Conan: The Mechanic

What caught everyone's attention was the only face of the corpse that was exposed from the cold-resistant suit—the slightly open mouth and eyes showed some stained teeth and cloudy whites, and the hair also looked a little gray.

From the point of view of age, it should at least meet the age requirements of Henry Ito.

"With such a complete face, it feels like... those tanned corpses..." After Fujiwara said this, he suddenly remembered that Haibara Ai didn't seem to want to be involved in related affairs anymore. "Ah, anyway... Others have the possibility of leaking to the media, so the boss only asked us to come together."

"Okay, no need to do any checks," Gregory said suddenly, looking at that face. "This is Mr. Ito."

"How did you know?" Ying asked curiously.

Although Haibara Ai was wondering whether Gregory would tell them with an inscrutable expression, "Henry Ito asked me in a dream yesterday, saying that what I found was his corpse." They were still taken aback by the bizarreness of Gawley's answer.

"Because I know him," Gregory said seriously. "Twenty-five years ago, he was my mentor, so I was brought over to do chores for the archaeologists."

"You... oh yes, you said that your legs should not be broken at that time." Fujiwara said this with a thoughtful expression.

"Then, how much do you know about the cause of his death?" Haibara Ai, who was staring at the corpse, whose left temple was slightly exposed from the skull part of the cold protection suit, suddenly asked.

"He suddenly disappeared, and then the snowstorm is coming, and then he may have lost his way and finally died of hypothermia?" Gregory replied casually. "As for why no one was found in the subsequent search... This time we found his body and a sack containing bone samples in a crevice of ice. According to this inference, when the search was first carried out, the crevice of ice may have been at the top of the crevice. It's frozen in, so we can't see where he fell."

"That is to say, you want to say that you believe that he was abandoned there by you and eventually died of hypothermia?" Ai Haibara was not surprised by Gregory's answer. "But if that's the case, I need to remind you - this person clearly did not die of hypothermia."

"What do you mean?" Gregory's tone suddenly became severe, and he walked quickly to Haibara Ai's side. "What do you mean by that!?"

"See for yourself." Ai Haibara gently peeled off the side of the hood of Henry Ito's winter jacket, and showed Gregory what she had just seen.

"..." Gregory's face was gloomy, but after just one glance, he showed a somewhat subtle expression, but he was also a little relieved. "This……"

A wound was clearly visible on Henry Ito's left temple.

"So I think it should be possible to examine carefully. Did he actually die from an attack on the temple by a sharp object?" When Haibara Ai said this, she suddenly thought of something and looked at Gerry with a rather complicated expression. Gauri glanced. "But it also means that his death was murder..."

"I leave this case to you." Just before Ai Haibara continued, Gregory took a big step back. "Well, in the next time, this studio will be handed over to you, and I will go to the outpatient clinic."

Gregory certainly didn't intend to run away, but he had to withdraw from the case: the reason is simple, the place where Henry Ito was killed was also far from the nearest populated place that a normal person would cross for normal purposes. Under such circumstances, if Henry Ito died of murder, all members of the expedition team would all become potential murder suspects.

Including Gregory himself, who was originally scheduled to be the coroner.

……

"Okay, although his flesh still looks relatively intact, but..." With a rather helpless expression, Fujiwara looked at the film taken by the handheld X-ray machine in his hand. "The bones are broken, and there is almost nothing intact in the body - even the cheekbones on the cheeks have fracture marks. From this situation, it seems that it was caused by a fall from a height or the like, And probably on the face."

"Face to the ground, this is too miserable, it's almost equal to disfigurement, right?" Standing beside him, Qian Yu, who was packing up the tools for autopsy to be used, pouted. "By the way, what are they doing?"

"Hotfire and the others? They're flipping through the book," Fujiwara put the film on the light board and looked at the damage on it. "To be honest, even if there are other death fractures mixed in, I can't find it... This gentleman is an old man after all, and this fall almost made no part of his body intact~www.readwn. com~ Flip the book? What book? Textbook?" Qian Yu was taken aback.

"That Fujimura Shinichi, you know that right?" Fujiwara took the tool tray from Chiba. "The guy made a name for himself on the domestic side after his team became famous - he kept finding evidence of ancient human activity all over the country. Then by the middle of this year, he had already published several books and other surveys. Work-related books, and then he probably suddenly thought that he still had this rich mine on which he became famous? In short, he used the information in his hand to write a supplementary book about the expedition who went to explore the corpses of the Franklin expedition at that time. A memoir, it was published, and it's on sale now. Then the boss just bought a copy, so they borrowed it to read it."

"What are you doing reading that, filling in the relevant information, and deducing who is the murderer?" Qian Yu's brows twitched. "However, if it is a memoir that was published recently, that means it should be a manuscript written in the last few years. The expedition was 20 years ago. Can he still remember the details so clearly? In the course of years, a lot of knowledge has been taken for granted and subconsciously beautified?"

"There is no need to subconsciously, he may beautify himself directly, but ... seriously, this is already one of the few ways we can understand the whole thing - unless we ask the boss about things, and the two mutual verification between them.”

"By the way, I suddenly remembered a person who might be able to help us," Qianyu glanced at the order of the skeletons that were torn apart on the light sheet, and suddenly came to her mind. "That is... If the plan goes well, maybe it is possible to distinguish which of these fracture marks belong to the injury caused by the attack before the fall, and which belong to the injury caused by the fall!"