Chapter 180 Mrs. Morita, you have to think clearly
Fujiwara Yu sat in the living room and did not see Morita Takuma who had returned home. When Morita Naomi walked out with Genmai tea, he did not mince words, but asked in a very direct way:
"Mrs. Morita, why don't you see your husband? I remember he came back."
The movement of making tea paused slightly. Morita Naomi was obviously not good at lying. It took her a few seconds with a tense face before she revealed the lie she had prepared. She couldn't even squeeze out a smile:
"Ah...my husband felt a headache after he came back. He has gone back to his room to rest. Mr. Police Officer, are you looking for him?"
"No, I'm just asking. I'm here to confirm some small details about the eucalyptus." Fujiwara Yu stretched out his left hand and pressed it down to indicate that Morita Naomi was sitting in front of him. He politely took the tea cup with both hands and took a sip.
Then she asked: "Mrs. Morita, I heard from your husband that before you went to the supermarket last night, you found Chiyo Tokugawa coming home alone. This time is very important, so I want to confirm again. Can you please describe the situation at that time?
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Morita Naomi folded her right hand on her left wrist and rubbed her watch strap repeatedly. She did not raise her head and look directly into Takaji Sousuke's eyes, but stared at the steaming Genmai tea on the table, without any thought, just like carrying something on her back.
As if in a text, he began to elaborate on the answers he had already prepared:
"Last night at 19:30, my husband and I had just finished washing the dishes and found that there were not enough ingredients in the refrigerator, so we decided to go to the supermarket to purchase. My husband was the first to go out and start the car. I told my son not to watch TV and to finish the job well.
I just left after my homework, and then I saw Chiyo Tokugawa walking towards home alone. When I got into the car, I found that the light in her living room was on. At that time, I happened to glance at the time, it was 19:35.
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The answer was so detailed that it seemed a bit long-winded, and even made up some unnecessary details.
He didn't tell the truth from beginning to end. It seems very likely that Morita Naomi was not at home last night. She didn't know what role her husband played in this case, so she agreed to perjury in a short period of time... It seems that
There is another secret.
Fujiwara Yuu picked up the tea cup and glanced at Morita Naomi's left wrist out of the corner of his eye. When she flipped the wristband, he revealed the scars hidden underneath. He knew the wounds very well and could tell at a glance that this was a scar.
Traces left behind when he attempted suicide by cutting his wrists.
He raised his eyebrows. It seemed that this lady didn't have much status in the family. Maybe she was worried that Takuma Morita would harm her or her son who had not yet returned home, so he compromised and helped hide it?
"Mrs. Morita, what time was it when you came back from the supermarket? Did you notice anything at that time?"
Hearing Takaji Sosuke's question, Morita Naomi subconsciously glanced in the direction of the stairs. Apparently when making up the lie, Morita Takuma did not consider that the police would ask this question. After hesitating for a moment, she still shook her head with regret.
road:
"I'm very sorry, police officer, I can't remember."
Fujiwara Yu successfully captured Morita Naomi's small movements, and he already knew that someone was still eavesdropping at the stairs. He thought of the time regulations for taking out garbage in the area, put down his teacup and said:
"The shopping receipt in the supermarket should have the time written on it. Can you show it to me?"
"I, I have already thrown away my shopping receipt. This morning..."
"Mrs. Morita, have you forgotten what day it is today? No one comes to collect garbage on Sundays."
Japan has clear regulations on garbage disposal. You cannot throw away garbage randomly outside the specified time. For example, Sunday is the day for putting out combustible garbage, and Sunday is the day for putting out recyclable garbage. No one will come to collect garbage on Sundays, so usually
No one will throw away garbage on this day.
Fujiwara Yu slowly stood up from the sofa with his hands on his knees. He walked around behind Morita Naomi. Due to the height difference, he had to lower his body and control the volume to a level that only two people could hear:
"You don't want to cover up your husband's mistakes now, do you? It's too late to admit your mistakes now. I can turn a blind eye and turn a blind eye to what you just said... But if you still insist on it, you may commit perjury.
If you are going to jail, do you want your son to experience how his parents are both in jail and forced to be independent? Mrs. Morita, you have to think clearly."
Speaking,,,edition.]
She can indeed continue to lie and say that the supermarket shopping receipt was lost or abandoned in the damp, but as long as she investigates the supermarket's surveillance, the lie will be self-evident.
Morita Naomi bit her lower lip and didn't know how to answer for a while, but when she thought about herself and him being imprisoned, what should Xiangsuke do? She couldn't leave Xiangsuke behind. She must know that she stayed in this home and continued to suffer in order to be able to take care of her.
Her son.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Officer, I did lie. Last night -"
boom!
A huge sound came from the stairs on the second floor, followed by a rush of footsteps. Such a sound also scared Morita Naomi, who had suffered domestic violence, to hold her head and dare not raise her head. She was trembling for fear that the devil would rush over and become a police officer.
Teach yourself a lesson.
Fujiwara Yudansada raised his eyes and looked at Morita Takuma who suddenly appeared from the stairs, holding a briefcase and hurriedly opened the balcony door to escape from the backyard. He straightened his back and put his hands in his pockets, looking towards him calmly.
Walk outside.
Because he didn't need to worry, he already knew that this guy was planning to drive away, so he arranged a surprise gift in front of his car in advance.
"ah--!
"
The scream was followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Of course, it was not an object that landed, but Takuma Morita who was trying to escape.
Otaki Goro, who was sitting on the trunk of the car, had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Morita Takuma running towards him in a hurry, he jumped down and directly used his judo strength, grabbing the opponent's collar directly, and walking forward while driving
The opponent, when turning, bends his knees to lower his center of gravity, and instantly explodes with force to throw the opponent away.
Morita Takuma fell on the lawn in a panic and had stars in his eyes. He covered his head and tried to support his body. Unexpectedly, his hand was handcuffed as soon as he stretched it out. When he opened his eyes, he saw Officer Otaki waving in front of him.
's huge fist.
"Tell me! Where did you kidnap Chiyo Tokui?!"
"I didn't! You police officers have no evidence, how can you put handcuffs on me?! Wait for me! I want to report you for abusing your power and violating law enforcement!
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Some people just like to see the coffin weeping. Fujiwara Yu naturally would not deprive the other person of the right to "cry". He walked towards the red Citroën, raised his hand and knocked on the window glass, with a slightly mocking tone:
"Where are you going to play in a hurry, Mr. Morita? Is it Hirazaka?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!"
"You are so confident that you must not have taken off the driving recorder, right? Are you sure you still insist on insisting on not admitting your crime? People can lie, but machines cannot lie."
Driving recorder.
Morita Takuma's struggling movements stopped instantly, and the principal's distorted face gradually solidified. He realized that he was too confident that he failed to hide too much criminal evidence.
After he was dragged to his feet by Officer Otaki, he thought about what he had done last night, and the corner of his mouth twitched:
"...Zumijie Park, in the lake, covered with rocks."