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"Lan Ke'er, nice to meet you." Ogata said with a smile to the nervous girl standing in front of him in standard Chinese.

Hearing this, Lan Keer looked at Ofang in surprise, and said from ear to ear: "You can speak Chinese? Are you Chinese?"

"Well, you can understand it in this way. I am an authentic Chinese, but I was born in Japan and then settled in the United States." Ogata thought for a while, and briefly introduced her identity, because this can reduce her vigilance Sex, narrowing the distance between the two.

Now Ogata only hopes that his murder will not be exposed at this time, otherwise he will face double blows from the black organization and the police. In front of the blinking organization killer, it was useless.

Now that the little girl's emotions have been basically stabilized, the next step will be easy!

Ogata must deal with this corpse as soon as possible, otherwise someone will call the ladder, or - no - wrong - .{}{}{}{s}. The security guard in charge of monitoring the video discovers the situation here, and it will be bad.

Lan Ke'er, who was standing opposite, was also in a complicated mood. Her mind was very confused. She never thought that she would encounter such a thing when she came to the elevator.Recently, she has been under a lot of pressure due to her studies and family reasons. Now seeing the blood staining the floor and the dead body lying on the ground, she feels like her nerves are about to collapse.Fortunately, this young-looking police officer is a gentle and kind-looking handsome guy.

And more importantly, in this foreign country, she was able to meet a Chinese.Able to communicate in a familiar native language.It is a kind of intimacy between compatriots.

unconsciously.She dispelled many of her fears and panic, and calmly faced the corpse and the young police officer standing in front of her.

"Can you press this button for me?" Ogata looked at Lan Ke'er, beckoned her to come over, and pressed the indicator button that kept the elevator door open.

Lan Ke'er nodded obediently after hearing his explanation.Still a little afraid to look at the blood and corpse, she stretched out her palm sideways to press the elevator button that Ogata was pointing at.

Ogata returned to the elevator.Glancing at Cohen's dead body, the completely opened blood hole on his neck had gradually dried up, and blood was no longer oozing out.His eyes were wide open, as if responding to the phenomenon of "death without eyes", which would retain the symptoms and expressions of his life after death.

He gently stretched out his hand, took the peaked cap that Cohen had dropped aside, and covered it on his frozen face.Immediately afterwards, Ogata stood up and took off the coat he was wearing, a black wool coat.

Ogata in a shirt.He lowered his waist again, under Lan Ke'er's gaze.Using that overcoat to gently wrap Cohen's body, the terrifying atmosphere in the elevator room that could not be dispelled seemed to slow down a lot.

Because he was busy dealing with Lan Ke'er just now, he ignored one thing, and he only did it now.

Ogata found a pack of cigarettes, a lighter, a room card, and a very ordinary mobile phone from the pocket of Cohen's body.

He took the phone and quickly checked the contact list in Cohen's phone book.If possible, Ogata must use this guy's network to find out the details of other members of the black organization.

But it didn't surprise Ogata, just like that bastard Gin.There's not a single contact in it, damn it, it's completely empty!

Moreover, the call records and text messages seemed to have been deliberately processed by him, and no clues were left behind.

Ogata thought for a while, time was limited, he couldn't procrastinate like this.

"Do you know what the phone number is at the front desk of the hotel?" Ogata looked at Lan Ke'er who had been silent all this time.

Lan Ke'er fumbled in her pocket for a while, then took out a business card.

"Read it to me." Ogata said lightly.

Hearing this, Lan Ke'er did not refuse, and clearly read to Ogata the set of phone numbers on the hotel's business card.

After the latter wrote it down, he immediately used Cohen's mobile phone to dial the number of the front desk of this group of hotels.

"Hello? Hello, do you need any help?" Soon, the black receptionist's voice that Ogata had heard before came through the connected phone.

"I found a mobile phone in the elevator. I want to know the mobile phone number. Has the hotel registered it? Which room does it belong to? I want to send the mobile phone to the original owner now." Ogata said calmly Said.

Hearing this, the black receptionist was taken aback, and then said, "That's it, sir, please wait a moment, and I will check for you."

Ogata waited for the result of her inquiry. He knew that he was betting on this guy named 'Korn', and when he booked the hotel room, he used the calling card in the mobile phone in his hand.

If there is a registration in the hotel, I can follow the clues and find out this guy's room.

"Hello, sir, I found out for you that this mobile phone number has indeed been registered in this hotel, and the room number is 1704. If the owner of the room is not present, it is recommended that you hand over the mobile phone to our front desk, and we will return it to the room Master." The black receptionist said politely on the phone.

Ogata smiled and replied: "Well, I will. If I don't contact him, I will return the phone to you as soon as possible. There is nothing else, goodbye." After finishing speaking, he hung up Telephone.

Suddenly, he noticed that Lan Ke'er, who had been helping him press the elevator door button, changed her expression and looked at him with something strange in her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Ogata asked directly.

Lan Ke'er's nervous lips trembled: "Are you really a policeman?"

