Ogata saw that the owner of this house was trembling with anger, and he said slowly, "If the cat didn't guess wrong, it should have been brought home, and if the blood stains on its body were cleaned, even a police dog would be difficult to catch." Moreover, the Metropolitan Police Department has relevant regulations that will not casually search your home with a police dog until you get conclusive evidence. ”

"As for the reaction to the blood-stained test that the glasses will leave on your temples, I'm talking nonsense. Glasses can indeed use the luminol reaction to detect that they have been contaminated with blood, but if you have washed it and there is no obvious heme attached to the surface, it will not indirectly affect your head, that is to say, the luminol reaction cannot detect the items that have been indirectly contacted. Ogata stared at the man, at his hands that had just been cuffed, and knew that in the rest of his life, he would have endless repentance and redemption in prison for the sins he had committed at this moment.

Next, the man confessed the process and facts of his crime, and the corpse that had disappeared was hidden by him in the study on the second floor. When Twilight is surprised to find out that he and the police have searched carefully, the man reveals all his methods and ideas, first trying to create an alibi by playing two roles and covering up the fact that his brother is dead.

After that, he planned to use the phone to broadcast the audio that had been recorded in advance, trying to create the illusion that his brother was still alive.

"Why did you kill your brother?" Twilight asked, including the one that was depressed on everyone's minds.

The man smiled bitterly: "He is my own brother, if possible, back to the beginning, he is a beautiful fiction writer, and I am the younger brother who admires him, maybe nothing will be born, maybe I am still living in a good time." ”

"But he gave me a reason to kill him, because my brother changed from the image in my memory to a lazy and vicious scumbag. He doesn't care about my brother at all, he only knows how to use my feelings, use my money, and spend it indiscriminately. ”

"I've had enough, he's the demon in my life!" The man closed his eyes, many images flashed in his mind, and his feelings affected everyone.

The man finally calmed down at the moment when he was taken away by the twilight, and he turned his head: "Mr. Forensic Doctor, if you are so powerful, how good it would be if you could change a person!" ”

Ogata looked at him with a sense of relief and relief that he had never seen before, and he knew that he still had one more thing to do, so he and Twilight applied to stay and help the forensics department with the follow-up work.

"Brother Ogata, it's great that you helped our junior detective team wash away their grievances!" Yuan Tai looked excited.

Ogata smiled, and he patted Harata on the shoulder, "If you think I'm good, I'll go to the forensic exam in the future, little one." ”

"Eh" Yuan Tai thought of having to deal with dead corpses every day, and after he fell into a reverie, his face suddenly became ugly.

And Mitsuhiko on the side showed full interest: "Brother Ogata, the reasoning just now is really amazing. If I could, I would grow up to be a forensic doctor like you! ”

"Well, come on!" Mitsuhiko Ogata said softly that he didn't know that today's events affected a person's fate. In Ogata's view, forensic doctors must be very mature in terms of mentality and professional skills, so now they talk too much with Mitsuhiko, and there is no way to train a juvenile forensic doctor.

Conan asked curiously at this time: "Isn't the follow-up work done by the forensics department?" Why did Ogata stay here? ”

“secret！” Ogata smiled and lifted his toolbox, and after saying goodbye to a few imps, he walked up to the second floor alone.

Ayumi and the others looked at Ogata's figure, and suddenly felt that the junior detective team should work harder, because this Ogata brother gave them too much impact, which made more reasoning plots emerge in the depths of their hearts

Walking up to the second floor, Ogata greeted his colleague who was in charge of cleaning up the scene and carrying the dead body, and after everyone had evacuated the scene, he found a reason to stay in the bedroom belonging to the murderer's brother.

He took out a lipstick that he had prepared on his body from his pocket and drew it on his hand like last time, and those very hideous symbols were like some kind of special logical formula, specifically for the invisible ghosts.

When Ogata slapped his palm on the rickety seat, steaming white smoke continued to rise, like boiling water, completely blurring the air, as if he saw a face twitch and twist in pain

After doing this qiē, Ogata felt that the Qi Diagram behind him had absorbed the qi that had just been scattered in the air, and it seemed to be a little more enriched.

In the process, he seemed to have some auditory hallucinations, because as if he heard the angry spirit all his strength, he said to him: "In the second row of drawers." ”

Ogata shook his head, he suspected that he had misheard, how could a faint cloud of anger transmit such a sound.

But when he left, he was still a little relieved, walked back to the bedroom, came to the bookcase, and opened the drawers in the second row according to the voice prompts he had heard.

But inside the drawer, it was full of manuscripts, and Ogata took all the manuscripts out of the drawer, and now at the bottom was a notebook.

The moment Ogata flipped through the notes, he knew that his brother, who should have been taken for interrogation at this moment, regretted not seeing it.

"Brother, I'm sorry, but I feel very guilty about my mistakes during this time. I can't face it, I can't face my past. Maybe you don't know that when my novels were affirmed by society, when my reputation was rising and my reputation was going in a good direction, my wife, that is, your sister-in-law, cheated on me behind my back and she said to me, you are just a man with no prospects, what else will you do except bury your head at home and write things every day? ”

"With resentment in my heart, after divorcing her, I couldn't find the original state of writing, and what I wrote was very bad, disgusted by the publishing house and abused by readers. I was such a failure, I had nothing else to prove myself but writing. So I didn't mean to bother you, but I had very little money left, and I simply lost the ability to support myself."

"It's painful, it's very painful, my brother shouldn't hate me, right? I think about it a lot, but what I do is disgusting even to me. Without the ability to live, without spiritual sustenance, without family, I have nothing, and I hope to go back to the time when you were still in college, looking at me with adoring eyes. ”

"I'm sorry, brother. I need a sum of money, I need a sum of money to go to the insurance company for insurance. Use this money to repay what I owe you these days. As an elder brother, there is no way to make you feel proud, but I, who am an elder brother, will use my last ability to prove myself! ”

When Ogata reads this, there is a wet mark underneath the current note.

"I will choose to end my life, and this insurance compensation is my last effort as an older brother! Yiqiē can't go back to the good times, and his brother is no longer the writer who is admired, even if he is a scum and a waste, he has to do his best to create happiness for his younger brother. ”

"Live well, brother hopes you forgive."

Ogata closed the note slowly, and sighed slightly, knowing that it was too late, and from the mouth of the murderer who was taken away, he knew that the moment he really started to kill was precisely because his brother found a reason to blackmail him for money.

But he would never have dreamed that there is a kind of love called family affection!

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