Chapter 340: The Morgue
JO leads the way, with Ogata and Shiho following behind her.
Shiho is the first time to come to this kind of place, so he is a little curious about the qiē here. After all, the descriptions in books and TV series are different from reality.
The New York Police Department is divided into many floors and departments, and there are police officers who are responsible for all aspects of the investigation. There are also some places that resemble conference rooms and interrogation rooms, where most people are busy and rarely see people chatting and drinking tea.
The Forensic Identification Section, as a special department, is a separate section, located on one side of the Identification Section. When you walk in, you will have an olfactory taste.
Ogata's nose was very smart, so the pungent smell of formalin and other medical drugs made him frown. This feeling is like a person with excellent eyesight pulling his eyes closer to the LCD screen, which will be more dazzling than the average person.
He subconsciously looked at JO and Shiho walking beside him.
The former seems to have gotten used to the yiē here, indifferently. And Shiho may have been distracted by curiosity from the smell.
Inside, there were coroners in blue undershirts and white coats busy with the work at hand.
When Ogata saw these people, the first thing that came to mind was that he would graduate in the future, and if he said 'professional matching', then it must be the work they are engaged in now.
So no matter how you think about it, these coroners who are busy before and after are his predecessors.
"It's very cold here, and I don't come very often on weekdays. But you'd better be prepared, because you'll see something to say. Ogata: You're a forensic doctor. You should be clear, right? JO looked at Ogata behind her. Gave a look.
Hearing this, Ogata looked at Shiho beside him. Because he is a forensic doctor, he is obviously ready, and Shiho is a girl, and he is not engaged in this work, so it should be very uncomfortable to see that kind of bloody scene. So JO didn't say it directly, he wanted Ogata to advise Shiho not to follow up.
"It's okay." Shiho shook his head slightly. As usual, he said in a calm tone.
Ogata looked at JO: "Don't worry, she's not like an ordinary girl." With that, his eyes focused on Shiho's expression beside him.
Sure enough, when he said this, Shiho's expression changed slightly.
The changes were subtle, hidden under her almost indifferent expression, but they were captured by the attentive Ogata.
What kind of woman is Shiho? Ogata gradually understood, and gradually became familiar, familiar with her thoughts at a moment, and her views on certain things.
Shiho. She doesn't seem to want to hear 'she's different from normal girls'!
Ogata clenched his hand and felt the warmth of his palm. There was a flash of brilliance in his eyes.
"Alright, I'll take you to see the corpse of '7601'." JO shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the faces of Ogata and Shiho, and said slowly.
JO then seems to have found the head of the coroner's department to explain his intentions, and judging by the latter's nod, it should have been his consent.
"This JO, have you known each other for a long time?" Shiho said suddenly.
Ogata looked at her, slightly stunned, and nodded, "I had contact with it when I was in high school. ”
"Oh." Shiho stopped talking.
Ogata didn't find it inexplicable, because he was already used to this kind of dialogue, where there was no last sentence. In his opinion, Shiho will only talk about some things that she really finds interesting in her heart.
Before entering the actual morgue, Ogata and Shiho, including JO, changed into the equipment of the coroner's department, which was the same as the outside staff, with standard masks, lab coats, gloves, and hoods.
This is to prevent external factors such as dander and hair from being left on the corpse in the process of excavation, which affect the professional judgment of forensic medicine.
Ogata is familiar with this qiē, because he is the only professional forensic doctor among the three, and although JO is a police officer in the New York Police Department, he will not come to the coroner's office more often than the former.
But she's kind of experienced, so although she's slower than Ogata, she's still fully dressed.
And Shiho
"I'll help you with this hood." Ogata walked up to Shiho and took the hood from her hand.
Shiho looked at Ogata, who was very close in front of him, and was taken away by the other party without saying anything, and he didn't even have a chance to refute or refuse.
Ogata gently stretched out his hand and carefully stroked Shiho's short brown hair, each strand passing through his fingers like a stream, and the tip of his nose was no longer smelling formalin, but touch.
"You" Shiho looked up at Ogata, who was a head taller than herself, and she saw a faint smile on the corner of the other party's mouth.
Ogata did this and looked at Shiho: "Put on your mask, let's go in." ”
Shiho regained his usual complexion and nodded slowly.
The morgue was very cold, and in order to ensure the state of the corpse, the room temperature was below 0 degrees, and there was a sigh of air between the conversations.
