"Lan Ke'er, it's a pleasure to meet you." Ogata said with a smile in standard Chinese to the nervous girl standing in front of him.

Hearing this, Lan Keer looked at Ogata in surprise and said with her mouth closed: "Do you know Chinese?" Are you Chinese? ”

"Well, you can understand it that way. I am a native Chinese, but I was born in Japan and settled in the United States. Ogata thought for a moment and briefly introduced her identity, as this would reduce her vigilance and shorten the distance between the two.

Now Ogata only hopes that his murder will not be exposed at this time, otherwise he will face a double blow from the black-clad organization and the police, even if he has a certain reputation in Japan at that time, but in front of the law and these killers who kill people without blinking, it will not help.

Now that I have basically stabilized this little girl's love, the next step is to be easy!

Ogata had to do everything he could to dispose of the body, otherwise it would be terrible if someone called for a ladder or the security guards in charge of the surveillance footage found out about the situation.

And Lan Ke'er, who was standing opposite, was also in a complicated mood, her mind was very chaotic, she never thought that she would encounter such a thing when she came to the elevator room. Recently, she has been under a lot of pressure because of her studies and family, and now she feels like her nerves are about to collapse when she sees the blood staining the floor and the dead body lying on the ground.

Fortunately, this young-looking police officer is a handsome guy who looks gentle and kind.

And more importantly, in this kind of foreign country, she was able to meet a Chinese American. You can communicate in your native language. It is a kind of intimacy between compatriots in itself.

Unconsciously. She dispelled many of her fears and panics, and calmly faced the corpse and the young police officer standing in front of her.

"Can you hold this button down for me?" Ogata looked at Lan Ke'er and motioned for her to come over and press and hold the light button on the elevator door to keep it open.

After Lan Ke'er heard his explanation, she nodded obediently. Still a little afraid to look at the blood and the corpse, she reached out her palm sideways and pressed the elevator button that Ogata was pointing at.

Ogata returned to the elevator. Glancing at Cohen's dead body, the completely hollowed blood hole in his neck had dried up and was no longer bleeding. His eyes were wide round, as if he had responded to the phenomenon of 'not turning a blind eye to death', which would retain the symptoms and expressions of the dead after death.

He gently reached out and took Cohen's fallen cap and placed it over his frozen face.

Immediately after, Ogata stood up and took off the coat he was wearing, a black woolen coat.

Ogata in a shirt. Lower back again, under Lan Ke'er's gaze. The coat gently wrapped Cohen's corpse, which seemed to ease the terrifying atmosphere that could not be dispersed in the elevator room.

Because he was busy dealing with Lan Ke'er just now, he ignored one thing, and he only did it now.

Ogata pulled out a box of cigarettes, as well as a lighter and room card, and a very ordinary cell phone from the pocket of Cohen's body.

He grabbed his phone and quickly checked the list of contacts in Cohen's phone that he kept in his address book. If possible, Ogata must find out the details of the other members of the Blackcoat through this guy's network.

But it didn't surprise Ogata, the same as that bastard of gin. Damn it, not a single contact inside, completely empty!

And the call logs, as well as the text messages, seem to have been deliberately processed by him, and no clues have been left.

Ogata thought for a moment, time was limited, and he couldn't drag it out like this.

"Do you know what the phone number is at the front desk of the hotel?" Ogata looked at Lan Ke'er, who had been silent.

Lan Ke'er fumbled in her pocket for a moment, then pulled out a business card.

"Read it to me." Ogata said lightly.

Hearing this, Lan Keer did not refuse, and clearly read a set of phone numbers on the hotel business card to Ogata.

After the latter wrote it down, he immediately used Cohen's mobile phone to dial the phone number of the front desk of the hotel.

"Hello? Hello, how can I help? Soon, the voice of the black receptionist that Ogata had heard before came from the phone that Ogata had heard before.

"I found a mobile phone in the elevator, I want to know this mobile phone number, has the hotel been registered, which room is the guest? I want to send my phone over now and return it to its original owner. Ogata said calmly.

Hearing this, the black receptionist was stunned, and then said, "In this way, sir, wait a minute, I'll help you check." ”

Ogata waited for the results of her inquiry, knowing that he was betting on this guy named 'Cohen', who was using the phone card he was using in his phone when booking a hotel room.

If there is a registration in the hotel, you can find out this guy's room.

"Hello, sir, I helped you find out that this mobile phone number has indeed been registered in this hotel, and the room number is 1704. If the owner of the room is not there, you will give us your phone at the front desk and we will return it to the owner of the room. The black receptionist said politely on the phone.

Ogata smiled and replied, "Well, I will." If I don't get in touch with him, I'll hand it back to you as soon as possible. Nothing more, goodbye. With that, he hung up.

Suddenly, he noticed Lan Ke'er, who had been helping him press the button on the elevator door, and his face changed at this time, and his eyes looked at him a little wrong.

"What's wrong?" Ogata asked directly.

