Chapter 335: Her in Memory
Conan doesn't know why Ogata wants to go to Columbia, but he is now sitting in Ogata's car, and he has no choice but to go with him.
"Are you so worried about me? Stinky boy! Ogata didn't look back, and said slowly as he drove.
Because this time he returned to Kudo Shinichi's body, it was really risky, if the alcohol couldn't suppress the effect of the medicine at all, it would have other side effects, and even let him lose his life. So whether it's worth it to do something meaningless so desperately may be a matter of opinion.
Conan's eyes flickered, and he was a little silent: "After going through so many things, it's because I don't want Xiaolan to leave my sight, because I'm afraid that I will lose her." β
"Don't be so stupid next time, because Xiaolan has you in her heart, don't doubt this." Ogata smiled faintly.
He understood the feeling, and saw the loss in Conan's eyebrows beside him, once upon a time he was in the city, and he experienced the same loss of soul.
When Shiho told him about the breakup, he noticed the strangeness between Shiho's words and in his eyes, and said such a decisive word, if he had been someone else, he would have given up this relationship a long time ago.
But Ogata is still persistent, and from the United States to Japan, he has been looking for Shiho, the girlfriend he dated in college.
In this process, the only thing Ogata is convinced of is that Shiho still loves him, and he has a reason to persecute her, so he proposes to break up!
So in terms of feelings, Ogata's only experience is to say 'stay the course' in four words!
"Don't worry, you want to quickly change back to Kudo Shinichi's eagerness I know, so that black-clad organization. There are also special medications that make your body smaller. I'll be sure to keep an eye out. The solution to the kuΓ i occurs in the barrier between you and Xiaolan. β
Ogata said confidently to Conan.
Conan looked at him in some surprise: "Are you to Xiaolan?"
"Don't worry, in the world of feelings, I have my persistence. Xiaolan is my family and my lovely cousin, do you understand? β
Ogata smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, stretched out a hand, and stroked Conan's little head.
Conan looked at Ogata with some distraction, not even dodging his palm. Because this cousin doesn't seem to be as hateful as he imagined!
New York, the largest city in the developed world, is even more spectacular than Tokyo.
It is the most populous city in the United States and a multi-ethnic and diverse city. As the core of the United States, it has a direct impact on the global economy, finance, media, politics, education, entertainment and fashion. New York exerts a huge global presence in business and finance.
And its most representative institution is Ogata's alma mater, which is like a thunderous 'Columbia University' for many students!
Along the way, Ogata's gaze faded into the familiar scenery that he had been running for four years. He watched the blond Americans shopping and chatting, and the plaques in English on the streets and alleys. I was completely convinced that I had left Japan at this moment and landed on the land of the United States.
Americans have an open sense of competition, and when Ogata drives a Rolls-Royce into the vicinity of Columbia University, there are young black men in coupes, whistling at them
They are young, rebellious, full of blood and passion.
Ogata just laughed back, he wouldn't really race with them, or swear or something. Because of the two lives, his heart has already matured.
If someone really pushes him here, the scalpel flies out and kills the other party!
Park your car in the parking lot near the campus, and Ogata and Conan get out of the car. Their combination is strange, a dark-haired Asian face who leads a little imp of the same skin color into Columbia, a prestigious university.
Conan was the first time to come to this world-ranked university, and he was full of curiosity about the campus.
Although he is a detective, although he has solved many cases, as a high school student, he has expectations for everything in college.
Maybe it's because Conan is the only kid in and out of the college campus.
Along the way, there are many girls with European faces, trying to get close and ravage his face, but they are all avoided by Conan's little ghost.
"Looks like you're very popular." Ogata quipped to Conan on the side.
"They all treated me like a cute little kid." Conan said helplessly.
Ogata couldn't help but smile: "But pleasing girls like this is something that many people can't envy." β
"If it were a kiss or something, I wouldn't have refused." The Conanan replied.
When Ogata heard this, he let out an "oh" and suddenly said with bad intentions: "I want to sue SΓΉ Xiaolan." β
Conan pouted, he didn't believe it, apparently this cousin was teasing him.
Led by Ogata, he came to a place that resembled a school building.
"Where is this?" Conan's gaze fell on the building in front of him, and he asked curiously about the 'host' Ogata.