Ogata looked at Shiho, who was worried about the other party's clothes
only to find that Shiho's gaze seems to fall on him as well!
JO according to the number, found the morgue, the corresponding storage locker.
Ogata stretched out his hand, took the key from JO, and the moment he pulled out the corpse cabinet, a pair of bare feet slowly came into the sight of the three people!
JO's face was as usual, and so was Shiho.
Ogata opened the entire corpse cabinet, and a completely naked female corpse brought a visual impact!
"Are you alright?" JO looked at Shiho beside him.
Shiho shook his head, staring directly at the cold, white, lifeless corpse.
"It's a complete corpse, and it's not so bad to accept." As JO spoke, he felt a little uneasy. Because of this business, she has seen intestines bulging out, heads exploding, and whole body burned.
Ogata's gaze was suddenly carried by this corpse!
His eyes fell on every part of the corpse, and his mind was racing.
Corpse. Immersive seeing. That's the truth!
And Ogata held out his hand. When you touch the corpse, you know that the hidden death process will emerge little by little.
This is his profession and his future work.
Shiho looked at the corpse, her eyes blinked, no one could look down on life and death, especially the people around her.
The deceased's name was Tomosa Aizawa, a Japanese woman studying biomedicine at Columbia University. He is 21 years old. Height of 1.62 meters, weight" JO took out a document about the deceased and handed it to Ogata.
Ogata glanced at the deceased's information, noting the number of her body before her death, as well as her medical history.
He slowly said to JO: "What about the forensic examination of the deceased? ”
"Here." JO handed another document to Ogata.
Ogata only took a few glances and knew that Shiho's opinion was not wrong, and there were many differences between this body and the cause of death displayed on the death report, which is the so-called suspicion.
And these suspicions, if combined, would overturn the irresponsible narrative of 'natural death'.
Ogata walked over to the side of the corpse. In the surprised gaze of JO and Shiho, he stretched out his two fingers. Through the gloves, press on the corpse's chest and abdomen with different pressures.
If there were other forensic colleagues here, they would be able to see the way, which was a kind of acupressure that forensic doctors would have used in the old century when they lacked tools.
Acupressure can be used to determine some of the liver and fluid inside the cadaver without dissecting the cadaver.
Ogata's acupressure method seems to be very different from what is depicted in most textbooks: the frequency of movement is low, and with each press, the surface of the corpse's skin will be raised due to the different distribution of force, rather than a simple depression.
A light seemed to light up in Ogata's eyes, and he tried to catch the feedback of the corpse being locked.
Shiho looked at him seriously, and recalled the energy he would show every time he came into contact with something he knew in his field. This is also where he is very different from ordinary people.
Ogata basically locked on to an area, narrowed the range from acupressure, and made a judgment. Above the corpse's chest, near the respiratory tract, he lifted the corpse with his arms, and then quickly tested the back of his neck and the position of his mouth.
After about ten minutes of busy work, JO glanced at his watch, looked at Ogata, who didn't know when it would be over, and said, "What's the eyebrow?" ”
"The deceased struggled, suffocated, and judging from my perspective as a medical examiner, she died from homicide!" Ogata came back to his senses, closed his eyes slightly, digested the information in his head, and slowly answered JO's question.
JO looked at him in surprise and wondered, "He killed?" ”
"Alcoholism, heart disease, is only indirect, and the direct cause of death is the first death phenomenon due to the occlusion of the deceased's respiratory system! And this phenomenon of death should be caused by a kind of pressure exerted by the outside world in addition to the physiological state! Ogata smiled slightly, and his tone was affirmative, but also determined.
He never jokes when it comes to his own professional judgment.
JO walked over to the corpse and looked at it carefully, but she didn't analyze the possibility of 'he killed' like Ogata, but because she had dealt with Ogata a few times before, she knew how credible Ogata's words were.
In her opinion, Ogata was the most powerful forensic doctor she had ever seen!
This is not a basis, but a simple belief.
"Ogata, you've got a problem for me." JO smiled helplessly: "If this case is redefined, it means that our police station will re-notify the family of the deceased, and the autopsy department will report it."
"But here's the truth." Ogata looked at Jo and said slowly, "We all follow the truth, so that the things we are obsessed with become meaningful!" When he said this, his eyes were condensed, and there was no sense of contrivedness. (To be continued......)