"Hey, hey, why are you all looking at me like that?"
Seeing everyone's astonished expressions, as if they had watched a top-ranked champion make a rookie mistake, Lin Xinyi knew
that these people must have some kind of misunderstanding about forensic medicine:
"Forensic examiners aren't psychics. How could they solve a case the moment they see a corpse every single time?"
"Don't make this job sound so simple!"
External examination of a corpse was already one of the most basic parts of forensic work, and the information it could uncover was extremely limited.
If, as others imagined, every case could be solved through nothing more than an external examination,
then he would not have worked himself nearly to death back when he had his old job.
Not to mention all the books he had to read and classes he had to take, such as
physiology, biochemistry, pathology, pathophysiology, and so on from basic medicine.
Surgery, internal medicine, obstetrics and gynecology, pediatrics, and so on from clinical medicine.
Traditional Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture.
And then there were more than a dozen specialized courses in forensic medicine itself, such as Crime Scene Investigation, Physical Evidence Science, and Criminal Science and Technology.
The textbooks he had stacked up in university had stood half a head taller than he was.
After reading all those books, was an external examination supposed to solve every problem?
If that were really possible, would it have been worth all the hair he lost during those five years of university?!
Lin Xinyi grumbled inwardly for a moment before finally explaining in a calm tone,
"In this case, the murderer fired from a distance, killed with one shot, and left immediately. He barely left any evidence on the victim at all."
"It's simply unrealistic to find the truth through an