The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

"Alibi does not exist?" I was a little puzzled, "But aren't their alibi all very time-sensitive?"

"This can't be misled by timeliness." Matsuda Jinhei hooked my shoulder and said, "Alibi with strong timeliness is very powerful, but it is also easy to fake, because as long as you provide a strong time cues, people generally believe what they see."

"In this way, among them, there is either a problem with the timing of the weather forecast, or a problem with the time to go to the toilet?" I tried to analyze from the perspective of Matsuda Jinpei.

"That's right." Toru Amuro could easily see the loopholes based on their own description, "The fact is—the police officer who said he went to the bathroom by himself, your alibi is simply not valid!"

"What?" The police officer who was pointed out had a look of disbelief, "I'm obviously the one with the stronger alibi, but I have more witnesses!"

"It's this testimony that made you leak the truth." Amuro revealed a confident smile, "According to the weather forecast, today and tomorrow will be cloudy during the day, and there will be rain tomorrow. The weather is hot and humid. It will be gloomy and faster than usual, and the school cleaning scene that the cleaning staff saw is actually not school at all."

Toru Amuro paused for a moment, and then said: "Actually, it's the scene where they are about to go to the playground for physical education class after a class! That's why they rush out. If you let the cleaning staff recall the scene, you will notice them. In fact, there is no schoolbag at all! She mistook it for school, in fact, because you said "school" before, she pointed her thoughts in the wrong direction."

He finished and added:

"However, we still have to wait until the appraisal report is fully released as evidence before we can convict."

Hearing this, the cleaner who had just been invited back by Police Officer Takagi showed doubts, she fell into deep thought again, and after a while, she stumbled and said, "It seems...it seems that there is really no schoolbag. "

"So it's you!" Officer Mu Mu angrily accused, "You're still a police officer, why did you do the poisoning thing!"

The policeman, who had already begun to shrink back, did not dare to look at everyone and lowered his head. He confessed his crime obediently before the appraisal report came out, and his voice became as small as the sound of a mosquito:

"Actually...actually, I didn't expect him to die...I just...I just heard that there is a medicine that makes people obedient and taciturn.

That prisoner, what did he think of himself!Coming in is like treating us as servants, serving tea here and changing quilts there... I thought that after taking this medicine, he would be more obedient and less troublesome for us.

I... I really didn't know he would die! "

His last voice was a little crying.

"Hey..." Officer Mu Mu sighed silently, "Take it away...you don't need to leave the car directly at the police station."

After I waited for the staff who dared to come along to carry away Mr. Butler's body routinely, I felt mixed feelings.

But for some unknown reason, when Toru Amuro left, he said in a low voice:

"Why do I still feel a little strange."

"Maybe the sudden death gave you a sense of separation. I also felt in a trance just now." I comforted him.

When Toru Amuro and Jinpei Matsuda were about to leave the gate of the police station, they ran into the high-eyed police officer who hurried back for some reason. He was holding a report in his hand and was about to stuff it into his file bag. in.

"Hey, is it the high-eyed police officer?" I saw that he was a little puzzled, "Didn't you go to sort out the case information? Why are you back?"

"It turned out to be you." Officer Takagi touched his head and smiled when he saw the three of us going out, "It was the colleagues from the forensic department that sent back the identification report of the toxin on the teacup."

"Cyanogen/Potassium?"

"Yeah, that's right, it's cyanide/potassium." Officer Takagi briefly opened the report to check, "It's painted on the right edge of the handle of the teacup, but not on the left. It's exactly the same as Mr. Amuro's reasoning."

"Amazing……"

But before I finished sighing, Toru Amuro suddenly caught a glimpse of something wrong with the content of the information, and he asked Takagi, "Wait...does the other teacup have an inspection report?"

"The other one? Is it the one I drank?" I asked with some doubts.

"Wait...you mean..." Matsuda Jinpei suddenly turned pale with shock, showing a shocked expression.

"Well, it seems to be caught in it..." Takagi was still rummaging through the information in a hurry, and Toru Amuro had already stood behind him, as if he knew better than him,

"It's this one...it's usually under these ones. No... those ones are the signatures of the appraisers."

When he saw the identification report of another teacup, his eyes suddenly became serious, and he slowly uttered a few words:

"not good……"

Matsuda Jinpei hastily took the identification report and flipped through a few pages, his face also became ugly.

"What's wrong?" I asked eagerly.

Matsuda Jinpei stuffed the report into the arms of the bewildered police officer Takagi, and said to me:

"That teacup of yours...is not coated with any cyanide."

"This... this..." I felt like I was almost speechless.

Officer Takagi was still wondering: "What does this mean?"

"According to our reasoning just now, if the murderer wants to poison the deceased with an injured right wrist without being present, he must smear poison on the right side of each teacup. However, according to the appraisal report, the other teacup is not poisonous at all!" Matsuda Jinhei The strength to squeeze my wrist became stronger.

Toru Amuro took his words and said: "That is to say, the police officer who was arrested may have actually applied something non-toxic. The person who actually applied the poison was a newcomer who had been at the crime scene all along. Little police officer! Only he knows which teacup was actually handed to the deceased, and only he can accurately poison the head!"

"Damn it!" Matsuda Jinping cursed secretly, "We were all deceived by him."

"Come back and catch him!"

Officer Takagi responded blankly, then turned around and ran inside in a daze.

It's a pity that Matsuda Jinhei and Amuro Toru, two extremely skilled men, had already surpassed him. They ran quickly and disappeared with a gust of wind.

