National Forensic Doctor-Chapter 889 - 827: Solving Cases on a Private Jet

The next day.

Huang Qiangmin hurriedly took an early flight over.

Upon landing, he didn’t rest but rushed straight to the police station. Seeing Jiang Yuan and others, he let out a sigh of relief, his expression a mix of helplessness and anticipation as he asked, "Have you solved two murder cases?"

"Almost." Jiang Yuan handed Huang Qiangmin a teacup, poured him some tea, and said, "We are currently investigating the third case, a rooftop murder. Surveillance is sparse here in Dama, and our search and screening are restricted, which is giving us a bit of trouble."

The weather in Dama was scorching, and Jiang Yuan spent half his day drinking tea.

Huang Qiangmin had a lot on his mind, but after seeing Jiang Yuan’s expression, he couldn’t hold back. He took a couple of sips of tea to gather his thoughts and then said, "You came here to help with the investigations, but you need to abide by some basic laws. How can you handle two murder cases in one day? What’s the status of this third case? Any leads?"

Cui Xiaohu coughed twice from the side, "More than leads, we even have the perpetrator’s height, weight, and age."

"Footprints left at the scene? The criminal standards in Dama aren’t up to par," Huang Qiangmin knew instantly what methods Jiang Yuan had employed.

He wouldn’t know how, but he understood.

Jiang Yuan chuckled and said, "There’s a lot of evidence, but it’s also hard to investigate because the case happened 10 days ago. In an ideal situation, we’d survey the entire building and the surrounding ones, check the building’s entrance and exit surveillance videos, and if we were thorough, go through the vehicles that entered and left that day. That would generally be enough, but right now, they only have surveillance footage."

"That’s plenty to work with, the rest is up to their skill. They need to do their own homework beforehand and review afterwards. We can’t spoon-feed them everything; they aren’t elementary students," Huang Qiangmin lacked that level of sympathy, especially when a super agricultural reaper like Jiang Yuan was delayed by the crime levels in the village.

Jiang Yuan spread his hands, "In theory, we could still examine the crime scene again. The rooftop has been sealed, and presumably, no one has gone up since. If we look carefully, maybe we could find something else. However, even if we find DNA or fingerprint evidence, it might not conclusively identify the culprit, which complicates matters..."

"We’re no longer just handing things over," Huang Qiangmin curled his lip, "Letting them put in some effort isn’t bad. Okay, I’m going to talk to Ni Cha. Officer Chu, shall we go together?"

Chu Guanliang was the liaison officer at the embassy, precisely handling these matters. Of course, his most frequent discussions were about police cooperation between countries, mostly capturing suspects for each other, sharing intelligence, and more. Police officers like Jiang Yuan working abroad were less common.

For Chu Guanliang, having a police officer like Jiang Yuan in a foreign country greatly enhanced his sense of honor. After hearing Huang Qiangmin’s call, he followed eagerly.

In just half an hour, Huang Qiangmin and Chu Guanliang returned chatting and laughing.

Wang Chuanxing, seeing their mood, couldn’t help but smile and asked in a low voice, "Did you find something?"

Huang Qiangmin came over smiling, "I had a brief phone conference with Ni Cha and his leaders, their chief and local councilor. Mainly we all just talked, and the Dama side praised the immense help from our side."

"That’s for sure, two-and-a-half murder cases already," Cui Xiaohu, although from the Ministry, became more polite upon seeing Huang Qiangmin.

Huang Qiangmin smiled and nodded, "Speaking of two-and-a-half murder cases, the other half case, I discussed it with my colleagues—well, peers—from the Dama side. I can understand some of their issues. Compared to us, the Dama Police Station indeed faces more constraints, and though they have more resources than our county and city police stations, for such a big city, they are indeed stretched thin."

Wang Chuanxing and the others displayed calm smiles.

Huang Qiangmin coughed twice and said, "Actually, from this angle, the Dama side really needs someone like Jiang Yuan, who is skillful and experienced."

"Who wouldn’t want that..." Cui Xiaohu genuinely cheered.

Huang Qiangmin nodded, smiling, "They said they’d send a banner of appreciation, officially send a letter of thanks, and there’s even a TV program coming to interview. Everyone can cooperate with that too—it’ll be good publicity when we return home."

Cui Xiaohu clicked his tongue, "The Dama Police Station finally knows the score. Right, it benefits them without much cost, and our advantages are not few either..."

