Chapter 27: Special Dead Person Kurosaki Ichigo
Although most police officers in this worldview are useless, they still follow basic procedures.
To investigate a case, we must first determine: How many cases are there now?
Given that there is already a death, it is certain that there was at least a previous murder. According to the eyewitness (a seven-year-old child), when he arrived at the crime scene, the door was locked.
Correction: This is actually a locked room murder case!
But what else?
——Is this deceased person 100% free of problems?
The policewoman smiled but said nothing.
According to a bystander (a seven-year-old child), the underage thug with colorful hair seemed to have climbed over the wall to get into the club, and while climbing over the wall, he clearly made some meaningful and dangerous remarks.
And he may have accomplices!
By analogy, why did the deceased come to the members-only Faraglioni?
Is it a delinquent teenager who wants to steal?
Then why didn't he go to the club's office area or climb over the door of the club's finance office, but instead happened to hang around the VIP lounge?
Do you think this misguided teenager is here to collude with insiders and outsiders?
After all, kidnapping is obviously more profitable than stealing!
Find a minor to be the pioneer. Even if he is caught, the law can't really do anything to him - look at this thorough calculation, the mastermind behind it must be an experienced and ruthless person!
As for how he ended up in the Suzuki family's lounge...
Or it could be pure coincidence. After all, the Suzuki family had transferred the right to use the club's facilities once, and the door was not locked directly.
But if it wasn't a coincidence, this matter would be troublesome.
First of all, the young lady from the Suzuki family hasn't been here for nearly two years, and the mastermind was able to find out her recent itinerary. If the club didn't leak the information, then the problem must be with the senior management of the Suzuki Group itself.
The mastermind behind this, who is well-informed, ruthless, and knows how to use minors to escape punishment, is now eyeing the next heir of the Suzuki family!
Oh my god, the feuds between wealthy families are so terrible!
No matter how many possibilities you have inferred in your mind, the case still needs to be investigated step by step, such as the first step now: determining the identity of the deceased.
The deceased was still wearing a school uniform. Although he did not carry any identification with him, it would be easy to identify him with a careful check.
Sure enough, not long after, the police got a definite answer from Karakura Town High School, but it was slightly different from what they had guessed before: this boy named Kurosaki Ichigo, although he had a rebellious face, was actually a genuinely good student - his grades were always among the top 50 in the entire grade, and he never skipped school.
According to the police's original inference, he must have been colluded with bad guys when he went astray, and was instigated by others to come to the club to scout the place. However, judging from the school's response, this was not the case at all.
This child was sitting in the classroom when the class started this afternoon, but while he was reading the English text, he suddenly jumped up from his seat as if someone stepped on his tail, and then ran out of the classroom without even saying goodbye.
——Since he was indeed a good student, the English teacher later registered him for sick leave in the school clinic.
Due to this change in the deceased's personality, the previous inference is no longer applicable.
Then let’s change the approach: What if it’s not the delinquent teenager who has fallen into depravity, but the good kid who is being threatened?
Thinking about it this way, it seems that even the sudden death of the deceased can be explained: he was a good boy and certainly did not want to do these illegal things. Even if he was temporarily forced onto the road of crime by force, when he was about to commit the crime, if he remembered the teacher's teachings, he might regret it?
In fact, whether this child named Kurosaki Ichigo was killed because of sudden regret or died before committing the crime depends on the specific cause of death.
In short, a post-mortem.
Let's talk about it in more detail - let the forensic doctor perform an autopsy on him first.
Of course, although he has become a corpse, he still has the rights he deserves. Although he can no longer speak, his family still needs to sign and agree to his autopsy.
So, based on the archival information provided by the school, the police found the contact number of the Kurosaki family - although they couldn't get through yet, the police have been trying to contact them.
In addition to contacting his parents, we also need to check his social relationships.
During this investigation, a special person came into the police's sight.
Ichigo Kurosaki's social relationships are fixed, and there has been basically no change in his family and classmates. Even the dojo he often went to as a child has not accepted any new students recently [in fact, that dojo is close to bankruptcy]. But just a few days ago, a transfer student came to Ichigo Kurosaki's class at Karakura Town High School.
