Okata did not dislike the dead body, because in the forensic's cognition, what was placed in front of him was a skin bag, which had its consciousness and ability to move. Through the gloves, his hands kept gently caressing the surface of the body.

When a person dies, the first phenomenon that occurs is muscle relaxation. It is absolutely relaxation. No living person can do it. Only dead people can do it.

In the forensic science mastered by Yu Fang, the so-called muscle relaxation is also called muscle relaxation. This thing is very professional and is used to judge the time of death. It refers to the phenomenon of muscle relaxation and softness throughout the body due to the stop of nerve activity and loss of muscle tone after a person dies.

Okara most intuitively felt the slowness of the real boss's body through his palm. His thoughts were quickly turned. He glanced at his watch and had a clear answer.

In fact, as long as you are bold and careful, it is easy to judge the death time of a corpse. The muscle relaxation can usually last for one to two hours, and it will end after the corpse zombie appears. People often say: "Everyone is dead and dead!" This means that the corpse zombie becomes hard after the muscle relaxation of the deceased.

His body was still in a state of stiffness, and the incident occurred not long ago.

For a specific time judgment, you need to consider the temperature of the corpse, corpse spots, and some subtle examinations, such as mild turbidity in the cornea, corrosive discoloration in the lower abdomen, corrosive venous networks and blisters. Therefore, the forensic science is meticulous and very thorough. How to clear the dead? It depends entirely on the heart of morality. Only if you are serious and careful enough, your ability will be second.

The facial expression of the boss of Makuna showed a terrifying loss, with his pupils dilated, his eyes opened, his mouth slightly opened, his skin lost its elasticity, and his muscles were generally loose. Okatsu opened his roar, his eyes were concentrated, and he checked other ways of death to eliminate sharp weapons and murder.

Okara's movements were very skillful. Without destroying the corpse, he adjusted the posture of the corpse and came to the wound where the sharp sword was inserted into the neck, rolled up the white flesh, the blood vessels that had condensed and contracted, and the degree of cutting of the wound.

"Hmm?" Okabaya's eyes were gathered at the wound of the boss Matsukuan. Regardless of the odor caused by the reproduction and growth of the rotten bacteria in the intestines of the body, he took closer and carefully considered that there were some things involving medical treatment in the coincidence of Jian Kuan and the wound.

The degree of blood splashing in the wound and the blood stains on the wall can form a picture, which is presented in Okabaya's mind, but the blood spreading on the neck and the signs of spraying on the wall cannot be perfectly compared. Okabaya looks at the injuries on the shoulders of the boss Makabaya.

The flesh was directly cut open by the sharp blade. The degree of blood spraying in this part and the splashing of the neck formed the mottled blood stains on the wall. Ogata carefully compared the cutting angle and state of the two wounds, as well as the depth of the wound, and the formation of these blood stains, to construct how frightened the boss of the Minakara was when he took his life, and how angry the murderer was at him.

It took about five minutes. When the police began to urge Soe, he left the body of the boss of the True Middle School and then walked towards the murder weapon collected by the forensic department. The blade weapon that was originally a knight in ancient times.

There was still dry blood on the blade, and the width of the blade face. Okara stretched out his hand and compared it with his palm width. The wound he had just witnessed was presented in his mind, and some intricate imaginations came to his mind.

And just as he was thinking about something, Kogoro Maori, who claimed to be a "famous detective", told his reasoning and conclusions in front of Officer Muro.

Okata walked over and heard the murderer confidently infer that the murderer was a staff member with a nervous and ugly face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, because the reasoning of this uncle Maori had a very clever and meticulous feeling at first glance by ordinary people, but it could not withstand scrutiny and actual evidence.

Conan, who was thinking about the case and clarifying his thoughts, showed a state of contempt. In his opinion, this mindless inference seemed a bit like a joke or a joke.

"Cousin." Xiaolan saw Okayama coming over and looked at him quickly.

Okabata smiled slightly and said embarrassedly: "I'm now covered with the rotten smell of the body, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Xiaolan smiled and said without mind.

Okara came to Conan, observed the little ghost's contemplative look interestingly, and said with a short lower body: "Conan, are there any clues?"

"Hmm?" Conan came to his senses and looked at Okata in surprise. He almost let it go.

Okara smiled and said, "Although the corpse can't speak, the corpse can express it."

"What?" Conan looked at this mysterious cousin, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger. Surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a hint of vigilance.

At this time, Officer Muro was too lazy to pay attention to Kogoro Mouri's tricks. He turned around and looked at Ogata, who was a forensic doctor, with a smile on his face: "I heard from Brother Maori, you are a master's degree in forensic medicine from Columbia University in the United States? It's really not easy! How about it, are there any clues about the murderer?"

Okata's eyes swept across everyone present, and everyone's expressions were different from each other's eyes.

"Officer Muro, the body has told me who the murderer is." Okabaya's calm tone, to everyone, was no less than a bombshell, buzzing throughout the exhibition hall.

Kogoro Maori's expression was very exaggerated. Conan looked at this strange cousin in surprise. When Koran saw Okata's serious expression, he felt inexplicably trusted. All the police officers who had praised Okata before looked at this boy who was condensed by all eyes.

As the most suspected murderer candidate of the art museum, Kuwata, Curator Luohe, the designer of the boss of the Shinaka, and the staff all showed wonderful expressions.

"Oh?" Officer Muro was also surprised. Seeing the young man's confident gaze, he seemed to think of the Kudo Shinichi who always helped him a lot. The young man named Yusuke Okabata did not show his sharpness, but was very calm.

Yusuke Okabata whispered: "My reasoning is not that clever or so meticulous, but for a forensic doctor, the key to identifying a prisoner is the crime process presented by the corpse, and there are further inferences."

"Officer Mume, I beg you... to send the body of the boss Makura to the autopsy department later." Okabaya looked at the police officers who were about to lift the dead body away, but because of his words, and said to Mume.

Officer Mumu looked at the coroner in embarrassment, because the body was sent to the autopsy department later and placed with professional storage equipment, which would cause other changes in the body and affect their professional judgment.

"Young man, come and infer!" The coroner was silent for a moment. He smiled and said to Okay. It is difficult to find excellent forensic personnel in Japan. So he has rarely seen anyone use professional knowledge in the field of forensic to solve the case.

Ogata nodded thankfully. After receiving the approval of Murome and the coroner, he told several police officers to place the body covered by the boss Makane's body at the angle and position that everyone could see.

Seeing everyone waiting for his inference, Okabaya approached the body of the boss Makana and put on white gloves again, with extremely professional eyes in his eyes. He was a forensic doctor and a forensic doctor who analyzed the truth.
Chapter completed!