National Forensic Doctor

Chapter 1356: Chapter 1282: Slippery Hands

"Green Pine Farm engages in planting and breeding. It changed hands once 16 years ago and is currently under the Green Crown Group, with 45 full-time employees and frequently hires part-time workers..."

Zhong Renlong quickly checked and also looked at the map, saying, "The road distance between the two is over 10 kilometers, but if you go through the woods here, it’s indeed only a few hundred meters... However, even though this isn’t a primary forest, going through these few hundred meters of woods, I’d say you might as well walk 10 kilometers."

"But he did enter the woods. In that case..." Jiang Yuan, as a forensic doctor, was accustomed to facing facts rather than opinions. He glanced at the jungle, still dark despite the daytime, and said, "Let’s send people in to take a look, can we go in?"

At this time, Jiang Yuan had switched to speaking in the Indonesian language.

"We can... we can." Ni Cha hesitated a little before agreeing, feeling sorry for his subordinates.

Jiang Yuan nodded and continued, "Seal off this Green Pine Farm as well. Can we enter?"

"We can." Ni Cha didn’t mention anything about applying for a search warrant.

"Hurry then. Let’s go in and take a look first." As Jiang Yuan spoke, he started into the woods.

Zhong Renlong hurriedly pulled him back, saying, "God Jiang, the woods in Dama are not like those in China, there are quite a few poisonous snakes and insects."

"Then... put on a protective suit, and let’s take a few steps to see." Jiang Yuan wasn’t planning to go in too deep, but he was a bit curious about how step tracking performed in the jungles of Southeast Asia.

Elder Ma started on the grasslands back in the day. He would chase after his runaway sheep across ten miles of grassland, then identify his sheep among others’ flocks by their footprints.

In the Southeast Asian jungle, though, the methods of step tracking naturally need innovation. Theoretically, this area might still be a blank space, and the domestic experts likely lack practical experience.

On the other hand, Jiang Yuan also had forensic trace examination techniques at his disposal.

In the jungle, the trees were intertwined like a net, vines formed alliances, and even the herbaceous plants seemed to hold hands. After the suspect entered the jungle, finding an existing path was challenging; one basically had to blaze a trail.

Jiang Yuan changed into a protective suit on-site, wearing a bulletproof vest underneath, and then headed into the jungle.

Now, Ni Cha couldn’t stop Jiang Yuan. Luckily, the equipment was well-prepared, using a complete set of 3M products, each person had a suit, costing around a hundred US dollars altogether.

A group of more than a dozen people, fully equipped, hacked their way in for tens of meters before stopping.

Jiang Yuan squatted down to study the decomposition layer on the ground, then stood up to look at the surrounding vines, pointing at a scar, saying, "The suspect should be quite adept at moving in the jungle, often using vines. Let’s go directly to Green Pine Farm." noveldrama

Ni Cha nodded, saying, "I’ve seen quite a few like Tarzan."

After speaking, Ni Cha pointed at three people, saying, "You continue going in, don’t get lost, the three of you mustn’t separate. Retreat if you can’t go further."

He didn’t expect the three to catch up with the suspect, but it was necessary to continue tracking.

Jiang Yuan glanced back at Liu Jinghui.

Director Liu nodded, saying, "Follow your lead."

Zhong Renlong said, "I’ve called for a car, but we’ll have to walk to the roadside."

Twenty minutes later.

The group, fully armed, entered Green Pine Farm.

Aside from the team sent to control the farm employees, Jiang Yuan and others rushed to the western woods immediately.

Based on the timing, the suspect shouldn’t have run in yet.

A wooden fence was built on this side of Green Pine Farm, but only a little over human height, entangled with wire, looking quite dilapidated.

Zhong Renlong led a team and asked Jiang Yuan, "Where should we station ourselves?"

"Spread out." Jiang Yuan couldn’t possibly know where the suspect would come out from.

Zhong Renlong laughed and patted his head, then started deploying officers according to the usual protocol when following orders.

As the groups of two walked further and further apart, everyone began to show signs of tension.