When I rushed back to the original crime scene out of breath, I realized that Amuro Toru and Matsuda Jinhei standing there were not in a good mood. When he saw me, he explained a few words to me:

"The little police officer ran away. He is new here, so there is not much information to be found in the personnel department, and the rental house has also been checked. In fact, he does not live there at all, it is just an empty house."

"I didn't expect to let him run away!" Toru Amuro looked very remorseful, "I wish I had discovered the truth earlier, he was just here pretending to be acting for everyone to see."

"It's okay." I comforted him, "You are already very powerful, I believe he can't run too far, everyone knows what he looks like, and it's only a matter of time before we catch him."

I looked at my watch, it was very late, I didn't expect to be delayed by a case for such a long time.

"Now is a time when I don't know whether to have dinner or supper." I said with some distress.

"You can't eat too much at this time, or you won't be able to digest well, and you won't be able to sleep at night. It's best to eat something light..." Matsuda Jinhei immediately took my words and began to chatter.

Toru Amuro immediately backstabbed: "It makes sense, but the healthiest, most delicious and most suitable food for this time, isn't it made by me?"

"Come on, can you really not get tired of eating every day?" Matsuda Jinpei pouted dissatisfiedly, "I dare say that there is a dipping noodle restaurant that is much better than yours. The soup is rich and delicious."

"Really? Really!" I was immediately attracted by the delicious dipping noodles he described.

"Yes, yes." Seeing my appearance, Matsuda Jinhei narrowed his eyes happily, "And there is a shop next to it that makes apple cinnamon rolls that are very delicious. You can take them home for breakfast tomorrow."

"I can also make apple cinnamon rolls." Toru Amuro muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"True!" I patted him on the shoulder earnestly, "I have some money, and others have to earn it. You see, it's too late for you to go back and do it now. Why don't you eat with us!"

"Since he wants to do it by himself so much, Riko, let him go back and do it by himself. The two of us go out to eat delicious food." Matsuda Jinhei said leisurely behind me.

"No!" Toru Amuro interrupted him suddenly, as if gnashing his teeth, "I, too, want to eat together!"

When we stood at the door of the soup dipping noodles with the sign "Closed", I felt Toto Amuro couldn't help laughing.

"I'm sorry..." Matsuda Jinhei scratched his head helplessly, "Forget about this, the owner of this shop should have closed."

"I'm so hungry..." I rubbed my stomach, "It feels like it's too late to go back and do it now, I feel like I'm going to faint from hunger in the next second."

My eyes felt black, and I was holding Matsuda Jinhei's white wrist, as if I was holding a big chicken leg, and I wanted to bite it down and eat it.

"I can only search for a quick snack bar nearby." Toru Amuro turned on his phone and began to search the map.

"If there is a convenience store, rice balls and instant noodles can fill my stomach, and it would be great if there is my favorite Tang Yang chicken skewer." Even if I am hungry and panic, I still have to struggle Give suggestions for meals.

While Toru Amuro and Jinpei Matsuda were cooperating to quickly search the surrounding snack bars, I heard the closed rolling door of soup tsukemen in front of me suddenly open with a "squeak".

The uncle in a white vest for the elderly, with a large white towel draped over his shoulders, stood at the door of the store with his hands on his hips and asked us:

"What are you guys doing standing in front of my shop!"

After hearing the tragic story that we came here to eat tsukemen, but unfortunately caught up with the closing time, and could only look for other food at the door hungry, the uncle was very kind and decided to make three more bowls for us.

"That's great, uncle!" I said to him with tears in my eyes, "You are the owner of the best and kindest tsukemen shop in the world."

"Come on." The uncle dragged on his slippers and was about to enter the shop to make noodles. "I said it was the best before I even took a bite. The little girl's mouth is a deceit."

"Looking at this posture, I know it must be unpalatable." I followed the scent and entered the dark shop door.

"I can't do it..." The uncle who was walking towards the kitchen suddenly stopped, turned his head and asked, "But now the store is closed, there is no place to sit, and the ingredients may not be complete, so I can only do what I have. Can't order."

"It's okay, it's okay!" I nodded repeatedly, "I'm not picky about food, and I can eat it on the main road!"

Just like that, I, Matsuda Jinpei and Amuro Toru, were sitting on the side of the empty road, facing the big round moon, each holding a bowl of stir-fried dipping noodles with different ingredients, and my stomach growled. .

Probably because it was closed, the uncle seemed to have simply made three bowls of noodles with ready-made ingredients.

I got four squids, two quail eggs, two small green vegetables and one Chinese cabbage in my own bowl.

Matsuda Jinpei said that he had eaten a large rib, and he enthusiastically wanted to share it with me.

Toru Amuro said that he had a very soft piece of beef, and he weighed it with his chopsticks and was about to put it in my bowl.

In the end, my bowl was stacked like a hill. Although the flavors are different, they taste very good when mixed.

The side of the road was a bit dirty, and when we stood up after eating, I even patted the dust off my pants.

"Wait." Matsuda Jinpei said, "Your clothes seem to have a little dust on the hem, let me help you..."

Before he finished speaking, Toru Amuro suddenly interjected:

"I, I, I will help you dust off!"

Before the two of them stretched out their hands to successfully wipe off the dust, and before my mind came back to my senses, a bright light suddenly hit me.

A shout of anger came:

"Sweep//h! Put your head on your hands!"

The author says:

The perspective of passers-by is starting to get weird

The three who just came out of the police station are going back again, for strange reasons

感谢在2022-07-0418:00:02~2022-07-0520:01:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Yu Xinhei 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?