Bringing honor to the country truly merited awards and accolades. For ordinary police officers, such standards could sustain them for a lifetime.

Huang Qiangmin concluded, "So, as I mentioned, we promote mutual benefit; I also told them Jiang Yuan could revisit the scene. If he can find something, it might reduce some of their pressure."

Looking at photos is never the same as being on the scene. Jiang Yuan had no objections and stood up, "Then let’s go. Visiting the scene might even save time compared to reviewing the files."

That wasn’t a joke. With Jiang Yuan’s technical expertise in crime scene investigation, normal police stations, even those with specialists, would likely not be as comprehensive.

Wang Chuanxing and the others hurried to follow Jiang Yuan and also went to call Zhong Renlong.

Cui Xiaohu leaned closer to Chu Guanliang and whispered, "Huang probably wouldn’t be so easygoing, would he, to reciprocate kindness like that... It’s more like the other party is throwing themselves at him..."

"Yeah," Chu Guanliang responded quietly. "Huang said everyone loves durian and hopes to bring some back, then he suggested that after solving this case, he wants to go back to his home country to rest."

Cui Xiaohu frowned. "Is he talking about how to deal with their customs? You can’t get past our own customs either."

"We find a freight forwarder and take the proper shipping channels, just change it from sea freight to air freight, specifically using a cargo plane," Chu Guanliang paused, then added, "The durians will also be of a better selection, Ni Cha found a major local dealer in Dama."

"I was saying, there’s no way Huang would come back empty-handed," Cui Xiaohu remarked.

Chu Guanliang hesitated.

"Anything else?" Cui Xiaohu sensed there was more.

"Yes, after this case is solved, if there are further exchanges in the future, the Dama Police Force will provide a government jet for Jiang Yuan."

Cui Xiaohu raised an eyebrow. "Flying on a private jet to solve cases? Even the FBI aren’t that luxurious."

"It’s a chartered government jet, not always on standby."

"That’s still incredibly expensive, it must cost millions per trip."

Chu Guanliang tilted his head, saying, "The Dama Police Station is willing to pay the money, which actually tells us something, doesn’t it?" novelbuddy.cσ๓

Cui Xiaohu was startled, now understanding why Chu Guanliang had explained it to him in such detail. This story, told in Ningtai County or Qinghe City, would be uninteresting because Jiang Yuan already received the highest privileges there.

But if he took this story back to the Ministry, it wouldn’t take an afternoon before all the leaders would remember Jiang Yuan’s name.

And indeed, Cui Xiaohu himself really needed to go back and tell this story properly. Delaying wouldn’t be appropriate.

"Huang is killing three birds with one stone," Cui Xiaohu looked at Huang Qiangmin’s figure. In the past, this man might have just been an ordinary captain of a county criminal police team. Who would have thought that a simple opportunity would make him shine so brightly?

...

Zhong Renlong led Jiang Yuan and others up to the scene of the "Rooftop Murder" case: the rooftop.

This was a 24-story office building constructed in the 1990s, from the same era as Dama’s iconic Twin Towers.

In that fiery era of the Asian tigers, this 24-story office building was also built impressively, with a broad footprint, and numerous and reasonably arranged rooftop facilities.

However, after so many years, the wear on the rooftop was visible to the naked eye, and fewer people came up. Most preferred to take the elevator down to nearby commercial establishments to relax, so when the police sealed the rooftop, there were not many who minded.

Jiang Yuan quietly walked a full circle following the path.

While looking at photographs, he had already simulated a full panoramic view of the scene in his mind. Now, seeing it in person, he made corrections while surveying.

Ni Cha and others stood on the outer ring, watching Jiang Yuan’d seemingly tedious actions but not daring to leave.

Just as someone sneakily took out a mobile phone, pondering whether to lose money today on the stock market, the lottery, financial investments, or gambling, Jiang Yuan waved over the police photographer.

"This footprint wasn’t here before, was it? Make sure to capture the whole scene," Jiang Yuan instructed the photographer.

The photographer, who also served as a video cameraman from the local TV station, had started his routine work.

The photographer, working part-time in criminal investigation, "clicked" a few photos and said, "This footprint looks similar to the one next to it."

"Because they’re from the same person, just at different times," Jiang Yuan said.

The photographer was somewhat surprised. "Isn’t the one next to it the killer’s footprint?"

"That’s right," Jiang Yuan looked up at the photographer. "The killer came back to the scene, which actually isn’t odd, right?"