Chapter 343 The first love in memory
"That's right." Okabaya nodded: "The surface of the deceased's body has some detailed symptoms, which are the pinhole-like corpse spots formed on the surface of the corpse after the pores contracted as mentioned by Dr. Russell. The reason why these corpse spots gradually appear after the corpse dies is that the deceased had a whole body occlusion before his death, resulting in a dilated recovery after death. In short, these pores are like an open rubber band. Once they let go, they will immediately return to their original state. However, it takes a long time to occur in the human body."
"The pore occlusion that these deceased experienced during their lifetime is inseparable from the electric fan we are seeing now!"
Okabata patiently explained: "The so-called pressure applied by a specific environment is the weakest suffocation and death! The electric fan is regarded as the weapon of the whole case, so the method used by the murderer is roughly the low pressure caused by the fan blades in rapid rotation, which quickly pours into the respiratory tract of the deceased, causing strong pressure to breathe. When exhaling, the wind will push away most of the force flowing out of the mouth and nose. When inhaling, the air flow quickly pours into the lung lobes, causing the digestive system of the esophagus to twist, causing the respiratory system to flow back. It causes a large amount of saliva to flow out from the corners of the mouth and nose of the deceased... So, if we sleep in an environment with a window open and blown by the wind for a night, we will definitely find that the corners of our mouths will be uncontrollably touched with some traces of saliva when we wake up in the morning."
"However, humans actually have another way of breathing, which is to breathe through their own pores, but the frequency of this way of breathing is very low. So when the fan blows to the body of the deceased on a large scale, the deceased is at a level. Due to the coverage of low pressure, the pores around the body are blocked and the skin cannot be used to fight for enough breathing. This also confirms the various doubts that we can only see from the corpse now."
While saying all this, Okabata felt that he seemed to have gained a happy mood.
Because when everyone is immersed in his inferences, the self-evident sense of accomplishment is something that others cannot understand at all.
"Bang!" I don't know who it was, but when Okay was stunned, a sudden clapping sounded.
When Okata's eyes returned to everyone, Jo smiled and stood up and clapped his hands. Then, like her, other police officers working in the New York Police Department also gave them applause.
Because from the beginning of suspicion to the current conviction, the Asian face in their eyes presented excellent forensic inferences, which seemed like a powerful counterattack, refuting everyone's inner resistance to the "reversal of the case"!
Several people around him stood up, and Russell looked embarrassed, because among these people, the one who showed the most intense and emotional performance for Okabata, was him. As a forensic doctor, he even had some thoughts after some inferences, that is, his experience and knowledge were combined... There was no one who was powerful.
How is this possible?
But now, he has no reason to contempt or even mock this young man!
No matter what era or country, they believe in the point of being a master. The forensic industry is not obvious or revealing, but in Russell's view, it is a mountain with only a few being crossed by itself. And this boy who has heard that he has not graduated seems to have surpassed more.
......
"What about the murderer? Is there a way to infer it?" Jo asked directly. Although she knew very well that Okao determined the possibility of homicide through autopsy and a series of inferences, she seemed to rely on their police to find out the culprit of the case.
But at this time, Okata's magic showed still made her unable to help but ask. After all, everything about the murderer can be said to be clueless, and it would be very difficult to ask them to start investigating it.
Okata looked at Jo's expectation and couldn't help but smile: "I don't know who the murderer is, but it's obvious... the close relationship between him and the deceased should be the person she usually contacts the most. So as long as the police investigate the call records of the deceased in detail, they can find out some clues."
"Oh?" Jo's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"I said that this method sounds simple, but it is particularly clever. Usually ordinary people have never heard of similar ways of killing. Judging from the distance and methods, the range of the murderer should be that of our school students and science students who have read some detective novels. Moreover, in addition to being clever, this method is also very gentle and obscure, right? I don't think the murderer wants to adopt a direct and hurtful killing method to end the life of the deceased... He used a way of burial to send her away quietly."
Okara developed his own thinking and slowly analyzed Jo.
Jo nodded slightly, what Zuoba said made sense, and gave her a rough idea and direction. But this was enough, and she believed that the real murderer would surface in a few days.
