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Appear In Court

“Miss Lin, may I ask what mindset you have as you appear in court as a witness for the suspect?”

“Miss Lin, do you feel confident that your autopsy results can convince the judge and thus influence the verdict?”

“I heard that the suspect’s father is the CEO of Xin Ye Corporation, and there have been business dealings between Lin Corporation and Xin Ye Corporation. Is this true?”

“Miss Lin, there are rumors about you and Mr. Zhang from Zhong Cheng Group getting close…”

As soon as she got out of the car, she was immediately surrounded by the media, cameras flashing wildly, and all sorts of questions and inquiries bombarded her.

The butler protected her as they walked inside, with the bodyguards clearing the way. Despite being at the center of the storm, the person remained composed, showing no hint of surprise on her face as she faced all sorts of cunning and peculiar questions without raising an eyebrow.

Until—

Lin Yan removed her sunglasses, a playful smile dancing on her lips as she looked at the banners unfurled and the wreaths placed at the steps of the Supreme Court.

“Unscrupulous forensic examiner deserves a wretched death!”

“A heartless and insane forensic examiner who disregards human ethics, get out of the judiciary!”

“Miss—” The butler attempted to go out to intervene.

Lin Yan put her sunglasses back on and even cheerfully whistled, “Next time, let’s use a more flattering photo.”

In the black and white photo on the wreath, the woman’s eyebrows were sharply arched, and her cheekbones protruded, unlike the traditional aesthetic of gentleness and softness. Her gaze always carried a sense of superiority, and the slight smile at the corner of her lips seemed to mock the absurdity of the world.

During the interval before the trial, Lin Yan changed into the uniform of the institute. She put on a white lab coat over a striped shirt. Unlike the typical doctor’s red cross armband, there were the initials of the institute in English on her chest, along with a logo in the form of a deep blue pyramid.

With everything ready, the lawyer walked and talked with her, “The other party is well-prepared this time. Do you have enough evidence to support their acquittal?”

Lin Yan shrugged, indicating her helplessness, “Whether they are acquitted or not is up to the judge. I’m just doing my job for money. My responsibility is to provide evidence in their favor; the rest is none of my concern.”

The trial began, and the lawyers from both sides engaged in a tug-of-war that lasted for over two hours, leaving Lin Yan feeling drowsy. However, when the judge called her name, her usually indifferent eyes opened, and a hint of sharpness flashed through them.

She slowly stood up and walked towards the witness stand.

The prosecutor’s lawyer couldn’t help but shiver, subconsciously glancing at their own witness, another experienced forensic expert.

The opposing side also approached the situation with great caution, and both of them locked eyes, each showing a determined resolve.

“It was found that the suspect, Jin Weixin’s semen and DNA were detected on the victim’s underwear and the swabs taken from the body. Do you have anything to say about this?”

The prosecutor’s lawyer was the first to ask questions.

Lin Yan didn’t even furrow her brow, “There’s nothing much to say.”

The suspect, sitting below with handcuffs on, seemed to get agitated and was restrained by the court police.

Miss Lin, who chose her words carefully, glanced at him and finally added, “But this can only prove that he had a sexual relationship with the victim; it doesn’t prove that he’s the one who killed her.”

The opposing lawyer slightly curved his lips and said, “According to the police investigation results, on the night of April 18, 2007, around 10 o’clock, the victim, the suspect, and the suspect’s friend entered the KTV private room together, as shown in the surveillance video in the corridor.”

The lawyer’s assistant opened the computer and pressed the play button. Lin Yan looked over, and on the screen, she saw Jin Weixin hugging the victim, Wang Li, looking intimate but staggering, as if he was drunk.

At the time, they happened to be passing under a surveillance camera, which captured a moment of Wang Li’s impatience, though she had to endure it.

The time on the surveillance video was 10:15 PM. Two hours later, Jin Weixin hurriedly ran out of the private room alone. Approximately ten minutes later, he returned to the room with a suitcase.

