Captain Li Jian also saw the corpse for the first time.
He clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the autopsy table.
Suddenly, he stopped and mused, "The clothing is pretty intact."
"How high was the bridge at the time?"
Zhang Yean opened her notebook and answered, "According to our measurements, it's nearly 9 meters high."
"9 meters? That high?"
Li Jian's brow furrowed, "Was there water under the bridge?"
"No."
"No water? 9 meters high... that's a bit unusual."
Li Jian mumbled to himself while stroking his chin.
Wan curiously leaned in, "Captain, what do you mean by unusual?"
Li Jian pointed at the corpse and explained, "The unusual thing, of course, is the lack of blood."
"Think about it, we've investigated quite a few high falls and jumping cases before."
"Falling from a height of 9 meters onto rocky ground, would there really be so little blood?"
"Exactly."
Wan slapped his thigh.
"This is indeed a problem."
