Overly Intense [Criminal Investigation] 82

Chapter 82: Here, Wear Them

“A woman lived here?”

Lin Puping held the small amount of saliva that had come up in his mask, threw it into the hazardous waste bag he carried with him, and took the opportunity to look around while wearing the mask.

This live stream room was as messy as the police dorm.

These big streamers must not have time to clean up in order to make money.

So for the director to say that a woman lived here, it sounded even more ridiculous.

What woman could stand such a dirty and messy environment?

Shen Yiyi put away her flashlight and did not forget to teach her apprentice while solving the case. “Why don’t you tell me about the scene?”

Lin Puping was called on and immediately stood at attention to start his analysis.

“There are no obvious signs of a struggle at the scene. The position of the deceased’s fall and the surrounding objects have not been significantly displaced. It is preliminarily judged to be a sudden death.”

Shen Yiyi took two steps back. “Continue.”

Lin Puping did not observe the director’s expression and said cautiously, “The victim’s face is facing up, and his hands are naturally relaxed. His right hand…” He approached to observe the skin on the victim’s fingers. There were also burn marks and livor mortis. “His dominant hand is his right hand. He should have been holding something before he died.”

“There are bloodstains around his mouth, and there are bloodstains on the surface of the beauty blender. It is presumed that he inhaled poison while swallowing, which caused muscle spasms and destroyed his blood clotting function.”

Shen Yiyi nodded and then pointed to the beauty blender. “Take a picture.”

Lin Puping obediently and quickly pressed the shutter, taking photos of the evidence from both near and far. Shen Yiyi then carefully collected the beauty blender that had fallen on the floor into a sterile container with a pair of tweezers.

She said, “In a sudden death, even if there is a witness, you have to judge by the characteristics of the body’s surface. How to sample for a toxicology test is also key.”

Every profession has its own specialty. A forensic pathologist can perform an autopsy, but they cannot analyze the toxicology. But their judgment is a decisive factor in the toxicology test. Whether to test, whether to send it for testing immediately, and what to sample at the first opportunity are all key.

Director Shen always wanted to teach him something. Lin Puping felt uncomfortable, but he had to nod along.

“Bleeding from the seven orifices.” Shen Yiyi turned to look at him. “How many crime scenes with bleeding from the seven orifices have you seen?”

“Emmmm…” Lin Puping shook his head. “It’s indeed rare.”

“Bleeding from the seven orifices in a short period of time is an exaggerated effect in film and television works.” Shen Yiyi turned on her flashlight again. The light in her hand was close to the burned face. The time of death was not long, and the purple spots were faint. “You’ve also seen the live stream. There are not many poisons that can destroy the blood clotting function and cause extreme death in a dozen seconds. Besides, you can see that his foundation is not smudged, and the bloodstains on his nose, mouth, and ears are more obvious. The blood is dark red, and the blood is slightly coagulated. The skin on his nose is more severely decomposed, and his cheekbones and chin also have different degrees of burns.”

“First, he had plastic surgery. Second, he also had a problem with his blood clotting function.”

Lin Puping was taking notes on his tablet. Hearing “plastic surgery,” he immediately began to observe the victim seriously. The deceased was 29 years old, male, and his name was Qi Yingjun.

Yingjun.

It could indeed be judged from his bone structure that he was good-looking when he was alive, with clear features and a chiseled jawline from a novel. But after what Director Shen had just said, Lin Puping had a new understanding of “chiseled.”

“I’ve only heard of women getting plastic surgery. I don’t understand why a grown man would get it too. Are these double eyelids also cut?”

Seeing him distracted, Shen Yiyi said, “If you’re ugly, you can still fix it with plastic surgery. But if your brain is not good, it’s hard to turn the tide. I asked you to analyze the body’s characteristics. What are you analyzing his double eyelids for?”

“Uh…” A higher rank crushes a person. Lin Puping apologized, “I’m sorry, Director.”

Shen Yiyi squatted down and turned the body over. “Come and examine it.”

Lin Puping put down the tablet in his hand and immediately went forward to help turn the body.

“The livor mortis is distributed in the lower lying area, the color is dark purple and unevenly distributed. The position of the fall can be judged from the waist. It was a backward fall. The live stream showed him lying on the table a second before, so he was not dead at that time, just paralyzed. He died after he fell.”

“The pupils are fixed and dilated, with a slow reaction to light. The conjunctiva is congested, with fine blood vessels.”

“Give me a preliminary estimate of the time of death.”

As the director spoke, Lin Puping reacted quickly. “Six hours.”

“Did you calculate it based on the live stream time?” Shen Yiyi saw that he had answered too quickly.

Lin Puping said, “I… I calculated it based on the rigor mortis, livor mortis, and the air conditioning temperature.”

Shen Yiyi stood up unhurriedly. She walked to the body, her gaze on the front of the table. Directly in front of her was a high-definition camera, and behind the camera was a fill light. “The temperature factor and the volatility of the poison can be used to estimate the time, but you’ve overlooked an important factor.”

“A high-intensity fill light can also generate heat.”

***

In the dim room, the disco ball was flashing.

“Love until you die!!!!”
“It’s not satisfying if it’s not thorough!!”

Although they were all women, as long as they were on a production, no matter which director they were drinking with, the small set workers had to hit a D6 high note.

The second set worker had a drink in his left hand and a microphone in his right. No matter if it was good or not, as long as he gave enough emotional value, it would not have been a wasted drink tonight. But unfortunately, the director was asleep in the corner, and only the assistant director was applauding.

The KTV room was full of cold air. The director was curled up asleep in a tank top.

Qin Luo couldn’t help but worry that she would catch a cold. She took off her suit jacket and covered her with it.

Seeing this, You Ning pouted. “Sister Qin, you’re in a bad mood, and you can still care about other people’s lives?”