That suitcase was the tool he used to dispose of the body. Such actions were already suspicious, but he was the boss, and his employees naturally dared not say anything. Moreover, it was already early morning, and everyone was tired and sleepy. He managed to escape, and the surveillance in the parking lot also captured his movements. He had the motive, and there was concrete evidence of the crime. The results of the autopsy were even more conclusive evidence, and even if he refused to confess, he could still be convicted.

Jin Weixin, sitting below with handcuffs, showed a slight evasion in his expression. His hands involuntarily clenched together, a sign of nervousness.

“According to the testimony of a witness who was present in the private room that night, the suspect began making inappropriate advances towards the victim shortly after sitting down. The victim felt compelled to comply due to the suspect being her boss, and it continued until the suspect—” he said, casting a cold glance at Jin Weixin.

“Made the victim pick up a playing card that had fallen between his legs using her mouth.”

“Pick it up! Why aren’t you picking it up? Use your mouth to pick it up for me, and all this money will be yours.” Jin Weixin used the money to smack the girl kneeling beside him.

The girl was dressed scantily, wearing a cropped top and short shorts. When she didn’t move, the man directly stuffed the money into her low neckline.

“Pick it up! Pick it up for me! If you can’t do it, you don’t need to work anymore!” he said, pressing her head down, and tears welled up in the girl’s eyes.


A chorus of boos erupted from the gallery.

The judge banged the gavel, “Order!”

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Lin Yan shook her head and chuckled, abruptly interrupting the other side’s boastful speech, “I’m not interested in what happened between them, nor do I need a recap. I’ll just state my forensic findings—”

The prosecutor’s witness stood up to speak, “The victim died from a single-edged sharp weapon wound, resulting in massive bleeding, and the murder weapon is this fruit knife.”

The lawyer raised the evidence bag, and the forensic examiner continued, “The weapon is 10cm long and reaches 3cm at its widest point, consistent with the sharp wound on the victim’s body. Furthermore, we found both the victim’s blood and the suspect’s fingerprints on this knife. Do you have anything to say about this?”

The question was directed at Lin Yan.

Having stood for a while, the young lady nonchalantly leaned on the table, saying, “Lawyer, present Exhibit B4.”

After receiving permission from the court, the lawyer opened the computer and projected the PowerPoint onto the large screen.

“This is a bruise found on the victim’s lower back—”

“I object! This is evidence unrelated to the case!” The lawyer immediately raised his hand to speak.

The judge glanced at him and then returned his gaze to the large screen.

“Objection overruled,” the judge declared.

Lin Yan slightly curved her lips, “During the second autopsy, it was discovered that the victim had only one bruise, approximately 3cm in size, on her entire body. As we all know, bruises are caused by the seepage of blood from ruptured blood vessels, which means that blood needs to flow for bruises to form.”

“However, after a person dies, the heart stops beating, blood circulation ceases, and clotting occurs within a few minutes. Naturally, bruises cannot form.”

“This still doesn’t explain much; it’s just a bruise, not fatal. It could have been caused by hitting or bumping during a struggle.”

The forensic examiner answered.

Lin Yan snapped her fingers, “You’re right. Now, present Exhibit B2.”

The screen displayed images taken by the police at the crime scene inside the KTV private room.

The table was in disarray, with beer bottles scattered all over. There was a pool of blood on the floor, and some splattered bloodstains on the sofa legs.

“Zoom in and look at the shape of the table corner.”

Amidst the confusion.

Lin Yan furrowed her brows, smiled, and turned to look at the “experienced” forensic examiner.

Though she smiled, a clear hint of mockery glinted in her eyes.

A bead of sweat appeared on the forehead of the opposing expert.

“Perhaps the layman wouldn’t understand, but an experienced forensic examiner can easily discern how this bruise was formed. The private room had round tables, and no matter how much two people struggled, they couldn’t cause this type of injury.”

The bruise was the size of a fingernail, not large in area, but it was deep, with a purplish tinge visible from the inside out.

Indeed, such marks couldn’t be caused by bumping into a round table.

