He handed in his belongings, took off all his clothes, and had to go through a series of procedures such as physical examination, photo registration, etc. By the time Jiangnan was assigned a room by the guards at the detention center, it was already after 10 p.m.

I didn't expect that I would be imprisoned here less than twenty-four hours after I came out of the mountains.

Next time I do something, I won't do it in front of the police officer.

The layout of the detention center is similar to that of a prison. It is also a large common room for more than a dozen people.

Fortunately, there were not many people in this room, including Jiang Nan, there were only six people.

Wearing the standard prison uniform of the detention center, he took off his slippers and smelled the quilt: "What does it smell like? Are the conditions so bad?"

A nearby man with a crew cut and an unshaven beard glared at him and asked, "Brother, what have you done?"

"I didn't commit any crime. I came here to experience life." Jiang Nan said cheerfully.

Although the conditions are a bit harsh, it's not bad to just experience prison life.

The little crew chief sneered: "Everyone who comes in here says they didn't commit any crime, so just pretend. Once you're sentenced, you'll suffer the consequences of going to jail."

Jiang Nan didn't care at all, he thought to himself that only those forensic doctors could find something, and the ghost doctor's call was in vain?

Without a mobile phone or Internet connection, Jiang Nan was not even in the mood to wash up, so he pulled the quilt over his head and prepared to sleep.

On the other side, in the basement of the Forensic Identification Center, a medical shadowless lamp was projected on Zhou Mengliang's body, and Zhang Qian was still making her last attempt.

She wanted to check all the details again before her father arrived.

Suddenly, the cell phone in my pocket rang. I looked at the time and saw that it was already past eleven o'clock.

The number noted was from my father, so I hurriedly answered it.

"Hello? Dad, are you here?"

"We've arrived at the gate of your unit. Why don't you come out and pick her up?"

It could be heard that her father was in a good mood. Since the work unit was assigned to Huaizhou, the father and daughter did not see each other very often throughout the year.

Zhang Qian hurriedly ran out of the basement and towards the door.

A vigorous old man came with heavy reading glasses, and several leaders of the Forensic Identification Center personally came out to greet this famous Taishan Beidou-level forensic doctor.

Zhang Qian also trotted over and said with a smile: "Dad, you are finally here. I still haven't figured out the cause of death of the deceased. Come on, come and have a look with me."

Only a forensic doctor would have no taboos in chatting about someone as soon as they met.

Those leaders had long been used to it, and after saying a few polite words and agreeing to help him pick up the slack the next day after their busy work, they left one after another.

In fact, they had already passed the off-duty time. When they heard that Zhang Xianming was coming, they rushed back from home to greet him.

The father and daughter got into the basement while chatting. Looking at Zhou Mengliang on the table who was already being "cooked", Zhang Xianming asked strangely: "Don't you have any clues?"

Zhang Qian took out the notes next to her and said, "No, all the organs, blood, and hormone levels are normal. There are no obvious wounds outside the body, except for two needle holes on the shoulder."

Then, she introduced: "The deceased was a drug addict. There were needle holes pierced by syringes on his left and right arms. I have already checked to rule out the possibility of overdose."

Zhang Xianming was more sophisticated than Zhang Qian. While listening to his daughter's report, he began to look at the deceased's ears, nostrils, mouth and other details, even the chrysanthemums were examined.

There is really no exception.

He asked curiously: "Is it cardiac arrest? Have the cardiovascular and organ blood supply been checked?"

The hearts of some deceased people will stop beating without warning due to some diseases or other external factors, which will cause organ hypoxia. If not handled properly, they will die within a few minutes.

But Zhang Qian said very confidently: "It has been confirmed that the deceased did not suffer from cardiac arrest. I have checked all the factors that can be considered, but I can't find any clues."

The father and daughter had a very busy meal, and it wasn't until about three o'clock in the morning that they dragged their exhausted bodies into the dormitory.

Zhang Xianming encountered a problem this time. He tried every method but could not find the cause of death.

Just like a person who is asleep and suddenly dies.

He had never encountered this kind of situation as a forensic doctor for more than 20 years. It was really bizarre.

Fortunately, Zhou Mengliang didn't have much family. His father died early, his mother was a mental patient, and no relatives were willing to come over to identify the body, so they planned to study it for a few more days.

At around nine o'clock the next morning, the father and daughter were eating and chatting in the workplace canteen. Zhang Qian asked with dark circles under her eyes: "Dad, how about I take you to meet the suspect?"

"I was just going to ask you, who committed the crime?" Zhang Xianming also didn't sleep all night.

I didn't expect that a well-known forensic doctor in the country would encounter difficulties that I had never encountered in my life during the autopsy process. I was really unconvinced.

"It's a very young doctor... No, he is not an academic doctor, but a barefoot doctor from the countryside. We have already investigated and found that he does not have a medical qualification certificate."
Chapter completed!