Lin Xinyi quickly suppressed this subtle sense of disobedience.

At the same time, the Kudo detective became more and more interested in Lin Shinichi:

"Mr. Lin Xinyi, your reconnaissance experience seems to be abundant."

"I've solved a lot of cases before, right?"

"I'm interested in this way of reasoning using forensic knowledge."

"If you have time, can you tell me more about your experience in solving the case?"

“......”

He looked like he was here to interrogate a prisoner than Officer Twilight just now, and he kept asking questions that Lin Xinyi couldn't answer at all.

Lin Xinyi remained silent.

He automatically blocked out the noise in his ears, then looked around and observed:

Officer Twilight was directing the officers at the scene to start closing the team, and the onlookers were still discussing the wonderful reasoning they had just enjoyed.

Inspector Komatsu is slowly packing up the on-site inspection box, while Kudo Shinichi is still persistently pestering Lin Shinichi, a mysterious "competitor", to ask questions.

A big drama has ended.

But everyone seems to have forgotten the protagonist of this scene - the deceased.

Gradually, Lin Xinyi's gaze relocked on the corpse lying alone on the white plastic sheet, not even a complete humanoid form.

"Huh?"

Kudo Shinichi quickly noticed Lin Shinichi's gaze.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised:

Lin Xinyi actually began to lock on the corpse with that kind of focused gaze again...

Could it be that there are any unrevealed clues on the corpse?

Just now, he slowed down Lin Xin and discovered the cause of the broken corpse, and he was already the first to lose the game.

If there were any other clues on the corpse, and he, a detective who claimed to be a disciple of Sherlock Holmes, didn't notice it at all, it would be a complete failure.

"What, Mr. Lin?"

"Do you have anything else to discover?"

Kudo Shinichi's tone became a little subtle, one could even say nervous.

Lin Xinyi didn't answer directly, but turned around and looked at him a little.

The age detective's face was full of energy.

It's like an athlete who has just finished a fierce competition, and his heart is full of anticipation for the next event.

But it's not a competition...

"Kudo."

After a moment of silence, Lin Xinyi finally spoke:

"I didn't find any new clues on the body."

"But what else can you read on a corpse other than clues to solve the case?"

"Huh? This..."

Kudo Shinichi was slightly stunned:

If you don't look at the clues to solve the case, what else can you see?

Is this the reasoning exam question set by Lin Xinyi for him?

He was immediately interested, and a pair of piercing eyes immediately stared straight at the corpse.

"Alas..."Lin Xinyi shook his head helplessly:

If you look at the deceased with the eyes of such an intellectual question, you will not be able to see the answer at all.

Sure enough, after pondering for a moment, Kudo Shinichi still hasn't solved this "puzzle".

He unconsciously rubbed his chin while observing and thinking, and he was about to grind his three-dimensional chin bald, and he didn't hold back a word.

"That..."

But it was Miss Maolilan who broke the silence with some hesitation.

She seems to be driven by the girl's natural sensibility to unconsciously participate in the solution of this "puzzle":

"It must be painful."

"Oh?" Lin Xinyi looked over in surprise.

And Kudo Shinichi also turned his head to look at his childhood friend with some puzzlement: "Pain, what do you mean?" ”

"I mean..."

Xiaolan mustered up the courage to look at the dead on the ground:

"Deceased, this lady, she must be in pain."

"She died three hours ago, and it was two o'clock in the middle of the night."

"Why do you choose to commit suicide at two o'clock in this normal sleep time..."

"Look at her clothes again, she is still wearing pajamas."

In Kudo Shinichi's unexpected gaze, Xiaolan expressed his reasoning that the detective couldn't say:

"It must be because it's too painful."

"She probably didn't make up her mind to commit suicide in the first place, and she was wearing pajamas, which means that she just wanted to sleep."

"But the pain kept her awake at all."

"She may have thought about it for a long, long time in bed with her eyes open, but in the end she was still overwhelmed by the pain."

Xiaolan gradually clenched her fists.

She completely substituted for the unknown deceased, the woman she had never known:

"Eventually, she couldn't take it anymore."

"She doesn't have the courage to live in this world anymore and face the pressure that the world puts on her."

"So, in the dead of night, she quietly left the house alone and came to the side of the Tsutsutsu River, which was deserted in the middle of the night."

"She may have been alone for a long time in the boundless darkness."

"But in the end, the darkness consumed her."

Speaking of this, Xiaolan's voice had become low:

"If anyone notices her departure in time and lends her a helping hand..."

"Maybe it won't turn out the way it is."

"That's right."

Lin Xinyi cast a gaze full of appreciation:

"The dead were in pain, and the pain she faced before she died was more horrific than we can imagine."