“At most, this can only indicate that the victim had received the injury before her death. The fact that the suspect’s fingerprints are on the murder weapon has already been established,” the opposing side countered.

Lin Yan retorted with a sneer, “Who said the cause of death was due to exsanguination1 from a sharp weapon wound?”

If the cause of death wasn’t established, even if Jin Weixin’s fingerprints were found on the murder weapon, it would still be a paradox.

The spectators in the gallery erupted into a buzz of astonishment.

The judge once again called for silence.

“So, what do you say was the cause of death?”

“It was caused by poisoning from Digitalis.”

Upon hearing her response, the forensic examiner visibly relaxed, “During the subsequent investigation by the police, it was found that the victim had a history of heart disease and regularly took Digitalis medications. We also conducted blood and drug tests, and the levels were within the normal range, which wouldn’t have caused her death.”

Lin Yan let out a cold laugh, “Is that so?”

Her assistant understandingly opened the computer.

“During the second autopsy, we examined the victim’s liver tissue and bile, which allowed us to infer the peak concentration of the drug in her blood. It was precisely one hour before her death, and the dosage—”

She paused for a moment and slowly continued, “was lethal.”

Sweat beads the size of beans appeared on the opposing lawyer’s forehead, and even the forensic examiner was taken aback, licking his lips nervously.

The room fell silent, as quiet as a midsummer cicada. Only the suspect, wearing handcuffs, slowly hugged his head.

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By now, it was late afternoon, and the twilight’s light slipped away from the desktop, casting shadows on the floor. The area where she stood was devoid of light, as if she had plunged into darkness.

Lin Yan’s lips curved, revealing a smile that could overturn the world.

She was a sight to behold when she didn’t smile, but when she did, there was an indescribable sense of mocking and sharpness.

“Even if the blood had almost metabolized the toxin, traces would still be present in the liver and bile. Besides, forensic examination never relies solely on one technique. Therefore, we further extracted fluid from the victim’s eye vitreous and the result still indicated lethal levels of Digitalis. The conclusive report will be presented to the court shortly.”

The prosecutor’s lawyer turned abruptly and looked at the forensic examiner, who was now sweating profusely. His lips moved, but he didn’t dare to make another sound.

Examining the fluid from the eye vitreous was an unconventional autopsy method. Anyone who saw a dead body with a fruit knife stuck in its chest and blood everywhere would instinctively think it was caused by massive bleeding leading to death.

This Lin Yan really took an unconventional approach.

After delivering her long speech, Miss Lin licked her slightly chapped lips and returned to her seat.

Her first thought was, “Damn it, I should have applied more lip balm in the morning.”

The police emphasized evidence during the investigation, while the court emphasized the completeness of the evidence chain when determining sentencing. Sending this case back for further investigation to supplement the evidence was now an unavoidable necessity.

As Jin Weixin, wearing handcuffs, was being escorted down the stairs by the court police, he passed by Lin Yan. His throat moved, his voice somewhat hoarse as he softly uttered two words, “Thank you.”

Lin Yan raised an eyebrow, her expression still unchanged. Before she could take more than a couple of steps, she was surrounded by a swarm of media reporters outside the courtroom.

“Miss Lin, is your testimony in support of him due to your father’s connections?”

“Miss Lin, even if the murder charge against suspect Jin Weixin is dropped, he is still guilty of violating the Criminal Law’s offenses against women. As a woman, do you have anything to say about that?”

“Miss Lin, in recent years, you have testified for many criminal suspects, some of whom have successfully avoided conviction, such as the ‘City South Murder and Dismemberment Case’ that had its death sentence commuted to life imprisonment last month. It is said that you have been labeled as the ‘Number One Public Enemy’ by the Binhai Province Public Security and Judicial Department. Is this true?”

The questions became sharper and more piercing as the person in question, accompanied by their assistant, walked out without looking around, remaining silent.

“Make way, make way! Miss Lin, with immense wealth at your disposal, why did you choose to pursue a career as a forensic examiner?”

