"That's right." Ogata nodded, "There are some detailed symptoms on the surface of the deceased's corpse, which are the pinhole-like corpse spots that formed on the surface of the corpse after the pore contraction mentioned by Dr. Russell. The reason why these corpse spots will gradually appear after the death of the corpse is that the deceased had a full-body pore occlusion before death, and there was an expansive recovery after death. In short, these pores are like a rubber band that pulls open and returns to its original shape as soon as you let go. It's just that it happens in the human body, and it takes a long time. ”

"The pore occlusion that these deceased experienced before their lives is inseparable from the electric fan we see now!"

Ogata patiently explained, "The so-called pressure exerted by a specific environment is the death of suffocation with the weakest sex of the death table!" The electric fan is regarded as the murder weapon in the whole case, so the method probably used by the murderer, simply put, is the low pressure of the wind caused by the rapid rotation of the fan blades, which quickly poured into the respiratory tract of the deceased, causing strong pressure in the process of breathing. When exhaling, the strong wind will take away most of the force coming out of the mouth and nose. When inhaling, the air flow quickly pours into the lobes of the lungs, causing the digestive system of the esophagus to twist, causing the respiratory system to form a backflow. A large amount of saliva flowed from the corners of the deceased's mouth and nose, so if we sleep with the windows open, if we are blown by the wind for a night, we will definitely find that the corners of our mouths will be stained with some traces of saliva uncontrollably when we wake up in the morning. ”

"However, in fact, there is another way for humans to breathe, which is to breathe through their own pores, but the frequency of this breathing is very low. So when the fan blows over a large area to the body of the deceased. The deceased was below the horizontal. Due to the coverage of low pressure. The pores around the body are blocked, and the skin cannot be used to fight for enough breathing. It also confirms the mysteries that we can only see from corpses now. ”

As he said this, Ogata felt as if he had gained a sense of pleasure.

Because when everyone is immersed in his reasoning, the self-evident sense of accomplishment is simply incomprehensible to others.

"Smack!" I don't know who it was, but at the moment when Ogata was stunned, there was an abrupt clapping.

When Ogata's gaze returned to the crowd, JO smiled. Stand up and clap your hands. Then, like her, other NYPD officers gave them a round of applause.

Because of the suspicion at the beginning, to the current convincing, the Asian face in their eyes presented excellent forensic inferences, like a powerful riposte, refuting everyone's resistance to the matter of 'overturning the case'!

Several of the people next to him stood up, and Russell looked embarrassed, because of these people for Ogata. The most intense and affectionate is him. As a medical examiner. He even came up with some thoughts after some deductions, that is, his experience and knowledge combined would not be as powerful as a ghost.

How is this possible?

But now, he had no reason to despise or even ridicule this young man!

No matter what era or what kind of country, they all believe in the master as a teacher. The forensic profession is inconspicuous, but in Russell's view, it is a series of mountains, and only a few have been crossed by himself. And this kid who I heard hasn't graduated yet, seems to have crossed more

"And what about the murderer? Is there a way to deduce this? JO asked directly. Although she is well aware that the autopsy of Ogata Guò and a series of inferences have determined the possibility of homicide, it seems that it is up to them to find out the culprit of the case.

But at this time, the magic that Ogata came out of Xiàn still made her can't help but ask. After all, it can be said that there is no clue about the murderer, and it is very difficult for them to start investigating.

Ogata looked at JO's anticipation and couldn't help but smile: "I don't know who the murderer is, but it's clear that he has a close relationship with the deceased, and he should be the person she usually contacts the most." Therefore, as long as the police investigate the call records of the deceased in detail, they will be able to find out some clues. ”

"Oh?" JO'S EYES LIT UP WHEN HE HEARD THIS.

"As I said, it sounds simple, but it's brilliantly clever. Ordinary people, who should not have heard of a similar way of killing. Judging from the distance and technique, the scope of the murderer's lockdown should be the students of our school, science students who have read some detective novels. And in addition to being clever, this technique is also very gentle and subtle, isn't it? I don't think the murderer wants to kill people in a way that is directly harmful, and to end the life of the deceased, he uses a funeral death method to send her away quietly. ”

Ogata unfolded his mind and slowly analyzed JO.

JO nodded slightly, and what Ogata said made a lot of sense, giving her a general idea and direction. But this is enough, she believes that in a few days, the real murderer will surface.

