Chapter 175 - 161: Heart Grows Cold
The air conditioning in the forensic office was cold, but Jin Haoguang’s heart was even colder.
He stood against the wall like a schoolboy who had done something wrong, nervous and uneasy, while Li Cheng stood opposite him, holding a Glock pistol, frowning as he examined the female corpse laid on the autopsy table.
From her appearance, the female corpse was undoubtedly Jiang Wanyong’s wife, Jiang Shaoxi, who had mysteriously disappeared a week ago. The clothes she wore matched those in the photos on the cell phone gallery.
Li Cheng suddenly asked, "Did the person who brought the body mention Jiang Shaoxi’s time of death, cause of death, or place of death?"
Jin Haoguang was startled and replied subconsciously, "Yes, they mentioned it. She died a day ago, from an overdose of sleeping pills, and the place was an abandoned apartment in Seoul Gangnam District—Mrs. Jiang had lived there when she was just married."
Jin Haoguang reported an address, and indeed, Jiang Wanyong’s cell phone album contained photos of the couple living in a shabby little house, poor but happy, back when their eldest daughter was just born.
Li Cheng observed the dried vomitus remnants at the corner of the corpse’s mouth, as if deep in thought.
Sleeping pills often contained emetic phenol alkaloid and other emetic substances. A small intake was tolerable, but a large, single dose would cause a strong vomiting reaction.
Someone attempting to commit suicide by taking sleeping pills would vomit while falling asleep in a dazed state, subsequently choking on their own vomit and suffocating. The whole process was far from peaceful and painless, let alone dignified.
Li Cheng pinched the arm of the corpse and felt a stiffness that was different from rigor mortis.
Raising an eyebrow, in the face of Jin Haoguang’s shocked and bewildered gaze, he casually picked up an autopsy scalpel and made an incision along the centerline of the lower jaw downward.