Chapter 21: Solving the Case in Half an Hour! Looks Like Your Criminal Investigation Unit Might Be Out of a Job!

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Qin Chuan did not know much about Song Hui. In his previous life, he had always worked at the Changning Town Police Station and had only seen Song Hui a few times during joint investigations. However, Chen Guangzu had heard some reputation about him.

Chen Guangzu was the only forensic pathologist in Zhulin County and had been practicing for over twenty years, making him quite experienced. But having seniority did not necessarily mean having greater ability.

Since Dong Zhijun’s body had already been autopsied before being frozen, when the freezer was just opened, Qin Chuan detected a faint scent of blood. Yet, as he drew closer to the corpse, he surprisingly caught a faint, elusive fragrance!

The body, being frozen, showed no signs of decay and naturally did not smell foul, but it certainly should not have any fragrance.

Under the stunned gazes of Song Hui and Chen Guangzu, Qin Chuan leaned in close to the corpse, almost pressing his nose against it, and sniffed from head to toe.

This person... was he a pervert?

Chen Guangzu had initially been somewhat displeased with Qin Chuan’s decision to re-examine the body but now said nothing. This guy seemed a bit off in the head. Who in their right mind would stick their nose on a corpse to smell it?

“Doctor Chen, was a toxicology test conducted on the body?”

“Toxicology?” Chen Guangzu shook his head. “Our county lacks the equipment for that. Moreover, the cause of death for Dong Zhijun was clear, so such testing wasn’t necessary.”

“Besides, the liver and stomach contents showed no abnormalities—no signs of poisoning.”

There were strict regulations governing whether toxicology tests should be performed during autopsies. Chen Guangzu had followed the protocols meticulously, so there was no violation.

Qin Chuan nodded silently, confirming his suspicion.

“All right, Captain Song, my examination is complete. The direct cause of Dong Zhijun’s death is indeed intracranial hemorrhage.”

“Hmph!” Chen Guangzu snorted coldly. “See, I told you—the cause of death is obvious. What’s there to look so hard at?”

Song Hui nodded in agreement. “Fine, since there’s nothing wrong, let’s go.”

Then he sighed. “Little Qin, you were still too impulsive just now.”

“Director Zhou has already secured a defense for excessive force. Why not just yield? Why place bets? Now that you’ve lost... Secretary Sun’s situation...”

“Hm?”

Qin Chuan looked at Song Hui in puzzlement. “Captain Song, who said I lost the bet?”

“Eh?”

Song Hui pointed to the freezer that had been pushed back in. “Didn’t you say that Dong Zhijun died of intracranial hemorrhage? You hit someone, and they died from intracranial hemorrhage—doesn’t that mean you killed him?”

Qin Chuan nodded. “The direct cause of Dong Zhijun’s death was indeed intracranial hemorrhage, but I never said the cause of that hemorrhage was because I hit him.”

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“Not because you hit him?”

“Then how did he develop intracranial hemorrhage?”

“The specific reason... I’ll explain once we return to the conference room.”

Qin Chuan withheld the details, as he did not fully trust Song Hui.

The reason was simple: earlier in the conference room, Qin Chuan had activated his “Eye of Sin.”

Faced with five people questioning him, Qin Chuan was at a loss, unable to discern whom to trust.

Therefore, the first thing he did upon entering the room was activate this special ability.

Song Hui’s sin value was 32. He was one of the protective umbrellas for the Xinhai Mining criminal gang—accepting huge bribes and helping suspects destroy evidence, enabling them to escape legal punishment.

Qin Chuan hadn’t expected Song Hui to be connected to Xinhai Mining, along with other law-breaking actions despite knowing the law.

As for why Sun Tao had agreed so readily to Qin Chuan’s suggestion to reopen the investigation after hearing just one word from him, that was also due to information provided by the Eye of Sin.

Gao Qingshan kept a mistress and had a son with her. For Gao, who originally had only one daughter, this illegitimate son was considered the continuation of the family line and was doted upon.

What Gao Qingshan did not know was that the child was not his, but rather the result of an affair between Sun Tao and the woman.

At that moment, Qin Chuan whispered into Sun Tao’s ear: “If Gao Qingshan knew that the son he treasures like his own life was actually yours, Sun Tao, guess how he would treat you?”

On the way back, Zhou Xuexi and the others waited in the conference room. Zhang Guohao was in charge of brewing tea and pouring water, while the other three remained silent.

Zhou Xuexi and Lin Hu worried about whether Qin Chuan had made any discoveries, and how to respond if he hadn’t.

Sun Tao’s face was gloomy, his heart in turmoil.

Only he and that woman knew about the matter. How did Qin Chuan find out?

Should he... silence him?

As for whether Qin Chuan could uncover the real cause of Dong Zhijun’s death, Sun Tao did not believe it.

The people on the other side had said their method was foolproof; no matter what tests were done, Dong Zhijun had died from intracranial hemorrhage!

Sun Tao was already scheming: once Qin Chuan returned, he would be locked up immediately.

Then, naturally, people from Xinhai Mining would take action.

If Qin Chuan died, no one would ever know his secret!

Creak.

Amid the silence, the conference room door opened.

Qin Chuan and Song Hui appeared.

Zhou Xuexi and the others all stood up.

“Well?”

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Qin Chuan immediately saluted. “Reporting, Director Zhou, I have succeeded! There are indeed problems with Dong Zhijun’s death!”

Oh?

Zhou Xuexi’s eyes brightened.

“Tell us the details.”

“Yes,” Qin Chuan nodded and began reporting, “The direct cause of Dong Zhijun’s death was intracranial hemorrhage, but this hemorrhage was not caused during his arrest when he resisted and I subdued him.”

“Rather, someone drugged Dong Zhijun!”

“Drugged?”

Zhou Xuexi’s gaze shifted to the forensic pathologist Chen Guangzu, who quickly spoke up: “Director Zhou, Dong Zhijun’s liver showed no abnormalities, and no pills were found in the stomach contents.”

Zhou Xuexi looked back at Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan promptly reported, “Director Zhou, the poison found in Dong Zhijun’s body is rather special.”

“Strictly speaking, the substance used was a traditional Chinese medicine, not a poison.”

“What kind of traditional medicine?”

“Datura!”

Datura?

What’s that?

“Datura, scientifically known as Mandala,” Qin Chuan continued, “is a traditional Chinese medicine that is toxic and has a distinctive fragrance.”

“When I inspected Dong Zhijun’s body, I detected this scent.”

“This medicine, when taken in large doses, causes abnormal elevation of blood pressure.”

“If the person already has chronic conditions like hypertension, it easily leads to cerebral blood vessel rupture, causing intracranial hemorrhage and death!”

Zhou Xuexi, who had been sitting, suddenly stood up. “Are you serious?”

“Director Zhou, if we immediately dispatch personnel to test the blood inside Dong Zhijun’s body, we can verify whether what I say is true.”

Exactly!

“Song Hui, arrange for the collection of samples right away and send them to the City Bureau’s Criminal Investigation Unit. I will personally call Captain Qian Guobin to ask for assistance!”

Ha ha!

Zhou Xuexi was now overjoyed.

“Song Hui, your Criminal Investigation Unit should learn from Qin Chuan. Look, including travel time, it took only about half an hour to clarify the case.”

“Little Qin is still just a police officer at a local station, right?”

“If you all keep this up, you might be out of a job soon!”