Leading the way, Okabaya and Shipo followed her.

It was Shibo's first time to come to this kind of place, so he felt a little new about everything here. After all, the descriptions in books and TV series are different from reality.

The New York Police Department is divided into many floors and many departments, with police officers in charge of all aspects of work doing investigations. There are also some places similar to conference rooms and interrogation rooms. Most people are in a busy state and rarely see anyone chatting and drinking tea.

As a special department, the forensic identification department is a separate existence, located on the side of the matter identification department. After entering, it has a smell that is resistant to smell.

Ogata's nose is very flexible, so the irritating smell of Zi Formalin and other medical agents made him frown. This feeling is like a person with excellent vision pulling his eyes closer to the LCD screen, which will be more dazzling than ordinary people.

He subconsciously looked at Jo and Shibao who were walking beside him.

The former seemed to have become accustomed to everything here and was calm and composed. However, Zhibao may have distracted her attention to the smell because of her curiosity.

There were coroners in blue sweatshirts and white coats busy with their work.

When Okata saw these people, the first thing he thought of was that he would graduate in the future. If he said "professional matching", then it must be the job they are doing now.

So no matter from which perspective, these coroners who are busy before and after are all his predecessors.

"It's very cold here, and I rarely come here in normal times. But you'd better prepare mentally, because you'll see some... How to say it? Okara, you are a forensic doctor. You should know it, right?" Jo looked at Okara behind her and handed a look.

Upon hearing this, Okabaya looked at Shibo beside him. Because he was a forensic doctor, he was obviously ready. Shibo is a girl and is not engaged in this work. If you see that bloody scene, you should feel uncomfortable. So Jo didn't say it directly, and wanted Okabaya to advise Shibo not to follow in.

"It's okay." Shibao shook his head gently. He said in a calm tone as usual.

Okata looked at jo: "Don't worry, she is different from an ordinary girl." Speaking of this, his eyes paid attention to Shibo's expression beside him.

Sure enough, when he said this, Shibo's expression changed a little.

These changes are very subtle, hidden under her almost cold expression, but they are still captured by the careful Okata.

What kind of woman is Shibo? Okata gradually got to know her, and gradually became familiar with her thoughts at a certain moment and her views on some things.

Shibao. She doesn't seem to want to hear 'she's different from an ordinary girl'!

Okata held his hand tightly and felt the warmth in his palm. Some brilliance flashed through his eyes.

"Okay, I'll take you to see the corpse of '7601'." Jo shrugged, glanced at Okata and Shibo's faces, and said slowly.

Then Jo seemed to have found the person in charge of the autopsy department to explain his purpose, and nodded from the latter's point of view, which should have obtained his consent.

"Have you known this jo for a long time?" Shibao said suddenly.

Okabaya looked at her, was slightly stunned, and nodded, "I had contact in high school."

"Oh." Shibao stopped talking.

Okata didn't feel confused because he had long been used to this way of dialogue with the previous and the next. In his opinion, Shibo would only talk about things that were deep in her heart and really interesting.

Before entering the real morgue, Okata and Shiho, including Jo, changed into equipment from the autopsy department, just like the staff outside, standard masks, white coats, gloves, and head covers.

This is to prevent outsiders from leaving dandruff and hair on the corpse during the process of exploring the corpse, which affects the professional judgment of forensic doctors.

Okata was familiar with all this because he was the only professional forensic doctor among the three. Although Jo is an officer from the New York Police Department, he will not come to the mortar room more often than the former.

But she is experienced at least, so although she is slower than Okata, she is still dressed neatly.

And Zhibao...

"I'll help you with this hood." Okata walked to Shibasato and took the hood in her hand.

Shibo looked at Okata who was very close to him, and the other party took away what he had in his hand without saying anything, and there was no chance to refute or refuse.

Okara gently stretched out his hand and carefully tacted Shibo's short brown hair. Each hair passed through his fingers like a stream. What he could smell was no longer formalin at the tip of his nose, but the touch.

"You..." Shibo raised his head and looked at Okabaya, who was one head taller than her. What she saw was the faint smile on the corner of the other person's mouth.

Ogata did all this and looked at Shibo: "Put on the mask, let's go in."

Shibo returned to his usual expression and nodded slowly.

The morgue was very cold. In order to ensure the condition of the corpse, the room temperature was below 0 degrees and he was breathing while talking.

