My name is Tang Cuiyun, and I am a graduate student in the Forensic Department.
I was once a clinical medicine graduate, but after graduation, I realized that I was more interested in the field of forensics.
So, without hesitation, I decided to pursue a master's degree in forensic science.
Today marks my 37th appearance at a scene this semester.
Many people find it hard to accept the forensic profession.
Some may never want to take another look at it for the rest of their lives.
But I think it's not that bad.
Of course, I'm not a weirdo.
When my professor called me, I was having breakfast.
In a hurry, I grabbed two buns and took a taxi to the crime scene.
The destination was a famous university in The City.
By the time I arrived, the police had already set up a cordon.
Surrounding the cordon was a group of students, their faces filled with disbelief and fear.
But I noticed a boy standing under the tree, wearing flip-flops, his fists clenched tightly as he stared intently at the barrier.
When he saw me approaching, he quickly turned and walked away.
I ducked under the barrier and reported to the teacher.
“Xiao Tang is here!”
“Good morning, Teacher Cui.”
Teacher Cui noticed that I was still holding a bun and said, “You shouldn’t eat that… just forget it.”
I looked down at the bun in my hand and then back at Teacher Cui.
His eyes were filled with sympathy for me.
Could it be that the scene was too gruesome, and he was worried I wouldn’t be able to eat?
Honestly, I had seen plenty of things like this before; I was used to it.
I shrugged off his concern and handed the bun to Teacher Cui: “Don’t worry, teacher, I had a big breakfast!”
With that, I squatted down next to the body and began the preliminary examination.
The body was found drowned beside the school lake, nestled in the trees.
It was severely swollen, its skin a contaminated green, making identification nearly impossible.
The skin on the hands and feet had peeled away, obscuring any signs of external injuries.
After a preliminary autopsy, I estimated that the time of death was approximately a week ago.
At this point, the surface of the body was covered in numerous insect eggs, and due to the warm weather, it was swarming with flies.
Even more shocking was the thick rope tied around the ankle, with a stone attached to the other end.
This was also the reason why the body had not been discovered sooner.
As the body sank to the bottom of the lake, it was pulled deeper by the weight of the stone, which is why it remained hidden for so long.
If that stone hadn't shifted, who knows when the body would have been found!
I stood up and surveyed my surroundings; this area belonged to a secluded part of the school.
Few people came here regularly, and even if students were nearby, it would be difficult to spot a body concealed in the deep water.
Who could be so cruel as to murder this girl?
Why did the killer tie a stone to her ankle after committing such a heinous act?
What was the purpose behind the killer's actions?
I reported my preliminary analysis to Teacher Cui.
The deceased showed no obvious external injuries, but there was scalp loss on the head.
It was possible that they struck a hard object while submerged underwater.
Additionally, there were traces of mud and sand found between the deceased's teeth.
It is highly likely that the victim drowned.
However, this is just an initial assumption; the exact cause of death will need to be determined through further autopsy.
Standing with me and Teacher Cui was Captain Li from the criminal police team.
There was also a young boy I had not seen before.
Teacher Cui introduced him, saying, "This is Fang Bo, the son of a friend of Captain Li. He is currently a junior at Public Security University, majoring in criminal investigation."
Fang Bo nodded at me, then looked at the body on the ground and confidently stated, "This is definitely a homicide!"
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