After asking about the specific location of Akiyama Takuya's Italian restaurant, the two of them walked directly to Ma Yayan's restaurant nearby without driving.
Without showing their identities, the two of them picked a seat and started ordering normally. They looked no different from the diners around them.
"Karasawa Criminal Investigation, aren't you going to call Arima Masahiko over for questioning?" Miwako Sato couldn't help but ask after the waiter left.
"Of course I will shout, but not now." Tang Ze shook his head, "Before that, we need to confirm one thing.
If you call him out at that time, it will be as a suspect."
"Nani!?" Sato Miwako was surprised when she heard this: "Karasawa Criminal, do you suspect Akiyama Takuya is the real criminal!?"
"That's right." Tang Ze nodded, "Although it hasn't been completed yet, we have basically identified the other party as the culprit."
"Then what are we waiting for now?" Sato Miwako couldn't help but urge: "Don't be so pretentious!"
"Isn't this coming?" Karasawa tilted his face to signal Sato Miwako to look aside and the waiter came over with the food and said with a smile: "This is what I was waiting for!"
"Cooking?"
Miwako Sato watched the waiter bring plates of food to the table, and watched Karasawa, who had already picked up a fork and carefully rolled up the pasta, complaining speechlessly: "What kind of key evidence is this? It's exactly what you want to eat.
"
"No, no, I just want to eat pasta, but these are not all the reasons." Karasawa nodded, "I'm afraid you forgot that my sense of smell is sometimes more reliable, right?"
After hearing Tangze's reminder, why did he only react like this yesterday? He looked at the dishes on the table with a little surprise and said, "Could it be that... these dishes are your purpose?"
"That's right, but strictly speaking it's not cooking, it's oil."
Karasawa put the rolled pasta fork into his mouth and tasted the flavor of the pasta: "It tastes good, but the olive oil tastes a bit strong..."
"Oil..."
Hearing Karasawa's profound words, Sato Miwako suddenly remembered that before setting off to investigate, the two of them went to the Forensic Section to check the other party's evidence.
She lowered her head, looked at the exquisite pasta plate in front of her and said in surprise: "Are you saying that the oil on the murder weapon after it was wiped was the olive oil from this restaurant!?"
"That's right." Tangze nodded and smiled: "The taste of this olive oil is exactly the same as the oil on the breasts."
"What are you waiting for!"
After hearing this, Sato Miwako immediately wanted to stand up and arrest the other party, but was stopped by Karasawa, "Don't panic, at least finish the meal before talking, otherwise there won't be this time later, I don't want to be hungry
Work on an empty stomach.”
"Then tell me the whole case."
Staring at Karasawa angrily, Sato Miwako immediately speeded up her meal. With Karasawa's explanation, Sato Miwako also understood the full story of the case.
"Bill, please."
When the case was finished, all the food was eaten.
Tangze called the waiter and paid for the meal. He smiled and said, "Can you call your boss over? I have some cooking matters that I want to talk to him about."
"I understand, please wait a moment." Hearing Tang Ze's words, he thought it was some gourmet who came to the restaurant to review or find trouble. The waiter bowed quickly after hearing Tang Ze's words, and then trotted towards the kitchen.
After a while, a handsome man with medium-length hair wearing an apron and glasses walked out under the guidance of a waiter.
"Um... Is it you who is looking for me?" Arima Masahiko looked at the two of them and said politely: "I wonder what happened to you two? Or are you not satisfied with the food?"
"No? I'm very satisfied with the food, but there are some things I want to talk to you about elsewhere." Karasawa said, taking out the criminal evidence and showing it in front of the other party.
"Ah? I didn't expect it to be Mr. Criminal."
Arima Yayan suddenly said after seeing the criminal evidence presented by Tang Zhe and his wife: "Is it because of my father-in-law?
But I have already talked to the criminal about this matter... and I also agreed to appear in court as a witness..."
"Appear in court as a witness?" Tangze shook his index finger and said with a meaningful smile: "Appearing in court is the right thing to do, but not as a witness? Instead, the prisoner accepts the trial of the court!"
Hearing Tang Zhe's words, Arima Masahiko's expression changed. He immediately became gloomy. "Don't talk nonsense about this criminal! Inoue Takashi is the murderer, and you have already arrested him!"
"Although Inoue Takashi was guilty of breaking into a house, he did not commit murder." Karasawa looked at Akiyama Takuya with sharp eyes and said: "You are the one who really killed Otsu Toshiyuki."
"Ha!? Stop joking!" Masahiko Arima said in a bad tone: "Even if you are a criminal, you can't talk nonsense. Mr. Akiyama and I have experienced this first-hand.
And when he saw the prisoner beating my father-in-law? I was right next to him? How do you think I could enter the house and kill my father-in-law!?"
"Regarding this point, I later questioned Mr. Akiyama in detail, and the testimony I received was that he did not see Inoue Takashi beating President Otsu with his own eyes, but only saw the shadow of the beating person reflected on the wall through the neon lights."
Karasawa stretched out his hand to stop Arima Masahiko Kojima, who was about to retort: "If you want to say that the two are the same concept, you are completely wrong.
I wonder if you remember the golden clock with a little man ringing on the cabinet in President Otsu's room?
What if you use the weak neon light outside the window in a dark room? The little man on the clock can also create a shadow on the wall at the right angle, which has the same effect as beating a person."
"Then we were outside the door? Did we hear the sound of my father-in-law falling to the ground!?" Arima Masahiko retorted: "This can't be fake, right!?"
"This is also very simple. You just need to put a golf ball under the corner of the cabinet in the president's office and then tie it with a string."
Karasawa's face remained unchanged and he said: "When Mr. Akiyama looks through the small window and sees the shadow of the beating person in the house and panics? You only need to take the opportunity to pull the golf ball away to make this noise."
"By the way, is it normal to have a golf ball in the room? After all, Otsu-san likes to play golf."
Miwako Sato added: "As for the clock, I also asked my colleagues in the forensics department to confirm that it was a souvenir from a certain golf tournament champion."
"So what!" Arima Masahiko growled dissatisfied: "Anyone else can do this method like you said, why is it me!! If you say I am a prisoner, then bring out evidence.
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"Evidence?" Tangze activated "Tactical Retreat" and leaned on the sofa and said calmly: "There are two irrefutable evidences that you are the prisoner. Which one do you want to hear first?"
This chapter has been completed!