Zhou Ning paused, turned on the camera, and found some photos of Zhang Xin's wounds.
"When the port police station arrived, they didn't take pictures of Zhang Xin, so I don't know how the rope was tied around her body. These are the wounds on Zhang Xin's body. Doctor Zhou, look, do these wounds appear to be from a struggle or from being coerced?"
Liu Yongxin moved the camera farther away, holding it like he was gripping a steering wheel, and stared at the photos as he flipped through them. Then he frowned and looked at Zhou Ning.
"The wounds seem to have force applied from both left and right, and they're concentrated on the arms and legs. Her fingers also have cuts. Indeed, on the whole, they look more like resistance wounds from a fight, except for this one on the back of her calf."
"As for these swollen bruises, the one on her abdomen was inflicted two or three days prior, while the swelling on her arms and legs, although severe, isn't critical. Continue," he said.
