"Have you made any mistake? Why did he commit suicide and get himself into this state? Look at the wounds all over his body!"
And Yagami Sora seemed to have anticipated Kosagawa Maho's reaction, and replied immediately after she sent the message.
"On the contrary, it was these injuries that revealed the cause of his death."
"Inspection Xiao Sagawa, do you know the term "test cutting"?
Try cutting?
Kosagawa Maho was stunned, his fingers suddenly stopped on the typing interface, and he didn't know how to reply.
"The so-called trial incision refers to the slight incision made by a suicidal person for various purposes such as psychological conflict, testing the sharpness of a sharp instrument, and experiencing pain before forming a fatal incision. The distribution location may be on the wrist,
On the abdomen, legs and other places.”
Ye Shenkong sent an explanation.
"This kind of wounds generally have a unified feature, that is, the wounds are short in length, shallow in depth, and densely distributed in parallel."
"Although it is very rare to see such a large number of wounds as in the picture, it is almost certain that they are all trial cuts and are correct."
"You mean, all the injuries on his body were actually scratched by himself?"
Kosagawa Maho gradually understood what Yagami Sora meant.
He looked up at the body slumped on the chair and asked subconsciously.
"He...won't he feel pain?"
"Research has proven that the pain during suicide not only fails to stop the suicidal person, but also promotes the suicidal person's mentality of imminent death, aggravates or changes the suicide method. Of course, the large secretion of adrenaline and the body's stress response will indeed reduce the pain.
That’s it.”
Ye Shenkong replied.
"That's it, I've learned, I've learned..."
"Wait a minute, Yagami."
Suddenly, Kosagawa Maho seemed to realize something, and he typed and asked alertly.
"Why do you know so much about suicide?"
"Could it be that you have had the same thought——"
"(withdraw)"
"Well, I'm just saying it casually. You must be calm and don't be impulsive."
"If you need anything, just tell me. As long as I can help you, I will definitely help you..."
"Inspector Xiao Sagawa is worrying too much. These are just the knowledge points I read in books. Why does the inspector think I have suicidal thoughts?"
There was obvious helplessness in Ye Shenkong's reply.
“It’s okay if it’s not, it’s okay if it’s not, #Heyheexiao, #Heyhexiao.”
After receiving a positive reply from the other party, Kosagawa Maho's tense nerves suddenly relaxed and he sent two emoticons backhand to relieve the embarrassment.
After thinking for a while, she had a new idea, and then asked.
"But Yagami, could it be that the criminal deliberately faked this scene based on your inference?"
"It's possible, but the possibility is very low." Ye Shenkong's reply did not completely deny it.
"First of all, unless you are unconscious or restrained, it is difficult to recreate this kind of wound."
"If there are such traces, the police officers should be able to find them easily, but since Inspector Kosagawa did not inform me, it means there should be no such signs at the scene."
"Secondly, Inspector Xiao Sagawa can come forward and take a closer look at the ground at the scene."
ground?
Kosagawa Maho stepped forward in confusion, put one knee on the ground, and looked down at the blood-stained solid wood floor in front of him.
"Yakami, is there something wrong on the ground?"
"The cause of the victim's death was damage to the main artery in the neck. The wound was so deep that it even reached the trachea, and the blood near the body shot out in a jet shape, which is enough to show how large and violent the bleeding was at that time."
"If someone else committed the crime, he would inevitably be stained with blood when encountering such violent spurt-like bleeding. In other words, there should be irregular white spaces at the scene."
"However, the distribution of blood stains on the floor at the scene was very consistent with spray-like bleeding, and there was no blank area, so I concluded that the prisoner committed suicide."
Is that so?
Kosagawa Maho suddenly understood.
I typed the reply excitedly.
"If that's the case, then I'll tell Officer Higurashi your inference. Yagami, maybe you will really make a meritorious deed this time——"
"Osagawa is inspecting, please wait."
Just when she was about to get up, Ye Shenkong suddenly sent such a message.
Um?
Kosagawa Maho was stunned for a moment, and then replied in confusion.
"What's wrong, Yagami, haven't you confirmed that he committed suicide?"
"I am indeed sure about this."
"However, the victim's motive for committing suicide and whether his suicide was entirely out of his own volition are still unknown."
"After all, a state of death like this is indeed too rare. It's so rare that it feels like it's not something humans can do."
"Not like humans..." Kosagawa Maho's eyes suddenly became more solemn.
"Yakami, do you mean that a supernatural power influenced the victim to make him do such a thing?"
"I am only responsible for proposing ideas. After all, Inspector Obsagawa is the expert in this regard."
Ye Shenkong flattered him without leaving any trace.
In this regard, Kosagawa Maho is obviously very helpful.
She quickly closed her eyes and touched her fingertips to the floor.
In an instant, a stream of spiritual power spread out from her fingertips like a splash of water, scanning the entire room.
The next second, like an electric current passing through, Kosagawa Maho suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
It's not wrong, just as Ye Shenkong guessed, there is indeed some kind of spiritual power fluctuation remaining in this room!
Just when she was about to tell Ya Shenkong about this, suddenly, a big hand pressed on her shoulder.
A low-pitched voice came to my ears.
"Beautiful police officer, please step back and leave this place to professionals like me."
"Miss, you just need to watch my heroic reasoning from the sidelines. By the way, my name is - ow!"
The speaker suddenly let out a scream.
Because of the self-defense instinct developed by ninjas, Kosagawa Maho subconsciously grabbed his wrist and was about to throw him over his shoulder.
"Xiao Sagawa, let go quickly, we are one of our own!"
Officer Higurashi on the side saw this and shouted to stop him.
Hearing Officer Higurashi's voice, Kosagawa Maho reacted immediately and quickly let go of his hand.
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing formal clothes, with a crew cut and a small patch of hair hanging down from his forehead, he bowed and apologized.
"Ah, I'm sorry, my body can't help but..."
"Brother Qingshan, are you okay?"
Officer Higurashi walked over and asked.
"Ouch... No, it's okay... I was rude. By the way, Miss, you are really energetic..."
The middle-aged man covered his somewhat swollen wrist and grinned.
Brother Qingshan?
Kosagawa Maho asked with a puzzled look in his eyes.
"Police Department, is this also from the Metropolitan Police Department? It seems to be my first time seeing..."
"Oh, ahem, Xiao Sagawa, you have only been in the job for a short time, and you don't know much about the foreign aid reserve force of our Metropolitan Police Department."
Officer Higurashi stretched out his hand, coughed twice, and extended his hand solemnly to introduce.
"Here, let me introduce you. This is the famous detective known as the 'Sherlock Holmes of Heisei'——"