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"It's here!" Kazama shrugged and pushed the door, walking inside.

Eri Fukatsu, or the god of death, stood in the doorway, looking up at the green-glowing door sign with the words "Coroner's Room" written on it.

Under the card -

It is a gate that is one person high and two people wide.

At this moment, the door was pushed open by Kazama Teru, and it was dark inside, and the unpleasant smell of corpses came from inside...

Uno Hanari frowned slightly, this smell was not so friendly to her nose, although it was not the first time she smelled it in her memory, but she didn't expect it to be so stinky!

However, it is just a slight frown.

Although the life span is not as long as that of the dragon Connor, she is more than 100 years old, and she has not seen too many dead people, or even killed too many dead people, you must know that she is the god of death......

"However, I really admire my forensic doctor, who is so young, but he can do it without changing his face and heartbeat, I really admire it. "The beautiful face of the flower is quiet, and the waves are not alarmed.

Muttering, she didn't let Kazama wait long, and not long after he went in with his front foot, she followed with his back foot.

The entire Coroner's Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, part of which is an office, and most of the remaining space is occupied by this coroner's room.

The space inside the door.

It's all a mortuary cupboard.

There is no light here because there are no windows at all.

The only light was on the right side of the door where the two had entered, where there were several simple white beds, full of 'evidence' to be presented.

There were several white candles on the side of the bed, still burning at the moment, and there were several corpses lying on the bed, and Kazama Teru, who was wearing a white coat, was sliding on the corpse with a scalpel that flashed with cold light...

"Hurry up and get dressed and help me take notes. Kazama said without distemper.

His palms are white and delicate, and the knife is like a god, and it is extremely accurate, without any trembling and deviation!

With the faint candlelight, Uno Hanari saw the expression on Kazama's face, and the feeling she had on it was that she was as calm as a mountain and as calm as a pool!

He nodded lightly.

Uno Hanari went to change into a white coat and came back, wearing white and flawless disposable gloves on both sides.

"......" Kazama's elegant face still did not fluctuate, and he was indescribably elegant and calm, and the god of death consciously took up his duties as a forensic assistant.

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Tokyo is a "primeval forest" for mankind.

Here, all but those who died of illness require a forensic medical examiner to determine the cause of death.

Whether it's a traffic accident.

Slipping on the road, or even dying in the bedding, may have an unusual cause of death behind it, so the medical examiner must take it seriously.

Inside the autopsy room.

The lights shone on the corpse, and Uno Hanari, who was dressed in a white dissecting suit, gathered around the dissection table with Kazama Teru, staring at the scalpel in Kazama's hand.

"Zi Yan! Zi Yan!-" Kazama was silent, and easily slashed the corpse's chest and abdomen with a scalpel!

Take out the internal organs one by one!

However, the internal organs should be carefully dissected and examined carefully.

In this way, the whole room was filled with the smell of corpses and the thick smell of blood.

The body that was being dissected by Kazama Teru and the autopsy was an old man, an unlucky ghost who was bumped into by the two 'Grim Reapers', Mori Kogoro and Conan.

That's right.

It's Maori Kogoro and Conan again, the victims that Mao Ke and the combination bumped into.

However, listening to the report of Miwako Sato and the new coroner, this case is a suicide case, and our Maori detective does not see the possibility of his murder.

But.

Neither Kazama Teru nor Uno Hanari cared.

"The cause of death of the deceased was carbon dioxide poisoning, and after inhalation, he died of severe spasms, biting his tongue and his body was cold. It is inferred that it is indeed suicide. With the help of the bright light, while stacking the report, she looked at the categories printed in the autopsy report in her hand, as well as the specific content she wrote.

This is an autopsy report that was presented to court!

Prior to this, although the new coroner had also written an autopsy report, it was only a preliminary report, not a comprehensive, in-depth, detailed autopsy report.

Uno Hanari was supposed to be written in more detail.

But Kazama said: It is the duty of forensic medicine to strive for truth and fairness, and it is morality to hide the face of the deceased!!

Although the medical skills of Uno Hana are amazing, there was still a big difference between the medicine that treated the sick and saved people at that time and the forensic science that performed autopsies on the dead.

After listening, she also empathized.

Cascade the files.

Uno Hanari reached for the camera around his neck.

I pressed the wash button.

The camera was washed and dried with some 'squeezing' sounds.

"Life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, but why commit suicide, hey, it's good to walk. With compassion in his eyes, he picked up the photos one by one and put them back in his hand, and they were neatly layered one by one, with photos of the crime scene and the old man on them.

"You're wrong!" At this time, Kazama Hui finally finished the autopsy, and put the scalpel into the iron tray on the side, at this moment the knife and the tray were already dripping with blood, revealing a pungent and disgusting smell.

"He didn't die by suicide!"

U Zhihualie turned his head and gave him a strange look, "Master Forensic, what do you mean by this?"

Frowning slightly, Uno Hanari said, "The Maori detective and the new coroner, as well as the police officers at the scene, unanimously deduced that this was a suicide case. ”

Kazama slowly looked up, saw the pair of sea-like eyes looking at him with a little dazed, and explained calmly, "You just read his report." The old man, who had lost his wife, lived with his son and daughter-in-law. ”

"True, in the morning, his family found out that he had committed suicide in his room. In the police report, when asked about the reason for the suicide, the old man's son and daughter-in-law said that the old man had a headache every day and could not bear the pain, so he decided to cut himself off.

"They're lying!"

Kazama Hui stood quietly and concentrating, and his mind was clear.

U no Hua Lie frowned: "Reason?"

She didn't see anything out of the ordinary, at least the police report showed that they didn't have any evidence of a killing.

Kazama glanced at her lightly, shook his head, and sighed slightly, "This generation of island elders in their 90s, especially in Tokyo, they have all experienced wars, bombings and extremely poor materials, and they all have a strong desire for survival, and every one of them is so strong that it is unimaginable that they could choose to end their lives because of headaches." ”

"You're right..."U Zhihua Lie's bright eyes were slightly hollow after being stunned.