<h4>Chapter 1080: Chapter 1011: Sleepless Tonight</h4><h4></h4>


    "The victim is male. 38 years old. Height 170 cm, weight approximately between 180 to 220 pounds..."


    "No fingerprint or DNA records, no imnted medical devices in the body..."


    Jiang Yuan stood in the autopsy room, his tone rtively rxed.


    In this room, forensic doctors held a certain degree of authority.


    First, he reported some known information to the leaders present, giving them a topic for quiet discussion, and then Jiang Yuan began his routine work.


    After examining the head of the corpse, Jiang Yuan had someone fetch a stand, carefully ced the head on it, and then set it directly at the front of the autopsy table.


    On the autopsy tabley the corpse’s two arms, two legs, and torso. The head was elevated about a foot and a half, rotting and bloated, its ruptured, swollen eyes gazing nkly, with an unsettling calm.


    Jiang Yuan dissected the corpse for a while, then looked up at the head.


    He examined the head, then continued to work on the body.


    With a Level 6 forensic sketching skill, given sufficient time, he could roughly sketch the victim’s appearance within a matter of minutes.


    However, Jiang Yuan wasn’t in a rush. This head was not easy to sketch—it carried threeyers of DEBUFFs. The firstyer was deliberate disfigurement: the smashed nose bridge and brow bone, caved-in cheekbones, missing lips and teeth, all of which added difficulty. The secondyer was dposition over time, and the thirdyer was swelling and dissolution caused by drowning.


    To Jiang Yuan, these threeyers of DEBUFFs each had solutions. For instance, the smashed nose bridge could be measured for height and width. Restoring the brow and cheekbones on paper wasparatively easier. As for the teeth and lips, forensic methods were simpler than dental reconstruction techniques.


    As for dposition and drowning—those were traditional problems frequently encountered by forensic doctors, with endless solutions avable depending on preference and expertise.


    Still,bining all three DEBUFFs resulted in significant challenges. It was akin to encountering simultaneous physical traits like 36D bust, A4 waist, and supermodel legs—hardly trivial.


    Jiang Yuan dissected while pondering how to proceed with the forensic sketchter on.


    Additionally, with so many leaders from Qingshi City’s Criminal Police Brigade watching him draw, it felt a bit unbing. While the sketching might aid the investigation, the autopsy held its importance as well.


    Of course, it was also possible that neither would.


    "The cause of death appears to be a throat shing," he said.


    "After the victim’s throat was cut, he suffered massive blood loss, his trachea was severed, and thus couldn’t cry for help. He bled out quickly and died."


    "There are no defensive wounds on the hands or feet. A sweep through the fingernails revealed traces of blood, likely the murderer’s own—it seems the perpetrator might have pressed their neck against their own during the act."


    The autopsy was nearlyplete. Jiang Yuan didn’t use overly technical forensic terminology but instead presented the cause of death as though in a case discussion.


    He had performed most of the forensic examination the night before and had revisited the corpse, drawing conclusions based on wounds on the torso and those beneath the head.


    The initially sleepy Fang Gang and others immediately perked up: "Throat shing? Like this?"


    Fang Gang grabbed an officer and demonstrated a professional posture—a rear choke followed by a single-handed throat sh—and asked, "Military background? Why wasn’t the corpse dismembered?"


    "Based on the wounds, it was likely a frontal throat sh. The cut was deep, but the slide distance was very short," Jiang Yuan ced the head back on the autopsy table alongside the torso, and used a knife to gesture, "Assuming the assant was right-handed, they would have held a sharp, heavy de, applied significant downward pressure, deeply shing the victim’s throat, but the movement only extended less than ten centimeters before stopping."


    "Could it have been an ident during a fight?" Mu Zhiyang considered the possibility and immediately voiced it. In an analysis-oriented setting, anyone’s ideas were wee, which wasmon practice in most criminal investigation units.


    Strict adherence to procedure was reserved for seated meetings at long tables orrge conference room discussions—the kind of scenes frequently depicted in television dramas.


    Jiang Yuan refuted the idea: "No, idental cuts would result in longer sh wounds due to quick movements. There wouldn’t be heavy downward pressure involved."


    Jiang Yuan emphasized the point about heavy pressure.


    Another Criminal Police Brigade captain from Qingshi City furrowed his brows, "Was it shed from top to bottom?"


    Jiang Yuan nodded, "While it’s technically possible to inflict such a wound face-to-face, the near-vertical orientation of the injury suggests it was made from above downward."


    "So, the victim was lying down with their neck exposed and got shed? And there are no defensive injuries on the body," Fang Gang said, a vivid image forming in his mind. His voice involuntarily dropped slightly, "Was their throat slit while they were asleep?"


    Jiang Yuan nodded solemnly, "Quite likely."


    "Whoa... That’s brutal. The dismemberment was carried out with kitchen knives—could it have been someone close to them?"


    "Perhaps." Jiang Yuan didn’t dwell on spective thinking. To him, such conjecture was meaningless at this point—solving the victim’s identification would likely provide a breakthrough.


    The others realized this too and instantly became more alert.


    After all, the forensic doctor conducting the analysis was none other than Ningtai Jiang Yuan.


    "It’s over to you now." Jiang Yuan then abruptly set down his instruments, removed his gloves, and... amidst the bewildered faces of those present...


    Picked up a drawing pencil.


    Forensic sketching Level 6... The strokes began effortlessly.


    The image of a middle-aged man with an intact nose, unbroken brow bone, and a full set of lips and teeth emerged gradually.


    The man had a round face, a preserved hairline, a t nose, and small eyes, giving off a somewhat dispirited appearance. Of course, a sketch based on a corpse’s face would naturallyck vitality.


    "This can serve as a reference." Jiang Yuan used his police system app to search for the portrait but found no matches.


    Simrly, not finding a match wasn’t unusual—it could indicate the victim’s real appearance differed slightly from the sketch, given it was derived from a corpse that had been disfigured and dposed. Another possibility was that the victim’s facial data in the system hadn’t been updated.


    Even so, having an image was better than none, especially after narrowing down the search area, as it could speed up visitation and screening efforts.


    "Send the gathered knife fragments and de shards for testing quickly—see if we can trace their origin."


    "Once the diatom reportes out, see if we can pinpoint the entry water location."


    "Search for the origin of the suitcase and clothes again."


    "Continue filtering the missing persons’ data."


    Jiang Yuan’s suggestions all fell withinmon investigative protocols.


    Of course, what’smon depends onparison. For most task forces, even achieving these preconditions of normalcy would be difficult—their urrence was about as rare as so-called ’ordinary men.’


    Fang Gang responded enthusiastically. Seeing signs of progress raised hopes that the case might move forward at a faster pace.


    A special task force is like a film crew, where every additional day adds expense. Especially under the current work mode, it functioned like a production having moved into active shooting—burning budget every second.


    Needless to say, tonight, many people wouldn’t be getting any sleep.