"Because drowning is one of the most painful deaths in the world."

"The drowning person has a minute or so of difficulty breathing before they are completely unconscious, when cold water is inhaled into the lungs in large quantities, and each breath causes pain in the lungs like a thousand cuts."

"And I just noticed when I broke the palm of the dead man's hand...."

"There were also slight rope marks on the tiger's mouth between the deceased's thumb and index finger."

"Between the thumb and forefinger?"

Kudo Shinichi looked at his palm with some puzzlement:

"How can there be rope marks in such a place?"

"There are obviously no traces of binding on the wrists of the deceased... And even if you have to tie your hands, you won't be tied there. ”

"Because it's not a rope mark from a tie-up at all."

Lin Xinyi stretched out his hand, spread out the thumbs of both hands, and then stretched down to his waist.

He pretended to have a non-existent rope loop tied around his waist, then snapped his thumb between the "rope" and his waist and abdomen, stuck the "rope" with the tiger's mouth, and pulled it down hard.

"I see..."

Once again, Maoliran reacted faster than Shinichi Kudo:

"It was a strangulation mark left by the deceased to untie the loop around his waist."

"Because at the last moment of life... She regretted it. ”

"She wants to live, she wants to come back into this world."

"So she tried to reach out and untie the heavy rope around her waist, but..."

"But she woke up too late, and it was too late." Lin Xinyi said in a heavy tone: "Her muscles have already shown symptoms of spasm under the stimulation of cold water, and her consciousness has gradually disappeared with the stagnation of breathing. ”

"Even the rope that would have been easy to break free under normal circumstances could not be untied in that situation."

"And so, in the midst of that intense pain, the deceased could not even hold the rope clearly."

As he spoke, Lin Xinyi let go of the rope that didn't exist at all.

He clasped his hands tightly to his chest, and his body trembled slightly, as if a coal-fired fire was burning in his chest:

"The deceased who have entered the stage of loss of consciousness can no longer think of survival."

"She began to instinctively put her hands on her chest and lungs, where she was in the most pain—perhaps this external pressure would make her pain less."

But it didn't do anything, and one of her hands pressed against her chest, clenched into fists under the pain and spasms.

"So, we can now see that the deceased's arm is in the shape of a fist, and some of the cuts on the arm happen to be connected to the chest to form a line."

Lin Xinyi covered his chest like this, clenched his fists, and restored the last posture of the deceased before his death:

"Her consciousness was completely annihilated, and her life came to an end."

"And her last struggle before she died also loosened the rope loop, allowing her body to break free from the restraints of the current and finally rise to the surface."

"Whew..."

Lin Xinyi let out a long sigh:

"This is the last voice left by the dead."

"I see..."

Kudo Shinichi thought about it, but frowned slightly.

The answer to this puzzle made him a little unacceptable:

Indeed, the pajamas can prove that the deceased's suicide was most likely improvised, and the rope marks on the tiger's mouth can indicate that the deceased tried to survive before he died.

But what's the point of all this?

These inconsequential things just reconstruct the process of this lady's death in a more detailed way... It doesn't help to solve the case itself!

Although Kudo Shinichi was a little touched, he was more confused.

Seeing his performance like this, Lin Xinyi thought about it, but turned his head directly to look at Mao Lilan on the side:

"Miss Mori, I found that you should be more talented than Kudo to become a top forensic doctor."

"Oh, I, me?"

Maolilan unexpectedly grew his mouth slightly.

She has been praised for being beautiful, gentle, and strong in martial arts, but she has never been praised for any criminal investigation talent.

"Mr. Lin, don't be kidding..."

"My reasoning ability is far worse than Shinichi's, how can I become a forensic doctor?"

Mao Lilan said with some embarrassment.

"No, you're misunderstanding wrong, forensic and detectives are not the same."

"Forensics don't need any innate reasoning skills, which can be compensated for by experience and knowledge."

"The most important thing to become a forensic doctor is... Empathy for the deceased. ”

Lin Xinyi said very seriously:

"For forensics, autopsy is just a routine job."

"It's not fun, it's even boring."

"And boredom inevitably leads to slackness, and boredom often cools down the blood."

"Therefore, in a long career, only those who can feel the pain of the deceased can truly feel the responsibility on their shoulders and speak up for each deceased with the most patient attitude."

"Miss Maolilan, you happen to have that ability."

With that, the air quietly became quiet.

Mao Lilan was not complacent because of the praise, but because of Lin Xinyi's words, he once again touched his empathy for the deceased.

This gentleness seems to be her natural ability.

And Kudo Shinichi, he also quietly fell silent:

"Do you have the power to experience the pain of the dead..."

Vaguely, the detective seems to have learned something.