The Weird Magician of the Kexue World

Fujiwara Kyosuke rang the doorbell.

After a while, a short-haired man opened the door.

The crowd came to the living room.

"Brother-in-law."

Sakuragi Liulizi said: "This is Fujiwara Kyousuke, this is a wise police officer of the Metropolitan Police Department, they are here to investigate the cause of my sister's death."

"cause of death!"

Ichiro Watanabe was silent for a moment, then picked up a document on the table and handed it over.

"This is Mami's medical record, you guys have a look first."

Fujiwara Kyousuke took the medical record and read it together with Sakuragi Ruriko and Akechi Kengo.

The three looked at the medical records, and their expressions became more and more solemn.

"Doctor Watanabe, is this true?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke frowned and asked, "In the past year, your wife has actually been to the hospital four times, and the symptoms are all breathing difficulties, edema of the lower extremities, and the diagnosis given by the doctor is heart failure, don't you know that at all? Love?"

"Oh, I really don't know!"

Ichiro Watanabe looked annoyed: "Mami is happy all day long, I never thought she would suffer from heart failure!"

"Doctor Watanabe, have you seen this medical record before?"

Wisdom Jianwu speaks out and asks.

"No!" Ichiro Watanabe shook his head and said, "I saw it when I was picking up my belongings just now."

"Brother-in-law, don't you think my sister died strangely?"

Sakuragi Liulizi said with excitement: "I think a forensic autopsy should be performed!"

"Anatomy..."

Watanabe Ichiro frowned slightly: "Illness comes like a mountain, and the illness goes away like a thread. From the medical records, Mami's condition has been in for a while, and we were negligent!"

He looked extremely remorseful.

"So, you don't agree with the autopsy?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his eyebrows subconsciously.

"It's not that I disagree!"

Ichiro Watanabe said, "I can't bear it! Just let her go safely!"

"But you're a doctor, don't you want to know the cause of your wife's heart failure?" Zhizhi Jianwu held up the frame, and there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Doctors are human too!"

Ichiro Watanabe was excited, "I really can't bear to attack my wife!"

"You don't even know the relationship between me and Mami!"

When he said this, everyone fell silent.

Just then, the doorbell rang again.

When he opened the door, it was Yuya Sakuragi and a tall, dumb-looking young man.

"Kyosuke, be wise and vigilant."

Sakuragi Yu also said hello and said to Ichiro Watanabe: "Ichiro, I brought Yusuke too, I want you to listen to all of us."

"Oh?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke glanced at the man and said, "Is this Doctor Yuanshan?"

"It's me, hello."

"What about Doctor Toyama's advice?" Fujiwara Kyousuke asked.

"I agree with the teacher!"

Toyama Yusuke said decisively: "An autopsy is necessary. I want to know what happened to Mami."

"Is that what your uncle meant too?"

Fujiwara Kyosuke understood, it was Yuya Sakuragi who brought someone to help out.

"Yes, as a father, I want to know the cause of my daughter's heart failure; as a doctor, I want to know the pathology of Asami's death!"

"Ichiro, you shouldn't object, right?"

"Of course, I will listen to you."

Sakuragi Yu also nodded, looked at Zhizhi Jianwu, and said politely: "Trouble Zhizhi is vigilant."

"This is what we should do." Zhizhi Jianwu looked solemn.

The next morning.

Fujiwara Kyosuke came to Akechi Kengo's office.

"How about it?"

Zhizhi Jianwu sneered: "It really is a naked murder!"

Snapped!

He threw the autopsy report to Fujiwara Kyosuke.

"Type III anesthetic!"

[Author's digression]: Ask for collection, ask for comment, ask for silver ticket!!

Chapter 78 The Meteor Shower Murder Incident ([-])

"Type III anesthetic!"

"Actually, he drank a large dose of anesthetic and died. It seems that the method is very professional."

Fujiwara Kyousuke touched his chin and said thoughtfully, "Have you investigated the source of the anesthetic?"

"My subordinates asked Rice Flower Central Hospital, and they did not purchase this type III anesthetic."

Fujiwara Kyousuke frowned slightly.

It doesn't make sense, all indications are that it must be an acquaintance committing the crime.

If it was not an acquaintance who committed the crime, how did the deceased drink a large dose of anesthetic?Also, the amount of anesthetics is strictly regulated, how can it be leaked?

"Fujiwara-san, do you know why drinking a large amount of type III anesthetic can cause heart failure?" Akechi Kensuke was puzzled, and this touched his blind spot.

Fujiwara Kyousuke shrugged, he didn't know either.

But well...

He also has a foreign aid!

"You let me think about it first, I seem to remember."

Fujiwara Kyousuke pretended to be thinking, Zhizhi Jianwu nodded, and continued to check the dossier.

Fujiwara Kyosuke communicated with a trace of consciousness stored in the crystal ball, and at the same time hooked up with Miyano Shiho.

In an instant, the two appeared on the long table.

"Fujiwara Kyousuke?"

Miyano Shiho looked at the boy opposite, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Sorry, Miss Shiho, I have something to ask you about."

"Is this the attitude of your consultation?"

Miyano Shiho looked at this space curiously, without the panic that Miyano Akemi had at that time.

"I owe you a favor."

Fujiwara Kyousuke said helplessly.

"everything!"

"everything?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke frowned slightly, not knowing what she meant.

Miyano Shiho's voice increased a little: "You, my sister, Kudo Shinichi and Gin and everything."

"I won't say this. You will know soon enough. Do you really want to waste a favor? My favor is very precious."

Miyano Shiho was silent for a moment when he heard the words, then raised Erlang's legs, "I don't have much time, Gin has been sending people to monitor me."

"You can rest assured, you must understand that the human mind is imprisoned in the body, and you are now free from this bondage."

"Ignore time and space?"

Miyano Shiho is worthy of being a scientist, and he knows everything.

Fujiwara Kyousuke nodded: "One day here, only one second outside."

"It's interesting, the abilities of your special characters are really amazing."

Miyano Shiho's expression was obviously relieved, and he said, "Tell me, what can stymie your omnipotent magician."

"Why does drinking large amounts of Type III anesthetics cause heart failure?"

Fujiwara Kyousuke didn't care about the other party's ridicule, and asked seriously.

"Type III anesthetic?"

Miyano Shiho frowned slightly: "You should know that there are two ways to use anesthesia, one is injection and the other is suction."

"Ah."

"However, all anesthetics involve an appropriate amount of problems. If you use too little, it will not work. If you use too much, the load on the human body will increase, and it will even be irreversible."

"Is there anyone who would commit suicide by taking Type III anesthetics?" Fujiwara Kyosuke asked.

"My Master Mage!"