Kexue Magician

Chapter 381
Murder in the air?
Yuya Kazami, who found it unscientific and unscientific, had his chest heave violently, but couldn't bear the urging of his superiors and his inner curiosity, and continued to ask: "Mr. Mori, what methods are there?"

Kinoshita Goro glanced at Kazami Yuya indifferently, and said, "Then let me just say a few words."

"Many martial arts masters can kill people invisible."

"For example, if a master acupuncture point brushes your hand lightly over your body, it is as silent as a breeze, but in fact it has already touched the vital acupuncture points on your body. When your qi and blood flow to a specific position at a certain moment, you will die."

"Just like Koji Nakami, a master acupuncture expert who is proficient in meridians and the laws of qi and blood circulation, tapped his acupuncture points at night. If he was to die at five o'clock, he would die at five o'clock. If he was to die at seven o'clock, he would die at seven o'clock. Timing Once it arrives, the King of Hades will be hard to save."

Kazami Yuya's eyes widened, then slowly narrowed.

Kinoshita Goro said again: "Another example is a master who has trained Anjin to the state of softness. His foot touches your foot, and Anjin can penetrate any part of your body, and you won't feel the slightest pain. No scars could be found either."

"After a while, when you find out that the heart is starting to fail, you're actually dead."

"Both of the above methods can create a perfect alibi, because when the victim dies, the murderer may not be in the country, or even in a foreign country. How do you prove that the murderer killed the person?"

Kinoshita Goro's tone was calm, and he seemed to think that the police had nothing to do.

Kazami Yuya's brows twitched violently, his face extremely solemn.

"More powerful martial arts masters don't need to touch you at all. They can send invisible finger force a few meters or ten meters in the air and kill people." Kinoshita Goro said in a deep voice, throwing out even more unscientific statements.

"Then how to prepare for it?" Kazami Yuya was short of breath.

"Unless you are better than him, otherwise, wait for death, there is no hope." Kinoshita Goro said unceremoniously.

In another room, the wrinkles on Toru Amuro's forehead are deeper than those of an 80-year-old man.

As a person who played "Ice God's Palm", he believed that what Goro Kinoshita said was the truth, there should really be martial arts masters such as acupuncture masters and dark energy masters in the world, who can kill people invisible.

Ordinary policemen have no access to this kind of information at all, and they can't imagine that they can kill people in the air or delay killing people, so they fall into a misunderstanding.

Even if the murderer walks around in front of the police, the police will only treat him as an ordinary citizen.

Even if other policemen know this possibility like me, it is still difficult to prove that the murderer killed the deceased, because the murderer has the ability to kill, it does not mean that he killed the person...

"Superpowers are really troublesome!"

The muscles on Toru Amuro's face tensed, and he squeezed out a word between his teeth.

But Toru Amuro is the experienced Japanese police after all, he quickly calmed down and instructed Kazami Yuya to take the next step.

In the forensic laboratory, Kazami Yuya nodded slightly, and asked: "Mr. Mori is indeed well-informed. Apart from martial arts masters, who else can kill people from a distance?" Can killing people be invisible?"

Kinoshita Goro raised his hand and walked out of the laboratory.

"Wizards, mages, Gu masters, onmyojis, psychics, etc., can use their belongings to cast spells to kill the original owner of the item."

As soon as he finished speaking, Goro Kinoshita had already moved away from Yuya Kazami by more than ten meters.

Kazami Yu also quickly chased after him, and when he came to the gate, he found that Kinoshita Goro had already taken a taxi and left, the taillights of the car gradually disappeared from his eyes, and a sense of loss emerged spontaneously.

"Obviously it sounds so unscientific, why do I feel that he is telling the truth?"

Kazami Yuya is very contradictory in his heart. What he sees and hears today is completely different from what he encountered before. It is contrary to the common sense of life and scientific principles he has learned, and cracks seem to appear in his solid worldview.

A few minutes later, Kazami Yu also saw Toru Amuro.

"You're in a mess."

Toru Amuro sat in front of the computer calmly, with a calm face, he clearly heard Yuya Kazami's footsteps sometimes high, sometimes low, erratic, not as calm and firm as before.

"Mr. Furutani, do you believe what he said?" Kazami Yuya stared closely at Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro turned his head, and when he sat on the seat, he moved his eyes up to see Kazami's face clearly. It seemed that he was looking up at Yuya Kazami, but for some reason, Yuya Kazami felt that Toru Amuro was looking down on him.

"It's better to believe what you have than to believe what you don't have!"

"Kazami, we must keep pace with the times, put aside our inherent thinking, and boldly imagine."

Toru Amuro stared at Kazami Yuya, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well, without any emotional waves. He believed in Kazami's ability to accept, because Kazami was his subordinate, and he would never be abolished so easily.

Kazami Yuya murmured at the corner of his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

The air fell silent.

I don't know how long it took.

Didi Didi's phone rang, and Toru Amuro took out his phone to answer it. Within five seconds, his pupils constricted, his face showed disbelief, he stood up abruptly, and the chair slid back with a creak.

"Only Kazami's hair was checked? Are you sure you didn't miss anything?" Toru Amuro said in a deep voice.

"Yes, we have inspected every inch of the two rooms, and all the hairs have been collected, but the inspection results show that there are indeed only Mr. Kazami's hairs, and no one else's." The tone of the other end of the phone is affirmative.

"Impossible!" Toru Amuro said seriously.

"Please believe in our professionalism and ability." The other end of the phone said neither humble nor overbearing.

Toru Amuro frowned and asked a few more words before hanging up the phone.

"Mr. Furuya, what's the matter?" Kazami Yuya asked, not all of Toru Amuro's arrangements were clear to him, and his gaffes were very rare.

Amuro was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "I want to find out Mr. Mori's true identity. Fingerprints, saliva, hair, etc. can be used as key evidence, so I asked you to bring him water."

"But he's a very discreet guy, he wears gloves and he doesn't drink our water."

"It is a normal metabolism for a person to lose dozens of hairs a day. In addition to hair, eyebrows, body hair, beard, dandruff, dandruff, etc. will also fall, but to my surprise, a total of eleven hairs were collected in the two rooms , it’s all yours.”

Kazami Yuya heard the words, and after suddenly realizing it, he also became confused.

"Don't Mr. Mori lose his hair? Impossible!"

"His beard is clean-shaven, but I saw that his eyebrows are very bushy. Judging from the skin of his face and neck, this man should be 50 to [-] years old. Under normal circumstances, he should lose more hair than me. .”

"Could it be that he suffers from a disease called 'Old Iron has nothing wrong with it'? Isn't this disease a fiction?"

Kazami Yu also couldn't believe it, and immediately took off the wireless headset.

"No, he is probably a master of disguise. That face is fake, and so is the hair." Amuro Toru's eyes flickered.

Wearing sunglasses is easy, isn't that too prudent?
Kazami Yu also secretly slandered.

(End of this chapter)