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Just as Ogata drove the GTR downstairs to the office, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

With a refreshed look, Ogata's eyes flashed brightly. After he parked the car slowly, he took out the cell phone that was still ringing in his pocket.

Is that the guy named Gin?

From when Zhibao disappeared and escaped in the laboratory to when they should have just launched an investigation, only one night has passed.

Opening the phone cover, he slowly eased his nerves when he saw that the display showed a contact, not an unfamiliar number.

"Hello." Ogata picked up the phone, and the contact person was Akemi Miyano.

He had just left the apartment rented for their sisters, and he didn't know if he had something to call him.

"Ogata, it's me." On the other end of the phone came Shiho's voice.

Ogata asked softly, "Shiho, what's wrong?" He had just pulled out the car key. [

"Ogata, now you are driving to the home of Masaki Hirota, a professor at Nanyang University, to pick up a disk that my sister sent him during a trip the year before last. This disk is likely to record the detailed "drug" of ptx4869 ingredients, if I want to develop an antidote, I can use this information to try it out." Zhibao spoke cautiously and sped up his speech on the phone.

Hearing this, Ogata understood the purpose of Zhibao's call to him, knew the key surname of this disk, and quickly responded: "Well, I will drive there now. I said your sister's name to visit, it's okay ?”

"You told Professor Hirota that you are a friend of Miyano Akemi." On the other end of the phone, a different person spoke, and it was Shiho's sister.

After hanging up the phone, Ogata glanced at the detective agency. He didn't go back all night. Xiaolan and the others should be very worried, right?

But there is no time to delay now, if you stay for one more second, there will be one more change.Ogata intends to go back after fetching the floppy disk, and then explain to Ran and Kogoro Mouri.

Restarting the ignition, Ogata drove the GTR towards the address he had been told on the phone.

Masaki Hirota, a professor at Nanyang University.

When Ogata went to visit, it was in the morning, and the time for lunch was approaching.

He stood in front of the single-family house and rang the doorbell.

Someone received him and opened the wooden door. It was a middle-aged woman wearing a brown sweater with a slightly fat body.Observing the expression on her appearance, it should be the wife of the owner, Professor Hirota.

"You are?" Mrs. Hirota looked at Ogata standing outside the door with a suspicious look on her face.

Ogata introduced himself politely, and slowly said: "Hello Madam, my name is Ogata Yusuke, and I am a friend of Professor Hirota's student. Please tell Professor Hirota that it was Miyano Akemi who asked me to come to him. Get a very important disk at home."

"Oh, then you come with me."

Seeing that Ogata said politely and very politely, not like he was lying, Madam nodded and asked him to enter the living room to wait. [

Ogata returned the salute with a smile, because the professor's wife, both in standing posture and demeanor, was the same as the wife of a traditional Japanese hostess, and had been influenced by traditional etiquette.So he made himself polite and won the favor of the other party.

Following the lady, she came to the reception room of Professor Hirota's home.

She arranged for Ogata to sit down on the sofa: "Young man, wait here for a while, I'll call my husband over."

"Well, thank you." Ogata nodded.

After she left, Ogata had the opportunity to look at the decoration and furnishings of the reception room, and judge the master's taste and self-cultivation from the details.

I have to say that it is worthy of being the professor's home, and many small places can reveal a different cultural heritage from other families.

but

The tip of the nose twitched slightly.

Ogata didn't know if he smelled it wrong!

He frowned slightly, and in the process of looking at the reception room, the aura that he hadn't paid attention to at first seemed to be getting more and more dignified. Through his sharp nose, he stimulated his nervous system, and captured the atmosphere that made Ogata feel uneasy.

It's the smell of hostility!

Professors who teach and educate people should have a stronger atmosphere than ordinary houses, so the possibility of hostility is extremely small.

Either something dirty is attached, or a disaster has already occurred.

Ogata's mind turned.

Could it be that the organization in black attacked first?

Impossible, impossible to have such efficiency.

According to Shiho's description, only their sisters and himself know the existence of this disk.And I didn't waste time on the road. If I can find out this kind of situation in one night, it's not the black organization, but a god.

Ogata's eyes flickered, and he was sitting on the sofa when his wife's footsteps sounded in his ears.

"Young man, I'm sorry. I don't know why, no matter how I knock in my husband's study, it seems that there is no one in it, and I don't respond at all." The lady walked in front of Xu Fang and said a little strangely.

Ogata's face changed: "Madam, are you sure Professor Hirota is still in the study?"

"I'm sure because he just met a few guests this morning. If he has left, I should know in the living room. I think he must have fallen asleep," the lady comforted herself.

Ogata stood up and asked: "Madam, can you take me to the study in person?" He knew that it should be right.The hostility and smell of corpses that I smelled were definitely not accidental.

"Okay." Madam nodded.

When Ogata came to the study on the second floor, the hostility he smelled became more and more serious.

Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could already conclude that Professor Masaki Hirota, who had never left the study, died.

Although he knew the facts, Ogata still knocked on the door to see if anyone would respond.

I did this to show the lady next to me.

Ogata turned his head, and said to the madam who seemed to have noticed something, and her expression changed: "Madam, if you just fell asleep, we should have been woken up by knocking on the door so loudly."