"Thank you, Okata!" jo stretched out his hand.
Ogata held the other party's palm and chuckled, "We will have a chance to cooperate in the future."
"This is true. I think you will definitely choose to work at our New York Police Department after graduation?"
"Well. I think it should be, after all, I can't find a better workplace than here."
Okata is telling the truth. In the world, the most developed country is the United States, and the forensic major here is also the most developed and valued. If there is no other reason, he will definitely choose to stay here.
After all, there is home here, things he likes, and people he likes...
Thinking of this, Okata's eyes secretly glanced at Shibo, who was standing aside and was always cold and indifferent.
But I found that she was standing there quietly. Although she was serious on her face, her eyes seemed much gentler and kinder. She was no longer so cold and kept people from thousands of miles away...
Is it an illusion? Okayama was stunned.
"Haha, I won't bother you anymore." Jo suddenly smiled with a smile on his lips.
After she left, there were only Ogata and Shibao in the big corridor.
"You are amazing." Shibo slowly opened his mouth, his eyes under his brown hair dodged Yuka's gaze, and his voice was pressed down very low.
"Forehead?"
Hearing Shibao's praise, Ogata did not recover at one point. The next second, he was calm and blushed rarely.
Unlike others who praise him, this is Zhibao!
"Thank you." After calming down, Ogata didn't know what to answer, but he felt his face hot and his 'mood' was beating very hard.
Shiba stopped talking, but turned around and walked towards the stairs in the corridor.
Looking at her back, Okata wanted to be an impulsive big boy, shouting "I like you!" unscrupulously, but he knew that it was definitely not a few words to melt her power.
When Ogata speeds up and walks to Shibo.
He hesitated and observed.
But I discovered something...
Under Shibao's eyes, a teardrop hangs.
When Okata's eyes fell on her eyes, he found it was red!
She cried?
Shibao...she...
Okabaya's eyes stared at her in a daze, and his heart slammed into his chest. He could not imagine such a scene, nor could he understand or even relieve the scene!
Because, perhaps, he doesn't understand yet.
After walking with her a few steps, Okao took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her.
Shibao stopped and did not wipe the tears that made Okabata feel like it was piercing into his eyes...
Her voice was still indifferent: "Why can you choose?"
Why you can choose!
Okara looked at her and he wanted to answer, but there was no answer.
"You can choose your life and choose what you like..." Zhibao held his palm tightly, his voice trembling.
Okata didn't speak for a long time.
He was like the wood standing in front of Shipo!
Because he was thinking, his mind was also very confused...
When Shibo's tears dried up and tears flowed out from the depths of his eyes, Okabata felt that his thinking was broken into pieces in an instant. The so-called calmness and thinking were just ridiculously stupid under the impact of emotions!
"And I!" Shibao held back what he wanted to say, but from her eyes and pupils, what Okabata saw was the sadness that was suppressed, controlled, and bound.
Just at this moment.
"I like you!"
Okara stopped everything he was confused and restrained, looked at her and said it seriously.
Shibo's eyes widened, and Okata's figure reflected in the picture she captured.
"I like you!"
Okata stepped forward, spread his arms, and hugged Shipo in his arms without saying anything.
It's impulsive to do this!
If she refuses, if she hates it, she will feel like she has lost the kite that is being held by the thread in her hand and will never be in touch again.
"I like you!"
Seeing Shibao staying in his arms and not rushing to resist, Okabaya was like a hooligan, putting his mouth close to her cheek and said slowly.
It seemed as if the whole person became burning because he hugged Shibao. Because it was hard to believe each other, the other was so close to each other.
Ogata hugged him very tightly, and what he felt was no longer Shipo's indifference, but a hint of warm texture that was slowly conveyed through his body.
This feeling made Ogata even ignore the consequences.
He just wanted to stay for one more second, one second!
His lips trembled slightly, and Shibao's face kept changing.
It will be white for a while, then turn red.
Her tears were already shaking and falling.
"You...get out...let me go." Shibao's voice was a little scared. She wanted to deliberately maintain her indifference, but found that something came out of her throat was another sound.
It sounds a bit harsh.
However, it seemed to be much gentler when it reached Okabaya's ears. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
Chapter completed!