An infinite journey starting from paradise

[Race: human male]

[Identity: Police officer, Japanese Communist Party member]

[Status: Tired, Angry]

[Note: A warm-blooded uncle who can be recognized at first glance, a good man you can trust.]

"What a coincidence, I ran into a comrade... Tokisaka Yukari mentioned him last night. He's acquainted with Tokisaka Reito. So should I tell him directly about the attack on Comrade Tokisaka?"

Yuzumi Kazo also noticed Lin Shangren. There was no way around it; Lin Shangren's height stood out among the other little guys, and his black windbreaker was quite eye-catching. More importantly, Yuzumi Kazo felt a sense of déjà vu about Lin Shangren.

Then, a memory that didn't exist emerged from his mind:

"Yes, I saw his photo at Mr. Nosaka's place before. He should be a comrade who just returned home."

At this time, the voice of the surveillance officer came from behind Yuzumi Kazuzo: "Brother Yuzumi, the body has been salvaged and is waiting for Miss Natsume to examine it."

Because the body was so badly dismembered, the officers were only able to recover the right arm, the torso with the left arm attached, the legs, and the head, which were the larger pieces. There was also a lot of flesh and soft tissue floating on the lake.

Yuzumi Jiasan walked over to the body and began to examine it.

The officers placed the body parts on a flat white sheet, barely forming a human figure. The head was severely damaged, nearly split in half, making it impossible to identify the body. However, judging by the secondary sexual characteristics on the torso, it was likely a woman.

The cross-section of the remains was a bloody mess, twisted and bloody. It was clear that the tools used to dismember the body were not sharp, and the killer had absolutely no knowledge of medicine or anatomy. Judging from the scars all over the remains, the killer simply relied on brute force to hack and chop the body into pieces.

"Asshole!" Yuzumi Jiasan clenched his fists. "What grudge could you have that would destroy a corpse like this?!"

Despite his anger, Uozumi, a veteran police officer, managed to regain his composure. He reasoned, "The destruction of the face suggests the murderer doesn't want anyone to know the victim's identity. This also means the murderer has a close relationship with the victim and a deep grudge against them. The most urgent task is to confirm the victim's identity..."

At this moment, a calm male voice interrupted Yuzumi Kazo's thoughts: "Officer Yuzumi, do you need my help?"

It turned out to be Lin Shangren.

He crossed the cordon and walked to the side of Yuzumi Jiasan. Due to his calm demeanor and confident temperament, the police who were confused about his identity did not stop Lin Shangren.

"you…"

Seeing Lin Shangren, Yuzhu Jiasan was also a little confused.

Lin Shangren continued, "Officer Yuzumi, don't you remember me? I'm Lin Shangren. Didn't we meet at Tokisaka Reito's house recently?"

"Forehead…?"

Yuzumi Jiasan heard the hidden meaning in Lin Shangren's words. Lin Shangren was revealing his identity to him. According to the organization's principles, unless they were carrying out the same mission, comrades with no overlapping social circles could not rashly contact each other.

Comrade Lin Shangren suddenly contacted me and mentioned Tokisaka. Could it be that there is something urgent?

"Mr. Lin, this is the crime scene. Let's reminisce..."

"You forgot, I studied medicine in the United States. Your police medical examiner doesn't seem to be here yet, so I can help you with the autopsy. Besides, I was the first person to discover the body, so I might be able to provide some useful clues." Lin Shangren said, "As for reminiscing about the past, I do have something important to tell you, Officer Uozumi, about the Tokisaka siblings."

"Did something happen to Tokisaka?" Yuzumi was shocked.

With so many people around, it was clearly not the right time to discuss this issue. Yuzumi Jiasan didn't ask any further questions, but allowed Lin Shangren to examine the body.

"The police officer who salvaged the body should have worn gloves properly. And there are many details in the process... too unprofessional." Lin Shangren complained in his heart and took out a pair of gloves from the shadow in his pocket.

"The gloves were originally meant to avoid leaving fingerprints when killing people, but they ended up being used to perform autopsies and solve crimes."

After putting on gloves, Lin Shangren began to carefully examine the condition of the body.

"Judging from the rigor mortis, the time of death should be more than six hours, and considering the season and temperature, this time should be shortened.

Judging from the wounds, the tool used to dismember the body wasn't sharp. A dull kitchen knife or a blunt axe? No, the wounds weren't the right shape. How could the flesh be so rotten?

And which was the fatal wound? The blow to the head?

Hmm? What is this? Wait…”

Lin Shangren looked at the waist of the corpse, then turned over the corpse's thigh, left arm, and the single right arm.

He then stretched out the corpse's left hand and found some water plants and mud in it, while the palm of the corpse's right arm was stretched.

"Oh~ So that's how it is? But how could this happen?" Lin Shangren muttered in a low voice.

Yuzumi Jiasan heard Lin Shangren's murmur and asked, "Mr. Lin, what did you find?"

"Cause of death. The cause of death of the deceased."

"what?"

"She committed suicide!" Lin Shangren said.