"You mean?" Madam looked at Ogata in panic.

Ogata turned the doorknob and locked it from the inside. He asked, "Ma'am, do you have the key to the study?"

"No, only one is on my husband." Madam shook her head hastily.

It seems that there is no need to care about etiquette.

With stern eyebrows, Ogata took a step back, using the explosive power of his legs to concentrate his legs, and turned his body sideways to the wooden door, and slammed into it suddenly.

The powerful impact caused the wooden door to shake suddenly, and then the door lock made a "click" sound, and it was directly destroyed.

When the wooden door opened, what Ogata saw was a terrifying scene as expected.

In the messy study room, books, chess pieces, and trophies were all on the floor, and the most important thing was an old man with gray hair and wearing a kimono, who fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, looking at something round, his whole body was full of tears. Ogata smelled the hostility that he had smelled before.

"Ah!" Madam saw this scene, of course, her psychological endurance was not as strong as that of Ogata, who often dealt with the dead. She was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground, and her sharp voice passed through the peaceful study from her throat.

Ogata collected his thoughts and held his palm tightly.

Before finding the disk, it seems that this matter has to be handled by his own hands.

"Madam, my condolences are changing. The incident has already happened. We must call the police as soon as possible to find the murderer who killed Professor Hirota." Ogata said slowly to the frightened madam who was still in shock.

Madam was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Ogata?" A young police officer in a blue suit with curly hair rushed to the scene with colleagues from the forensics department and criminal department.

When he saw the familiar face of the man standing outside the door, he couldn't help but startled.This is not directly under Mugure, Ogata, the forensic doctor who was recently promoted to the police department, recognized at a glance that this man is the hot newcomer of the Metropolitan Police Department recently.

Ogata was not too surprised when he saw that the person who came was Motoori from the third department of violent crime.Because this place itself is not under the jurisdiction of Megure, he guessed that the person who led the team should be the person in front of him.

Bai Niao, who was about the same age as himself, but had already reached the level of the police department.

"Hundred Bird Police Department." Ogata nodded slightly and greeted.

"Why are you here?" Bai Niao looked at him leaning on the wall in astonishment, standing outside the study to avoid suspicion.

Ogata did not hide his purpose, and explained: "I originally came here to help a friend to pick up something that was deposited with Professor Hirota, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing."

"What a coincidence!" Bai Niao couldn't help thinking of the rumors that there always seemed to be homicides where Kogoro Mori and this Ogata were.

Mrs. Hirota, who led the police upstairs, couldn't help looking at Ogata who knew the police officer in surprise. Although he was a guest, she didn't know his identity.

"Um, by the way, this is Xintian, the trainee coroner assigned to us." Bainiao seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly pulled over the newcomers who were still confused.

Ogata took a look at this young police officer in police uniform, but he didn't expect him to be a colleague.Only then did he remember that Mu Mu had told him that the police were recruiting more coroners and assigning them to each group and each classroom.

It is said that they are all high-achieving students selected by the Japanese medical industry, and they have a certain level.

And this Xintian who was pulled over by Bainiao should be one of them.

"Hi." He smiled and held out his hand.

Indeed, what the police did was right, forensic medicine is needed in this era.

Because Sherlock Holmes's reasoning does not necessarily apply to every case.Moreover, detectives and policemen's methods of judgment are more based on imagination, and then adding the evidence found at the scene can determine the course of the crime.

Therefore, once the previous files were opened, most of the case reports were completed by the police leading the team, and the autopsy report was just a formality, analyzing and judging the cause of death and the time of death.From the perspective of Ogata, who has undergone systematic training in the 21st century, there will be many mistakes, omissions and deviations in such a situation, and there is no way to form the truth in a pure sense.

"Hello, Ogata-senpai." The newcomer named Nitta was shocked, and when shaking hands, he cast admiring gaze.

Obviously, the name Ogata is easy to remember and recognize.Because after Japan entered into a developing society, so many years passed before the first forensic doctor who could make the headlines of the Tokyo Daily appeared.

Regardless of his job rank or professional level in the field, Ogata is worthy of his humility to be taught.

Therefore, Bainiao was smiling very happily.

Because he knows how powerful Ogata is, and he also knows that Mumu's recent success in solving the case is all because of the presence of such a professional forensic doctor as Ogata.So he has to cultivate a coroner who can really help him in his leading team.

"Ogata, I leave the matter of the corpse to you. Bring me a new field." Bainori looked at him.

Ogata smiled, and nodded slowly.It's easy for him to guess what he has in mind.Seeing Nitta on the side actually holding a notebook, waiting for him to speak like a student, he said, "Did you bring the gloves?"

"Yes, senior." Xintian hurriedly dug out the medical glove with the same surname and handed it to him.

After Ogata took it, he put it on his hand skillfully, and then said to Nitta: "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Xintian followed him and nodded hurriedly.

Ogata walked up to the corpse of Nanyang University professor Masaki Hirota who was supposed to meet him, looked at him with a hideous face, and asked Nitta beside him, "Are you afraid of corpses?"

"Don't be afraid!" He answered quickly. (To be continued.)

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