Lan Ke'er's nervous lips trembled: "Are you really a policeman?" ”

Hearing her words, Ogata couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this little girl is not stupid, Tong Guò should have noticed some clues when she called the front desk by herself just now.

But he won't allow it now, things have changed.

"Trust me." Ogata's gaze stared at Lan Ke'er and said sincerely.

God gave Ogata a decent face, plus he usually worked as a forensic doctor to help the police solve the case. A special temperament has been developed. So between a few short words. Still produced convincing power.

"But"

"I'm going to dispose of the corpse as much as possible. In order not to startle the snake and alarm his other companions, this corpse can only be temporarily arranged in the hotel room booked by this guy before his death. Ogata patiently explained to Lan Ke'er, because now he needed the absolute trust of this girl.

And Lan Ke'er

After convincing her again, Ogata raised the elevator to the 17th floor.

He told Lan Ke'er to go to the hallway on the 17th floor to see if anyone else was there, in the process of making sure she was sure.

Ogata summoned the figure of 'Sawei' from the depths of his palm, and the silver-white scalpel that had helped him through many crises and difficulties, and always accompanied him, appeared in sight.

At this time, Lan Ke'er was not there. If she saw the scalpel coming out of Ogata's body, she would be terrified.

"Zuowei, help me clean up the scene!" Ogata gave the order directly.

Hearing this, Sawei, who has reached a bridge of communication with Ogata's mind, is the soul medium, driving the puddle of blood that the scalpel flies to the ground.

When the tip of the scalpel touched the almost coagulated blood, it trembled rapidly, and an invisible wave spilled out into a small area. Suddenly, the blood water, which was originally static, was like boiling water

Gangqi!

Ogata's hand pulled the scalpel with a line of condensed gas. The scalpel converts these released gases into a large amount of hot melt properties.

Call. hiss

In the sight, those boiling blood turned into wisps of red mist, and with a rotten stench, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the hot ground and the pungent smell that did not dissipate.

When Lan Ke'er returned, she could no longer see the large pool of blood on the ground.

Before she could ask, Ogata took the initiative to speak, "How is it?" Is there anyone on this level? ”

Lan Ke'er shook her head: "I didn't hear the slightest movement, and no one appeared in the corridor. ”

"Hmm." Ogata smiled slightly and nodded understandingly.

Then he walked over to the corpse hidden by his trench coat, stretched out an arm, and lifted it with great force. Looking at the corpse of more than 100 catties, it was so light that Lan Ke'er was a little surprised.

You must know that the Ogata she saw, with a well-proportioned body but not a strong body, it is really hard to imagine that he would have such strength.

"Let's go." Ogata drove the corpse and walked in front, while Lan Ke'er followed, and the two of them walked one after the other to the corridor of the 17th-floor hotel.

Along the way, in order to prevent the corpse's shoes from dragging the ground, Ogata almost let it lie on top of him. It was as if he was holding a drunken man who was drunk, unconscious, and limp on top of him.

Doing so naturally made Lan Keer stay away. Because she never dared to face it, it was a corpse.

Come to the room at house number 1704!

Ogata tentatively knocked on the door, but no one answered.

The reason why he was so bold to come directly to the gathering of the black-clad organization, most of the members would choose the floor where they lived, to hide the corpses, was because these guys were pretentious smart people, and they would never suspect that their companions would die right under their noses.

Moreover, Ogata believes that if the meeting takes place tomorrow, then it is possible that a small number of members have not yet arrived. So Cohen, if he doesn't show up in a short period of time, there should be no problem.

Ogata used Cohen's key card to open the door to the hotel room.

He dragged the corpse and walked into this hotel with Lan Ke'er, the most expensive luxury room.

Seeing that no one noticed them, Ogata hurriedly closed the door.

And Lan Ke'er looked at him nervously, as if she realized something, she was a little afraid, and asked aloud, "Can I go?" ”

"Hmm." Ogata nodded slowly.

Lan Ke'er was relieved, she just went to open the door.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't sue anyone else." Ogata looked at her back and finally admonished. As a Chinese girl, his murderous intent has dropped to its lowest point.

But it doesn't mean that because she is Chinese and has done things that affect the overall situation, she will let her go. So before she left, when she got up close, Ogata secretly put a bugging charm on her body.

He only hopes. This girl is really tight-lipped. Don't do anything superfluous.

Lan Ke'er nodded slightly.

I saw that she was very obedient. Ogata watched her leave calmly

Walking out of the room, Lan Ke'er's face turned pale, recalling the scenes that had happened before, she felt as if she had experienced a terrible disaster.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't sue anyone else."

Recalling what the young officer had said, and his meaningful eyes, Lan Ke'er's palms were covered with sweat.

She was at the last minute. A trace of coldness was caught from the bottom of the other party's eyes.

It's like a chill that makes you fall into the abyss!

Lan Ke'er breathed hard, and the more she thought about it, the more wrong it became.

gradually found that he seemed to have been deceived by this man, because he was not a police officer at all, how could a police officer secretly hide the body, and then warn her not to go to the police?

Moreover, even if he is a police officer, can he kill people casually?