Upon hearing this, Yuzumi Jiasan almost couldn't help but give Lin Shangren a slap on the wrist. The body was dismembered like this, and you're telling me she committed suicide?! Why didn't you just say sixteen bullet wounds in the back were suicide?!

Yuzumi Kazo was about to explode when he heard Lin Shangren calmly reason, "The deceased died of drowning and was dismembered after death. Look at her hands, they're tightly clenched, tightly grasping water plants and mud. This is a typical sign of drowning struggle: when struggling in the water, people subconsciously grab anything they can, like they're trying to grab a lifeline."

Further examination of her mouth and lungs should confirm with absolute certainty that she drowned."

"Drowned...? Then how could she be dismembered like this?!"

"Here."

Lin Shangren pointed to the sightseeing boat that was still recovering the remaining body parts on the lake.

He continued, "Look closely at the injuries on the body. Large areas of flesh have been peeled away, and the bones have been crushed to dust. These aren't injuries caused by ordinary knives or axes. Rotational, powerful, and blunt. Officer Yuzumi, what do you think the 'dismemberment tool' that meets these characteristics could be?"

"The propeller of the ship!"

Yu Zhujiasan reacted immediately:

"In other words, the deceased first drowned and then was torn into pieces by the propeller of the cruise ship?

That's not right, Mr. Lin. How can you be sure that she committed suicide? Couldn't the murderer have drowned her?

"Look at her waist," Lin Shangren said. "You can see clear marks on her waist. They must have been left by the rope."

"This shows that she had tied something to her body. People who want to commit suicide by drowning will indeed tie heavy objects to their bodies. But, Mr. Lin, couldn't the murderer have tied the heavy objects to her to make it easier for her to sink to the bottom of the lake?" asked Yuzumi Kazo.

"Hands, Officer Uozumi, look at her hands. There are no marks of strangulation on her arms."

Lin Shangren pointed to the right arm of the corpse.

"We've just confirmed that the deceased struggled to survive in the water for a while. So, the question is, if the murderer really tied something heavy to her and threw her into the water alive, why didn't they tie her hands as well? Wouldn't leaving her hands free make it easier for her to untie the rope and escape?"

"Yes, that's right..."

Yu Zhu Jia San was a bit stunned for a moment. He felt that this was a bit surreal. Was the case solved just like that? Did Comrade Lin Shangren reveal the truth with just a few words?

"Mr. Lin... is this the end of the case?" Yuzumi asked. (Note: Yuzumi originally addressed Lin Shangren as "Mr.," but here he uses the "Mr."

"Is this the case closed?!"

The police officers who listened to Lin Shangren's reasoning exclaimed in admiration. This guy is incredible! He's as powerful as Sherlock Holmes and Hercule Poirot in the novels.

"Case closed?"

Lin Shangren stood up and snorted, "Oh, there's no way to close this case. Putting aside the fact that what I just said was just a deduction, to confirm whether the deceased really committed suicide, you police still need to confirm the identity of the deceased and then confirm whether she had a motive for suicide.

Just saying this..."

He pointed to the lone right arm and said:

"Didn't you notice? This arm doesn't belong to the deceased."

The police officer looked at the right arm and found that the cross-section of the right arm was much more than flat.

"This arm should be thinner than the deceased's, but it's been soaking for too long..."

Lin Shangren continued to explain.

"Everyone, I regret to inform you that although we have solved a case of accidental dismemberment after suicide, there is still a true murder and dismemberment case waiting for your police to solve.

Brother Yuzumi, have your brothers fish this lake again. They might find some unexpected surprises."

As if to verify Lin Shangren's words, he just finished speaking when he heard the police officer's cry from the cruise ship:

"Another, another body!!!"

Chapter 62: There’s something wrong with the female forensic doctor and there’s something very wrong with the female principal!

Two minutes later, the newly discovered body was also salvaged to shore.

It may be inaccurate to say "body", it should be said "package" or "pile" - it was not a complete corpse, but a package of body parts, with several human limbs and two heads wrapped in a black cloth bag.

Because it was winter, the stumps that had been soaked in water for a long time did not show severe gigantism, but they had become swollen and soft due to being soaked, and the limbs were stuck together. From a distance, they looked like a pile of soft white meat.

"vomit…"

The two young police officers couldn't help but make retching sounds, and many onlookers were disgusted and moved away from the scene after seeing the bag of rotting corpse.

"Is this the mystery I'm supposed to solve?"

After Lin Shangren deduced the "suicide and dismemberment case," the system didn't indicate the task was complete. Clearly, the mystery Lin Shangren needed to solve was the bag of dismembered corpses.

The officer in charge of recovering the body laid out the torn black cloth bag and the remains inside on a white sheet. Yuzumi Kazuzo and the other officers looked expectantly at Lin Shangren, who was looking down in thought.

That look seemed to be saying, "Boss, come on, quickly figure out the reasoning and solve the case so we can get off work early."

Looking at this group of idiots whose eyes were full of "Please help me, great god", Lin Shangren felt speechless: "Everyone, if the forensic doctor doesn't come, there will always be police officers from the forensic department, right? Don't just look at me, find something to do. Collect physical evidence, protect the scene, prepare records, what are you all standing there for?