Mu Zhiyang sensed the change in atmosphere and didn’t hesitate to draw his gun.

After all, it was within Dama’s territory, the guns belonged to the Dama Police Station, and the report afterward would naturally be the work of the Dama police, so he had fewer qualms using it.

A drone buzzed overhead, flying past, taking up positions alongside another one that had been suspended above.

The jungle area below was quite large, stretching a few kilometers long and a few hundred meters wide, connecting to even larger areas of forest on both sides, like a giant dumbbell spread on the vast expanse of ground.

Without a top-down perspective, the freedom of movement within the forest would be too great.

Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but think of the Wu Long wild man case, the first case he worked on with Liu Jinghui. The crime scene was also a complex and changing forest environment, and the roads within it were merely troublesome for the investigating officers from other regions. But for suspects familiar with the terrain, it was just a difficult mountain road.

This suspect willing to venture through the tropical rainforest clearly regarded it as his survival advantage.

Indeed, if there were no step tracking, even if his footprints or other evidence were confirmed, this forest route could provide him with certain evidential advantages, such as an alibi.

Crack.

From the jungle, came the sound of chopping, just a few sharp cracks, but it stood out amidst the silence maintained by everyone outside.

Mu Zhiyang naturally took a step forward, blocking in front of Jiang Yuan, and silently flicked the safety off on his handgun.

Thump.

A shadow suddenly emerged from the jungle. He grabbed a vine, releasing it at the highest point, swinging perfectly between two treetops, his movements as graceful as a pole vaulter, or like a lion jumping through a hoop of fire.

And his movements in mid-air were equally elegant, as if he had no fear of falling; he even performed a 180-degree rotation in the air, turning from a face-down position to a face-up stance, tucking his legs, and forming a compact pose, executing a beautiful aerial somersault. His left foot then lightly touched the top of the fence, prepared to land while decelerating.

At this moment, the elegant jungle man noticed the startled gazes surrounding him.

Under normal circumstances, he would have enjoyed having these "admirers," but at this moment, facing a group of guys in police uniforms, the jungle man couldn’t help but panic a little.

Thud!

He landed on both feet, slipped, and ended up sitting on the ground, with a look of frustration on his face, like a failed acrobat.

Several officers, like overweight and sluggish tigers from a circus, rushed forward and sat directly on the jungle man.

One, two, three...

As they pinned him down, they hurried to cuff him.

Those who often tangled with these muscular men knew that when their muscles were in motion, not only was their explosive power strong, but their bodies were also very adept at wriggling their way out. If careless, he could even worm his way free from under several bodies, and some also tended to sweat easily, becoming slippery with just a few movements.

The jungle man, who had just been imitating Tarzan, struggled even after being handcuffed and shouted loudly.

"Should we take him back for interrogation?" Zhong Renlong saw the situation and knew this guy wouldn’t surrender easily.

Jiang Yuan nodded and added, "Measure his height and weight first, then take a footprint impression to confirm it’s the same person."

The latest crime scene indicated it was one person, and footprints could also help deduce the perpetrator’s height and weight. They were guarding against the possibility of a hapless Tarzan enthusiast in the jungle, which would complicate things if they released the real culprit.

Zhong Renlong immediately relayed Jiang Yuan’s orders.

Several police officers attempted to lift the suspect, who resisted with all his muscular might.

Ni Cha saw this and said, "Measure him upright."

So, the officers laid the suspect out on the ground, like measuring the length of a fish, to take his height measurement.

The suspect wriggled furiously, and the officers, not indulging him, found a pole to tie him up and hung him upside down, taking measurements for height, weight, and footprints casually, as if capturing a pig in a rural area.

After such an operation, the officers were slightly exhausted, and the suspect’s stubborn energy was mostly spent.

Suddenly, Ni Cha spoke in Malay, "You’re seeking revenge for your family, aren’t you? How many are involved from your family?"

The suspect, who had just calmed down, immediately became agitated, "It has nothing to do with my family."

Ni Cha nodded, "How can you prove that?"