Chapter 228 Mao Lilan is the murderer?

Chapter 228 Mao Lilan is the murderer?

Metropolitan Police Department.

Lin Xinyi rushed here after receiving the call.

So does Belmode.

She was even more anxious than Lin Xinyi.

Although it can’t be seen on the surface, if you recall Belmod’s terrible driving skills just now, using the Tokyo elevated highway as the Akinayama track.

Passenger Lin Xinyi, who was almost knocked unconscious, knew that the driver's heart must not be as peaceful as it seemed.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xinyi would definitely have to figure out why Belmode cares so much about Mao Lilan.

But now, he has no such intention.

Because what Mao Lilan encountered was indeed no small matter.

According to her, when she was practicing boxing on the street, she accidentally hammered away a small piece of cement, and the cement hit a young man named "Matsuhara Kenichi" on the forehead from a distance.

As a result, Mr. Matsubara Kenichi fell to the ground in the street within a few seconds and was severely run over by a car.

Now the parents of the deceased Kenichi Matsubara have arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department.

After hearing the reconstructed version of the witness at the scene, they actually insisted that their son was hit with a stone by Mao Lilan, and then he fell on the road and was run over by a car.

In this way, Mao Lilan and the car driver who did not stop the car became murderers in their eyes.

"You two guys, give back my son's life!!"

When Lin Xinyi and Belmod arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department, they heard a roar coming from the office in the distance.

The roar was loud enough, but somehow it made people feel a little less emotional.

It is the father of the deceased, Mr. Matsubara Masaru, who is criticizing the "murderer" verbally and verbally.

He was tall and burly, as strong as a bear, and his whole body was full of tendon meat, which was in sharp contrast to his dead thin son.

"You, and this bastard who's driving!"

Matsubara Sheng cursed hysterically, with a strong smell of alcohol in his mouth.

The mother of the child standing next to him, Mrs. Matsubara, stood there with a sad face, lowering her head and wiping tears.

As for Mao Lilan and the driver of the car that ran over someone, they were just two scolded doormats who stood there honestly.

"It's all because of you two that my son died."

"Tell me—"

Matsubara Sheng breathed out the pungent smell of alcohol, pointed at Mao Lilan and the car driver and cursed:

"How much are you two prepared to pay?!"

"Uh" Mao Lilan and the car driver were both slightly startled.

Mao Lilan didn't expect that the deceased's father would talk about money so directly.

The driver of the car was unconvinced:

"Hey, pay for it? I didn't mean it!"

"I just turned the corner and your son was in the blind spot of my vision - who would have thought there was someone lying there!"

The uncle driver also cursed:

"I was driving normally according to the rules. This matter cannot be blamed on me!"

"I really want you to find the guy who knocked your son unconscious!"

He unceremoniously put all the blame on Mao Lilan's head.

There is no way. Mao Lilan looks too weak and speaks softly. At first glance, she looks like a soft persimmon.

The uncle driver started making trouble unreasonably, and Mr. Matsubara Katsu, whose son had just died, couldn't help but focus his fire on Mao Lilan, who didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Yes, it's you, you stinky woman"

Matsubara Sheng pointed at Mao Lilan's nose and cursed:

"It was you who knocked my son down with a stone and he died!"

"You, a murderer, don't you know any shame?!"

"I'm sorry." Mao Lilan lowered her head in shame, her voice was extremely weak.

"Can't hear you! Louder!"

"Sounding so softly is considered an apology?!"

Matsubara Shengde roared unreasonably.

Lin Xinyi and Belmode, who had just arrived at the office door, frowned at the same time.

Especially Belmode. Her eyes suddenly cooled down when she looked at Matsubara Masaru.

And just when Matsubara Sheng continued to insult Mao Lilan, someone finally stood up.

It's Conan.

He knew he should keep a low profile.

But now, he can no longer bear it:

"Sister Xiaolan is not a murderer!"

"When the small cement block flew to the other side of the road, it had little power left. And the dead Mr. Matsubara Kenichi was hit where he was or on his forehead——"

"Witnesses at the scene of these incidents can also see it!"

"If he fell because he was hit, shouldn't he fall backward according to the direction of the force?"

"How could he have fallen forward onto the road?!"

Conan vigorously defended Mao Lilan.

Belmod glanced at this clear-thinking and articulate kid with some surprise.

After seeing his fat face that was so swollen that it hurt to look at it, she quickly moved her eyes away.

At this time, Matsubara Masaru was aroused by Conan's words:

"Nonsense! Eyewitnesses said that the stone has no strength because it has no strength? How accurate can you see it with your eyes?"

"Also, who said you can only fall backwards after being hit?"

"My son's health is not good to begin with. Couldn't he have been knocked unconscious by a stone and then fell forward on the road in a daze?"

"This" Conan was choked and speechless by such an unreasonable statement.

Lin Xinyi stood up with a frown and said:

"Mr. Matsubara, calm down."

"The cause of your son's death has not yet been determined, so please do not draw conclusions too early."

In his view, Matsubara Masaru’s statement is indeed difficult to hold:

A person's forehead is the hardest part of the body. How can anyone be knocked unconscious by a small stone?

Um. But if this stone was thrown by Miss Mori.

That's hard to say.

"Either way, it's too early to draw conclusions."

"Please wait until our police complete the follow-up investigation before it is too late to pursue accountability..."

Lin Xinyi tried hard to calm down the emotions of the family members of the deceased.

But Matsubara Masaru showed no intention of calming down:

"Investigation? Investigation of what?"