It had been three days since they had sat side by side on the lightbox. If it weren’t for the fact that it was the on-site coordinator’s birthday today and the director was also attending, Qin Luo would definitely not have come.

It was clear that it was a difficult thing to wave goodbye to her white moonlight. The gloom over Qin Luo’s head had not dissipated for a long time.

But You Ning did not believe in evil. She opened a bottle of beer and drank first before she spoke.

“Sister Qin, I’ve been reading your books since I was a child. You—”

“Alright, alright, alright.”

Qin Luo covered You Ning’s mouth with her hand. Her palm was stained with beer foam. She took a tissue and wiped her hands. “Say a few less words. Otherwise, it’ll make me look old.”

Qin Luo was tall, a standout in the all-female production. You could see her at a glance in the studio, and her legs could stretch very far when she sat down. So Qin Luo usually liked to sit with her legs crossed.

Her posture was casual. She had taken off her suit jacket, leaving only a pure black casual shirt. The cut of a woman’s shirt was said to be casual, but most of them were very well-fitting and slim, meant to show off her curves and be elegant.

The workers in the entertainment industry wore whatever was sweat-absorbent, a T-shirt with a vest. Someone like You Ning, who had a little more pursuit, would pair it with some fashionable items like sunglasses and a necklace.

You Ning felt that her ootd today was a bit of a failure. It couldn’t support her aura. Qin Luo’s aura was too strong. So the flirtatious words that had been on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back down. She had to take the whiskey glass, help pour the drink, and accompany her to her heart’s content.

“What time is work tomorrow morning? It’s already twelve o’clock.” Qin Luo was a terrible singer and could only accompany her with a drink. And she was not a picky drinker. She would drink whatever was offered to her. “It wouldn’t be good to be dizzy at the scene tomorrow.”

You Ning waved her hand and took the opportunity to fill her glass again. “Teacher Sun has taken leave tomorrow. We’re shooting the reverse shot in the morning. It’s fine.”

Qin Luo stared at her wine glass. “As long as the wine they’re selling here isn’t fake, you won’t be able to get me drunk.”

“I’ve seen it a while ago. I have no other meaning.” You Ning’s eyes were bright. “As long as you’re happy.”

Qin Luo gently held her glass. “As long as you’re happy.”

You Ning would drink with her head tilted back, but Qin Luo would drink with her glass tilted up.

Her gaze was attracted by the fingers on the rim of the glass. Qin Luo was tall, and her fingers were also long. The transparent vessel seemed to disappear at her fingertips, and the visual line unconsciously ran to her wrist. Qin Luo always liked to wear a platinum watch, a deep and bright silver that would make her pulse look a little unstable.

Looking up again, her throat swallowed, and Qin Luo smoothly swallowed the drink.

“If you feel it, you’ll be happy when you kiss and hug.
Enjoy the present, don’t be afraid of getting hurt when you’re happy.
Many miracles—we believe~—”

The set worker was almost out of breath, his voice hoarse as he reached the chorus. You Ning hurriedly took a sip of her drink.

Qin Luo turned her head and smiled. “Can you sing that high?”

You Ning dodged and looked away, then stood up in a panic and took the microphone. “Of course I can.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“What if I can sing it?” You Ning didn’t dare to say it out loud. “If I can sing it, will you drink three glasses?”

Qin Luo smiled. “Okay.”

It was Zhan Luo who took Qin Luo home again, but this time there was a drunk woman in the back seat. Before she got in the car, she had been shouting at him: “Don’t be afraid of love turning into a sea of fire…” When she got out of the car, she really looked like a corpse on its way to the crematorium.

You Ning was swaying, and she was just short of hanging her hands on Qin Luo’s shoulders. Zhan Luo couldn’t stand it anymore and reached out to help her. “Why don’t I do it?”

Qin Luo held You Ning’s waist and stopped her assistant’s movement.

“It’s fine. She can stand. It’s too late. You can drive my car and go home early.”

Zhan Luo stared at the person in her arms, full of worry. “Do you really not need help?”

“Qin Luo, I can still drink…”

Qin Luo rolled her eyes and held You Ning’s shoulder, walking toward the elevator. “Drink what? Drink yourself to death?”

“I can’t sing ‘Love Until You Die,’ but I can sing other songs. Have you heard ‘I Can’? It’s a song I listened to when I was a child.”

Although You Ning’s tongue was tied, her volume was not reduced. A single sentence echoed several times in the underground garage. Zhan Luo had driven a few meters away and could still hear the drunken singing from behind:

“I can, accompany you to see the stars~”

Zhan Luo rolled up the car window and shrugged. “It’s fine. Director Qin has a one-unit-per-floor apartment. You don’t have to worry about disturbing the neighbors.”

The elevator doors opened, and Qin Luo threw her on the rug. “If you sing again, I’ll send you to Sister Liu’s house.”

You Ning giggled and shut up.

Qin Luo took out a pair of disposable slippers from the cabinet and threw them in front of her. “Here, put them on.”

“Disposable is not environmentally friendly.” You Ning was drunk and shook her head repeatedly, pointing to the pure white, brand-new sandals in the shoe cabinet. “I can wear those.”

Qin Luo turned her head to look.

Those were the slippers she had specially prepared after Shen Yiyi had come to her house. But Shen Yiyi liked to wear disposable ones, and she had forgotten about them after a while.

Qin Luo put her hands on her hips. Her suit pants had been wrinkled on the way, and her shirt was about to slip out of her waistband. The elevator doors were reflective. Looking at herself, she really looked quite wretched tonight.

She blamed herself for getting carried away at the drinking party, for winning the game all night, but for outputting a hot potato.

Qin Luo was silent for a long time, then took out the pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet.

Forget it.

“Here, wear them.”