Chapter 151: Can You Still Use It If You Have Blood in Your Table?
The death was too terrifying, so that Xiaolan, who often saw corpses, couldn't help but cover her mouth and take a few steps back, her stomach tumbling.
The other people were also frightened, but the medical students seemed to be a little more receptive to bloody scenes than ordinary people.
ββAfter staying at the door for a while, several people rushed forward to check the condition of the mountain general, wanting to see if they could be rescued, and the two girls were no exception.
However, the result was negative, and the four of them quickly confirmed that the mountain general had run out of breath.
Kanazawa Zhiyasu was the oldest and the most stable, and after a moment of silence, he sighed, wanting to untie the rope that Oyama had tied to his body and make his death look better.
However, a hand stopped in front of him, and Bai Shu blocked his hand away, "Since you can't save it, then don't destroy the crime scene again, call the police first." β
"That's right!"
A confident voice came from the door, and Maori Kogoro bared his tongue and shouted with his waist in his arms, "I have already asked my daughter to go to the police, and from now on, this place will be taken over by the police and my Maori Kogoro!" β
"Mori Kogoro?!"
Several medical teachers looked surprised.
Although he didn't pay much attention to detective-related information, Mori Kogoro is now a celebrity after all, and several people have overheard of him and know that he is a sharp detective who specializes in solving difficult and miscellaneous cases.
So the four of them retreated to the door without objection, leaving the scene of the crime to the professionals.
At this time, Xiaolan hurriedly ran back, "Dad, the police and the ambulance said that the snow is too deep and I can't come here for the time being." β
"Alas, really, every time you have to trouble my Mori Kogoro to appear, the police have to work harder!"
Kogoro Mori skillfully borrowed a camera and asked Shiraki to film the scene, while he himself tried to stare at the drunken sleepiness and approached Oyama to try to make a preliminary identification.
But soon, he suddenly realized that there were not a few ready-made coolies.
Mori Kogoro staggered to his feet and turned his head to look at the door, "After the photo is taken, can you please conduct an autopsy without destroying the scene as much as possible?" The medical professors are definitely more professional than me. β
"We're not all professors......"
Jiang Nanguo subconsciously retorted, but soon, she remembered that this was not the point at all now, so she closed her mouth and silently went back to the room to get the tools.
Bai Shu quickly finished filming the body and the room, and he took a few steps back to make way for the autopsy.
The room was quite messy
On the safe on the right side of the TV, there are several fresh scratches, which seem to have been attempted to pry the door.
The middle compartment of the lattice window had been shattered, and the broken glass had been taped and had not fallen to the floor.
Pushing open the window, when the probe went out, you could see two strings of footprints leaving back and forth outside the window.
Mori Kogoro walked around, stood by the window and thought for a moment, then nodded, "I'm probably a little eyebrow-raising!" β
Conan stood next to him, also holding his chin, and gave a thoughtful "hmm".
Then the next second, he was punched to the head by Maori Kogoro, "What are you doing!" β
"......", Conan covered the bag on his head, looked at him depressedly, and walked away quietly.
Shiraki withdrew his gaze to the window, stood at the small table in the center of the room, and turned his head to see the medical teachers helping Dashan perform an autopsy.
On the floor at his feet, a checkered tablecloth had fallen, and blood was splattered on it.
At the same time, the edges of the small square tables could be seen to be splattered with blood, and they were neatly broken.
- This means that when the blood splattered on the table, it was still covered with a tablecloth. But then, someone lifted the tablecloth.
In addition, there was a trail of blood that spread from the edge of the table to the bottom of the mountain, and he seemed to be injured at the table, and then for some reason he desperately climbed to the wall and sat up on his knees.
Conan followed Mori Kogoro to look around, then ran to the feet of the white tree and took a turn, successfully noticing the many clues near the table.
Almost at the same time, he heard Tokita Shoji, who was conducting an autopsy, scold in a low voice, "The murderer is too much, and he actually splattered blood on the gold watch that Mr. Oyama is most proud of!" β
Kaori Nakahara glared at him, "Everyone is dead, and you still care about other people's watches?!" β
Tokita Shoji's face turned red, slightly annoyed and angry, "Who cares!" I can't just sigh casually? β
No one answered, and Tobita Shoji quieted down awkwardly, silently inspecting Oyama's wounds.
Ten minutes later, the medical team came to the conclusion that "the time of death was an hour and a half to two hours ago, that is, between 9:30 and 10 tonight." β
Shiraki recorded their words and sighed, "It's when Mr. Oyama was watching the TV series...... It's dangerous to be alone in a place like this. β
"......", the corner of Conan's mouth twitched, this conclusion is not quite right, normal people stay at home and watch TV, but it is not dangerous at all.
No one noticed his strange eyes, and Kanazawa continued, "Oyama-sensei has many wounds on his body, but the main fatal wound is in the lungs. β
He pointed to the knife still stuck in the body, "The cause of death was death by suffocation caused by the two stabs in the lungs." β
Xiaolan sighed, not understanding what the suffocation had to do with the knife wound, "Is it because I choked on blood?" β
Bai Shu shook his head, "If the lungs are pierced, it may cause the lungs to be unable to expand and not be able to breathe air...... This process of dying is quite painful. β
The soul at his feet nodded violently with tears, and Kanazawa Zhiyasu also sighed and agreed with this statement, "Before the teacher died, he struggled in pain for about 1015 minutes. β
Jiang Nan Guobu took off his gloves and put down his tied hair, with a sad expression, "This is simply torture and killing, who is so ruthless?" β
"It must have been done by some money-hungry thief! I've got it all! Kogoro Maori showed an expression that saw through everything
"What happened was that the murderer sneaked in from the window, attacked Mr. Oyama, who was addicted to watching the show, from behind, subdued him and tied him up, and then threatened him to tell him the password to the safe.
"But Mr. Oyama refused to say, and the murderer stabbed him several times in a fit of rage, and tried to destroy the safe with his own knife, but of course he didn't succeed, so in the end, he had to escape through the window again!"
Conan listened to this flawed reasoning and felt uncomfortable, pressed the corner of his forehead, turned to the white tree next to him, and asked in a low voice, "Won't you say something?" β
"Looks like it's time to say something." Bai Shu thought for a moment and nodded.
As soon as Conan breathed a sigh of relief, he heard the people next to him clapping, concisely and skillfully, "Wonderful!" β
"......", shut up! What about your dignity and discipline as a detective?!
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