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Seeing the owner of this house trembling with anger, Ogata said slowly: "If the tabby cat guessed correctly, it should have been taken home by someone. If the blood on its body was washed off, even if it was a police dog, It is also difficult to catch. And the Metropolitan Police Department has relevant regulations, and they will not search your home with police dogs without conclusive evidence."

"As for the blood on the glasses, the blood test reaction that will leave your temples is just nonsense. It is true that the glasses can be detected by the luminol reaction. In the case of heme, it will not affect your hair indirectly, that is to say... Luminol reaction, there is no way to detect objects that come into direct contact." Ogata stared at the man, looked at him The hands that have just been handcuffed know that his future life will be endless repentance and redemption in prison for the sins he committed at this moment.

Next, the man explained the process and facts of his crime, and he hid the missing body in the study on the second floor.When Mumu was surprised and asked that he had searched carefully with the police, the man revealed his methods and ideas. First, he wanted to play two roles to create an alibi and cover him up. The fact that my brother died.

Later, he planned to use the phone to play the pre-recorded audio, trying to create the illusion that his brother was still alive.

"Why did you kill your brother?" Mu Mu asked, including the question that was suppressed in everyone's mind.

The man smiled painfully: "He is my own brother. If possible, back then, he was a famous novelist, and I was the younger brother who admired him. Maybe nothing will happen, maybe I will Still living in the good times."

"But he gave me a reason why I had to kill him, because my brother changed from the image in my memory to a scumbag who eats too much and speaks badly. He doesn't care about my brother at all, he only knows how to use me Feelings, use my money to spend recklessly."

"I've had enough, he's the devil in my life!" The man closed his eyes, and many images flashed in his mind, and his feelings affected everyone.

The moment the man was taken away by Mu Mu and the others, he finally calmed down, and he turned his head: "Mr. Forensic Doctor, if you are so powerful, it would be great if you could change a person!"

Ogata looked into his eyes and found that he was unprecedentedly relaxed and relieved. He knew that he still had one thing to do, so he and Megure applied to stay and help the evidence collection department with the follow-up work.

"Brother Ogata, you helped our young detective team clear up the grievances. It's really great!" Yuantai looked excited.

Ogata smiled, and he patted Yuanta on the shoulder: "If you think I'm good, go to the forensic exam in the future, little guy."

"Eh..." Yuan Taiyi thought of having to deal with dead bodies every day, and after he fell into reverie, his expression suddenly became ugly.

On the other hand, Mitsuhiko showed full interest: "Brother Ogata, the reasoning just now is really great. If I can, I will grow up to be a forensic doctor like you!"

"Well, come on!" Ogata said gently, Mitsuhiko, he didn't know what happened today, which affected a person's fate.In Ogata's view, forensic medicine must be very mature in terms of mentality and professional skills, so there is too much talk with Mitsuhiko and the others, and there is no way to train a young forensic doctor.

Conan asked curiously at this time: "Isn't the follow-up work done by the forensics department? Why did Brother Ogata stay here?" <! "Ogata smiled and brought up his toolbox. After saying goodbye to the little ghosts, he walked up to the second floor alone.

Looking at Ogata's figure, Ayumi and the others suddenly felt that the Boy Detective Team should work harder, because this Ogata brother gave them too much impact, causing more reasoning plots to emerge deep in their hearts.

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Walking up to the second floor, Ogata greeted the colleagues who were responsible for cleaning up the scene and moving the dead bodies. After everyone evacuated the scene, he found a reason to stay in the bedroom that belonged to the murderer's brother.

He took out a lipstick that he had prepared for a long time from his pocket, and sketched it on his hand just like last time. Those very hideous symbols were like some kind of special logic formula, which was specially aimed at ghosts in the invisible.

When Ogata slapped the shaky seat with his palm, steaming white smoke kept coming out, like boiling water, completely blurring the air, as if seeing a face twitching and twisting in pain …

After doing all this, Ogata felt that the Ming Ding Gang Qi Map behind him had absorbed the hostility scattered in the air just now, and seemed to be a little more substantial.

During this process, he seemed to have some auditory hallucinations, because he seemed to hear that group of anger exhausted all its strength and said a word to him: "It's in the second row of drawers."

Ogata shook his head, he suspected that he had heard it wrong, how could such a voice be conveyed by a hostility with only a weak consciousness.

But when he left, he was still a little worried. He walked back to the bedroom, came to the bookcase, and opened the second row of drawers according to the voice prompt he heard.

But inside the drawer was full of manuscripts. Ogata took all the manuscripts out of the drawer and found that there was a notebook at the bottom.

The moment Ogata opened the notebook, he knew that his younger brother who should be taken for interrogation at this moment regretted not seeing this thing.

"Brother, I'm sorry. During this period of time, I felt very guilty for the mistakes I made. I couldn't face it, and I couldn't face my past. Maybe you don't know, but in my novel, I got social recognition. Surely, when my reputation was rising and everything was going in a good direction, my wife, that is, your sister-in-law, cheated on me behind my back... She told me, you are just a worthless man, except You’re stuck at home writing every day, what else are you going to do?”

"With resentment in my heart, after divorcing her, I couldn't find my original writing status. The things I wrote were very bad. I was rejected by the publisher and abused by the readers. I really failed. I have no other choice but to write. Things can prove themselves. So I didn't mean to bother you on purpose, but I have very little money left, and I have lost the ability to support myself..."

"It's very painful, it's hard, my brother shouldn't hate me? I often think so, but what I do, even I feel disgusted. I have no ability to live, no spiritual sustenance, no family, I have nothing left... I wish I could go back to the time when you were still in college and looked at me with adoring eyes."

"I'm sorry, brother. I need a sum of money. I need a sum of money to go to the insurance company to insure. Use this money to repay what I owe you these days. As a brother, there is no way to make you feel proud... ..but as an older brother, I will use my last ability to prove myself!"

When Ogata read this, he found that there was a wet mark under the note.

"I will choose to end my own life, and this insurance compensation is my last effort as a brother! Everything can't go back to the good old days, and my brother is no longer the admired writer... .Even if he is a scum, a waste, he must do his best to create happiness for his younger brother."

"Live well, brother, I hope you will forgive me."

Ogata slowly closed the notebook, sighed slightly, knowing that it was too late, and from the mouth of the murderer who was taken away, he knew that the moment he really wanted to kill was because his brother found a reason to come Blackmail him out of money.

But he never dreamed that there is a kind of love... called family affection!

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