"What do you mean?" Shinichi Fujimura sat in the interrogation room and questioned in a very intense tone. "How could I do this?"

"Sir, please calm down," said Officer Takagi (because this was in the interrogation room of the Metropolitan Police Department, not the informal interview like before) to calm down Shinichi Fujimura. "You heard from me that we just want to ask you now-you should also know that the time for prosecution in this case has passed, so no matter what you say, we will not be prosecuted in the end."

"This is not a question of whether I will be sued, but a question of my reputation and reputation rights. Can you understand what I mean?" Fujimura Shin-san refused to give in. "I am a best-selling writer now. If my image is destroyed, the sales of my book will be greatly reduced."

"Abstract, this... should be the ice ax you used at that time?" Fujiwara, who was beside him, took a picture of Shinichi Fujimura and other people from the expedition team taking their own ice axes before setting off the expedition. (After realizing that Gregory might be in trouble if he was not doing it well, Fujiwara was busy doing the forensic work and had not had time to see the records of Firefly, so he was not aware of the related matters.)

"Yes, what's wrong?" Fujimura Shin said after glanced at the direction of the ice axe.

"Have you ever lent this ice axe to someone else?" Fujiwara asked casually. "If not, you might have to explain why based on our analysis, the shape produced by the tip of the high-end ice axe you were using at that time was found on the lethal wound of Mr. Ito's temple."

At this moment, both Takagi and Fujiwara saw Shinichi Fujimura's strangeness. After showing strong doubts about what Fujiwara said, Shinichi Fujimura seemed to have been suddenly pierced with a balloon. All the dissatisfaction with the relevant accusations on his face before was wiped out, and instead he looked quite shaken and confused.

But it was only a short period of loss. Just when Fujiwara thought he would have the opportunity to penetrate Shinichi Fujimura's psychological defense line at one time, the other party had quickly reorganized his thoughts and returned to his previous tenacious state of not getting into the air.

"The same shape should not mean it is my ice axe, right?" Shinichi Fujimura organized the logic like this and refuted Fujiwara's statement. "Any ice axe of the same style, or even a similar shape, should be able to create such traces, so it is definitely untenable to accuse me. Moreover, two gentlemen from the Metropolitan Police Department..."

Shinichi Fujimura leaned forward slightly and said to both of them. "Is it really meaningful to continue investigating this case? The prosecution period has passed - even if the murderer is found, there is no way to prosecute it. You might as well say that the wound was formed naturally and expose the matter."

"..." Fujiwara and Takagi exchanged a look suspiciously - if it was said that Shinichi Fujimura was as tenacious as before, but now it seems that he intends to let the whole case pass like this and behave like this?

...

One hour later, Mihua General Hospital.

"The above has confirmed that the case has passed the prosecution period, and the next conclusion will be based on the natural trauma of the wound." When Fujiwara led Chia to Gregory's office, Gregory was looking at a document and said this. "Although I was a little unwilling to give up,... in this case, it would be meaningless even if I win - you just asked Shinichi Fujimura just now, right? Just throw away those documents, and I can't use them."

"We feel that Shinichi Fujimura has something wrong," Fujiwara said quickly. "He—"

"No need to worry, even if he is the murderer, that's it." Gregory shook his head. "It's been 20 years. Unless there is ironclad evidence - this is almost impossible in this natural environment - it's impossible for you to declare him the murderer in public opinion. And... the police said after the prosecution period that such remarks should be banned."

"Then...what are we going to do now?" Fujiwara finally chose to obey Gregory's orders.

"Give you two academic gilding," Gregory handed the list in his hand to Fujiwara who understood it and walked up to him. "My assistant, it's not okay to have two more reliable journals."

"You want to move those bones?" Fujiwara was stunned. "But those are not..."

"Yes, it's the body found by my expedition. Is there any problem?" Gregory asked. "Now I am an authority in the field of forensics, so it doesn't matter if I lead this experiment - at most I'll just give them a name to the two of them in academic work."

...

That night, the forensics department workshop.

"Have you completed your first round of checks? If it's OK, I'll report it to me. To be short, ladies and seniors are preferred, children are preferred."

According to this principle, among the four people present, the first one was Qianyu, who was a little boy.

"Uh... According to the results of the oxygen isotope analysis of teeth, the bones in the sack discarded with Mr. Ito belonged to three people in total. The expedition team believed that these bodies might belong to Hee (hereinafter referred to as HLV) who died here, and J also had another crew member who could not confirm his identity. But now, based on the genetic tests we just completed, from the genetic tests of all three groups of leg bones, in fact, belong to the Inuit genome, that is, the locals. Only the third person is a typical Anglo-Saxon person. According to our documents, this should be indeed the bones of the officer HLV on the expedition." With the results of the test report, Qian Yu explained this.

"Okay, then, background material description group--" Gregory nodded and shifted his eyes from Qianyu to his side.

“...the party halted on a long low spit (author: here refers to the cape instead of saliva), called by the natives Kung-e-ark-le-ar-u, on st a white man had beehe spot oi, but the snow covered all from view.” Ai Haibara held the thick book in his hand and read the contents in a rather lazy manner.

[This team stopped in a long and low cape called by the locals, kung-e-ark-le-ar-u, which was eventually named "a known place to bury white men". The site was identified, but snow covered everything in sight.]—Nourse, J.E. 1879 "A narrative of the Second Arctic Expedition of C.F. Hall in Washington, DC"

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The case...of course it won't end here. Although everyone should have already known who is the biggest suspect,... Shinichi Fujimura always feels that something is strange, right?

In addition, the 11th exam is closed.
Chapter completed!