Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 628 No one knows the script better than me! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"We are old classmates. We have been friends for so many years. If you encounter difficulties, tell us and we will definitely help you. Why do you have to carry it alone and come to this point..."

Kogoro Mori murmured to himself in a low and hoarse voice, as if he was questioning Yumi softly, or as if he was deeply blaming himself for being so slow to realize and so careless as to why he failed to help his old classmate in time when she was stuck in the mud.

"wrong!"

Just when everyone was completely overwhelmed by grief and confusion, trapped in it and unable to break free, Bai Ye, who had been standing quietly in the corner and observing silently, coughed lightly.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap, particularly abrupt in this depressing and silent atmosphere.

"It's too early to draw conclusions now." He looked calm, his tone steady and confident, and he said calmly, "There are still many doubts at the scene that have not been solved. Let's not rush to determine the nature of the incident. Wait until the police come and let professionals come to investigate, and then we can make a judgment."

Every word Bai Ye spoke was powerful, like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing a hint of calm and hope to everyone's confused thoughts, and also calming their restless hearts a little.

Maori Kogoro took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently, as if he wanted to expel all the grief, anxiety and unwillingness in his heart. He suppressed the complex emotions surging in his heart, nodded solemnly, his voice choked slightly, but he tried to stay calm: "That's right, I was too impatient."

Although, deep in his heart, he had already determined that Yumi Horikoshi was very likely to commit suicide. After all, in the previous gathering, she had expressed negative and pessimistic emotions, complained that life was meaningless, and even made negative remarks such as life was meaningless and she didn't want to live anymore.

After everyone left, it seemed reasonable and not impossible that Yumi Horikoshi, who was completely crushed by the pressure of life, chose to end her own life because she was unable to think straight for a moment.

But what Bai Ye said does make sense.

Especially in such complicated cases involving human lives, there is no room for carelessness or rash judgment before there is solid evidence and absolute certainty. Otherwise, the slightest mistake may lead to the truth being buried forever and the deceased being wronged.

"Until there is solid evidence, the conclusion of suicide cannot be fully concluded."

Maori Kogoro tried to keep his voice steady, trying to calm everyone's panic, "Don't panic, let's look for clues carefully, maybe there are some details we overlooked."

After saying this, he suppressed the grief that was surging in his heart like a tide and looked back at the scene.

At this moment, his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's, focused and determined. He scanned every corner of the scene inch by inch, carefully, not missing any clues that might hide the mystery.

The slight wrinkles on the carpet, the unknown debris between the window gaps, the subtle deviations in the placement of tables and chairs...

He took in every seemingly insignificant detail, pondering and analyzing it over and over in his mind, trying to piece together the truth of the matter.

If Yumi Horikoshi really committed suicide, although the result is heartbreaking, at least there is an answer, and the grief in everyone's hearts may find an outlet.

But if his old classmate whom he had known for many years was brutally murdered, then he, Kogoro Mori, both as a detective and as an old classmate of Yumi Horikoshi, would never let the extremely hateful murderer go!

As he thought about this, a strong sense of justice and mission burned in his heart, which not only dispelled some of the sadness, but also made him more determined to find the truth.

"Ta Tata..."

Just when Kogoro Mori was concentrating on investigating the scene, suddenly, a faint sound of hurried footsteps came from the distance, and this sudden footsteps broke the solemn silence in the room.

Everyone looked at each other subconsciously, their eyes filled with tension and anticipation, and they all knew in their hearts that this was most likely a signal for the police to arrive.

They couldn't help but feel a complex surge of emotions in their hearts, including anticipation for police intervention and anxiety about the truth being revealed.

As the footsteps approached, the tense atmosphere at the scene seemed to be tightened by an invisible hand, and the air seemed to become sticky and suffocating. Everyone's heartbeat accelerated, as if waiting for the moment of fate.
As everyone was eagerly waiting, the footsteps came closer and closer, and finally stopped abruptly at the door.

For a moment, the sound of breathing in the room seemed to disappear, and everyone held their breath, their eyes all turned towards the door.

The next moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of everyone. She was light and slender, but her hair was a little messy. Her expression was full of anxiety and concern. It was none other than Mao Lilan who hurried to call the police.

"Dad, the police said it might take two hours to get here!"

Mao Lilan was breathing heavily, her hair was a little messy, and her voice was a little hoarse from running. It was obvious that she had rushed all the way. Her voice broke the silence in the room and brought a different kind of vitality.

Maori Kogoro was originally leaning over to check the scene. Upon hearing this, he suddenly straightened up, his eyes widened, his face full of shock and disbelief, and blurted out, "What did you say? It will take another two hours for the police to get here?"

His voice rose unconsciously, echoing in the room, filled with disbelief and anxiety.

This shouldn't be the case. Even though it's raining heavily outside, the police station isn't too far from here. Normally, it would only take about ten minutes to get there by car. How could it take two hours?
Maori Kogoro frowned, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, wondering if the police didn't realize the seriousness of the matter? Or maybe it was because of this annoying rainy day that they didn't want to go out and suffer, so they were so passive and deliberately delayed time!
This kind of thing is not impossible to happen in this country with a strong bureaucratic atmosphere.

After all, Neon's Metropolitan Police Department is corrupt and inefficient, otherwise why would they often need the help of civilian detectives like them to solve those difficult cases!
However, under normal circumstances, he would just have to endure it. But now that human lives are at stake, they are still being so perfunctory. How can he tolerate this!

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists unconsciously, his joints turned white from the force, and the resentment and anxiety in his heart were like a blazing fire, burning more and more vigorously.