After a pause, Ogata replied simply, "It's a forensic research office building." We do dissection and practice, as well as display medical equipment and related research, all of which are carried out here. β
His eyes encompassed it, recalling the youth of his college days, and he exhaled calmly, and returned here again, as if he had a lot of thoughts that were different from before.
On the first floor of the building, there is something like an access control.
Ogata pulled out his wallet, took out a cardboard from it, and swiped it.
Conan noticed that the cardboard, which was used as a proof of entry, seemed to have a picture of Ogata.
As for the rest of the content, because it flashed by, he didn't see it clearly, so he was put away by Ogata.
The door was unlocked, and Ogata led Conan to the inside of the building. The latter's eyes were immediately attracted by the lighting and decoration of the building, because since it was a place to deal with the dead, they should choose cool colors, but there was plenty of light here, and the walls were painted in warm colors.
Walk straight to the elevator. Ogata said to Conan, "You know the forensic profession. What is your role at Columbia? β
Conan shook his head. Because I don't understand, I don't pretend to be smart.
"The number of students majoring in this major is the smallest and the lowest graduation rate among all medical majors, and even all professional fields!" Ogata walked to the elevator, pressed the number '5', and waited for the door to close.
Conan understood what he meant, though. But what is Ogata trying to express?
"Most of my graduates only went on to get a bachelor's degree. I was the only one who made it to my master's degree. So when I graduated and walked out of this campus, the school made an invitation."
"I was hired as a tutor for the forensic science major at Columbia University, and I returned to my alma mater when I had time to share the forensic cases I had gained in society with these juniors and sisters."
When the elevator doors opened, Ogata smiled calmly at Conan.
"So"
Conan's eyes widened in disbelief, Ogata was a teacher at a prestigious university in Colombia, in addition to being a forensic doctor.
It's a staggering status.
"As a forensic doctor, I watched the people around me misunderstand and hate this profession. There's no way around it. Therefore, I agreed to the school to let more forensic doctors gain experience. Consideration for the name of the profession. Now that I'm back in New York, and I have time and heart, I want to come back and do my duty to share with them what I've seen and heard these days. β
Ogata looked at the qiΔ here, still so familiar, and sighed with emotion, and said his thoughts to Conan.
"Knock knock!"
There was a knock on the door of an office, and Ogata and Conan were standing outside.
When the door was opened, they were greeted by a European face with gray hair and wrinkled skin on their faces.
"Ogata?"
The old man blurted out his name when he saw the familiar Asian face.
"I'm back!" Ogata opened his arms, a big smile on his face, and hugged the thin old man, who was nearly sixty years old.
His name is 'Kate', and he is a well-known professor in the field of forensic science, and he is also the teacher who studied systematically in Ogata's life!
In the midst of a barren number of forensic science instructors in Colombia, Professor Kate has served as a tutor for many courses, constantly passing on her experience and professional skills to bring forensic science professionals to the United States and around the world!
"Stinky boy, really" Kate was a little excited when she saw that it was Ogata, because the most satisfying student he had taught over the years was Ogata. This is an Asian face that he didn't pay attention to at first.
Ogata felt the teacher's emotions fluctuate and smiled, "How is it, are you okay?" β
"It's okay, it's okay, that's right!" Kate seemed to remember something and pulled Ogata into his office.
Conan waited for them outside the door, looking boredly.
"I found it for you!" Professor Kate, opening his drawer, rummaged through the pile of materials and textbooks.
Ogata watched him do this, looked at the professor's old appearance, and sighed in his heart.
Although Columbia University is a well-known institution in the world, it does not know that the existence of forensic science majors is extremely embarrassing, and it faces difficulties in recruiting students and low graduation rates. If it weren't for this Professor Kate, who insisted on holding on to the qiΔ here, he might have erased the so-called 'forensic science profession' long ago.
"Ogata, is this it?"
Professor Kate held out his hand, revealing something in his palm.
Hearing this, eyes are focused on it!
When Ogata saw it, he was shocked, and there were many things flashing in his eyes, and he slowly went to take it, moving cautiously
Because once, he searched for it.
The moment he touched it, many things came to Ogata's mind.
Whether it is a memory or an emotion, it is the most cherished touch hidden in the depths of the heart!
Two years ago.
"Ogata, help me sort out the information here." The gray-haired old man sitting at his desk, Professor Kate, who was trying to write down something, instructed his proud student to sort through the mess of papers in the corner.
