Tokyo Detective

Chapter 125: The Dragon of the Metropolitan Police Department

In the autopsy room of Fengya Hospital, Matsumoto Masami looked at the tools in front of her and couldn't help but sigh.

"The tools are well maintained, including infrared microscopes, spectrophotometers, chromatographs, mass spectrometers, portable metal analyzers, and fully automatic nitrogen blowers. These instruments are not cheap, and it is too luxurious for your town's dissection room to have so many tools. Even some hospitals in small cities may not have these instruments."

Naoki Hanyu had no idea of the value of these things. He only knew that after he asked Kamimura Kuma to resume his old job, the other party ordered these things the next day, and he paid for them all out of his own pocket, saying that forensic medicine must keep up with the times, otherwise it would be irresponsible to the deceased.

It is obvious that the old man really likes the profession of forensic medicine, just like the woman in front of him.

As soon as Matsumoto Masami entered the dissection room, it seemed that even her temperament changed.

"Now that I'm registered, I just need an assistant to get started."

"I'll go ask if there's a doctor or nurse available."

Masami Matsumoto stops Naoki Hanyu.

"Didn't I just ask and no one is free? And it's too cruel for you to ask the nurse to help. The nurse might vomit. After all, I need to check the condition of my internal organs."

Naoki Hanyu was stunned for a moment. How could he perform the autopsy without an assistant? If Saki Toyokawa hadn't left, he could have asked someone to help.

"Ha, what should we do then?"

"You can just come, just help and record. It's very simple. The Lord of Death has almost 60 lives on his hands. Are you afraid of seeing the internal organs of the dead bodies?"

What can Naoki Hanyu do? He can only let it go and at the same time he has to correct one thing in his heart: the number of people who have died in his hands has reached 160.

Next, Naoki Hanyu put on gloves, a mask and a lab coat. He was a little nervous inside, after all, it was his first time to participate in an autopsy.

"There aren't many forensic pathologists in Japan."

Masami Matsumoto gave the answer while wiping the dissection table.

"Of course, although forensic doctors are also doctors, they are still considered an unlucky profession in this country. The autopsy rate in the 23 wards of Tokyo is 18%, and the average autopsy rate outside Tokyo is only 4%, which is seriously insufficient. Just like if I wasn't here just now, would you think that the deceased just drowned? Many police officers think it's better to have less trouble than more."

Naoki Hanyu refuted righteously.

"Don't talk nonsense. I must pursue the truth and won't just do it half-heartedly because I think it will cause trouble."

"Got it, let's get started."

Masami Matsumoto first examined the surface condition of the deceased, while Naoki Hanyu was responsible for taking photos and recording.

"The deceased's eyes were irritated and swollen, with mucous membranes. His skin was pale, with no external injuries. I have a few guesses, but further examination is needed to confirm. We are now starting the autopsy phase."

The scalpel cut open the chest of the deceased, and Matsumoto Masami dissected the internal organs with ease. It made Hanyu Naoki feel a little numb. This woman seemed to enjoy it.

"The internal organs are blue and purple, and there is no internal bleeding in the chest."

"No intracardiac bleeding, 15 ml of sacral fluid."

"There is pulmonary edema in the lungs. According to current judgment, it is hydrogen sulfide poisoning."

Naoki Hanyu held an iron bucket and watched Matsumoto Masami put pieces of internal organs into it and weigh them. He was sure that he probably wouldn't be able to eat food like internal organs today.

However, hydrogen sulfide poisoning in the wild is very rare. It usually occurs naturally in oil-producing areas where mold grows, or in erupting volcanic craters and sulfur springs.

This gas smells like rotten eggs. Most people will stay away when they smell it and it is difficult to get poisoned.

Next, Matsumoto Masami cut open the victim's head and examined the complex structure of the brain.

"The central nervous system is damaged. There are edema and lesions in the cerebrum, cerebellum and brain stem. This is severe hydrogen sulfide poisoning. To be on the safe side, I plan to continue the dissection. What do you think, Naoki?"

Of course Naoki Hanyu objected. It was almost 100% confirmed that it was hydrogen sulfide poisoning, so there was no need to continue. Most importantly, he still wanted to eat food like brains in the future.

Seeing this, Matsumoto Masami nodded. Her concentration gave Hanyu Naoki a special kind of beauty.

"In that case, wait for me to put the internal organs back and sew them up. We'll go have a midnight snack later. I heard that the beef offal here is delicious. I want to try it."

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Big sister, could you please not mention offal? I have no appetite.

Naoki Hanyu began to realize that female forensic doctors were even more problematic than female police officers. Why were all the women he knew such strange types?

After a while, Matsumoto Masami put the body back into the refrigerator. The two of them had to go to Nihara Hongshan again. Not only them, but also the police on duty had to go there to find out the cause of death.

There may be hot springs on top of the Riyuan Red Mountain. If there really are hot springs in the red-leaf forest, the value of this mountain will increase a lot.

Inside a cave, Naoki Hanyu smelled something like rotten eggs, then looked at the spring water flowing out of the cave and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hot spring, red leaves, I want to build a hot spring hotel here. We need to hurry up and build it before autumn."

Matsumoto Masami quickly pulled the man who was taking a deep breath out of the cave.

"You're crazy, put on your protective gear before going in."

