A forensic doctor is reborn, sir, please don't bully me!

Chapter 123 Confession?

"Then check it out."

Bai Mengfei said with a wry smile.

Zhao Fei responded with a "hmm".

Seeing that both of them had dark circles under their eyes, he said, "You've been busy with the autopsy, investigation, and evidence collection for so long. Go back and get some rest."

Xiang Yuntian immediately replied "Okay" and then stood up.

In reality, there was only one case he truly wanted to investigate.

That is, who exactly killed Bai Mengfei?

Therefore, he was not particularly interested in getting involved in these cases.

It was simply a matter of duty, and I had no choice but to comply.

Hearing that he could rest, he naturally agreed without hesitation.

However, Bai Mengfei remained seated and did not get up.

Xiang Yuntian gently tugged at her sleeve, and she snapped out of her daze, looked up at Xiang Yuntian, and then agreed to leave with him.

After leaving the police station, the two strolled side by side on the path outside.

"What exactly are you thinking?" Xiang Yuntian couldn't help but ask.

Bai Mengfei then came to her senses, stopped in her tracks, turned to look at him, and said, "Jiang Fan really can't be the murderer!"

Xiang Yuntian responded with her previous words: "Didn't you always tell me that we can't let personal feelings interfere with our forensic judgments?"

This left Bai Mengfei speechless for a moment.

But from a friend's perspective, she found it hard to believe that someone like Jiang Fan would kill someone.

Based on her extensive experience in judging people from her past life, Jiang Fan was so kind that he would rather hurt himself than hurt others.

He was beaten by thugs while saving Bai Mengfei, but he didn't fight back.

Seeing that Bai Mengfei was still lost in thought, and not wanting her to be troubled by it, Xiang Yuntian turned and walked forward, saying, "Don't think too deeply about it. If he's not the murderer, Captain Xu will definitely clear his name and won't arrest people arbitrarily."

Bai Mengfei walked silently for a while, then said, "Actually, the murderer stayed at each crime scene for quite a long time, but left no physical traces, not even fingerprints or footprints. This shows that this person is no ordinary person."

Upon learning that Bai Mengfei was still pondering the case, Xiang Yuntian, in order to have a deeper discussion with her, began to analyze the killer's personality by combining the crime scene and the condition of the body.

"His use of cyanide also shows that he is quite proficient in pharmaceuticals."

The two chatted as they walked into a coffee shop.

At that moment, Xiang Yuntian received a phone call from a colleague who was an expert in toxicology analysis.

"This isn't ordinary cyanide; it's been modified. And according to him, the deceased must have suffered terribly at the time of death..."

While answering the phone, the two went into a coffee shop and ordered coffee.

"It seems there must have been a deep-seated hatred between the murderer and the victim."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yuntian turned to look at Bai Mengfei and concluded: "They were injected with a liquid containing cyanide and slowly died. The murderer must have been sitting right next to them, quietly watching them struggle to breathe, experience palpitations, and then die little by little."

"Does it contain potassium permanganate?" Bai Mengfei asked. "After all, the deceased died in a very short time, and the skin showed signs of tightening."

"I don't know." Xiang Yuntian sighed helplessly.

Just then, Zhao Fei called to inform the two that "Jiang Fan has confessed."

"what?"

Although Xiang Yuntian had always suspected that Jiang Fan was the murderer, he did not actually believe that he was the real culprit.

How can we explain this contradictory emotion?

Does Jiang Fan really have dissociative identity disorder?

"Team Leader Zhao said that Jiang Fan confessed at the police station and claimed that he suffers from dissociative identity disorder and bipolar disorder."

After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yuntian told Bai Mengfei about the situation: "Because of this, Zheng Xiuxiu didn't like him and wanted to find someone else. And because of this, he killed Zheng Xiuxiu and that man. He had also tried to kill Zheng Xiuxiu before, but accidentally killed someone else instead."

Bai Mengfei was shocked and turned to look out the window in disbelief, while simultaneously gulping down a whole cup of coffee.

At this point, it seems the murderer has been found, and if someone else were handling this case, it would surely be closed.

After all, Jiang Fan himself had confessed to the crime, but Bai Mengfei still had doubts about the matter and was determined to continue the investigation.

So she turned to look at Xiang Yuntian, took a deep breath and said, "He said he's sick, right?"

“Yes!” Xiang Yuntian answered affirmatively, a puzzled look on his face.

He was curious about what Bai Mengfei planned to do next. Wouldn't it be better to just end the case like this?

Everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Bai Mengfei, however, remained defiant, clearly unwilling to give up: "Fine, since he says he has a split personality, then please have a forensic doctor specializing in neurology conduct an evaluation."

"Uh... According to Captain Zhao, he also has medical records, which are certificates issued by the hospital doctors."

Bai Mengfei pressed her right hand against the glass, looking determined not to give up until she got to the bottom of it. "Anyway, I think there's something wrong with this case. The murderer might be someone he knows, but it's definitely not him."

"But this is just your feeling! Let's just leave it at that," Xiang Yuntian advised helplessly.

“He’s so young, about your age. You know the consequences if he goes to jail like this.”

Bai Mengfei shook her head and said, "Even if it's not the death penalty, premeditated murder is at least a life sentence. No, I have to go see him. Anyway, all the evidence shows that he couldn't be the murderer."

Xiang Yuntian had no choice but to go along with her and agreed.

After having coffee, the two immediately returned to the police station, where, under Zhao Fei's arrangement, they met with Jiang Fan, who had turned himself in.

"You said you suffer from dissociative identity disorder and bipolar disorder?" Bai Mengfei asked.

At this moment, she and Xiang Yuntian sat opposite Jiang Fan, looking at Jiang Fan whose hands were handcuffed.

He hung his head, looking dejected, his eyes revealing a sense of utter despair.

Upon hearing Bai Mengfei's question, he nodded without hesitation and replied, "Yes."

In an instant, Bai Mengfei frowned and leaned forward slightly. "Fine, then tell me, how did you kill Zheng Xiuxiu?"

"I forgot, but I seem to remember strangling her."

"Ha, you're lying." Bai Mengfei's pupils dilated instantly. "Zheng Xiuxiu's cause of death was not strangulation with a rope, but poisoning with a solution containing cyanide, and it was injected into her by someone."

"Furthermore, let me tell you, strangling her was just a means for the murderer to vent his anger. The pain of dying from poisoning was ten times worse than being strangled."

“Hmm, I think I remember now, I did inject them with something before.”

Upon hearing Bai Mengfei's last words, Jiang Fan's eyebrows visibly furrowed.

He took a deep breath and continued, "It seems so, but my memory is a bit hazy."

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