institutions like "New Oriental" are here Everywhere.
And young Americans like Jessica Townsend, who hope to use a trip around the world as a way to mark their farewell to their school days, are their main source of teachers.
The person who received the two FBI was the person in charge of this intermediary agency in Seoul, a Korean aunt in her 40s and 50s with a high-tech face, who inexplicably reminded Jack of the South Korean president who had just come to power. He The lady who was born as a bartender.
When a Korean aunt who said she took her husband's last name of Thomas saw two handsome men coming to her door, she smiled so much that hyaluronic acid almost appeared on her already stiff cheeks.
"Sorry, Mrs. Thomas, we are the FBI, not here to apply for jobs." Jack directly took out his FBI ID and explained his purpose.
The Korean aunt who called herself Mrs. Thomas was surprised, "Oh, sorry, I thought I was sorry. Wait, the FBI you are talking about is the American FBI?"
Jack looked helpless. , "Yes, that's right, it's the FBI in the United States. We are here for the murder of Miss Jessica Townsend."
"Ah, oh, okay, I know about it, It's a pity, but I guarantee that her death has nothing to do with our agency." Mrs. Thomas did not expect that the FBI would show up here, and her eyes were a little more panicked.
"So, I can understand what you mean is, are you willing to provide guarantee for all employees working under the name of your organization?"
Jack deliberately kept a straight face to scare the other party, but there was no way, through the Korean side It's too troublesome to apply for a search warrant. Since the other party is engaged in transnational intermediary business, it will be much easier to bluff the other party with the FBI's name.
(End of this chapter)