Just as Meizi was about to call someone to collect the body, Luo Yan suddenly said, "I know now. This person committed suicide. There's no need for an autopsy."
"An autopsy can determine the cause of death accurately and precisely, but it takes time, and there's a queue. If you can confirm it was suicide, that would naturally be best." The Captain looked at Luo Yan with suspicion. "But didn't you just say he might have been strangled unconscious and then pushed into the water to drown?"
"Well, I suddenly had an idea. There's something strange about the rope marks. They seem to have been caused by the victim exerting force himself..." Luo Yan said tentatively.
"Exerting force himself?" The Captain lowered his head and looked at the dead man's neck.
Because of the bloating, it was actually difficult to make out the ligature marks on the neck accurately. Only people as experienced as they were could discern the traces.
An ordinary person would vomit after one look. How could they possibly inspect it closely?
"I can't be sure either. Since when did you study trace analysis?" the Captain asked.
"Whether it's right or not, we can try submitting it once," Luo Yan insisted.
"That doesn't sound like you." The Captain gave him a cold glance.
"That's right, Luo Yan. Every case only has three chances to submit an answer. If all submissions fail, it gets transferred to the backlog, and it can only be investigated again once every three months. Backlogged cases also take up part of the total number of cases assigned each month. The more backlog there is, the fewer new cases we get," Meizi reminded him.
Luo Yan said helplessly, "Of course I know that. I only hope the Captain can submit it as I said."