Okata looked at Shibasato, he was worried about the other party's clothes...

But I found that Shibao's eyes seemed to be on him!

jo found the corresponding storage cabinet in the morgue according to the number.

Okata stretched out his hand, took the key from Jo, and the moment he pulled out the corpse cabinet, his pair of ** feet slowly reflected into the sight of the three people!

Jo's face was normal, and so was Shibao.

Okara opened the entire corpse cabinet, and a female corpse that was completely obsessed with her body brought visual impact!

"Is it okay?" Jo looked at Shibo beside him.

Shibao shook his head and looked at the cold, white-haired corpse, which had lost its breath of life.

"This is a complete corpse, and it is not unacceptable." Jo was still scared as he spoke. Because of this, she had seen her intestines coming out, her head exploded, and her whole body was burned.

Okata's vision was suddenly carried by this corpse!

His eyes fell on every part of the corpse, and his brain was running rapidly.

The corpse, immersive seeing, is the truth!

When Ogata reached out his hand, he knew that the hidden death process would appear little by little.

This is his profession and his future job.

Shibo looked at the corpse, and her eyes blinked. No one could be indifferent to life and death, especially those around him.

"The deceased is called Tomosa Aizawa, who is a Japanese woman studying in the biomedical department of Columbia University. She is 21 years old this year. She is 1.62 meters tall and weighs..." Jo took out a copy of the deceased and handed it to Okara.

Okara took a look at the information of the deceased, paid attention to the physical data of her life, and her illness history.

He slowly said to Jo: "Where is the forensic identification of the deceased?"

"Here." jo handed another document to Okata.

Okara only took a few glances and knew that Shibo's view was correct. There were many different places in this corpse and the cause of death displayed on the death report, which is the so-called doubts.

If these doubts are combined together, they will overturn the irresponsible statement of "natural death".

Okara walked to the side of the corpse. With Jo and Shiba's surprised eyes, he stretched out his two fingers and pressed them with different forces through the gloves on the chest and abdomen.

If there are other forensic colleagues here, they will definitely be able to see the trick. This is a method of acupressure that forensics would inevitably apply in the absence of tools in the old century.

The acupressure method can obtain liver and water accumulation inside the corpse without dissecting the corpse.

Okara's acupressure method seems to be very different from what is described in most textbooks... During his acupressure process, the frequency of movement is low, and every time he presses, the surface of the skin of the body will be raised due to the different distribution of the force he bears, rather than simply depression.

A light seemed to ignite in Okaga's eyes, and he tried hard to capture all the feedback presented by the locked body.

Shibao looked at him seriously and recalled the kind of motivation he would show whenever he came into contact with things he knew in his field. This is also the difference between him and ordinary people.

Okabata basically locked in an area, narrowed the range of acupressure, and made a judgment. Above the chest cavity of the corpse, near the respiratory tract, he helped the corpse up with his arm, and then quickly tested the suspicion of the back of the neck and oral position.

After about ten minutes of busy work, Jo looked at Okata, who was not sure when it would be over, and said, "Do you have any eyebrows?"

"The deceased has struggled and suffocated. From the perspective of me as a forensic doctor, she died of killing him!" Ohfang came back to his senses, closed his eyes slightly, digested the information in his brain, and slowly answered Jo's question.

Jo looked at him in surprise and asked in confusion: "Here he killed?"

"Alcoholism and heart disease are only indirect, and the direct cause of death is the first death phenomenon caused by the deceased's breathing system blockage! This death phenomenon should be caused by a kind of pressure exerted by the outside world outside the physiological state!" Okabaya smiled slightly, and his tone was affirmative, adding confidence.

He never jokes when he makes a professional judgment.

Jo walked to the corpse and looked at it carefully for a few more times, but he did not analyze the possibility of "hoshok" like Okara. However, because he had dealt with Okara several times before, she knew how credible Okara's words were.

In her opinion, Okata is the most powerful forensic doctor she has ever seen!

This is not a basis, but a simple belief.

"Okabata, you have found me a problem." Jo smiled helplessly and said, "If you redefine this case, it means that our police station will re-notify the family of the deceased, and the report from the autopsy department..."

"But this is the truth." Okabaya looked at Jo and said slowly: "We all follow the truth to make things that we are obsessed with make sense!" When he said this, his eyes were condensed without any artificial feeling. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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