Conan Super Detective

"Just now, did you notice the mark on the deceased's finger?"

Dongma asked.

"If I remember correctly...it seems to be ischemia. The vasoconstriction of the elbow joint caused the death of this part of the skin tissue. It should be caused by the hormone injected into his arm."

Watson subconsciously answered Dongma's question, but he still looked blank.

"That is only a phenomenon that occurs when hormones are injected during the heart arrest. What if it is after the heart has stopped?"

Dong Ma prompted.

"It won't cause ischemia!"

Watson who reacted suddenly replied immediately.

"Yes, so what we are investigating now is a deliberate murder!"

Dongma categorically declared.

"Before the people from the hospital come to sabotage the scene, I need you to use the medical knowledge you have learned before to perform some preliminary checks."

Chapter 2808 a series of murders extending in the morgue (two)

"The female patient just now should be living in the opposite ward. Judging from the point that she just came out of the toilet, she should have never been out of the ward just now, which means she can clearly see what is happening here."

If she is focused.

"But adrenaline is a fast-acting hormone. How can the murderer escape here before the victim has heart failure?"

"If he were to inject adrenaline into the vein of the deceased, and then reduce the rate of the sling infusion pump, then he would have at least ten minutes or more to escape before the heart stopped."

Watson looked at the empty ward where the breakfast was still reserved on the table, but the patient had already died.

"It seems the same as I thought, the rate of the infusion pump is only 40cc per hour. With only nutrient solution, glucose and water, no medical staff can adjust to such a low rate."

"In other words, we have found a way for the murderer to kill."

Dongma laughed, and then poured the trash can next to him.

Because it is an intensive care unit, there is not a lot of garbage left here. Usually the cleaners just clean it up once a day.

Disposable masks, double-empty paper coffee cups, and an invoice from a coffee chain store.

"It seems that our deceased, at least the last meal before death is still very rich."

The neatly chopped waffles, two bacons, half a fresh orange, and a portion of milk, it is like knowing that the patient is going to die, the "last breakfast" specially prepared.

Although, the poor deceased died before he had time to enjoy it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, accompanied by security, the head of the hospital finally rushed over.

"Which is the dean?"

Dongma looked at the visitor and asked.

"I am... Are you?"

This is a thin man, about 60 years old, looks more like a patient than a doctor.

"Kamijo Touma, the Criminal Minister of the Metropolitan Police Department, didn't the person who called you tell you?"

Dongma sneered.

"Hello, this is Soji Shibata, and Tian is the dean of this hospital."

The thin old man replied.

"Then who are you?"

Standing beside him Shibata was a strong man nearly two meters tall.

Had he not been wearing a green surgical gown, anyone would have thought that he was Shibata's bodyguard, not a doctor in this hospital.

"My name is Okubo Zongtoku, and I am the director of surgery in this hospital."

The tall man introduced himself calmly.

"Are you the doctor in charge of the deceased just now?"

Dongma asked.

"No, it's just that he was planning to perform the operation, so it is also our surgical jurisdiction."

The tall man replied with a smile.

"So, does anyone know who the woman who just came here to visit the deceased is?"

Dongma nodded, and then asked suddenly.

"woman?"

Okubo and Shibata glanced at each other, both eyes showing doubts.

"Well, it seems that asking you is for nothing. Given the current situation, I should investigate it myself."

After speaking, Dong Ma took Watson and left the ward, leaving only the people in the hospital who looked face to face.

"Master Dongma, how do you know that a woman came to see the dead?"

As soon as he left the inpatient building, Watson couldn't wait to ask questions.

"Because of the two coffee cups I just found in the trash can, one of them has a lipstick mark on the lid, so it is obvious that a woman brought him a cup of coffee before he died."

Dongma answered as he walked.

"Do you think that woman is the murderer?"

Watson asked suspiciously.

"Perhaps it is, at least a very important key person."

Dongma shook his head.

"Then how do we find her? Should we go back and ask the deceased's identity, and then investigate the women around him?"

Watson suggested.