Or sneaky killing!

Thinking that she was very likely to help a murderer and complete the process of hiding the corpse, Lan Ke'er felt that her heart was beating more and more violently.

She took the elevator and looked at the elevator number from 17. All the way to 16, 15, 14

Looking at the surface of the elevator under his feet, it seems that there is a scene in front of him. The blood stains that disappeared.

Breathing is getting shorter and shorter, and there is a feeling of oppression!

Lan Ke'er suddenly covered her head, painfully not to think about it, but she seemed to have a hard time getting through this in her heart, completely forgetting about Jì and Ogata, and the things related to the corpse.

When she arrived at the first floor, the first floor was spacious and bright, and when the whole person lifted her spirit, she suddenly had an extra voice in her heart.

"No, that guy is a murderer, if he wasn't a policeman, wouldn't he be helping a murderer commit a crime in disguise?"

Lan Keer thought of this, looking at the men and women who were talking and laughing, chatting in the café on the first floor, and the hotel security guards who seemed to know nothing yawning and patrolling.

She exhaled desperately a few breaths of air, and finally walked straight to the hotel front desk.

There are so many people here, so many pairs of eyes here

They will protect themselves and nothing will happen.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't sue anyone else."

Lan Ke'er's steps were heavy, and her mind was full of Ogata's voice, which tried to stop her

But she seemed to be full of confidence in the bright lights and under the gaze of others. Because no one can do anything to her in broad daylight.

When she came to the hotel front desk, Lan Ke'er was covered with sweat and her lips were dry and white.

"Miss, is there anything you need?"

The black female receptionist, looking at Lan Keer, whose face was not in a good state, was a little strange, but she still asked politely.

Lan Ke'er hesitated, she struggled!

The man killed someone.

He's a murderer, not a policeman, and those are just lies to deceive his trust.

"I have something I want to ask you for." Lan Ke'er finally spoke, and made a lot of determination.

The black female receptionist, with a smile on her face, hurriedly said, "Well, please speak." ”

"Please call me for me" Lan Ke'er swallowed her saliva and continued.

She wanted to say, please help me call 119, there was a murder in this hotel just now, and the murderer is now on the 17th floor, he is pretending to be a police officer, like a nobody.

However, suddenly Lan Ke'er felt a mental shock, and then it seemed that what she saw in front of her became in a trance.

Originally, when it came to his mouth, it seemed that it was difficult to continue, and the whole person was like being evil, and a voice kept ringing in his heart.

"Miss, are you not feeling well?" The receptionist's eyes instantly became hollow when he saw Lan Ke'er, like a puppet, and the whole person stood in place in a daze, as if he had lost his soul.

Lan Ke'er waved her hand.

"It's okay, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Lan Ke'er turned around inexplicably, and then walked towards the elevator entrance.

The black woman watched her out of her sight, thinking she was entertaining herself, and cursed to herself, "Nervous." ”

The body was placed in the bathtub in the bathroom.

The whole living room was lit with a faint dim light.

Ogata sat on the couch, holding his forehead with his hand, and looked at the pen on the coffee table and the white paper in front of him. After a long time, he sighed, and the expression on his face could not be changed.

The fountain pen was the one that the garden gave him as a gift.

The paper, on the other hand, is slightly wrinkled, with a series of folded lines, as if the paper fragments had been folded before.

The shredded paper, stained with traces of fountain pen water, is a regular writing format.

With the help of the light, you can clearly see the handwriting left over from the Japanese.

"The deceased, Lan Keer, take the elevator to the roof of the Cecil Hotel, where a huge aquarium jumped into it and suffocated to death!"

Ogata retrieved his pen and put it in his jacket pocket. In her mind, she recalled the dodgy look in her eyes when she left this room, and she had already guessed the result.

And this result is to force Ogata to kill her!

"I'm sorry." Ogata crumpled the handwritten piece of paper into a ball.

He closed his eyes, his mind halted for a few seconds.

Then he opened his eyes again, and Ogata walked over to the bathtub where the corpse was kept.

Inside the bathtub, Cohen's corpse had gradually shown a state of stiffness, and his face was very hideous

As a forensic doctor, Ogata is definitely an expert in this area.

If you consider it only from the results and concealment.

Try adding quicklime and salt brine to the bathtub and filling it with water.

After a period of time, the water is released, at which point the corpse is left with only a few muscles, internal organs, and intact bones, and then repeats until only bones remain.

Take the bones out of the tub and pour a generous amount of toilet cleaner down the drain with the acidic elimination of domino reactions. The bones are broken with a boning knife and put in the pressure cooker for dozens of hours, then put in vinegar for several hours, the hammer is crumbled, and the toilet is flushed.

So, this is almost the most covert way to dispose of corpses in the whole world.

But to do so, it's a waste of time, it's a waste of time, it's a waste of time, it's a waste of time, it's a waste of time, it's a waste of time, it's a waste of

Killing someone, there is no way, in order to live.

And destroying corpses doesn't need to be so disgusting at all! (To be continued......)