"understood."

With the skill of being immune to all poisons, this hydrogen sulfide is of no use to me.

Inside the cave is a sulfur spring several meters wide and 1 meter deep, with a temperature of about 45 degrees. An ordinary spring flows, forming two hot springs, one inside and one near the cave entrance. The inspection was quickly completed. Although it was confirmed that the first crime scene of the deceased was here, no useful clues were found. It was really uncertain whether the man committed suicide.

There are only two possibilities in this situation. The first is that the deceased did commit suicide. The second is that the murderer is very experienced and destroyed all clues. If it is the second one, then it is destined to be an unsolved case.

While Naoki Hanyu was still thinking about the case, Matsumoto Masami next to him suddenly took off her clothes to reveal her beautiful figure, walked barefoot into the second hot spring, making comfortable sounds.

"It's really comfortable. Naoki, you come down too."

Naoki Hanyu was speechless.

"Please, big sister, we are still investigating the case. Someone may come in at any time."

Masami Matsumoto stretched out her long, snow-white legs out of the water.

"Come on, if you don't want my body to be seen by others, you can help keep watch."

This woman is really dreaming to ask a director to keep watch.

Naoki Hanyu is no pushover. He thought it was unbecoming to be ordered around by a woman, so he left the cave entrance and asked all the policemen to go home after get off work. He then walked into the hot spring, hugged the woman and punished her.

One hour later, Matsumoto Masami collapsed on the man, letting him do whatever he wanted.

"I will quit my job as an inspector of the Medical Institute in a few days."

Naoki Hanyu raised his head from the snow-white neck. He was surprised by the woman's decision. Resigned so soon?

"Are you getting married?"

"No, we haven't even decided whether to be together, let alone get engaged. Although the man is handsome, he doesn't make my heart flutter.

I just feel that the work at the Supervisory Medical Institute is too busy, and I want to switch to an ordinary civilian forensic institution for a while. At least civilian forensic institutions don’t have to work overtime all the time. If I can’t find a job, it’s not impossible to work part-time at my father’s hospital.”

"I respect your decision. If you need any help, please feel free. I have a lot of connections and financial resources."

Matsumoto Masami didn't answer, but just hugged the man in front of her and chewed him.

There is a difference between the so-called official forensic institutions and private institutions.

Neon's forensic work is mainly divided into three forms: judicial autopsy, administrative autopsy and commitment autopsy.

The autopsy in criminal cases is a forensic autopsy, which needs to be performed by an official forensic agency. It will only be commissioned to a private agency if the agency is too busy to handle the task.

Administrative autopsy is a similar kind of identification work. For example, if a person dies from overwork, it is possible for a private forensic agency to find out whether the death was due to overwork or other reasons, and for the boss to pay a large sum of money.

Of course, each has its own advantages. The official one is more authoritative and has channels for advancement, while private forensic institutions have more financial prospects.

The night gradually darkened. When Hanyu Naoki and his friend got dressed and prepared to go back, a phone call stunned them.

"Ryosuke, what did you say? Someone is holding documents from the Criminal Bureau and wants to transport the body. This case is also going to be handed over to the Kanto District Police Department?"

"Yes, they don't even want to wait for you to come back and see you."

The so-called Kanto District Police Station is one of the six district police stations, responsible for managing police affairs in Kanto except Tokyo. It is the police headquarters for 6 cities in the Tokyo metropolitan area and a population of 26 million.

"Stop them. This is a case that happened within my jurisdiction. Everything will have to wait until I get back. If they want to leave, they can ask the head of the Criminal Division to give me the order."

"As ordered."

Although the Kanto District Police Department nominally manages the Metropolitan Police Department, the actual status of the two parties is not much different. It is procedurally inappropriate to only have documents from the police station but not from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Shiraishi Ryosuke on the other end of the phone put down the phone and led his men to block the five men in suits.

"Sir, the director said you have to wait until he comes back before you can hand over. You can't leave unless you get an order from the head of the Criminal Division."

The man in the lead was named Matsuda Soichi, the head of the First Division of the Criminal Investigation Division. He almost wanted to laugh when he heard the words of the low-ranking policeman in front of him. He, a superintendent, was stopped by a patrol chief and had to wait for a deputy superintendent to come back before he could leave.

"Are you guys ignoring the Criminal Bureau's documents and thinking of yourself as the king of the mountain?"

Shiraishi Ryosuke said expressionlessly.

"Sir, I'm just an inspection officer and don't know anything else. If you have any questions, please wait until our director comes back. It will take about 30 minutes."

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Matsuda Souichi was so angry that he really wanted to teach these guys a lesson.

But the section chief had already told us to try not to deal with the so-called Dragon of the Metropolitan Police Department. That guy is simply a troublemaker and accidents could happen if we get involved with him.

Yeah, the Dragon of the Metropolitan Police Department, what a fucking title.

But there is no way, in the whole of Tokyo, 8% of the major cases solved in the past year, this guy was involved, and he also played an important role. For example, in the major case that shocked the whole country two days ago, he investigated the truth by himself and led a team to kill more than 170 cultists.

The director of the Criminal Investigation Bureau said that it would take this guy three years at most to be promoted to police sergeant from the non-professional group, and it would be even faster if he was in the semi-professional group.

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