"Come in, come in," the two eyes twinkled with warm excitement and pleasure, in stark contrast with the sub-zero voice, "I have just proven the hack medical examiner at the City Hospital wrong once again."
The figure lifted their shoe from the chest of the corpse it hand dug into and strode over to Si Tian and Jun Weichen in large strides, eyes still shining with joy as if they had just dug up a diamond.
"Sis Chen, this is He Xialuo," Si Tian carefully introduced, "Miss He, this is Jun Weichen, she--"
"How do you do, Miss Jun," He Xialuo said politely, her gaze darting over Jun Weichen , "Rare to see an army surgeon back from Afganistan this time of year."
Jun Weichen jumped with surprise, her eyes widening as she stared blankly at He Xialuo. He Xialuo extended a slim hand towards Jun Weichen, snapping her out of her blank shock, and the two clasped hands. Jun Weichen was taken aback by the unusual strength in the other woman's grip, disproportionate to her willowy and weak appearance.
"H-how, how on earth could you have known that I've returned from Afghanistan?" Jun Weichen stuttered in amazement
"Never mind that," He Xialuo said dismissively, turning back to Si Tian, "I've finally accumulated enough data to disprove that hack from City Hospital!"
Grabbing Si Tian by the arm, the strange He Xialuo dragged her to the back of the lab, moving with unusual speed in her towering heels. Jun Weichen followed behind, curious and still a little shocked by the speedy introduction.
"Look!" He Xialuo exclaimed, sweeping her arm across the line of monitors at the back of the room, "Look at what I've managed to reproduce, is it not incredible?"
The row of monitors was hooked up to a pair of cameras, one pointed at the body on the floor that He Xialuo had been stepping on, and one pointed at the body on the table that she had hit with the shoe. The view from the cameras projected two identical bruises from the bodies onto the panel of monitors.
"Watch this!" He Xialuo, pulled Jun Weichen closer to the monitors as well, "Here is the bruise that hack claims beyond the shadow of a doubt is produced from a stiletto stepping on a body, and nothing else."
He Xialuo clicked a photo file on the desktop, bringing up an image of a 3rd identical bruise, differentiated from the two in the cameras by only lighting.
"And yet, if you strike the heel at a 30 degree angle with a speed of 5.5 m/s..." He Xialuo grabbed the stiletto and slammed it into her own arm without hesitation before raising it to show the other two a fourth identical bruise, "You can produce the exact same wound pattern! Therefore her claims that no other force besides stepping can produce this wound is wholly unfounded! Hahaha, isn't this excellent? This completely blows that hack's testimony in the Lu case out of the water! What do you think?"
He Xialuo's bright eyes turned towards Jun Weichen inquireingly, her cold face lighting up with excitement. Jun Weichen jumped with surprise at the sudden attention. He Xialuo's piercing gaze seemed like it could gaze straight into her soul, and she started to feel flustered under the close gaze of the strange lady.
"U-um, it's a very interesting discovery..." stuttered Jun Weichen, "...but I cannot see how practical the knowledge can be, being able to make the same small bruise using the same shoe wielded in different ways--"
"Why! Isn't it obvious, Miss Jun?" He Xialuo laughed suddenly, "Quickly, come see!" With a lazy hook of her finger He Xialuo tugged Jun Weichen by her sleeve towards the panel of monitors. The scent of formaldehyde from He Xialuo's long hair filled Jun Weichen's nose as she bumped shoulders with the women. The hand He Xialuo extended to catch her sleeve was still tightly fixed onto her garment. From this close distance, Jun Weichen's experienced surgeon's gaze could see a network of old bruises, scars and needle tracks on the other woman's hand. Today was clearly not the first day she had turned her experimentation to her own body.
"Look quickly and see!" He Xialuo's excited voice drew Jun Weichen's gaze to the monitor. On it, was the picture of the bruise along with a short succinct report:
"Hematoma pattern is consistent with impression made by size 8 Louboutin stiletto heel. Pattern of subepithelial hematoma consistent with impression made with gradual pressure, similar to that of stepping. Determination: Subject's hematoma arose from a size 8 Louboutin stepping on subject's thorax. Determination made with 99.99% certainty to exclusion of all other possible forms of trauma. Signed Dr. Sun Ande"
"See?" He Xialuo proclaimed proudly, "to exclusion of all other possible forms of trauma! Except how could this determination have been made if I can produce the exact same pattern of trauma using a different blow? This completely calls into question the suspect's alibi that she had only stepped on the body, not knowing he was already dead! This Dr. Sun Ande is clearly a hack, there was no way to say for certain how this wound was produced!"
"Additionally..." Jun Weichen chimed in slowly, the realization dawning on her, "This discovery calls into question many similar determinations by forensic medical examiners. Who can really say without a shadow of a doubt how one hematoma pattern or another can really arise from a single specific type of blow?"
"Exactly!" He Xialuo trilled exuberantly, "Why, just this year, similar determinations by so called forensic experts have been made for such high profile cases such as the Ning robberies and the Xia murder! Just call on me, He Xialuo, and I can reproduce the victims wounds with any number of objects and types of blows!"
"Well! Aren't you just and encyclopedia of crime and punishment!" Si Tian joked from the back.
"I suppose I should offer my congratulations, Miss He," Jun Weichen said politely, "If you have gathered as much data on your technique as I presume you have, you may have just blown a whole field of forensics out of the water."
He Xialuo rounded on Jun Weichen, catching her gaze again, grinning. Her pupils seemed to shiver again as she gazed into the other woman's eyes and her smile widens a touch futher.
"You're interesting!" He Xialuo said suddenly, turning to drag a stool close to Jun Weichen and plopping herself down on another, "I expect you came here to discuss business with me. How about we get started?"