This girl named Rukia Kuchiki is the only variable in Ichigo Kurosaki's social relationships.
When we got to this point, there were two turning points.
First, the deceased Ichigo Kurosaki was in abnormal physical condition.
After a certain period of time had passed since his death, not only did he not develop corpse spots, he didn't even develop any hardening!
In fact, not to mention that it was not hard, the temperature of his body was only half that of a normal person.
Because he could not contact the parents and could not perform an in-depth autopsy, the forensic doctor studied the case for an entire night, but not only did he not reach any accurate conclusion, he even began to doubt his own professional skills because the situation was so beyond common sense.
——After working all night, he has begun to claim: This man may not be dead after all!
No, this is already doubting one's own worldview.
Because his own forensic doctor had been driven crazy, Inspector Megure had to borrow other personnel from the next department. The deceased named Kurosaki Ichigo successfully drove two forensic doctors crazy with the stinking skin left after he jumped out of the mortal world.
Megure Jusan was suddenly overwhelmed.
Two colleagues who were starting to doubt their lives at work were granted leave, and Megure Jusan then started applying to second a few people from other Metropolitan Police Departments to assist in the investigation.
This secondment application still has to go through an approval process. Generally speaking, as long as the police explain the difficulties to the victims, they will generally express understanding.
But the suspected victim this time was named Suzuki.
"Are you short of a forensic doctor?"
Megure Jusan carefully chose his words and explained to the young lady: "You can't say that..."
Although the mainstream view is that the two forensic doctors in their family went crazy due to overtime work, and their thoughts that the person was not dead were all hallucinations caused by high-pressure work.
But Megure Juzo has been a policeman for so many years and has great trust in his colleagues.
He recalled his forensic colleague's frantic, hoarse voice and replied, "The deceased's current condition is difficult to determine. We actually suspect he may have contracted some undiscovered new disease. We don't know exactly why he died, why he exhibited these symptoms after death, or perhaps he wasn't even dead yet. We'll need to ask the experts we've requested to conduct an examination before we can know the specifics."
Suzuki Sonoko nodded as if she suddenly understood something.
Then she said, "What's the trouble?"
Megure Jusan sighed, thinking that forensic doctors are easy to borrow, but it is definitely difficult to hire high-end medical talents who study difficult and complicated diseases. No matter how urgent it is, he has to cooperate with the other party's time!
But the next second, Miss Suzuki took out her phone from her pocket.
Three seconds later, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
Yuanzi yawned out of boredom, his voice still a little gloomy: "Jing Ye?"
Feng Jingye paused while writing a proposal and chuckled softly, "Even if you're mad, you shouldn't deliberately express such reluctance during a conversation. If you can't even manage your emotions... your behavior is too childish."
Suzuki Sonoko's breath was stuck in the middle of her breath.
——She was obviously sleepy because she was not feeling well, why was she so angry?
She was angry, but she was angry at herself for being stupid and not seeing it. At most, she would just find someone to complain to. Why did Feng Jingye say that... as if she was particularly unreasonable?
Because of the tone set intentionally or unintentionally by Ximen Sojiro who was in the lead, except for Munakata Reisi who ran away inexplicably, she and the three people in front of Feng Jingye were all in a mode of breaking up but still maintaining contact.
Surprisingly, except for Suzuki Sonoko who was completely unaware, the other ex-fiancés never made her feel any alienation or discomfort.
So she told the truth: "...If I was so angry, I would have called you and scolded you a long time ago!"
Feng Jingye replied with an indifferent "Oh".
Sonoko: "Why don't you speak?"
Feng Jingye: "Suzuki-san finally remembered to call and scold me. I was afraid that if I interrupted you, you would forget the important matter again."
Suzuki Sonoko's mouth twitched suddenly, but when she thought about the way Feng Jingye answered the phone, and the way he lowered his eyelids and spoke slowly when he answered the phone, that inexplicable feeling of pity once again hit Miss Suzuki's mind, which was largely blurred by beauty.