Hearing this, Ogata nodded.
"Here are some materials about 'deep autopsy', except for the police department's database, I should be the only one in the United States who has the most complete content." Professor Kate laughed. Said proudly.
Ogata had become accustomed to the professor often bragging about his experience in front of his students. And he has accumulated so many case materials.
So while sorting out these texts. He just smiled and said, "But it's all recorded by you, teacher, it's really rare." β
"I'm an old man who doesn't like to use printers, but I still think it's safer to use the pen in my hand and write it down for safekeeping." Professor Kate said with a little sternness.
While Professor Kate is busy with his business and not distracted by Ogata.
Ogata spends his boring time sorting out these materials. While Professor Kate wasn't looking at him, he took out his phone and quickly found the text message function.
"Do you have time to eat?"
His fingers were long, and he pressed the buttons of his phone quickly. When the light of the screen reflected on Ogata's face, he smiled happily.
Because this text message is sent to the person you like!
Not long ago, he met a cool girl because of a case. She is also Asian, and she is a student in the same school, both in terms of her looks and ability, which makes Ogata feel excited.
Because Ogata likes short hair. A girl with neat and neat eyes and charm. And she is the goddess in his eyes.
Although he treats himself extremely coldly, he always looks like he ignores him, but under Ogata's soft grinding and hard bubbles, he still has to get her mobile phone number.
Even if no relationship has been established, whether it is a friend or not is two words. But having the other party's phone in hand is like the first brick of the Great Wall, as long as you add bricks and tiles, you will definitely be able to see hope
Ogata gives himself motivation, and he has never had the perseverance and confidence to pursue girls as he does now. He insisted on texting her every day, even if it was as boring as he was now.
The phone vibrated and rang, and Ogata, who was listlessly sorting out the information, hurriedly looked at the reply text message that appeared on the phone screen.
"Not available."
Ogata smiled wryly and saw the brief words below the contact 'Miyano Shiho'. As always, the cold attitude is absolutely disappointing.
It is said that dating is the first step to success, but now this girl doesn't even give her a chance to see herself, so how can she talk about anything else?
Putting down the phone, Ogata sighed.
Towards the end of the evening, Ogata said goodbye to Professor Kate and his classmates from the same major, and his home was nearby, so he went home except for the first semester when the school had to stay in the dormitory.
This also made another Asian student studying abroad in the same major envious!
The campus in Columbia is very large, and it takes about 15 minutes to get from the teaching building of the forensic medicine major to the school gate.
Although the forensic medicine major is very remote and deserted, there are surprisingly many professional courses, which are not stipulated by the school, but the teacher above Ogata, Professor Kate, who has spent his life studying forensic science.
He had a lot of respect for the teacher.
There is a lot to be gained from Professor Kate, which is far more practical than the autopsy work that Ogata did entirely on machinery and instruments in his previous life! Therefore, I often hear this teacher say that modern technology can only lift the veil on the surface, but cannot penetrate the essence of the matter.
While walking, Ogata was thinking crankily, and suddenly the mobile phone in his pocket vibrated 'buzzing'.
Usually he is contacted by either his own mother or some friends who usually play basketball.
But Ogata had just taken out his phone and saw the person who sent him a text message, so he suddenly stopped, and looked at the sender's saved name a few times in an incredulous way.
Shiho Miyano!
The girl with a cold attitude, a slender body, and short brown hair.
"Now that I'm free, come to our professional dormitory!"
Although the tone and attitude are not surprising, there are obviously more letters in this sentence than the usual reply.
Ogata was a little stunned when he saw the content, what kind of rhythm is this, could it be that his first date will be in the girls' dormitory?
Thinking of this, Ogata smiled lightly and hurriedly replied, "Okay, I'll be there soon." β
He has never been more excited than he is now, because he knows that those who study forensics should keep a clear and cool head.
Several friends around Ogata are not optimistic that he will be able to catch up with Shiho Miyano. Listening to them, this girl has always been a biological geek who is cold-talking and rarely communicates with others.
And Ogata, who has always had a good personality and is good at communicating with others, would actually like such a girl, which made them feel that they couldn't see through.
Now Ogata is walking back, and all the way he is looking forward to the scene when the two of them are dating, and he really hasn't had a serious relationship with a girl in a decent way.
Therefore, we are all looking forward to the future. (To be continued......)