Coroner Coroner

Chapter 108 Lies Debunked

Miyano Shiho's reasoning made everyone fall into silence again.

Lin Xinyi was still busy with artificial respiration, so he couldn't help but keep silent.

Mao Lilan was admiring Miyano Shiho, the amazing wisdom of a girl who was not much older than her.

But Yutian fell into the deep despair and resentment completely.

He knew that he had really met a master.

His plan obviously has almost no flaws:

Using tetrodotoxin to kill people while eating fugu dishes can easily look like accidental food poisoning without attracting the attention of the police at all.

But Miyano Shiho, this little girl who looked young, was able to judge from the perspective of pharmacokinetics that his wife shouldn't be dying of poison in such a short period of time.

Immediately afterwards, the little girl further judged from the toxicology and symptoms of tetrodotoxin that his wife's symptoms were not like taking tetrodotoxin orally, but more like being injected intravenously.

In the eyes of this kind of professional, the plan that had no flaws in the first place turned out to be full of flaws everywhere.

And most importantly...

Under the guidance of Miss Miyano and Lin Xinyi's efforts, his wife, who was supposed to die without a doubt, is still alive!

Ruined…

Yutian's face was stiff, his face was ashen:

He knew that if his wife was really rescued, what he had done would definitely be completely exposed.

"No... I didn't kill anyone!"

"It was just an accidental food poisoning, an accident!"

Yuda had no other choice, but in the end he had no choice but to bite his tongue and pray silently in his heart that his wife would not wake up.

Anyway, now no one knows whether this poisoned lady can be rescued or not.

If she died, the most powerful witness who could prove Miyano Shiho's "groundless guess" would no longer exist.

And at this time, under Yutian's anxious, vicious, and ruthless eyes...

Lin Xinyi, who had been busy rescuing Mrs. Yutian, suddenly made a move.

He temporarily stopped the artificial respiration, turned to Mao Lilan and asked:

"Miss Maori, can you give her artificial respiration and heart compression?"

"Just do what I did just now, and help her maintain her breathing and heartbeat."

"Eh?" Mao Lilan was slightly taken aback.

"Okay, let me do it next!"

She thought that Lin Xin must be a little tired after doing first aid for several minutes, so she agreed to help.

And Lin Xinyi was indeed a little tired.

After all, blowing air into other people's lungs is a laborious job, which tests the lung capacity and cheeks.

But he asked for a temporary substitution, not for personal rest:

"Since Mr. Yuda wants evidence, let me help you find evidence to prove Miyano's reasoning!"

Lin Xinyi's expression was extremely serious.

Mao Lilan supported Mrs. Yutian, who was in poisoning and suspended animation, and took over the tiring work of helping with artificial respiration and cardiac compression.

But he staggered his body, squatted beside the poisoned Mrs. Yutian, and observed carefully:

"If the content of Miyano's reasoning is true, Mrs. Yuda should have a needle hole for an intravenous injection."

"Although pinholes are small, they must not be ignored by forensics."

Lin Xinyi said calmly while carefully examining Mrs. Yutian's body.

With little effort, he found the pinhole he wanted to find on the back of Mrs. Yuda's hand:

"There are... 3 pinholes on the back of her hand?"

Lin Xinyi frowned tightly and asked:

"Mr. Yuda, can you explain where these 3 pinholes come from?"

"This is left during the infusion in the hospital!"

Yuda seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he didn't show the slightest panic because of this question:

"My wife has been in poor health. She just had an infusion in the hospital these two days. Is it normal to have pinholes in her hands?"

"Infusion..."

Hearing this explanation, Lin Xinyi knew that this bastard was not easy to deal with:

Assuming this was really a plot to murder his wife, then he must have deliberately waited until his wife fell ill and went to the hospital for an infusion before carrying out the murder plan.

In this way, even if his wife was really poisoned to death by intravenous injection of drugs, the police would not have doubts about the needle holes on the lady's body due to the recent experience of being ill and infusion.

Tetrodotoxin was used to disguise accidental food poisoning, and infusions were used to disguise the existence of pinholes.

"It's really deliberate..."

"However, the more you do, the more you go wrong."

"If you pretend to be smart like this, you will reveal even greater flaws."

Lin Xin raised his head and stared sharply at the gloomy Yutian:

"Mr. Yutian, may I ask how many times your wife has had fluid transfusions in the past two days?"

"Twice." Yuda answered honestly.

The number of infusions was recorded in the medical records, and the hospital can also check it out, so he can't lie.

"How can there be 2 pinholes in 3 infusions?"

Lin Xin asked aggressively without giving him any chance to breathe.

As for this question, Yuda also had a draft:

"Because the nurse didn't pierce the right place during the first infusion, so the needle was pricked again!"

"Isn't this normal?"

"No, this is not normal!" Lin Xinyi smiled and shook his head.

This guy tried his best to find a reasonable explanation for the pinhole on his wife, but he ignored the scientific feasibility of this explanation:

"If it is according to what you said, if a needle is stuck in the wrong place and the bulge is re-injected, it will definitely cause a small area of ​​subcutaneous bleeding near the needle hole."

"But none of the three needle holes on the back of your wife's hand had a small area of ​​subcutaneous bleeding."

"So, Mr. Yuda—"

"You are clearly lying!"

Hayashi Shinichi and Miyano Shiho stood side by side, looking at Yuda sharply.

"I..." Yuda's tongue was stiff and he couldn't speak at all.

What kind of people did you meet today...

The injection of tetrodotoxin was seen through by a little girl.

The lie of covering up the third needle hole with the infusion experience was easily exposed by this young man.

Bastard...why is this happening!

His plan was obviously so perfect, why did he let him meet this kind of guy who is not easy to mess with?

Yutian gritted his teeth tightly, despair, depression, and anger welled up in his heart.

At this time, Lin Xinyi was still beating his broken psychological defenses non-stop:

"Suspicious unknown pinhole has been found."

"Miyano's reasoning has been half confirmed by me."

"The remaining half is Mr. Yutian, your murder weapon."

Lin Xinyi looked over coldly:

"Mr. Yuda, where is the syringe you used to inject tetrodotoxin?"

Yutian didn't say a word, but the cold sweat on his forehead was already dripping down gradually.

And Lin Xinyi seemed to be able to see through his heart, and every sentence hit his heart heavily:

"Your original plan was to inject your wife with a deadly toxin in the private room, so that you were also slightly poisoned, and then voluntarily walked out of the private room to seek help from others, acting as if you had accidentally encountered food poisoning."

"According to the plan, from the moment you step out of the box, your every move will be exposed to everyone."

"In that case, it is definitely inconvenient for you to discard the murder weapon used in the crime."

"And it's impossible for you to hide such important physical evidence in a box where it's hard for you to come back, so, Mr. Yutian..."

"The syringe should still be hidden on your body now, right?"

"You want to wait until you are completely out of the sight of others, and then find a way to deal with it secretly, don't you?"

As he spoke, Lin Xinyi's sharp gaze was firmly fixed on Yutian's body.

Yuda's expression suddenly became extremely unnatural.

It's like a student who finds out that the teacher suspects that he is playing with his mobile phone in class. He tries hard to appear to be sitting upright and listening to the class seriously, but he can only make himself look guilty.

At this time, Lin Xinyi slowly pushed forward, releasing an invisible oppression:

"Mr. Yuda, can I check your belongings?"

"you you…"

Yuda's body trembled, and he stepped back unconsciously:

He knew that he was finished.