"Will we have dinner together after today?" Okabaya looked at Shiba's face, slowed down his speech, and asked slowly. ()

Shibao was stunned. Facing Okata's eyes, she hesitated for a moment and quickly regained her usual indifference: "We are not the same type of people, maybe it's just a coincidence that we can sit down and eat here."

"Ctually? This may just be your understanding." Okabaya started to turn on the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, but found that it was a bit boring when he chewed. Because he felt that he had empty his mind and could not understand that the first date between the two of them had become the so-called "coinfully"!

Since he first met Shiba, no matter whether she was as cold as ice or not, he took the initiative to approach her because of his inexplicable favoritism. In the process, he never thought that the other party would accept her.

But if a man and a woman cannot be a lover, he can always become good friends, right?

Okata firmly believed that everyone in this world is an individual with emotions. As long as she warms her as much as possible, she will not be in an awkward and unfamiliar situation like she is now.

She looked for herself this time and thought it was a good start.

But unexpectedly, things went against my wishes!

"You don't understand me." Shibao shook his head and continued to eat.

Okara raised his head, his eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered: "Just as you don't understand my persistence."

He thought a lot, but in the end he still affirmed his unilateral "favoriteness" because there is no shortage of girls around him, but girls like Shibao may really be the only individual in this world.

Shibao didn't continue talking, she seemed to not care about Yi Xufang's thoughts and kept sitting opposite him indifferently.

"What's next? I should be able to help you, right?" Okao put down his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue. At the same time, he said slowly.

Shibao looked at him and said lightly: "I want you to come with me and go to the crime site to see."

"Oh." Okata nodded, his eyes staring at her, his lips pursed. She looked cold on the outside and had a cold tone, but because an irrelevant deceased person was so concerned, it was really difficult to understand her inner world.

Shiba seemed to notice Okata's gaze. She said, "You can choose not to go."

"I am a forensic doctor." Okayama was silent for a while, and gently tapped the table with his fingertips: "There is no reason not to go to the crime scene, refer to the evidence that is helpful to the development of the case."

"I've invited this meal." Shibao said calmly.

Okao was stunned, but she didn't expect that she would say something like "invite you to dinner". You should know that when Okao sat in front of her, she couldn't even tell whether she was an irrelevant stranger in her eyes.

......

Walking out of the restaurant, Okabaya and Shibao returned to her dormitory building together.

As a dormitory building of a first-class international university, it is naturally huge in scale and looks more like an office building of a large enterprise, with many floors and very high floors.

"I shouldn't be able to get in here, right?" Okata stopped in front of the glass door of the dormitory building. He said helplessly to Shibo, who was leading the way in front.

Like the boys' dormitory, except for the mailroom, there will definitely be a "aunt" who is strictly on duty.

You should know that the school management is very strict, and there is no room for bed between boys and girls. Especially in an open country like the United States, what happens is difficult to control.

Shibao turned around, looked at Okata, and then looked at the dormitory building in front of him: "Just say you are my boyfriend, come and help me move things."

"Hmm?" Okabaya looked at Shiba in shock.

"Don't think about it all, it's just that you can get here." Shibao said lightly.

Even though he said so, Okabata still felt that when Shiba said the words "You are my boyfriend" from Shiba, some new motivation and hope emerged deep in his heart.

Sure enough, Okata was asked about it as soon as he stepped into the ‘forbidden area’.

She is an old-fashioned aunt with a blond curly hair, and she looks at Okata with a smile on her face.

Okara just laughed and didn't say anything else.

Seeing this, Shibao, who was standing by, took the initiative to arrange the identity of his "boyfriend" for him, allowing him to enter the dormitory building of the exclusive girls together after registering and leaving contact information.

"When the aunt looked at us just now, she was full of doubtful eyes." Okata and Shibo took the elevator together, and the two of them said face to face in the small space.

Hearing Okata's words, Shibo looked at him: "So what?"

"Your expression is too cold." Okabaya said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Zhibao didn't say anything.

"If you think I have a boyfriend, should you laugh?" Suddenly, she asked a strange question.

Shibo's short brown hair shines brightly under the light, and his slender figure is also painted in his sight.

Okata was stunned and looked at her and smiled bitterly: "It seems that according to the scenes expressed by the men and women in love in TV series and movies, most of them will feel that they are sweet, so smile from the heart."

"It seems that you have never been in love." Although Shibo's words were very annoying, they did not make Okata, who was standing opposite him, feel harsh.

"Where are you?" Okabaya asked back.

Shibo turned his head and ignored him.

This woman... really doesn't understand!

Okao looked at her back distressedly and waited helplessly for the elevator door to open again.

