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() "Who is this kid?" Village Chief Heiyan couldn't imagine that the police in Tokyo would allow a little-known brat to intervene in this murder case.

Hei Shan Lingzi glanced at Ogata with disdain: "It's just a young boy who is strong, let's see if he has any tricks worth showing off."

Chuan Dao was silent beside him. He stared indifferently at the young forensic doctor who rescued him from Aso Honesty. Although he owed him a favor, he would never be grateful to him.

"So this kid named Ogata is a forensic doctor." Masato Shimizu was a little surprised by Ogata's identity, because forensic doctors are rare, and young and knowledgeable forensic doctors like him are even rarer.

Mu Mu saw that Ogata went straight to Aso's honest body, and he couldn't wait to know the whole process of the case from this junior.

Mori Kogoro didn't blame Ogata for stealing his limelight, because after staying at the crime scene for so long, he still couldn't find any clues to break the alibi provided by the seven suspects.

Ogata is his relative, not an outsider, so even if he breaks the case, the elder Mori Kogoro will be honored.

Conan waited for Ogata's deduction, while Xiaolan stood beside Conan, looking at the cousin who seemed to be a different person at this moment, showing his sharp edge, and couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in her heart.

Ogata breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Aso's honest and pale cheeks, maybe she has left this world, maybe she can no longer hear her own voice, but facts and the truth are the only way to comfort the dead.

"According to my repeated confirmation with Mr. Yi Chuan, judging from the degree of muscle sluggishness of the deceased Aso Honesty, as well as the temperature and plaque measurements of the body, his death time is estimated to be at 05:30 in the morning, which is also when people are often still resting. The time period." Ogata settled his mind, and found the feeling of talking eloquently like when he was in the art museum last time.

Ogata saw the Mumu police officer nodded, and everyone showed a thoughtful look, as if they were really recalling what they were doing during that time.

His five fingers through the glove gently lifted Aso Makoto's cold arm. The body felt slightly stiff, which made people feel very uncomfortable, but Ogata was like a teacher who was explaining a certain topic. The owner of the deceased said: "The arm, elbow, and wrist of the deceased Aso honesty have irregular muscle relaxation."

"This situation shows one point, that is, the deceased Aso Makoto made a fierce resistance to the murderer at the time of the crime, and these irregular muscle relaxations are obviously caused by the movement of Qi, blood and muscles at that time. Phenomena." Ogata gently lowered his arm, and the police officer at the side seemed to have some understanding, and quickly recorded his words with a pen and paper.

Ogata glanced at the seven suspects, and said calmly: "Although the deceased Aso honestly looks like a woman with a weak appearance, he is not inferior to a normal adult in terms of strength."

"Did you see the bruises on his wrist?" Ogata pointed to the appearance of the corpse here, and said frankly: "The posture of the deceased was that his back was pressed to the ground, and his hands were killed by the murderer during the struggle." Hold down, the body twists and struggles violently on the ground, which is why there are many fibers of clothes and the hair of the dead scattered on the floor."

Hearing this, a picture seemed to be formed in everyone's mind, a virtual image, which was desperately stopping Aso's honest struggle, and pressed his whole body to the ground.

"The mark on the wrist, after my observation, should not be caused by a woman's fingers, and it is difficult for a woman's strength to control the honest struggle of the deceased Aso, so among the seven suspects present, it should not be Miss Lingzi what he did." Ogata calmly analyzed based on his own professional judgment.

Hearing this, Lingzi Heishan smiled triumphantly and said, "Look! How could I kill this woman for no reason?"

Ogata ignored the woman, his eyes swept over the other six suspects, paying attention to the strangeness they showed at this moment.

Mu Mu asked curiously: "That is to say, the murderer is among the other six men?"

"En." Ogata nodded, paused, and continued, "Let's look at the chest injury of the deceased Aso Makoto."

When everyone saw the deadly wound with rolled flesh, fat and blood mixed and coagulated, they couldn't help feeling sick, and thinking of such a deep wound, it was as if they saw the internal organs, and their scalps couldn't help numb.

"This direct fatal injury is the key point I will deduce next." Ogata pointed to the surface of the wound, and said: "The wound was indeed caused by the scalpel, the murder weapon kept by the forensic personnel, but here But it revealed a very strange thing."

"The cutting angle of the wound and the formation range of the blood spray." Ogata said using the same professional analysis as the art museum: "Usually when a person is lying flat on the ground, if the murderer wants to hold the scalpel with one hand, he must loosen it. Open one of the palms that held the dead man's wrist."

"And the moment the murderer let go of his hand, out of self-protection consciousness, the deceased would definitely use his arm or palm to block the murderer's scalpel under the nerve reflex. But from the dead's chest Judging from the incision wound, the penetration angle of the scalpel is completely straight down, and I have to say one thing here... When a person is in a chaotic situation, it is impossible to find it so directly and simply. The position of the heart." Ogata's eyes were fixed on the hard-to-see wound, but he kept staring, and said lightly.

"But what does this mean?" Mori Kogoro scratched his head, did he want to say that the murderer was extraordinarily calm.

Ogata pointed to the blood spattered on the ground and the table legs, and reasoned: "The distribution of these bloods seems to me to be the same as the wound of the deceased Aso Honesty, very strange! Because the degree of these spatters , is not natural, and even violates the physical state that occurs after a living person is stabbed into the body by a scalpel."

"From the perspective of the depth of the wound, the knife pierced the honest heart of the deceased Aso, regardless of the flesh. As we all know, the function of the heart is to promote blood flow and provide sufficient supply to organs and tissues. Blood flow! So stabbing the heart with a knife will only have one result, a lot of blood will be sprayed out, splashing everywhere!"

"But the distribution of the blood in front of me has not reached the splatter state I mentioned before." Ogata pointed to the coagulated blood spots with confidence, and deduced in simple and clear words: "There is a branch of forensic science in the United States. The course is called crime scene analysis, and one of the most interesting contents is that it tells about judging from the extent of blood distribution and splatter of the deceased..."

"Reality!" Ogata's eyes showed a gleam of coldness, and he lowered his voice: "The murderer deliberately covered up the facts. Everything is not what everyone sees. Aso honestly died under the scalpel!"

"What?" Mumu looked at Ogata in surprise, could there be another cause of death.