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Serious residents of Yoneka Town will usually call the police when they see a dead body. But this is not necessarily the case for murderers or other people with evil intentions.

The footprints left at the crime scene seem to have illustrated the nature of the case.

The Megure Police Department felt that this was good news. He pointed to the blood mark and said: "Extract the traces as soon as possible, and then go to the deceased's nemesis, his name is Hashizume Akira, right? Go to his house and keep an eye on him, don't let him escape!"

There were more and more people watching. Although Jiang Xia didn't mind staying longer, the police didn't seem to like being targeted by so many cameras. They were handling the scene at double speed.

Not long after, the body was brought back to the police station along with the physical evidence.

The large police force withdrew, leaving only a few people to evacuate the crowd and guard the scene. The fire at the factory had also been put out, and the blockade was no longer continued.

There was no excitement, and gradually, the onlookers also left.

The two cadres who had been soaking in the water for a long time breathed a silent sigh of relief. A series of bubbles full of murderous intent appeared on the water in front of them.

The two of them looked at each other, probably feeling that this was not a good time to talk, and they were more worried that the other would take advantage of others' danger to find accomplices, which would be detrimental to them. So they did not communicate more, went ashore from different directions, and quickly disappeared from each other.

before.



Jiang Xia and the others were on their way to the police station.

Representative Takada had just attended a charity event. When he got into the car, he suddenly remembered something: "I will be passing by Didan Middle School in a while. The detective should still be being interviewed. Let's stop by and take a look."

The secretary was startled and hesitated: "Jiang Xia is indeed being interviewed, but he should not be at Didan Middle School now - on the way to school, he suddenly encountered a kidnapping case, which delayed some time. Now the program team is scrapping

Report the current situation from the factory.”

"Abandoned factory?" Councilor Takada couldn't help but frown. He didn't like people who messed up his plans. He happened to have his laptop at hand, so he opened it and found that the live broadcast had been paused, but a reporter with quick skills sorted it out.

At this time, the screen was full of relevant reports with text and animations from the scene.

Councilor Takada randomly clicked on a webpage to check and saw the last segment of the live broadcast. The background there was not an abandoned factory, but a bridge.

Reporters routinely show close-ups of the dead to catch people's attention with the tragic scene of death. Representative Takada's eyes instantly fell on the dead. When he took a closer look, he suddenly found that the corpse on the ground looked familiar.

"Huh?" The corners of his wrinkled lips raised silently, "Isn't this that bastard reporter who doesn't know how to live or die?"

The secretary was about to drive when he heard this and looked back and said in surprise: "Is this the person who threatened you with scandal a few days ago and wanted you to provide more breaking news? He is actually dead... You are indeed a God favored by God.

The chosen one.”

Councilor Takada laughed loudly: "Okay, stop flattering me."

Halfway through laughing, he remembered something and suddenly sat upright: "Wait a minute, I remember that guy had a companion who was squatting outside with him at the time..."

His eyes quickly scanned the report in front of him and the other published pictures. Then he regretfully discovered that only one person died: this was not the serial murder he had hoped for.

"One of them is still alive." Councilman Takada frowned, "We can't delay it. It doesn't matter whether it's money, information, or if necessary... - Before the police come to find him, you can find a way to shut him up.

"

Secretary: "..." It has been written in the news that that person is the biggest suspect, and the police must have passed it. Isn't this a bit difficult to ask... But forget it, in short, respond first, and then talk about it if it doesn't work.



The secretary hurriedly asked someone to rush over, but it was still a step too late.

The police had already arrived at Hashizume Akira's doorstep - after all, his journalist colleagues were there, and the police immediately knew his current location without even having to investigate in depth.

Hashizume Akira didn't want to cooperate at first, but it didn't take long for the police to collect enough evidence to call people to the police station. This time, the body was broadcast live as soon as it was discovered. It was another program linked to politicians, and the police were more efficient than

It's usually much higher.

The police were unable to find any shoes at Akira Hashizume's home, but they still made a significant discovery.



In the police station, in the inquiry room.

Megure Police Department looked at Akira Hashizume who was sitting opposite: "I heard that you were colleagues with the deceased Mr. Kaga Sumahiro."

Before he could finish speaking, Akira Hashizume interrupted with a sneer: "What, I have to be arrested because I am a colleague?"

Mu Mu Police Department: "Don't confuse the topic. This is not about being arrested. I'm just asking you to come over and talk as a witness."

Hashizume Akira continued to sneer uncooperatively: "Let me guess, it must be some talkative guy behind his back, saying that I had a bad relationship with the deceased and often quarreled, so you thought I had the motive to kill him.

right."

"That's not entirely the case." The Megu Police Department remembered that this guy was a professional digging up scandals for others, and he was very good at adding fuel to the fire, so he spoke more cautiously, "I asked you to come here because of this."

Miwako Sato walked in with a stack of reports and put it on the table. It was a fingerprint report on a thermos cup.

""This is the thermos cup we found at the crime scene. It was in the hands of the deceased at the time, and the coffee inside was highly poisoned. The cause of death of the deceased was drinking the contents of this cup - this thermos cup.

Your fingerprints were detected in many places on the cup, can you explain the reason?"

"..."

Hashizume Akira looked at the thermos cup, his arrogance finally stopped, and he became a little nervous.

But soon, he calmed down again: "We are colleagues, we often hang out in the same places, and we happened to buy the same type of thermos cup. The two cups are exactly the same, and I often accidentally pick up the wrong one. On the cup

Isn’t it normal to leave fingerprints?”

Mumu Police Department: "..." It seems quite reasonable?

Jiang Xia was watching outside. In fact, he often wandered into the interrogation room to have direct contact with prisoners. However, this time it was a live broadcast and he had to face reporters specializing in digging up scandals. Neither the Megure Police Department nor Sato Miwako allowed him to

Entering the house, I was worried that Akira Hashizume would catch him and make a fuss about it. After all, this was a ruthless man who once caused a murder case of a wealthy family with a report.

But being unable to enter the house did not affect Jiang Xia's progress in solving the case. He seemed to suddenly remember something and looked at Officer Takagi next to him:

"I remembered that when the live broadcast just started yesterday, the program team and I entered a coffee shop. At that time, the reporter happened to be arguing with the deceased in the coffee shop. I remember that there were indeed two thermos cups on their table."

Officer Takagi perked up and realized that this was an important clue: "They had a quarrel yesterday, and someone died that night. Could it be that the cup you saw at that time was actually a poison weapon?... Did you still record the screen recording of yesterday's live broadcast?

Do you want to keep it?"


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