Also, even if I were to perform the autopsy, where would I get my tools? I should at least have a set of tools, right? I brought my own gloves! I can examine a fresh corpse with my bare hands, but the one in that bag is clearly a rotten corpse."

“Red Bean Smoothie Marseille!”

To Lin Shangren's surprise, after hearing his reprimand, several young police officers actually demonstrated to him directly what the Yamato nation's spirit of craftsmanship is.

Such an absurd scene not only stunned Lin Shangren, but also Yuzumi Jiasan's face was a little embarrassed. He cursed in his heart: "You idiot, how can you maintain public security and solve cases with this bunch of insects?!"

"that…"

Lin Shangren looked at Yuzumi Jiasan, who looked constipated, and asked, "Officer Yuzumi, is this how you usually work? It's not just the forensic doctor who's absent, but the forensic team is also absent?"

Yuzumi Jiasan said awkwardly, "Um... Mr. Lin... Actually... we don't have a full-time forensic pathologist. Usually, when a murder occurs, the autopsy is done by doctors at the hospital that cooperates with the police.

"These guys under my command are good at catching petty thieves, but if they can avoid destroying the scene of a murder, it's an exceptional performance... Oftentimes, I have to rely on Tokisaka-kun's help to solve the case."

Lin Shangren couldn't help but sigh at the situation. It was true that all human organizations were essentially makeshift organizations. He couldn't imagine how this group of people could investigate a murder case without a professional forensic doctor.

However, this cannot be entirely blamed on them.

After all, forensic scientists have always been in short supply, especially in Japan.

In Japan, both now and in the past, only the best of the best and the wealthy could attend medical school.

Rich people and the wealthy choose medicine to improve their appearance and inherit the family business. The top students study medicine for six years to climb the social ladder and make a fortune. But how many would choose to become a forensic pathologist for a low monthly salary and daily contact with corpses just to "uphold justice"?

Yes, a low monthly salary.

Despite the shortage of forensic pathologists, the Japanese government remains unwilling to increase their salaries. Promotion within the forensic department is even more difficult – there are only a few forensic pathologists, and if someone were to rise to management, who would be left to work on the front lines?

Therefore, even today, there are no more than 200 professional forensic pathologists working in Japan, let alone in 1956.

"If you don't have professional tools, a hasty autopsy will likely damage the physical evidence." Lin Shangren shrugged helplessly, "But if you don't directly touch the body, you can still do it."

He walked over to the pile of corpses and activated the [Eye of Innocence] and [Caterpillar God's Telescope], then said to the police officer beside him:

“If you don’t have a professional corpse, use that notebook to record the information I’m going to say next.

There are two heads, two left arms, one right arm, one left leg, and one right leg in this pile of remains. Counting the right arm just now, there are at least two dead people, and possibly as many as eight. Without DNA technology, it's difficult to confirm..."

"Ah? What did you say? What?" the police officer asked in confusion.

"Nothing. Japan doesn't have that." Lin Shangren shook his head slightly and continued, "The cross-section of the body is complete, with no special marks... It's possible that they used a wire saw to dissect the cartilage. The person who dismembered the body must have some knowledge of anatomy.

The body had not yet turned waxy or developed gigantism, but had developed green spots of decay and blisters. Considering the temperature and environmental conditions, the time of death should have been more than a week and less than a month.

Although both heads showed signs of scalp detachment and severe edema, it was vaguely identifiable that they were both female, aged between fifteen and twenty. Without the ability to examine their teeth, their exact ages could not be confirmed.

One of the deceased had pierced ears, so she could have been a lady from a wealthy family or...a prostitute who charged by the hour."

"You mean...prostitute?" the young police officer continued.

Lin Shangren nodded

This is not because Lin Shangren has any stereotypes against girls who have pierced ears, but because ordinary Japanese women rarely have their ears pierced during this period.

Influenced by the Chinese cultural belief that "one's hair and body are inherited from one's parents," traditional Japanese women did not pierce their ears, and only wore clips as earrings. They considered ear piercing, like ear cutting, a symbol of slavery. In 1956, only wealthy women seeking fashion and prostitutes seeking to attract clients would get their ears pierced. Children from ordinary families rarely had their ears pierced.

"The other head has no obvious features... Why is there a piece of skin peeled off from this left arm? There are no obvious calluses on the hands. The right arm does have calluses, and judging by their distribution, they seem to be from holding a pen for a long time. Is this a student, a scribe, or something like that..."

Just as Lin Shangren was analyzing, he suddenly heard a series of slow "tapping" sounds, which was the sound of high heels hitting the floor tiles.

Lin Shangren turned around and saw a lady in a burgundy dress looking at him.

The woman was about thirty years old, with skin that was unhealthily pale. Her long, tangled hair almost covered her eyes, and she wore a strange monocle on her right eye. Although she looked a little strange, she was definitely a beauty. It was her strange attire that gave her an air of mystery.

[Name: Takagi Natsume]