So she suppressed her urge to lose her temper and warned her handsome ex-fiancé, "If you do this again, I'll be really angry!"
On the other side of the phone, Feng Jingye slammed the phone on the table with an expressionless face.
The sound of shallow breathing echoed in the quiet bedroom.
Listening to the unclear "Hello, hello, hello" voice coming from the receiver, and when he saw the phone with the lit screen, Feng Jingye's eyes hidden under the lenses couldn't help but reveal a deep mockery, and even the slowly raised corners of his mouth were filled with undisguised contempt.
——The probation period has ended, and this pigeon lady still dares to call me?
——Even after being rejected so clearly, you still want to use this tone and act coquettishly to take up his precious time?
But he knew very well.
Only half of that harsh contempt and ridicule was directed at the young lady.
The other half was given to himself, who couldn't help but want to pick up the phone again.
——It was given to myself who had already begun to subconsciously consider [whether something had happened to her], [how to solve the problem], and [why not go see her].
Not to mention killing and eating it, if he really was a pigeon breeder, even if the pigeon he had raised with great effort ran away, he would still not be willing to let it lose even a feather or suffer even a little.
So the third son of the Feng family maintained a calm and composed expression, lowered his head as if from another dimension, looked at his body hopelessly, picked up the phone, and listened to Miss Pigeon calling a series of non-stop "Hello, hello, hello" with extraordinary patience.
"If you keep yelling like that," he heard himself say in a voice that was joking but still cheerful, "I'm going to go deaf."
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Miss Pigeon said "huh" in an unconscious tone, with no intention of admitting her mistake at all.
She continued to complain non-stop: "I didn't mean to shout. I was halfway through the conversation when you suddenly stopped talking. I thought you threw the phone away? Or what if you collapsed from eye strain like before and couldn't even see clearly, so you had to lie on the sofa waiting for someone to save you?"
Yes, of course you are not wrong.
Feng Jingye thought indifferently: The fault must be someone else's fault, you just followed your heart and said whatever you wanted to say.
But Feng Jingye, who was standing in another dimension, suddenly couldn't help laughing.
——Are you stupid? Visual fatigue is obviously a lie. Now you know who I am, why do you still take that kind of thing seriously?
So, the indifferent Feng Jingye looked at the amused Feng Jingye, tapped the back of the phone with his fingers, and replied good-temperedly, "Let's not talk about this. Since you don't want to scold me, what do you want from me?"
Suzuki Sonoko thought that everyone knew each other after all, so it would be better to just talk it out.
"I think I was almost kidnapped yesterday."
"It's like, and almost," the third son of the Feng family pushed up his glasses. "Isn't there a more accurate adjective in your dictionary?"
"Anyway, something happened," Sonoko simply gave up on treatment: "Then the police arrested a suspect, but now we don't know whether this suspect is dead or alive..."
Megure Jusan held the report in front of her and mouthed, "It's probably a strange disease! A strange disease!"
Sonoko then repeated, "The police said it might be some strange disease, but applying for medical experts requires approval and time. I don't know the specifics of how to do it, but the sooner the case is solved, the safer it will be..."
"I see."
Before she could finish repeating Megure Jusan's gestures, Feng Jingye had already pinched his nose and figured out the general situation.
"Tell me the exact address and I'll send someone to find you."
Because this type of conversation had happened too many times between the two of them, Yuan Zike obediently said "Oh" and said, "I understand. Goodbye Jingye."
Feng Jingye paused and said "Goodbye".
Half an hour later, a fleet of vehicles almost filled with equipment, along with several experts from the Feng family, came to the door and said they would help the government solve its problems.
He ignored the old files that filled up several archives and focused on the "corpse" that had just been sent by the Criminal Department.
Because there were experts coming, the two forensic doctors who had gone home on vacation due to mental exhaustion came back again after smelling the smell.
After this series of discussions, several internationally renowned senior experts unanimously concluded: These two people are not crazy at all, and there is indeed something wrong with the corpse!
