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Chapter 239

"The family members agreed to the autopsy, and they asked to find out the evil as soon as possible..." The assistant handed over the autopsy consent form, quickly conveying the family's expectations.

After looking at the agreement, Tibetan Michigan lowered his head and had no desire to sign. He couldn't wait to skillfully cut open Nanase Fukuto's body with a scalpel.

The family members agreed to the autopsy, and he didn't want to hear other words, and he had heard them countless times. It was nothing more than just finding the murderer and avenging their daughter.

"Since you were killed, there must be a reason for you." The Michigan cut a small observation window on Fukuto Nanase's neck. "This family member might as well reflect on whether his daughter had done anything wrong."

A black eye stared at the wound tissue.

"Team leader, can you stop saying such things..." the assistant pressed his finger in front of his mouth and whispered, "If the family and the media know about it, it will be done."

This team leader has a good temper, a gentle temper and strong skill, but his mouth is too unobstructed. He was punished for such unobstructed things before. I don’t know how to restrain myself now.

"Then I will add a premise, unless the other party is a serial perverted and aimless murderer, and randomly select an innocent passerby from the roadside." The black Tibetan man stared at his neck with all his attention and said, "Don't say it so seriously, I did not accuse this corpse of doing anything wrong before his death. Maybe this is a supernatural murder and has nothing to do with ordinary people."

"Oh, it's just a supernatural murder..." The assistant leaned over in shock, "Is it true?"

His glasses were so scared that they fell off, and he pressed his hands on the edge of the bed. This was much more exciting than dissecting the corpse. It was really a supernatural murder?

"Looking at the profile, I was indeed strangled and suffocated to death. Then look at the right hand and arm joints... This is not like being moved to the scene after being strangled and suffocated by others. The victim's limbs and joints are conveying a message to us. She did strangle herself to death."

"I understand what I mean, this ordinary girl has accomplished a feat that humans can absolutely not accomplish."

"Yes, was it really......" the assistant pinched his neck with both hands, "So, uh, uh, uh, was killed behind the possession?"

"A few more dissections," Michihiro muttered, "If you catch the body that was dissected, tell the family that it was supernaturally murdered, it would definitely be endless again."

"Don't be idle at the police station. Start with the victim's social relations. Anyway, it's just a student in school, so how complicated social relations can there be."

When he walked out of the hospital in Kakuta City, his assistant's calves were still trembling.

Need a box lunch!

This is his most real idea now. It is not that he found a mysterious virus on the corpse. But based on his years of experience watching movies and TV series, doctors have the highest mortality rate in supernatural horror movies, especially if they discover abnormal events like his own team leader, they are trying to further determine the truth, and they are definitely making a death flag for themselves.

How many doctors and doctors died in arrogance.

"I'm afraid the plot will be coming soon."

The assistant shivered. He stood on the streets of the small town, full of bleakness.

The closed town, the streets of no one, the rustling cold wind was so picturesque. Just as the assistant's thoughts were flying, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Ghost...Ghost calls...No." He picked up his phone in panic and saw the caller ID on it. The assistant breathed a sigh of relief.

He is an old acquaintance.

"Is there any interesting material recently?"

The assistant sneaked into the corner with the phone in his arms: "There is no material..."

Opposite is a reporter from a news publishing house in Sendai. There are informants like themselves in many departments. If you provide some interesting news clues, you can get a big thank you.

"Isn't there a suicide case between four in the family? Is there nothing inside?"

"It's really an ordinary unreasonable mind. The male owner wanted to commit suicide after failing to find a job again, so he stared at his wife and hanged her first, then urged her two children to hang herself, and there were also suicide notes, and there were no strange phenomena on the scene and the body."

"Tsk, it's so boring. Then there's no news about you... Recently, supernatural, supernatural is so popular now, your forensic department can't get in touch with it?"

"This... I won't talk about whether I have it or not. If it does, will your news agency dare to report it?"

"Hey, don't worry about this. If you really have it, I really have the tricks and don't worry about money. I don't have to worry about your tone, I won't really let you encounter it."

"Oh, no, no, how can I get in touch..."

As he spoke, the assistant walked to a convenience store on the street, looked at the dazzling array of goods, and quickly selected what he wanted.

He put down the phone and picked up the drink, but the assistant stood at the cashier in dementia.

"Raw tea, right?" Takahashi scanned the barcode of raw tea with pitiful eyes, "Is it just a bottle?"

"Ah, yes, yes..." The assistant nodded at a loss.

Just now, all his attention was on the front desk cashier. No, he could actually see such a beautiful person in this countryside. He killed the piles of women in Sendai City without makeup at all.

"Thank you, thank you!" The assistant did not come back to his senses until the cashier called him three times in a row. After taking the drink, he nodded and thanked him quickly, feeling embarrassed and left quickly.

I made a mistake. The other party was just a high school student. He was over 25 years old, so why didn’t he have any concentration?

It's just so heartbreaking. There is actually supernatural existence in the town where such a beautiful girl lives. She must have no idea. If something supernatural and crazy killing incident really happened...

The assistant has already performed a good show of hero saving beauty in his heart, and he has also thought of the name of his great-grandson.

"Please go slowly."

Glance at the man who was running like a fool, Takahashi shook his head pitifully and sorted out all the bills for tonight.

"Then I'll leave, the manager."

"Okay."

Waving to the store, Takahashi walked towards the direction of home pitifully.

Her clothes were standing tall, looking like they were protecting from the cold, but in fact they were covering the scars on her neck.

Takahashi's eyes flashed with inexplicable light as he stroked the red marks that had faded.

The island country produces drunken men. In the downtown area of ​​Tokyo, after 12 o'clock, you can often see drunken unconscious people at the entrance of the station next to the road after twelve o'clock, and there is no shortage of places outside Tokyo. It is only 9 o'clock that there are drunken men wandering on the road.

"Oh!" A drunken man suddenly shook in front of Takahashi's pitiful face.

When he saw Takahashi feeling pitiful, the drunk man walked over with a smile.

"Little sister, do you want to come to me to make extra money..."

Mi stared at Takahashi for a few pitiful glances, and the drunk man's eyes lit up.

"Oh! You're the Kona Takahashi on the flyer..."

Takahashi stopped poorly and turned around and walked towards the alley.

"Hehe..." The drunk man laughed and walked in.
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