Jiang Xia asked again: "When was the club handed over from you?"
Manager: "I gave the club to Mr. Nan the night before yesterday."
"The night before yesterday?!" Section Chief Yasui jumped up and stared at the humble ordinary member, "I remember you just gave the club to the manager this morning. When I urged you yesterday, you said
It’s not fixed!”
Looking at it this way, things suddenly became clear.
Megure Police Department looked at Minami Chishi: "In other words, the exploding club stayed in your hand for a full day and night? What did you do to it during this time?"
Nan Zhishi's face was extremely ugly and he still said nothing.
It is rare for a suspect to talk so little, but if he doesn't speak, the police can't just take him away.
So the enthusiastic detective had to say for him: "I remember that not long after you arrived here, you made an excuse to go to the bathroom, leaving three other colleagues with higher positions than you here.
"It looks like this is just a very ordinary episode, but in fact, it is a carefully planned part of your life.
"Judging from what I just said, the four of you should often come to this driving range to play golf together, and your action patterns are relatively fixed.
"The deceased has a high position, and he definitely doesn't need to do something as small as picking up the ball from the automatic ball supply machine before practice starts.
"So the original process should be that after arriving at the scene, you, the lowest-ranking ordinary member, help the deceased pick up the ball and put it away, and then help Section Chief Yasui put away his ball to complete this chore.
"But according to your plan, you will lead the police afterwards, making them mistakenly think that the bomb ball is hidden among the practice balls. In this case, the person who takes the ball will undoubtedly be suspected of soaring, and the person who put the ball in the ball supply area of the deceased
, and will become the focus of subsequent investigations.
"You didn't want to put yourself in this situation, so you excused yourself to the bathroom and left the matter to others. In this way, Section Chief Yasui, who was used to giving some of his balls to the dead, became a suspect.
The tallest man."
It was only then that Section Chief Yasui came to his senses and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Cunning, so cunning!"
Jiang Xia sighed: "Not only this, but in other aspects, you and the deceased have completely fallen into the murderer's trap - did the deceased have the habit of changing to a long-distance club to hit the ball when the practice was about to end?"
At this time, Section Chief Yasui looked at him as if he were looking at a bundle of life-saving straws, and responded enthusiastically: "That's right! Mr. Tachibana usually changes the clubs about ten minutes before the end of practice. After I handed the clubs to Mr. Tachibana,
, and then went out to order coffee for him, the time was just right... ah!"
He suddenly realized something: "Could it be..."
Jiang Xia nodded: "The long-distance club that the deceased wanted to use happened to be the club that the murderer planted a bomb on during repairs. After you hand the club to the deceased, leave the driving range and go to the front desk to order coffee...
"This is just an ordinary process that you are accustomed to, but it was used by the murderer to make it look like you predicted the explosion and deliberately avoided the explosion scene.
"Coupled with the bomb ball that the murderer took the time to put into your bag, your suspicion suddenly skyrocketed, completely meeting all the conditions required by the 'murderer'.
"In addition, in order to avoid being suspected like you because he was not injured, the murderer also used a trick to expose himself to the aftermath of the explosion."
As he spoke, he looked at Minami Chishi: "But in the end, he still couldn't defeat the human survival instinct. The moment before the club hit the golf ball, he hid sideways behind a pillar."
At this moment, Nan Zhishi was standing with the young director. When everyone heard the words, they immediately looked at them intently.
Then I discovered that although both of them had been bombed, it was indeed as Jiang Xia said: Looking at it this way, the difference is really huge.
——Only the left half of Minami Jishi's body had scars from the bomb, while the right half was unscathed. But the director was blown up evenly, and his whole body was wrapped in bandages.
Under everyone's suspicious gazes, Nan Zhishi suddenly sighed.
He finally spoke and regretted: "Leaving that club here for a day and a night was indeed too conspicuous - if that guy hadn't suddenly been transferred to New York, forcing me to take action in advance, I wouldn't have exposed it.
Such a big flaw."
Section Chief Yasui had dared to yell at him just now. Now when he heard that this ordinary little club member was actually a murderer, he was a little scared, but he was also curious: "You, why did you kill him?"
Nan Zhishi snorted coldly: "What's the point of living in this world for a fool like this who has no vision for people? - My plans are obviously so perfect, but he still refuses to agree. After so many years of working together, he actually insisted on it once
None of them have adopted my plan... This is jealousy and suppression, naked suppression!"
"And Section Chief Yasui." Minami Tomoshi suddenly pointed at Yasui, "I know how to flatter Tachibana Eisuke all day long. It's because of this kind of villain in power that we, the hard-working group, never have a chance to get ahead!"
"You...!" Section Chief Yasui was angry and didn't dare to say anything to the murderer, so he took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat, whispering, "I really don't have much ability, but you are worthy of being called a hard worker? Look,
Look at your plans, what are they all about..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw Minami Chishi's murderous and angry gaze, and Section Chief Yasui was like a chicken being strangled by the neck, completely silent.
Section Chief Yasui: "..." Forget it, forget it. What if this guy gets more and more angry after entering and escapes from prison and comes out to kill me.
In this broken workplace, you not only have to please your boss, but also your subordinates... Damn it, what kind of world is this!
Of course, no matter what he thought in his heart, Section Chief Yasui's final performance was that he never made a sound again and watched in a low-key manner as the murderer was loaded into the police car.
The case was successfully solved and everything came to a successful conclusion.
Soon, there were no longer just those live broadcasts of average quality on the Internet, there were many fast reporters who had sorted out the whole story of the case and published it.
"I see……"
Inside a safe house in Tokyo.
Curaçao looked at the process on the screen and made a virtual stroke with his fingertips on one of the lines: "From here on, the stage slowly opens. These are the key points that I should pay attention to in the future."
What she was looking at was the scene where the murderer was in a hurry to go to the bathroom.
Based on the reference answers, and in turn trying to figure out the questions, everything seems so clear, which makes people feel like they have grasped Uzoma's feet.
"But you can't take it lightly." Curaçao reminded himself calmly and coldly in his heart, "Forward and reverse predictions are very difficult. If you don't look at the answer, put yourself completely into the scene..."
