The hard-working and simple Zhang Jiwen in the Yimeng Mountains in the past turned into Zhang Xiuwen who can perfectly design murders after experiencing the beatings of society and reality. It is not an unacceptable and strange thing.
Ma Hongwen was thinking about what means and methods to use to open a breakthrough from Zhang Xiuwen, but the old forensic doctor asked someone to come over and call Ma Hongwen, asking him to go to the forensic room in person, and said that he would definitely regret it if he didn't go.
Ma Hongwen was well understood by the old forensic doctor. As soon as he heard the message from the person coming, he hurried over without saying a word.
The old forensic doctor used tweezers to pick up a finger bone on the plate, then used another tweezers to remove a gold ring from the bone, and turned the ring side toward Ma Hongwen.
"This ring has the words 'Wang Wenhui' in it, do you see it?" the old forensic doctor asked as he moved.
Ma Hongwen took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the case. He nodded and asked in confusion, "What is this?"
The forensic doctor put the ring back on the bone and put the bone back on the plate: "Your people found this in Wang Yuan'e's bedside table. They thought it was a plastic prop at first. They thought someone was too full to do anything. He would put a real person’s finger bone on his bedside table, so he didn’t take it seriously, looked at it and stuffed it back into the bedside table.”
"Thanks to your always suspicious character, you arranged for us to expand the scope of testing at Wang Yuan'e's house and conduct a second trace search from the ceiling to the bathroom sewer."
"No new traces were detected, but your people muttered something during the process, saying that Wang Yuan'e's collecting hobby is a bit unconventional. In addition to calligraphy and painting antiques, he also likes to collect human skeleton props."
"I asked casually and found out that Wang Yuan'e actually had such a thing hidden in his bedside table. I knew it was a real human skeleton and not a plastic prop, so I brought it back for further testing."
Ma Hongwen frowned, still puzzled: "The ring on this finger bone is engraved with 'Wang Wenhui's name. Does it mean that the owner of this finger and ring is Wang Wenhui, or that it is Wang Wenhui's spouse Ruan Xianglan ?」
The ring Wang Wenhui wears has his name engraved on it. This is a possibility. At the same time, Ruan Xianglan may also be wearing a ring engraved with her husband's name.
"I think so too. So we compare the DNA between the finger bones and Wang Yuan'e's body. As long as the DNA between the two matches is successful, proving that there is a father-son or mother-son relationship between the finger owner and Wang Yuan'e, then the finger and the ring The owner is most likely Wang Wenhui or Ruan Xianglan."
"But, guess what the outcome is?"
The corners of Ma Hongwen's mouth twitched involuntarily. He knew that since the old forensic doctor asked this, it would definitely not be the answer he imagined.
Seeing Ma Hongwen's constipation, the forensic doctor couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and said helplessly: "You guessed it right, the DNA results don't match at all. In other words, from a biological point of view, Wang Yuan'e The owner of the finger wearing the ring is completely unrelated to him. This case is getting more and more complicated as we go deeper."
"You mean, the owner of the finger and ring is not Wang Wenhui or Ruan Xianglan?"
The forensic doctor grimaced: "If that's true, this case is not too complicated. Maybe Wang Yuan'e really has a perverted hobby of collecting human bones, which can explain why this thing was found on his bedside table."
"The problem is that I compared the finger bones with the DNA of a pair of Wang Qianshan's children, and they were able to match. In other words, the owner of the finger bones is most likely Wang Wenhui or Ruan Xianglan."
Ma Hongwen finally figured out the underlying logical relationship: "You mean, there is no blood relationship between Wang Yuan'e and Wang Wenhui and his wife, and he is not the biological son of Wang Wenhui and his wife?"
"This situation is more complicated."
"If the owner of the finger bone is Wang Wenhui, and Wang Yuan'e and Wang Qianshan are half-brothers, that is to say, Wang Yuan'e's mother is Ruan Xianglan, but his father is not Wang Wenhui, then it will also happen after we do DNA comparison now. , this result was obtained.”
"That is, Wang Wenhui's DNA cannot be matched with Wang Yuange's, but it can be successfully matched with a pair of Wang Qianshan's children."
Ma Hongwen became even more confused: "You mean, Ruan Xianglan dared to plant grass on Wang Wenhui's head?"
"I had your suspicions at first. So I compared the children of Wang Yuan'e and Wang Qianshan on DNA. As long as Wang Yuan'e and his nieces and nephews can be successfully matched on DNA, then this As soon as the assumption was made, it would be true. In the end, they still didn’t match.”
Ma Hongwen took a breath: "In other words, assuming that the owner of the finger is Wang Wenhui, Wang Yuan'e has no blood relationship with either Wang Wenhui and his wife. On the contrary, assuming that the owner of the finger is Ruan Xianglan, this One result still stands.”
