Chapter 366 Forensic Reasoning Flow


The forensic reasoning school was almost unique in the world of reasoning in the early 1980s.

Unlike later generations, there are endless TV dramas with forensic themes.

American dramas include "Bones" and "Forensic Immortality", Japanese dramas include "Unnatural Death" and "Forensic Story", and domestically there are also "Forensic Qin Ming", "Forensic Records", "Psychic Forensic" ” These are TV series that involve forensic scientists solving crimes.

At present, whether in the United States, Japan, or in China, the most popular subjects for solving crimes are still police chiefs or detectives.

Forensic reasoning is equivalent to straightening "Watson" in "Sherlock Holmes" and turning him into a famous detective who solves crimes like a god.

Mystery fans like Suzuki Yoko and Hashimoto Yui have never heard of this type of mystery novel, let alone read it.

Fang Yan said categorically: "Because this type of reasoning is unique to China!"

Forensic mystery novels have existed in China since ancient times?

Bai Ruoxue, Gong Jie, Tang Shengnan and others, you look at me, I look at you, their faces are full of doubts.

“This type can be traced back to the Song Dynasty, to be precise, the Southern Song Dynasty.”

The plan stated straightforwardly, "The Collection of Cleansing of Wrongs," "This book was written by Song Ci of the Song Dynasty. It is the world's first systematic forensic work. It is a collection of ancient forensic medicine, and it also records some criminal examination cases. It must not be Don't let people be amazed..."

"Song Ci?"

Not only Suzuki Yoko, Hashimoto Yui and Mike, but also Bai Ruoxue heard this name for the first time and felt that strangeness.

"He is exactly the Sherlock Holmes of my novel."

The dialect patiently spoke, whether it was the Hong Kong drama "The Purge" or the drama "The Great Song Dynasty" "The Criminal" is both adapted from Song Ci's "A Collection of Abandoned Wrongdoes", which tells the story of Song Ci solving difficult cases after becoming an official. The former is brisk and the latter is depressing.

Therefore, by slightly integrating the two, it is necessary to write about the dark corruption of the officialdom of the Southern Song Dynasty, and also write about the freshness of the forensic investigation of the case, taking into account both literature and entertainment. Only in this way can the heavy and powerless feeling of the whole novel be diluted.

Some people win, but lose, and some people lose, but win.

“Sikuniichi!”

Looking at him talking endlessly, Hashimoto Yui couldn’t help but sigh.

Suzuki Yoko also refreshed her understanding of mystery novels. It is indeed interesting to think about it carefully.

Forensic doctors can not only conduct medical surveys, track evidence, and provide key evidence for investigations, such as scars, blood stains, biological samples, etc., which are very helpful in determining the identity of criminal suspects, even reconstructing crime scenes, and can also perform autopsies on corpses. .

Through the autopsy of the deceased, we can infer and restore the incident step by step, and determine the cause of death, time of death and other information.

“And it can popularize a lot of common sense about forensic science in the whole process.”

Fang Yan smiled. Domestic forensic identification started late and developed slowly. Maybe it can give a boost. .

Suzuki Yoko's eyes were full of passion, "Teacher Fang, can we read this novel?"

Yui Hashimoto and Mike are also looking forward to it. After all, there are various reasoning schools such as the original style school, the changed style school, the social school, the tough guy school, and the new true style school. I have this one on hand.

“I haven’t finished writing yet.”

Fang Yan waved his hand, “And it’s no coincidence that I didn’t bring it with me today.”

“Ah. !”

Everyone couldn’t help but sigh with regret, wishing they could watch this “Song Ci, the Punisher of the Song Dynasty” right away.

"Don't feel pity, this is not the right time to bring it up."

Fang Yan pointed to the roast duck, duck soup, etc., "Discussing autopsies and dissections at the dinner table would be unappetizing."
< br>"Yanzi is right, Ruoxue and Xiaoya have invited us to this meal, and we must not let down their kindness."

Fang Hong clapped her hands and nodded in agreement.

Everyone agreed. Fang Yan said that if they really wanted to see it, they could take it there on the day of the graduation ceremony and let them taste it.

Tang Shengnan raised his glass, raised his voice and shouted, "Don't say anything, let's toast Teacher Fang first!" "Cheers!"

In an instant, the glasses clinked, It makes a crisp collision sound.

At the beginning of the banquet, Bai Ruoxue and other hosts made brief opening remarks. Everyone, including Gong Qie, was very reserved.

But after drinking wine, the atmosphere gradually relaxed.

Everyone was excited and talking louder.

We pushed glasses to each other and toasted each other, everyone was a little tipsy.

At this dinner table, I became sentimental unknowingly. No one knew why, and no one needed to know why.

In a festive and sad atmosphere, Bai Ruoxue, Su Ya, Tang Shengnan and others sang "The Story of Time" together:

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and The setting sun in winter,

In the melancholy youth, I once ignorantly thought this way,

In the song that time takes away the four seasons, I sing softly

In the poem of wind, flowers, snow and moon, I am year by year The growth

The story of flowing water taking away time and changing a person

Just in that sentimental and waiting youth for the first time..."

"Bah bang bang."

While the people present applauded, some people also proposed a song to suit the occasion. It is not the time to say goodbye yet.

Just like the drinking ceremony, Mike, Yoko Suzuki, and Yui Hashimoto also took over the baton one after another and sang a cappella ditty from their hometown.

In the sound of one song after another, everyone just wants to blur the years and forget about time.

Then, at the end of the circle, it was Gong Qie and Fang Hong’s turn.

"Let Yanzi come first!"

"Yes, Teacher Fang is the best at composing lyrics!"

Bai Ruoxue, Suzuki Yoko and others were drunk and cheering loudly.

“Come one!”

“Yanzi, come one!”

Gong Xie, Fang Hong, and Fang Yan also joined the booing army, and they were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

Fang Yan rolled his eyes helplessly, his brain running rapidly for a while.

Seeing his man's rare embarrassment, Gong Xie burst out laughing.

Fang Yan's eyes lit up and he cleared his throat: "I walked and stopped along the way, following the traces of the young man's wandering..."

"I can't help laughing at this timidity of being close to home, but I still can't help it. Avoid…

It reminds me of the past, when I first knew this world,

I lingered in all kinds of ways, looking at the horizon as if it were before my eyes,

I was willing to go through fire and water to walk through it. Now that I have walked through this world... I once It’s hard to extricate yourself from the size of the world! "

I also indulged in talking in my sleep, not allowed to be true or false, not struggling, not afraid of jokes,"

"I once turned my youth into her, and I also had summer popping up at my fingertips,"< br>


"Whatever your heart moves, just go with it, walk against the light, let the wind blow and rain~"

All of a sudden, the emotions that have been suppressed for a whole scene are like a dam that stores floods. Little by little holes were opened in the singing.

No one could tell where the emotion that broke through the tear ducts came from and where it was going.

But there was an urge to cry. Gradually, one by one, they were tipsy or intoxicated, and their true colors were revealed, sobbing quietly and crying silently...

Bai Ruoxue opened her mouth, Singing along in a low voice, I couldn't help but think about what it would look like if this song could be sung at a graduation ceremony.

But I just felt as if a gust of wind was blowing gently on my face. (End of this chapter)

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