"Thank you, Ogata!" JO held out his hand.

Ogata shook the other man's palm and chuckled, "We'll have a chance to work together in the future." ”

"That's right, I think after you graduate, you will definitely choose to work in our New York Police Department, right?"

"Hmm. I guess I think so, after all, I can't find a better place to work. ”

Ogata is telling the truth, the most developed country in the world is the United States, and the forensic profession here is also the most developed and highly valued. If there was no other reason, he would have chosen to stay here.

After all, there is a home here, there are things he likes, and there are people he likes

Thinking of this, Ogata's eyes secretly glanced at Shiho, who was standing aside and always indifferent.

found that she was standing there quietly, although her face was not smiling, but her eyes seemed to be much gentler and kinder, no longer so cold and rejecting people thousands of miles away

Delusion? Ogata was stunned.

"Hehe, I won't bother you." JO suddenly pursed his lips and smiled.

After she left, only Ogata and Shiho were left in the large hallway.

"You're amazing." Shiho slowly opened his mouth, his eyes under his brown hair slightly evading Ogata's gaze, and his voice was very low.

"Huh?"

Hearing Shiho's praise, Ogata didn't come to his senses for a while, and the next second, he was calm, and he actually blushed rarely.

Unlike others who praise him, this is Shiho!

"Thank you." Calm and calm, Ogata didn't know what to answer, but he just felt his face burn and his 'mood' beating violently.

Shiho stopped talking, but turned around and walked all the way down the stairs of the hallway.

Looking at her back, Ogata imagines an impulsive big boy who unscrupulously shouts "I like you!" But he knew that he could melt her power, definitely not in three or two sentences.

When Ogata quickened his pace and walked over to Shiho's side.

He hesitated, observed.

But I found one thing

Under the corner of Shiho's eye, a teardrop hung from it.

When Ogata's eyes fell on her eyes, it was found to be red!

She cried?

Shibao her

Ogata's eyes looked at her in a daze, and his heart 'thumped', as if he had hit his chest, he couldn't imagine such a picture, let alone understand or even be relieved that this scene happened!

Because, perhaps, he doesn't understand yet.

After walking a few steps with her, Ogata took a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her.

Shiho stopped, not wiping away the tears that made Ogata feel like they were piercing his eyes

Her voice remained indifferent: "Why do you have a choice?" ”

Why you can choose!

Ogata looked at her, and he wanted to answer, but there was no answer.

"Your life, you can choose, choose what you like" Shiho clenched his palms, and his voice became trembling.

Ogata didn't speak for a long time.

He's like a piece of wood standing in front of Shiho!

Because he's thinking, his mind is messed up

When Shiho's tears dried up and tears flowed from the depths of his eyes again, Ogata felt that his thinking was broken one by one in an instant, and the so-called calmness and thinking, under the impact of emotion, were just ridiculously stupid!

"And me!" Shiho held back what he wanted to say, but from her eyes, in her pupils, what Ogata saw was the sadness that was suppressed, controlled, and restrained.

In this moment.

"I like you!"

Ogata stopped for a moment in his confusion, restrained, looked at her, and spoke out earnestly.

Shiho's eyes widened, and Ogata's figure was reflected in the image she had captured.

"I like you!"

Ogata stepped forward, stretched out his arms, and without saying a word, took Shiho into his arms.

It's impulsive!

If she refuses, if she hates it, she will be like losing the kite she is pulling with the string in her hand, and there will be no contact with her again.

"I like you!"

Seeing that Shiho was in his arms, Ogata didn't rush to resist, he was like a hooligan, and he put his mouth close to her cheek and said slowly.

It's as if the whole person is burning because he hugged Shiho. Because it's hard to believe that each other is so close.

Ogata hugged him tightly, and what he felt was no longer Shiho's indifference, but a trace of warmth, wisps of warmth that slowly passed through his body.

This feeling made Ogata even reckless.

He just wanted to stay for a second longer, a second!

His lips trembled slightly, and Shiho's face kept changing.

White for a while, then red.

Her tears were already shaking, falling.

"Get out of here." Shiho's voice was a little frightened, she wanted to deliberately maintain her indifference, but found that another voice popped out of her throat.

It sounds out of tune and a little harsh.

However, when it came to Ogata's ears, it seemed to be a lot gentler. (To be continued......)