Chapter 696 The Neon Police is completely rotten to the core
Fujino's fist became a little hard, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but sigh.
Unlike China, basically every criminal police team at or above the county level has prepared forensic doctors.
There are not many formal forensic doctors in Neon, and they can even be said to be new things.
Most of the forensic doctors in Neon are usually external part-time consultants, or they are people within the forensic department who know some forensic knowledge.
I won’t go into details about the qualifications for the special appointment. I guess it must be a high-level relative in Shizuoka or something.
Otherwise, there is no particularly dazzling record, and it is impossible for the gang of cowards in the police industry to agree to join the special consultant thing.
Moreover, Neon actually has more than 100 official forensic doctors.
In other words, there are more than a hundred forensic doctors out of one or two billion people.
This can only be good if it is evil!
For people like Brother Megure, they usually need help from themselves or someone from the forensic department to determine the cause of death.
Fujino touched his chin, the thoughts in his mind gradually became clearer, and his glasses flashed a flash of white light.
I won’t say much about what people in the forensics class do.
Even if good people want to investigate, they will be misled by the appearance of the killing method because of its unprofessional nature. For example, hanging is mistaken for hanging.
Otherwise, why would you need medical skills to be a detective?
If you don’t understand medical skills, you really can’t even figure out how the deceased died.
"The trick of the murder method has been figured out, and the murderer is next."
Henggou looked at the thoughtful detective and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Fujino-kun, do you have any ideas?"
"Henggou Police Department!"
Fujino raised his eyes and glanced at the nails on the shelf and the corpse, and constructed the scene in his mind.
Collecting evidence, conducting on-site investigations, all kinds of work are done on them, and they also need to conduct an autopsy...
"So that's it."
Before Henggou could respond, Fujino turned around and asked, "Where did you find it?"
The blood on the ground was also explained clearly.
The man hesitated for a moment, glanced at Henggou, and after receiving confirmation, reported: "The phone is inside the victim's quilt. It seems that it was rolled in after falling asleep. The phone is currently insufficiently charged and cannot be turned on, so the contents inside We can’t check it either.”
All I can say is that Neon Police is rotten to the core.
It would be better to settle the case than to do one less thing.
So much so that the detective entrusted with the investigation must be asked to determine the specific cause of death of the deceased.
At this time, a man in police uniform ran in quickly: "The victim's mobile phone has been found!"
So why do you always commit suicide?
If you can't even analyze the basic detailed cause of death, this investigation is useless!
If the forensic doctor said it was hanging, then this case was indeed a suicide, but if it was hanging, then it would be easier to say.
Fujino mentally greeted the eighth generation ancestor of the 'forensic doctor' who identified the corpse, and already had some clues about this case.
Fujino responded, then stood up, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "The identity of the murderer is also very different."
"Really?"
Henggou was stunned for a moment, "Then who is the murderer?"
"Well, that guy will show up later. I don't know if this idea is right or not."
Fujino said something, withdrew his gaze and explained to Henggou: "First send someone to wait at the phone at the door of the house where all of them were at that time." "I understand."
Henggou nodded, and then called over a subordinate in police uniform to act according to Fujino's instructions.
"In this case, it should be fine."
Fujino looked at his back and said, "Mr. Kikuemon, can you lend me a clay pot in your warehouse?"
Kikuemon was a little confused when he heard this and asked, "What does the clay pot have to do with this case?"
"It has a lot to do with it."
Fujino nodded slightly and explained: "I have been able to identify the murderer, but I may have to destroy an item, so I have to tell you."
"It doesn't matter."
Kikuemon said without hesitation: "As long as the murderer can be found, it doesn't matter if all the pots in this room are smashed!"
"The old gentleman is open-minded."
Fujino sighed with emotion, turned around, and took down a jar with a narrow mouth from the top shelf next to the corpse: "Actually, the murderer's method of committing the crime in this case was very simple, but we were all fooled by the forensic doctors."
Henggou was stunned when he realized this: "Were you deceived by the forensic doctor?"
Fujino played with the jar in his hand: "Yes, the cause of death of Ms. Tsuchiya Masuko was not hanging, but her body fell from a high altitude and was hanged by a rope."
When everyone heard this, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. No one said a word. They silently looked at the top of the warehouse, and soon discovered the iron nail.
"Miss Tsuchiya Masuko's place should be on the shelf with the iron nails, and the wound was also made by the iron nails."
Fujino looked over and reasoned: "At that time, the murderer took her to the warehouse while it was dark, and then put her on the shelf. Then he just put a hemp rope around her neck and waited until she woke up. From now on, he will just fall down and be hanged.”
After a pause, he pointed to the blood stains on the ground and continued: "It's just that before she was hanged, she reacted, grabbed the shelf with force, and fought for herself for a while. The blood was left on the ground at that time. There are also some blood drops that were left at that time. Judging from the distance, they must be at least one meter. "
After Fujino said this, he looked around at everyone, raised the jar in his hand, and then smashed it down.
"Patta!"
The pottery pot was broken, and among the fragments of the pottery pot, a mobile phone was placed in the interlayer of the pot.
"Judging from the location where the mobile phone was found, Ms. Tsuchiya should have the habit of putting her mobile phone next to the bed. The murderer took advantage of this habit..."
Fujino picked up the mobile phone on the ground, "The mobile phone used should be this one. He replaced the original pottery pot and added a compartment inside for hiding. This means that this person's pottery skills are very high, and not only In this case, the murderer probably also set the same ringtone, which means that this person knew the victim very well."
"As long as the murderer makes a phone call at a specific time, she will hang herself naturally."
He turned on his mobile phone and opened the call history: "Just in time, around six o'clock this morning, there was a call record here."
As he spoke, Fujino smiled playfully and pressed his finger on the call button: "Then what will happen if we call back now?"
"Jingle Bell!"
A phone rang suddenly from outside the warehouse door.
Everyone looked back and saw that the source of the sound was the house next to the warehouse.
"Police department!"
At this time, a man in police uniform ran over: "The phone next to the living room corridor rang!"
"The call I called back turned out to be the landline phone next to the living room..."
Fujino thought for a moment, then looked meaningfully at Seto Ryuichi among the three apprentices: "I remember you said before that you called the young lady to confirm whether she went out?"
(End of this chapter)