The Feng family is a leading presence in the medical field, with impeccable resources and voice. They have been fighting on the front lines of drug research and development for many years, and have relatively reliable judgments about various emerging diseases or mutated pathogens.
The old expert walked around Kurosaki Ichigo who was lying on the board and said, "This is indeed a new type of case that we have never seen before."
The old expert carefully took the small hammer and knocked upwards from the sole of Kurosaki Ichigo's foot: "The line between life and death is always vague. His condition should be between vegetative and normal."
The old expert was debugging the instrument in the corner, but he couldn't get it done after a long time and got angry.
"What's the voltage at the police station? And what about the thing that goes with this thing? How can we do an inspection if we don't connect them together?!"
The expert assistant was a young girl. She walked over and carefully reminded him, "That thing is welded shut. It can't be taken out of the laboratory..."
The third old expert waved his hand and said, "If you can't transport the goods, then transport the people away!"
The assistant stood at attention and answered loudly, "Yes!"
Then she went to the police inspector to fill out the form.
The body cannot be dissected without the consent of the deceased's family, but the Feng family took the initiative to come to the door and volunteered to be the Metropolitan Police Department's external experts to help solve the problem at a price of zero yen. Strictly speaking, there is no problem.
Even if there are some problems, the power of capitalism can eliminate them.
The girl filled out a bunch of forms, and the three old experts got into the Feng family's car again. They brought a large amount of equipment, along with the bodies of the deceased that they were temporarily keeping and investigating on behalf of the Metropolitan Police Department, and went to a research institute of the Feng Group in northern Tokyo.
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Ichigo Kurosaki was injured after dealing with the Hollow yesterday and was taken to Kisuke Urahara's shop for treatment. He thought to himself: With that transformed soul to help watch over his body, the worst that could happen is that his image will be damaged, but nothing irreparable will happen.
——When the soul took over his body, it was nothing more than staring at beautiful women on the street, or sitting in the living room after returning home and openly watching bikini shows or the like.
So he fell asleep peacefully.
The next morning, he went home, but his body still didn't come home.
Ichigo Kurosaki stood in his bedroom and looked around, his forehead throbbing. Could that unrepentant transformed spirit have run away with his body again?!
Rukia Kuchiki, who had just woken up, stared at the messy hair and her expression became serious.
But she still felt: "He promised me he wouldn't do that again!"
"Anyway," Kurosaki Ichigo clenched his fist expressionlessly, his knuckles cracking twice, "Let me catch him first!"
At this time, because the blind date activity was forced to be cancelled, Ken Oshitsuka thought that he didn't need to coax the child anymore, so he returned the doll to Takehito Mukai. Although Takehito didn't like lions, he felt that this doll was obviously the best footnote to his luck, so he happily took Soul home and childishly made a nest for him.
Soul: If I could stay with this red-haired brat and not be unable to speak, I would actually prefer the treatment I get in my current home.
——Cashmere cushions are much more comfortable to sleep on than drawer boards!
Before Kurosaki Ichigo could go out to look for Soul, the phone at home rang.
Yuko was the only one at home at the moment, so Ichigo didn't have to hide. He stood in the corner of the living room and watched his sister answer the phone.
"how so……"
Yuko's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he even cried: "How could Ichigo-nii die suddenly? I know, I will go to the police station immediately."
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but her expression became even sadder: "I will tell Dad. As for whether to perform an autopsy... as long as we can find the murderer who hurt Ichigo-nii, we have no objection."
--etc!
Ichigo Kurosaki, who was standing in the corridor, opened his eyes wide in horror, then looked up through the gap at the corner of the stairs to see Rukia Kuchiki standing in front of the second floor.
What’s going on?!
Miss Rukia Kuchiki, the god of death who had not yet understood the specific duties of the police, gave him a pair of confused eyes.
When the deputy Shinigami rushed all the way to the Metropolitan Police Department, he found out that the deceased, Ichigo Kurosaki, had been taken away by Miss Suzuki and the young master of the Feng family because of the backdoor use of capital.
At this moment...
Maybe they are unloading the truck in front of a laboratory?
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