Shibo carried Okata on her back, her eyes fell on the metallic luster of the elevator walls, which reflected her face.

It seems less indifferent and indifferent anymore.

She asked herself in her heart, would love make people laugh happily?

Can you make up for your own pain?

"Shibo, if you can, find a boyfriend who loves you during college!"

I recalled what my sister said to me in my ears, Shibao's eyes tilted slightly, and he turned to the him behind me!

......

"It's this floor." After the elevator was opened, Shibo led the way and introduced it lightly.

Okabaya noticed that the layout of the girl's dormitory building was similar to what he knew. A corridor led to each dormitory. If there was any difference, it was that he smelled a pungent fragrance, mixed with all kinds of mixed in the air.

He knew that European physiques were significantly different from those of Asians, and Europeans had stronger body odors, so he liked to spray some perfume on his body to cover up his taste.

This is because there are differences in the metabolism of food in Europeans and Asians, resulting in differences in the export of odorous substances excreted. Therefore, the proportion of these odorous substances excreted by the skin and urinary excretion is different.

Therefore, if Asians studying here want to fall in love, except for a small number of them accept European faces, most of them still look for lovers of the same skin color or the same country.

Okabata remembers that in which book it mentioned that taste is the first connection between two people’s feelings! Europeans believe in this, which has led to the popularity of perfume.

Sniffing the perfume smell, Ogata subconsciously approached Shiho who was leading the way.

Sure enough, the tasteless smell on her is more suitable for her!

"This dormitory has been blocked by the police, and those who had lived with the deceased were assigned to other places." Shibo pointed to an iron door marked with a digital brand and said to Okara standing behind him.

Okata nodded slightly. There was no accident when the police blocked the place. He has been meddling a lot of other people over the years, so there are many opportunities to contact the New York police. He knows the process of doing business here.

"It seems that I want to pry open the door lock here." Okabaya said slowly.

As he said that, Okabaya took out the key bag from his pocket, threw out a metal stick similar to a buckle spoon from it, and inserted it into the lock core.

In fact, this is all about concealing people's eyes.

On his fingertips, a strand of energy that others could not detect was penetrated into the depths of the lock core!

"Crack!" As Okata's wrist was exerting force, Shibo's surprised gaze really pried open the door lock.

This is not the first time Shi Bao thinks this man is mysterious, and he doesn't look like an ordinary student at this university...

Ogata didn't care so much, he pushed the door and entered directly!

Shibo followed him and walked into the scene of the crime blocked by the police.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes. As soon as Okata stepped into this room, his eyes kept scanning the place where he could see him! Just a qualified forensic doctor, observation plays a crucial role.

Of course, this is also one of the necessary qualities to test the police and detectives!

The line of sight was like a net, gradually spilling over, Okaga's brain was running very quickly, calculating where he felt that he was entering and leaving and not supposed to be.

The dormitory where the crime was involved, the part about the deceased had been specially circled by the police's blockade line, so it is a very easy-to-identify part. Okayama walked over and looked at the deceased's bed. It belonged to the entire dormitory layout, which was more remote from the windows, and the doors and windows were locked. It was located at a high altitude on the 17th floor. If the gangster wanted to commit the crime by breaking into the room from outside, it would obviously not be valid.

On the sheets, there is no obvious blood, only a large degree of folds...

Okao walked forward and observed the distribution of these folds. He found that most of them were concentrated on the upper and lower sides, which obviously eliminated the possibility of severe struggles in the process of death. Because the struggling folds will be concentrated in the center and appear distorted.

But what he saw now was an ordinary picture of a drunk person tossing and turning with a headache.

Wait, what is this?

Okata's eyes were sharp, frozen in part of the bed sheet, and at the bottom of the bed, there was a trace that was not bad to be noticed.

He leaned over, slowly handed out his hand, and gently touched the small trace with his fingertips.

"What is it?" Shibo stood beside him and asked in confusion.

"Salva, the saliva containing the deceased's stomach is debris. This indicates that during the death of the deceased, some physiological reflexes occurred in addition to cardiac arrest."

Okabaya heard Shibo's question and answered slowly.

Shibao looked over carefully. Although she didn't know what Ogata judged, she didn't seem to be talking nonsense when she saw his seriousness on her face. She suddenly felt that once she entered the state of "forensic doctor", she seemed to be completely different from her usual person.

Usually he would accommodate himself in language, but now... he has become himself thinking in his voice.

Okata was indeed very focused and focused, because his mind had already constructed the scenes and pictures of the deceased appearing in this room at that time, and carried out the association of the things captured by these eyes.

Around the deceased's bed, there were many things scattered!

Okara's eyes screened one by one. He believed that among these things, there must be someone who cannot escape the real cause of death of the deceased!
To be continued...