Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Hello there."

Gao Cheng shook hands with the cold woman in confusion.

Prisoner friend? Sympathize with the prisoner to make a wrong judgment?

Why is he not impressed at all? The only mistake in the case seems to be the one before he crossed it, right?

"She is Doctor Sansumi, an assistant professor at the Medical University, and is now the chief surgeon of the anatomy class," Sakurako Chengchi laughed. "If this is the case, let Dr. Sansumi show you around... Are you free?"

The last sentence is to ask a cold woman. Although this doctor Sancheng looks cold, he seems to get along well and smiles very sweetly. He may show more of a self-confident and rational independent female style.

It is indeed not easy to be an assistant professor at this age.

"Visit?" Doctor Sancheng heard the words and looked at Gao Cheng. "There will be an autopsy soon, but the city detective can just observe it on the spot."

"Watch it live? Actually I..."

"Hurry up, the seniors in the anatomy class should be here."

Before Gao Cheng could say more, Dr. Sancheng decided to leave the laboratory hurriedly without authorization, and Sakurako in the city also smiled wryly with her impatient appearance.

"That's how she came, but she was really amazing. She has dissected more than 1,000 corpses and is still an expert in compulsive suicide cases."

"Compulsive suicide?"

"I heard that this time it was a collective suicide by burning charcoal," Dr. Sancheng turned around, "Mr. Policeman is also here, maybe it will be your favorite homicide case."

"This is not a question of like or not?"

Gao Cheng felt uncomfortable when he thought of dissecting and observing his stomach, but Xiao Ai had already followed Sancheng.

I knew I wouldn't bring Xiaowei here...

Having said that, unnatural deaths are indeed reported to the Supervision Hospital. It is not surprising that the police come over. However, the Supervision Hospital usually only conducts administrative autopsy, which is mainly for the autopsy of abnormal deaths that have nothing to do with criminal offenses.

There are two types of forensic anatomy in Japan, judicial anatomy and administrative anatomy. If there is a suspicion of homicide, the judicial anatomy will be carried out and the forensic medicine classroom of the university will be responsible. Dr. Sansumi used to be responsible for the judicial anatomy in the university.

In other cases, administrative dissections are performed and the supervisory doctors are responsible.

Therefore, the corpses sent to the Supervision Hospital are usually not related to criminal offences or were not suspected of crimes at the time of prosecution. After all, some causes of death can only be determined after autopsy.

"Since I committed suicide by burning charcoal, is it necessary to conduct an autopsy?" Gao Cheng asked curiously.

"I think so too," a thin police officer said helplessly, "an obvious suicide like this, don't trouble things..."

"Of course an autopsy is required," said Dr. Sancheng while changing his clothes. "Even if there is only a small suspicion of homicide, you can't just give up. In the past, there have been people who were judged as non-homicide suspects during the inspection stage and reversed the case through autopsy. Case, this is why I came to monitor the hospital."

"In the past? Is there such a case in the past?" The police officer's expression turned bitter, "Doctor Sancheng, did you listen to me?"

"You're called Xiaoai, right?" Sancheng looked at Xiaoai for himself, "I didn't consider the child audience here, so why don't you just watch it outside?"

"can……"

Gao Cheng has also changed his clothes, a transparent gown and a mask.

He also thought of looking outside through the glass, but other people didn't seem to have such plans. The staff in the anatomy class were doing their own preparations, and they all looked very relaxed.

"Aren't the doctors in the city coming?"

"The doctor in the city is mainly responsible for the inspection and identification." The police officer seemed to be standing on the side, and no one even paid any attention. He had to find Gao Chengdao with a smile, "Is it a Detective Joto? I heard the person from the General Administration say about you. It’s been a long time. I mean..."

"Sergeant Maori," Sansumi re-entered the autopsy room after talking with Xiao Ai, "Is it okay to tell the city detective if you have time?"

"Uh," the police officer was quite embarrassed, "I, Mouri, and the detective Kogoro Mouri happen to have the same surname, haha... This time, I'm afraid that an unknown detective will have to go out. The delivery person who delivered the newspaper in the morning found it outside the mailbox of Sato's house. A letter was written by Sato Masaichi. When the police arrived at the news, they found four people including Sato lying on the ground in a 16-square-meter room, all dead..."

"Burning charcoal to commit suicide?" Gao Cheng looked down at the 4 dead bodies on the dissection table in transparent bags.

"Yes, the skins of the four people have turned orange-pink, which is a characteristic of carbon monoxide poisoning," the Maori police officer said with a headache. "The suicide note was also found at the scene, but Dr. Sancheng said that everything should be dissected, so even the famous detectives I've found it..."

"Because a girl had a tied abrasion on her wrist," Sancheng interrupted, "and the four of them are all unrelated people, aren't they?"

"That's right," the Maori police officer met Gao Cheng's gaze and coughed lightly. "They did find their ID at the scene. The first is the first son of Saeki, an 88-year-old woman. She decided to commit suicide because she could not bear the torture of her illness. The suicide note was left, and the hospital confirmed this...

"Then the owner of the house, Masaichi Sato, 56 years old, male, his wife filed for divorce two and a half years ago and was asked to retire early by the company~www.NovelMTL.com~ but did not find the next job..."

When the Maori police officer introduced the autopsy of the corpse in the room, he took out information and explained: "The investigation found that Sato had logged on to a forum website of suicide volunteers and searched for suicide partners on it. The remaining 3 people were summoned, and he was preparing. The coal and the seven-wheeled oven..."

"Gathered 3 people?"

Gao Cheng walked to the corpse of the young girl with abrasions on her wrist. Her orange-pink skin looked like she was still alive, and he might open his eyes at any time.

"Is this girl too? Much younger than the others, and the others are at least 51 years old."

"It's common to despair of life at a young age," the Maori police officer shook his head, "but only her identity has not been confirmed, so she left a suicide note..."

"Unidentified?"

Gao Cheng took the girl's suicide note, and a line of delicate text was written on a blank sheet of paper.

"Yes," the Maori police officer exclaimed, "homeless, and the suicide note is very bleak."

"Life is not something you can give up casually," Gao Cheng carefully checked the girl. "Is the suicide note really hers?"

"Otherwise?" Maori police officer shrugged.

"this is?"

Gao Cheng's eyes stopped at the end of the girl's hair, with some white crystals on it.

"Well," the Maori police officer followed, poking his head, "has been called to the appraisal department for inspection, but..."

"This is salt," Gao Cheng said softly, "after the hair gets wet with salt water, this kind of crystallization will eventually appear."

"what?"

"Salt?" San Cheng, who had taken the dissection tool, paused and looked back at Gao Cheng, "Are you sure?"

"I have seen similar cases before, but it's hard to say before the test results come out."

Gao Cheng loosened the girl's hair and raised his head to face everyone in the anatomy class.

"It might be homicide..."