Mao Lilan nodded slightly, her expression full of helplessness and anxiety, and explained quickly: "Well, because... because they said that there are celebrations being held in the surrounding area today, and there are traffic jams everywhere. The road is crowded with cars, one next to the other, and there is no way to get through. The police cars can't get here quickly." Mao Li Kogoro was anxious. He paced back and forth in the room, rubbing his hair impatiently with his hands, as if this could crush and dispel the maddening dilemma in front of him.

"Damn it, do we have to keep waiting?"

He gritted his teeth and said, his voice full of reluctance and anger, as if the voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, "How can we wait for two hours!"

Are you kidding me? Waiting here for two hours? The flowers must be cold!

If his old classmate committed suicide, he might be able to accept it if he waited a little longer. But if he was brutally murdered, the murderer would have probably escaped without a trace and hidden to the ends of the earth in these two hours!
By then, even if they had tried their best to find out the real culprit, they would not be able to bring him to justice immediately. And his old classmate would also die with injustice, unable to get timely comfort and justice.

Thinking of this, Maori Kogoro suddenly stopped, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said firmly: "There is no other way. It seems that we have to do the autopsy ourselves."

After saying that, he turned to look at Nakamichi Hezhi, with a hint of inquiry and expectation in his eyes, as if he was seeking recognition, or looking for a force to fight side by side in this confusing predicament.

Nakamichi Hezhi narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression solemn, and he said calmly: "I agree, time is pressing and we can't wait any longer. But autopsy is a delicate job and can't afford to be careless. We have to be extra careful and not miss any details. The slightest mistake may make the truth sink into the sea."

As a serving criminal policeman, he is well aware that the current situation is special. Although an independent autopsy is full of risks and challenges, it may be the only way to find out the truth at the moment.

Maori Kogoro took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's start."

Nakamichi Kazushi nodded, his expression solemn. After scanning the room with a cold gaze, he suddenly asked, "By the way, did anyone bring a camera? The autopsy process must be recorded with photos, which plays a key role in the subsequent investigation."

Atsushi Omura seemed to be suddenly enlightened. He slapped his forehead and said loudly: "Camera? I just happened to bring it with me! I am used to taking it with me when traveling to record the scenery. I didn't expect it to be useful in this way now." His tone was filled with both unexpected relief and uneasiness about the current situation.

Hearing this, Nakamichi Hezhi hurriedly said, "Then lend it to me! Time is running out, we must start as soon as possible."

Omura Jun responded, "I'll go back to my room and get it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left in a hurry, his footsteps gradually fading away in the corridor.

After taking a deep look at the departing figure of Omura Jun and the cold body of Horikoshi Yumi on the ground, Nakamichi Kazushi cast his gaze towards Maori Kogoro, his expression full of emotion and sigh: "I never thought that it would be the two of us who would perform the autopsy on Yumi! Old classmates who used to chat and talk together, now have to say goodbye in such a cruel way. The world is really unpredictable."

Maori Kogoro sighed slightly, his expression gloomy, as if he was shrouded in a thick layer of sadness: "That is to say, it is really sad! The happy times we spent together are still vivid in my mind. Who could have expected it to turn out like this."

As he spoke, he sighed again. His expression showed both deep nostalgia for the past years and powerlessness and sadness in the face of reality.

"Huhuhu..."

Not long after, Omura Jun rushed in panting and stumbling, with beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks and soaking his clothes. He ran all the way and was exhausted, but he still held on and handed the camera in his hand to Nakamichi Kazushi, saying eagerly: "Here you go, Nakamichi!"

"Ah."

Nakamichi Kazushi quickly reached out and took the camera steadily. He skillfully checked every function, from the clarity of the lens to the sensitivity setting, not missing any detail.

After confirming that everything was correct, he raised his head, looked past the camera, looked at Maori Kogoro, and nodded slightly, "Okay, Kogoro, we can start!"

Maori Kogoro took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling violently, as if he wanted to expel all the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart with this breath, "Well! Let's get started!"

Then, he turned his head and looked at Bai Ye who was standing quietly beside him. His eyes were full of trust and earnest instructions. He earnestly instructed: "Bai Ye, you also come to help with the autopsy! Tell us if you find anything at any time."

Bai Ye is very young, and his face still has a bit of childishness, but his deep eyes often sparkle with wisdom and reveal extraordinary insight.

Kogoro Mori knew that if he had a famous detective like Byakuya to help him, perhaps they would be able to unearth the key clues in this complicated case sooner and find the light of truth that would penetrate the darkness.

Bai Ye met Maori Kogoro's gaze and nodded seriously, his clear voice full of confidence and calmness: "Don't worry, Uncle Maori, I will pay attention."

The three of them walked side by side slowly towards Yumi Horikoshi's body, their steps heavy and slow, as if every step they took carried the weight of life and the expectation of truth.

At this moment, the room was dead silent, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop clearly. The air seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, so solidified that it was almost suffocating...

"Crack...knock..."

The autopsy work officially began. Nakamichi Kazushi raised his camera and aimed the lens steadily at Yumi Horikoshi's body. The flash kept flashing in the dim and depressing room. The dazzling light instantly illuminated every corner of the room. While photographing Yumi Horikoshi's body and subtle traces at the scene from various tricky angles, the face of the deceased was also clearly reflected in everyone's eyes.

Every flash of light seems to be trying to tear open the curtain of darkness, revealing the secrets hidden behind it.

After the photo shoot, Nakamichi Kazushi gently put down the camera, raised his hand to support his forehead, relaxed his tense nerves, looked at Maori Kogoro and Baiye on the side, and said, "Kogoro, Baiye, the photos are taken, and now it's up to you."

(End of this chapter)