Hearing her words, Ogata couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart. This little girl is not stupid, and he should have noticed some clues through the call he made to the front desk just now.

But he will never allow it now, things have changed.

"Trust me." Ogata said sincerely, staring at Lan Ke'er.

God gave Ogata a decent face, plus he usually serves as a forensic doctor who helps the police solve cases.Has developed a special temperament.So between a few short words.Still a convincing force.

"But"

"I want to deal with the corpse as soon as possible. In order not to startle the snake or disturb his other companions, I can only temporarily arrange this corpse in the hotel room that this guy booked before his death." Ogata patiently explained to Lan Ke'er, because now He needs the absolute trust of this girl.

Lan Keer

After convincing her again, Ogata raised the elevator to the 17th floor.

He asked Lan Ke'er to go to the corridor on the 17th floor to see if anyone else was there, during the process she determined.

Ogata called out the figure of 'Zuo Wei' from the depth of his palm, and the silver-white scalpel that had helped him through many crises and difficulties, and had been with him all the time appeared in sight.

At this time, Lan Keer was not there.If she saw the scalpel running out of Ogata's body, she would definitely be terrified.

"Zuowei, help me clean up the scene!" Ogata ordered directly.

It was said that Zuowei, who had established a bridge of communication with Ogata's soul, was the medium of the soul, driving the scalpel to the pool of blood on the ground.

When the tip of the scalpel touched the almost solidified blood, it trembled rapidly, and an invisible wave overflowed towards a small area.Suddenly, the bloody water that was originally static was like boiling water...

Gang gas!

Ogata's hand drew the scalpel with a line formed by the condensed Gang Qi.The scalpel transforms the released qi into a large amount of hot melt properties.

call.hiss

In the line of sight, those boiling blood turned into wisps of red mist, followed by a rotten smell, disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the hot ground and the undissipated Pungent breath.

When Lan Keer came back, she could no longer see the big pool of blood on the ground.

Before she had time to ask, Ogata took the initiative to ask, "How is it? Is there anyone on this floor?"

Lan Ke'er shook her head: "I didn't hear the slightest movement, and no one appeared in the corridor."

"Yeah." Ogata smiled and nodded understandingly.

Then he walked to the corpse under the windbreaker, stretched out an arm, and drove it vigorously.Looking at the dead body weighing more than 100 kilograms, Lan Ke'er was a little surprised that it was picked up so easily.

You must know that the Ogata she saw was well-proportioned but not strong. It was really hard to imagine that he would have such great strength.

"Let's go." Ogata drove the corpse and walked in front, while Lan Ke'er followed behind, and the two walked towards the corridor of the 17th floor hotel one after the other.

Along the way, in order to prevent the corpse's shoes from dragging the ground, Ogata almost let it lie on his body.It was as if he was helping a drunk man who had lost consciousness and was paralyzed on him.

Doing so naturally made Lan Keer stay away.Because she never dared to face it, it was a corpse.

Come to room number 1704!

Ogata knocked on the door tentatively, but no one answered.

The reason why he was so bold and came directly to the party organized by the black organization, most of the members would choose the floor where they lived to hide the corpse, was because these guys were smart people, and it was absolutely impossible for them to suspect that their companions would die on the under the nose.

Moreover, Ogata believes that the gathering will be held tomorrow, so it is possible that a small number of members may not be there yet.So if Cohen doesn't show up in a short time, there should be no problem.

Ogata used Cohen's room card to open the door of the hotel room.

He dragged the body, and Lan Ke'er walked into the hotel, the most expensive luxury room.

Seeing that no one noticed them, Ogata quickly closed the door.

And Lan Ke'er looked at him nervously, as if realizing something, she was a little scared, and asked aloud: "Can I go?"

"Yeah." Ogata nodded slowly.

Lan Ke'er was relieved, she just went to open the door.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't tell others." Ogata watched her back, and finally urged.As a Chinese girl, his desire to kill has dropped to the lowest point.

But it doesn't mean that because she is of Chinese descent, she will let her go if she does something that affects the overall situation.So before she left, Ogata secretly pasted an eavesdropping charm on her body when he was in close contact with her.

He just hopes.This girl is really tight-lipped.Do not do unnecessary things.

Lan Keer nodded slightly.

See she is very obedient.Ogata watched her leave here calmly.

Walking out of the room, Lan Ke'er's face was pale, recalling the scenes that happened before, she felt as if she had experienced a terrible disaster.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't tell anyone else."

Recalling what the young police officer said in her mind, as well as his meaningful eyes, Lan Ke'er's palms were covered with sweat.

Her last moment.A trace of coldness was caught in the opponent's eyes.

It's like the chill that makes people fall into the abyss!

Lan Ke'er breathed hard, the more she thought about it, the more something went wrong.

Gradually, I found that I seemed to be deceived by this man because he was not a policeman at all. How could a policeman secretly hide the body and then warn her not to call the police?

Moreover, even if he is a policeman, can he kill people casually?