"This means that there is no parent-child relationship between Wang Wenhui and his wife and Wang Yuan'e. Wang Yuan'e was not born to either of them?"
Ma Hongwen seemed to have remembered something: "The underlying premise for us to draw this conclusion is that Wang Qianshan is indeed the biological child of Wang Wenhui and his wife, and the logical condition is that Wang Wenhui and his wife, Wang Qianshan and their children are exact direct relatives. Is there any Maybe, in terms of blood relationship, the problem is with Wang Qianshan, not Wang Yuan'e?"
What Ma Hongwen meant was that it was possible that Wang Qianshan was not the biological child of Wang Wenhui and his wife.
The forensic doctor looked at Ma Hongwen as if he were an idiot: "Then the DNA of this finger bone should not match Wang Qianshan's children."
Ma Hongwen sighed and said without any shame: "I am making a bold assumption...be careful to verify it."
The forensic doctor snorted coldly: "You should go to Wang Yuan'e's bedside table to find out why there is such a finger bone."
Then, he pointed at the bone with the tweezers: "You have many headaches, not just this one. Let's deal with them one by one."
"Based on the bone density, the owner of the finger bone should be around 45 years old, which is exactly the same age as when Wang Wenhui and his wife died seven or eight years ago."
When Ma Hongwen was interrogating Zhang Pei, he accidentally learned that Wang Wenhui and his wife were likely to die on the same day. After the interrogation, I asked my subordinates this question. The investigators immediately contacted the local police station and the community and learned that in 2001, Wang Wenhui and his wife died in a fire at home at the same time.
An old forensic doctor who is always paying attention to the progress of the case will naturally know this.
"The bigger question is, since Wang Wenhui and his wife died in the fire, how did such a well-preserved finger bone come about? I have carefully examined the entire finger bone and found no trace of being burned."
Ma Hongwen made it clear: "In other words, this finger bone should have been removed before Wang Wenhui and his wife were buried in the sea of fire."
The forensic doctor nodded, moved the bones with tweezers, pointed the bottom of the finger bone at Ma Hongwen, and stopped the tip of the tweezers at the bottom of the finger bone: "Did you see it? After it has not been broken off, the uneven bone spurs and the incision are smooth. This They are obvious marks of being cut with a sharp knife or axe.”
Ma Hongwen's little eyes narrowed involuntarily, and he muttered: "In other words, the fire that killed Wang Wenhui and his wife was most likely a man-made murder, not some bullshit sudden safety incident."
"What is going on is your business. I will only tell you the objective facts that I can confirm."
Then, the forensic doctor stopped the tip of the tweezers on the gold ring: "If gold is not corroded by foreign objects, it will not turn black. But there are a few small black spots here. After careful inspection, I found out that it is a kind of The corpse of a small insect. That is, an insect mummy. The insect body tissue has been decomposed by bacteria, leaving only hair, bones, body spines and skin."
"This kind of insect is called a moth gnat, and it mostly lives in aquatic habitats, including bathtubs, wash basins, etc., most commonly in sewers."
"The problem is that for insects to turn into mummies, the surrounding environment must be dry. How can the places where gnats live, such as sewers, be dry?"
Ma Hongwen finally scratched his head like a monk, his little eyes blinked again and again: "That is to say, even if Wang Yuan's goose grows longer,
Time hid this finger bone in a place like a sewer, so there shouldn’t be a mummy of a moth gnat on the ring? "
The forensic doctor nodded, and then he finally expressed one of his conjectures carefully: "Unless... where the finger bones were hidden, there were originally a large number of moth gnats living, but they quickly became dry and have never been wet since. .”
After Ma Hongwen came out of the forensic room, he felt like his head was getting bigger.
Wang Yuan'e was not born to Wang Wenhui and his wife. What the hell is going on? Is there any connection with his death? Who are his biological parents?
Originally, I just wanted to confirm whether Wang Yuan'e committed suicide or was murdered, but in the end, it was vaguely implicated that Wang Yuan'e's "parents" were most likely killed in murder.
Who could kill Wang Wenhui and his wife? Wang Wenhui is a Vietnam War hero. Although he has a bad temper, he is not unreasonable, nor is he a local "village bully" or "bully". He has a good reputation among his neighbors, and those who have sought medical treatment from him are full of praise for his medical skills. .
Zhang Xiuwen is suspicious, but the finger bone is with Wang Yuan'e...
This damn thing is really complicated and confusing.
Ma Hongwen, a man with two heads and two heads, lowered his head and just walked in the direction of the interrogation room. But as he was walking, he suddenly stopped and shouted at the staff who were hurriedly coming and going: "Where is Duan Ming? Call Duan Ming." Come see me."
Ma Hongwen gave Duan Ming a relatively simple task: he wanted to know the specific day of the "fire" accident that killed Wang Wenhui and his wife in 2001; and the specific day when Wang Qianshan ran away from home. .