"Isn't the result clear at a glance?"

"Wait a minute. Why are you all speaking for this murderer - are you in the same group?!"

He was yelling as if he was going to cause a scene in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Lin Xinyi couldn't do anything about it, so he could only frown and ask the police officer in charge of reception next to him about the situation:

"Where is the body of the deceased now? Has a postmortem examination been done?"

"The body has been sent to the autopsy department of the forensic department."

"Department Chief Asai is in charge of the autopsy, and the results haven't been released yet."

The police officer replied.

At this time, Mao Lilan raised her head anxiously.

The current atmosphere was very unfavorable to her, but when she saw Lin Xinyi running for herself, she couldn't help but whisper:

"Mr. Lin, I actually saw the body of the deceased at the scene."

"He already had a lot of bruises all over his body."

"It seems...it's all old wounds."

Mao Lilan expressed his findings anxiously.

But it provoked a fierce look from Matsubara Masaru:

"Hey, bitch, what do you mean?"

"Are you trying to say that my son died because of an old injury?"

"Damn it. Those were injuries he got from a fight three days ago."

"My son has been fine for the past three days and was able to help me buy beer at the convenience store in the afternoon. How could he die from such a minor injury?"

"Asshole! I think you just want to collude with the police and get away with it!"

Matsubara Masaru roared angrily.

But Lin Xinyi's heart moved:

"The deceased was originally injured? This"

He thought for a moment and then said seriously:

"Notify the autopsy department to prepare for a forensic autopsy on the deceased."

"I'm afraid the cause of death of the deceased cannot be determined just by examining the body surface."

"W-what?!"

Hearing this, Matsubara Sheng's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Even Mrs. Matsubara, who had been lowering her head to wipe her tears, showed an expression that was unacceptable.

"Anatomy. How can it be dissected?!"

Matsubara Masaru shouted hysterically:

"My son is dead, and you still want to disembowel him!"

"No I absolutely disagree!"

Many conservative-minded family members cannot accept an autopsy on the deceased.

This is also one of the important reasons for the low anatomy rate in Japan.

But Lin Xinyi's will was not blocked by the opinions of his family at all:

"Anatomy is done to convey the voice of the deceased."

"If he is wronged but cannot speak out, and dies with hatred like this, it is the greatest crime against the deceased."

"I understand how you feel as parents."

"But what I am going to do this time is a judicial autopsy - this is my judgment. There is a need for an autopsy in this case."

Forensic autopsy is when a forensic doctor, on behalf of the judicial authorities, performs anatomy on the deceased who is suspected of committing a crime.

In this case, the autopsy only requires notification of the family, but does not require their consent.

After all, the family members themselves may be the murderers.

Isn’t it a joke to wait for potential suspects to agree?

Lin Xinyi explained his decision in detail, but Matsubara Sheng obviously had no intention of listening.

He was like a crazy bear, being teased to become even more violent:

"Damn it. I've already seen it."

"You and this stinky woman already know each other!"

"You're talking about doing an autopsy investigation, I think it's just to find a reason to exonerate her!"

Matsubara Sheng cursed and forced himself in front of Mao Lilan:

"Murderer!"

"You killed my son, and you still have the nerve to quibble here?!"

"I" Mao Lilan instinctively showed a guilty look.

She doesn't know now whether her mistake cost a life.

So she didn't dare to talk back.

And when she gave in like this, the other party's arrogance became even more arrogant.

Matsubara Sheng simply rounded his thick and powerful arms and wanted to slap Mao Lilan hard:

"You shameless guy, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Mao Lilan closed her eyes.

It's not that she can't hide, but she's unwilling to hide -

Seeing Mrs. Matsubara's tears of pain and thinking about the tragic situation of the deceased after being run over by a car, she became a little at a loss.

And just when the slap was about to fall.

Someone blocked it for her.

It was Belmode, she took action.

She grabbed Matsubara Sheng's burly arm, and then looked over coldly:

"Who asked you to touch her?"

"You?!" Matsubara Sheng furiously wanted to attack.

But he was shocked to find that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the hand of the "weak" woman in front of him.

"You, you let go"

Matsubara Sheng said with some stern expression:

"Do you also want to protect this murderer?"

"I don't know if she is a murderer."

The strength in Belmod's hand quietly increased, and his eyes were frighteningly cold:

"What I know is that if you don't stop, the consequences will be serious."

"I" Matsubara Masaru's voice became much softer.

Somehow, when he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, he suddenly felt a chill that made him tremble with cold.

"If you don't hit me, I won't hit you!"

He retracted his hand with an ugly expression and stood obediently.

Belmode turned around, covering up his distress with calmness, and quietly looked at Mao Lilan, whose face was full of guilt.

"Miss Chrissy"

Even though I know the woman in front of me is not a good person.

But at this moment, Mao Lilan still felt that the eyes of the Thousand Faced Witch were very warm.

"He actually stood and was beaten."

"How silly."

Belmode touched Mao Lilan's head with emotion.

"Thank you, thank you."

Mao Lilan felt a little confused:

Strange, how could this happen:

how does she feel

Belmode's hand

As warm as a mother?

The BUG was not fixed, so I finally scrapped the original case and replaced it with a relatively simple original case.

There is no way, because many of the original cases are not suitable for adaptation, and the role of forensic medicine cannot be written by force. We can only write a "text version" of the original work with little changes.

So I can only try to be original. This book is called "Coroner" after all. I can't always follow the original case and never write about the autopsy_(:з」∠)_