Still stealthily killing people!

Thinking that she might help a murderer and complete the process of hiding the body, Lan Ke'er felt her heart beating more and more violently.

She took the elevator and watched the number go from 17 to 16,15,14.until [-], [-], [-]

Looking at the surface of the elevator under my feet, it seems that something has appeared before my eyes.The pool of blood that disappeared.

Breathing more and more quickly, there is a sense of oppression!

Lan Ke'er suddenly covered her head, not wanting to think about it in pain, but it seemed difficult for her to get over this barrier in her heart, completely forgetting about Ogata and the corpse.

When she arrived at the first floor, the spacious and bright hotel lobby, which made her feel refreshed, suddenly a voice came from her heart.

"No, that guy is a murderer. If he wasn't a policeman, wouldn't he have helped a murderer commit a crime in disguise?"

Thinking of this, Lan Keer looked at the men and women talking and laughing, chatting in the coffee shop on the first floor, and the hotel security guards who seemed to know nothing and patrolled while yawning.

She took a few breaths of air desperately, and finally walked straight to the front desk of the hotel.

So many people here, so many eyes here

They will protect themselves and absolutely nothing will happen.

"Remember, don't call the police, don't tell anyone else."

Lan Ke'er's steps were heavy, Ogata's voice echoed in her head, this voice tried to stop her

But facing the bright lights and under the gaze of others, she seemed to be full of confidence.Because no one can do anything to her in broad daylight.

When she arrived at the front desk of the hotel, Lan Keer's head was covered with sweat, her lips were dry and pale.

"Miss, is there anything I need?"

The black female receptionist looked at Lan Ke'er who was not in a good state, she was a little strange, but she still asked politely.

Lan Ke'er hesitated, she was struggling!

That man killed someone.

He is a murderer, not a policeman, those are all lies to gain his trust.

"I have something, I want to ask you." Lan Ke'er finally spoke, making up her mind.

The black female receptionist, with a smile on her face, quickly said, "Well, please tell me."

"Call me, please." Lan Ke'er swallowed and continued.

She wanted to say, please call 119 for me. There was a murder in this hotel just now, and the murderer is now on the 17th floor. He pretended to be a policeman and acted like nothing happened.

However, Lan Ke'er suddenly felt a shock in her spirit, and then it seemed that what she saw before her eyes became blurred.

It seemed that it was difficult to continue with the words that had come to my lips. The whole person seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and a voice kept ringing in my heart.

"Miss, are you feeling well?" The receptionist saw that Lan Ke'er's eyes instantly became hollow, like a puppet, and she stood there blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

Lan Keer waved her hand.

"It's alright, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Lan Ke'er turned around inexplicably, and then walked towards the elevator entrance.

The black female receptionist watched her out of his sight, thinking she was amusing herself, and cursed secretly: "Crazy."

The body was placed in the bathtub of the bathroom.

The entire living room was lit with faint yellow lights.

Ogata sat on the sofa, leaning on his forehead with his hand, looking at the pen in front of him with complicated eyes, and the white paper on the coffee table.After a long time, he sighed, and the expression on his face did not change.

The pen was the one Sonoko gave him as a gift.

The paper, on the other hand, was slightly wrinkled, with folded lines, like fragments of paper that had been folded before.

On the other hand, the scraps of paper were stained with traces of pen water, but they were written in a regular format.

With the help of the light, you can clearly see the handwriting left by that line of Japanese.

"The deceased, Lan Ke'er, took the elevator to the roof of the Cecil Hotel, where he jumped into a huge aquarium and died of suffocation!"

Ogata took back his pen and put it in his coat pocket.Recalling the dodge in her eyes when she left this room in her mind, she already guessed the result.

And this kind of result is forcing Ogata to kill her!

"I'm sorry." Ogata ruthlessly crumpled the piece of paper with the writing on it into a ball.

He closed his eyes and paused for a few seconds.

After opening his eyes again, Ogata walked towards the bathtub where the corpse was placed.

Inside the bathtub, Cohen's corpse gradually appeared in a state of rigor, with a hideous face.

As a forensic doctor, Ogata is definitely an expert in this field.

If you only consider the results and concealment.

Try adding quicklime and bittern to the tub and filling it with water.

After a period of time, the water is released. At this time, only a small amount of muscle, internal organs and complete bones are left in the corpse, and then it is repeated until the bones are left.

Take the skeleton out of the tub, use an acidic substance to neutralize the domino reaction, and pour a generous amount of toilet cleaner down the drain.Break the bones with a boning knife and put them in a pressure cooker for dozens of hours, and then put them in vinegar for several hours. The bones are smashed with a hammer and flushed away in the toilet.

Therefore, this is almost the most covert method of disposing of corpses in the entire world.

But to do so, one is a waste of time, the other is that these materials need to be collected, and the third is that he will not do it at all.

There is no way to kill someone, just to live.

And destroying corpses and eradicating traces, there is no need to be so disgusting!

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