A young reporter, seemingly fresh out of college, struggled to squeeze through the crowd, sweating profusely while holding up a microphone, and managed to reach her.

Although the question seemed unrelated to the case, Lin Yan’s steps paused for a moment, and a subtle change appeared on her face under the scrutiny of the cameras.

However, it was just a momentary pause, and Lin Yan lifted her foot and continued walking forward. Her assistant and bodyguards cleared the way, pushing aside the young reporter.

“Hey, Miss Lin,” as she was about to leave the courthouse hall, the media reporters swarmed around her again.

Someone shouted loudly, “Miss Lin, what makes you think Jin Weixin is not the culprit?!”

Finally, Lin Yan’s steps came to a halt, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of her lips. She casually picked up a reporter’s microphone and retorted, “And what makes you so sure that he must be the culprit?”

“Well… according to the police investigation results…”

“Just based on a few crime scene photos, a spliced surveillance video, or fingerprints left on the handle of a knife?”

She retorted with a sneer, while the camera flashes continued to flicker. The crowd fell silent, but her gaze remained unwavering, meeting all those different kinds of looks.

“Ultimately, none of those are conclusive evidence, just wishful speculation. In your eyes, all poor people are worthy of sympathy and compassion, while all wealthy people are heartless criminals.”

“Women shouldn’t be forensic examiners; men are supposed to be driven by their primal instincts to commit murder. When the perpetrator kills, you all…”

She raised her head, staring into the camera. Her eyes, with their beautiful and bottomless dark pupils and slightly more sclera than usual, were both enchanting and intimidating at first glance.

“Zhuxin.”2

Her voice was cold and clear, but it echoed loudly.

Not only the journalists were stunned, but the camera also took a moment to react before starting to frantically snap photos.

By now, Lin Yan had almost reached the main entrance of the Supreme Court.

The crowd of reporters chased after her relentlessly, and in front of her, a crowd of onlookers had gathered. Someone shouted, “Lin Yan, have you ever thought about the plight of the victim’s family when you testify for the culprit? You’re not worthy of being a forensic examiner, go to hell!”

Before they knew it, a gap was torn open in the crowd of reporters, and someone stumbled and rushed towards her.

The bodyguard, pushed and dispersed by the crowd, couldn’t stop it in time. With a slight step backward in her high heels, Lin Yan casually grabbed her assistant’s collar and pulled him in front of herself.

Before the 1.8-meter-tall man could react, he was drenched from head to toe with filth.

The reporters held their noses and stepped back, while the law enforcement rushed in to subdue the troublemaker.

With a disgusted frown, Lin Yan stepped back, and the bodyguard regrouped around her, asking, “Miss, are you okay?”

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“I’m fine.” Lin Yan took off her own white coat and handed it over. “Dispose of this.”

“Sure.”

Thanks to the troublemaker, nobody dared to approach her again, fearing they might be the next one to get splashed with filth.

As she walked away, the man was on the verge of tears, his eyes turning red, and the stench clinging to him made him look utterly wretched.

He could hardly hold back his tears, “Dr. Lin…”

Without turning around, Lin Yan replied, “You don’t need to come to work from tomorrow onwards.”

The man’s body turned cold, as if that was a sharp weapon, would Lin Yan have pushed him towards its edge?

Does a human life mean so little to her?!

If Lin Yan could hear his thoughts, she might say: “I’ve seen far too many dead bodies on the autopsy table.”

As the night fell, the black Mercedes drove quietly on the road. Lin Yan sat in the back seat, seemingly closing her eyes to rest. The city lights flowed through the window, casting a shadow of depth on her face.

The butler turned back and whispered, “Miss, the usual place?”

She replied with a nonchalant “Hmm.”

The butler had been with the Lin family for many years, taking care of her father and now assigned to look after her. He had watched her grow up. Seeing her weary expression, he gently gestured to the driver to head straight home.

But Lin Yan opened her eyes and said, “No, go meet someone.”



Footnotes

  1. severe loss of blood
  2. The word “誅心” literally means “to eliminate one’s heart.”
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