This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

Okano Ryoko informed Beichuan Temple to go to the police station again, saying that there was a new result of the autopsy.

However, Kamiya Mirai, who was traveling with Beichuan Temple, was left in the front hall of the police station by Okano Yoshiko, saying that there were some things that were not good for girls to see.

Although Mirai Kamiya strongly protested against this, he could not stand up to Ryoko Okano's arrangement.

It stands to reason that I should be an outsider, and this kind of information that only insiders are allowed to know should not be called me.

What bullshit is an outsider insider! Every time there is a murder, you are at the scene, do you think you can stay out of it now? Okano Ryoko took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then threw the cigarette end into the Trash can, leading Beichuan Temple to the depths of the corridor.

Kitagawa Temple glanced sideways at Yoshiko Okano with such an expression, and followed behind her without saying a word.

Yoshiko Okano said while walking:

The name of the deceased is Nana Hoshino, who happens to be a student of your Jingbei High School. I think you should know. But I don't think you know about the autopsy results and the things involved behind it.

We found hairs of the same thickness and thickness from Hoshino Nana and several other corpses. After identification by the identification department, these hairs belonged to fugitives ten years ago.

It seems that Kaito Ishikawa is suffering from hair loss. Kitagawa Temple rarely laughed aloud.

Don't give me such a poor mouth here! Okano Yoshiko smacked her lips without any ladylike image.

The name of the fugitive is Ishikawa Kaito, who lives in Hachiyama City, Iwate Prefecture. He killed his parents ten years ago and took all his savings and fled in fear of crime.

Afterwards, colleagues in Yashan City excavated the head and legs of the neighbor Mitsui Yuko around Ishikawa's house, and the torso was chopped into pieces. At the same time, someone was also at an abandoned construction site not far from his house. The body of Saori Takahashi who was also divided into head, legs, and torso was found.

These corpses are similar to the current case. Yoshiko Okano said with deep eyes and a serious voice, that is, they all lost their arms.

That case caused an uproar in the entire Bashan City. After all, an educated high school student actually killed his parents and classmates around him. Executioner, murderer, butcher... no matter what title is used for this vicious Not too many prisoners.

Yoshiko Okano's voice was far away, as if she wanted to travel through time and space to see the truth at that time, coupled with her cold words, it made people shudder.

Kaito Ishikawa's criminal motive is still unclear, but the other party has been absconding for ten years. Whether the current case is a copycat or the criminal himself, we have no way of knowing for the time being. The only thing that is certain is that there is definitely more than one murderer. Assist from the side, otherwise Ishikawa Kaito would not have been able to escape for ten years.

So— Okano Yoshiko stopped in front of the autopsy room, suddenly turned back to look at Beichuan Temple, and laughed self-deprecatingly:

How? Am I a very strange policeman? I actually think that the key to solving this case lies in a brat like you.

It is certainly a very strange thing to have expectations of a high school student.

But Okano Yoshiko had an inexplicable feeling in her heart that Beichuan Temple was the key to solving the case.

It can only be said that you have a keen sense. Beichuan Temple spoke neither salty nor weak, and his tone was full of calm.

You are so confident. Okano Yoshiko teased Beichuan Temple, and wanted to touch the cigarette again, but she thought of the rules here in the autopsy room, so she had no choice but to extinguish the fireworks, took out the gum and threw it into her mouth to chew : Go in, let me tell you first, I don't like that guy inside very much.

As soon as they pushed open the door of the autopsy room, cold air escaped from it.

The autopsy room is well-lit. There is an anatomy table in the center with strong lights on. On the anatomy table there is a movable fixed table with various anatomical tools.

This is really a rare visitor. Isn't this the Gangye Police Department? What? Do you still want to know the details of the corpse? But unfortunately, you should have got the autopsy report, which is all you can know.

A female voice came over.

I'm just bringing the kid you're interested in here, Sakura. Yoshiko Okano scratched his head, squinted his eyes and shouted to the inside.

Oh?! The female voice was suddenly full of interest.

Under the watchful eyes of Kitagawa Temple and Okano Ryoko, a woman wearing glasses slowly crawled out from under the dissection table.

If a normal person were here, he would probably feel scared and guarded by the other party's inexplicable interest.

How many times have I said, don't sleep under the dissecting table, Sakura. Okano Ryoko sighed.

The opponent's anatomical skills are superb, but it is impossible for Okano Yoshiko to get along with him.

After all, this guy has a particularly strange hobby. She especially liked sleeping on or under the dissection table after dissections or autopsies.

Sometimes when the mood comes, she will call her colleagues to tie her to the dissection table with strange props.

As far as Sakura Yuki herself is concerned, this is one of her specific ways of experiencing the dead being dissected.

This kind of vile hobby makes Okano Yoshiko stay away, and sometimes Okano Yoshiko even wonders if this guy really has a special hobby for corpses.

It's just some small things, and I will take care of them afterwards——is this the distinctive Beichuan Temple classmate you often talk about, Ryoko?

Yuki Sakura pushed her glasses, and finally showed her face in front of Kitagawa Temple.

She was wearing a white coat, with glasses with light red frames on her tall nose bridge, and a pair of shrewd eyes shone behind the lenses.

The big wavy hair is scattered freely, showing a free and unrestrained feeling.

It's just that such an outstanding woman, the only shortcoming is that she is too short, and there are serious dark circles around her eye sockets, it seems that she has stayed up for a long time.

She smiled and stretched out her hand to Beichuan Temple, and said enthusiastically:

Hello, Kitagawa-kun, I'm Yuki Sakura, as you can see, I'm the person in charge of this autopsy room.

Hello. Beichuan Temple was somewhat puzzled by her interested expression, but Beichuan Temple still reached out and shook her hand.

After introducing herself, Sakura Yuki quickly revealed her true nature. While rubbing her hands, she smiled:

Mr. Beichuan, these days I often hear about your deeds from the Gangno Police Station. It is said that... you are almost always at the scene of the crime, or not far from the scene of the crime, right?

... Beichuan Temple.

Kitagawa Temple didn't answer Sakura Yuki, he just raised his eyebrows and looked thoughtfully at the base of Sakura Yuki's palm.

There was a large pale black birthmark there, which was not very clear under the light.

Huh? Did you notice? It's—

Yuki Sakura pulled his sleeve subconsciously, a little embarrassed:

The birthmark on my palm is very serious, so I usually hide my hands under my sleeves.

I don't care about that. Beichuan Temple waved his hand indifferently, with a calm expression.

Regardless of whether Beichuan Temple really doesn't care, Sakura Yuki smiled honestly, and continued to ask: Then can I ask Beichuan-kun to answer my doubts just now? Why does Beichuan-kun come here every time? Or have you arrived at the scene of the crime?

I'm really curious about this.

She stared at Beichuan Temple with burning eyes, expecting him to clarify her doubts.

(Thanks to Baihuaer, Biwu, Xia Ji Banxian, and Bacteria that kill people without miscellaneous eyes - thank you very much!)