Chapter 188 Even if you flatter yourself, you still have to flatter yourself.
No. 42, 1-3, Tosahori-cho, Nishi-ku.
This two-story, one-family house belongs to Otsuka Shinji. After his divorce six years ago, he purchased the residence with full payment from his ex-wife. The house type is similar to that of Akashi Mari's house, but it does not have a supporting small yard.
Otsuka Shinji, who lives alone, is not the type who likes flowers and flowers. For him, as long as he has enough money to drink and have fun, that's fine.
Of course, if he wants to find someone to support him until his death, Akashi Shinji, as his biological son, is very important to him.
Otsuka Shinji was sitting in the living room, idly nestled on the sofa and watching TV. As time went by, it was still an hour before the agreed time, but he had no intention of taking his son to his ex-wife's house, and even took out his mobile phone to do so.
He had an all-night game of mahjong with his friends to celebrate what was an extraordinary Christmas Eve for him.
"Dad, can I take this doll home?" Shinji Akashi, who was only seven years old, asked with a childish voice.
He was holding a green dinosaur-shaped plush doll in his hand, with anticipation in his eyes. Because his mother had said that she had prepared a surprise for him, he wanted to go home quickly, see his mother as soon as possible, and spend Christmas with her.
.
When Otsuka Shinji heard the word "go home", his face instantly became gloomy. He clutched the cell phone that had not yet dialed, but when he thought that someone could no longer compete with him, a look of emotion accumulated on his face.
smile.
It's just that this smile is a little creepy.
Otsuka Shinji wanted to reject his son's request outright, because he knew that his son would never leave him and go back to that stupid woman, but when he wanted to speak, the doorbell suddenly sounded at the door.
He realized that the police might have come to his door for routine questioning, so he stood up and gently rubbed his son's round head, arched his eyebrows and tried to act like a loving father, and said in a gentle tone:
"Shinji, please go back to the house first. We can go to mom's house later, okay?"
"Okay, Dad."
After seeing his son go upstairs, Otsuka Shinji did not go directly to the door to greet him. Instead, he quickly went to the bathroom and made sure that the muddy rain boots were soaked in a bucket filled with bleach.
I washed the clean water glass again and pretended to have just arrived at the door after finishing my work.
After he opened the door and saw two people in suits standing outside the house, he pretended to be surprised and said:
"Hmm? Mr. Police, may I ask if you have anything to do with me?"
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As a police officer, it is not difficult to get a person's home address. After calling Yusuke Sakata, who was still on standby in the office, to log in to the police system and search, he quickly obtained relevant information about the victim's ex-husband Otsuka Shinji.
To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates, switch sources, read aloud with many sounds, and it can be used on both Android and Apple.]
Otsuka Shinji, male, 34 years old, lives at No. 42, Tosahori-cho 1-chome, Nishi-ku, Osaka City, and is an unemployed vagrant.
unemployed.
Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw this. No wonder Shinji Akashi lives with his mother. However, it is a bit strange that Otsuka Shinji is a "vagrant". He is a vagrant, so how does he survive and how does he earn money?
Banks are not philanthropists who will allocate large loans to unemployed people who provide money to buy a house.
Being cautious, he entrusted Sakata Yusuke to help investigate Otsuka Shinji's bank statements, and he might not be able to know what he relied on to survive during the past six years.
Starting from the victim Akashi Honoko's house, we only passed eight traffic lights to where Otsuka Shinji lived. Even if we walked, it would not take more than 20 minutes. The distance between the two places was very close.
After Fujiwara Yu parked his motorcycle, he found that Otaki Goro was standing at the door and did not go in. He raised his hand to knock on the door, which seemed to mean that he was turned away. He looked around the street environment and made sure that there was no door.
After monitoring the equipment, he walked into a house without a peripheral gate. Before he got closer, he noticed a line of sight staring at him. He looked up and saw a boy grabbing the railing of the balcony on the second floor.
It's the little boy in the photo. Is he Shinji Akashi?
But why was he standing in this place and why was he staring at himself.
Before Fujiwara Yuu could raise his lips and ask, Akashi Shinji turned around and ran into the house like a frightened rabbit. This made the smile he managed to squeeze out freeze on his face, and his expression became worse at the same time...
He doesn't understand, he doesn't accept, does his expression look scary?!
"Takaji, what are you doing standing over there?" Otaki Goro noticed Takaji Sousuke with his head lowered and his hands clenched into fists. He felt a little weird and shouted.
"nothing."
Fujiwara Yuu walked to the door with a sullen face, and slapped the doorbell angrily. Fortunately, he didn't yell a few words, otherwise he would have looked like a Yakuza boy collecting protection money. Ohtaki Goro had already taken off the sunglasses he wore while driving.
With glasses and a scar at the end of his eyebrow, all he needs to do is make his face look crooked, and he can act like a great brother.
There was no sound of cursing from inside the door. After opening the door, they saw a short-haired man about 1.7 meters tall. He looked at them with a surprised expression and said:
"Hmm? Mr. Police, may I ask if you have anything to do with me?"
When Fujiwara Yu heard this sentence, he decided that his guess was correct. Otsuka Shinji was indeed very suspicious. Otsuka Goro, who also sensed something was wrong, deliberately glanced behind him to make sure that the police officer who was following him was not there.
He didn't park the police car at the door, so he said something meaningful:
"Hello Mr. Otsuka, I didn't expect you to be so smart and recognize us as police officers at a glance."
They don't wear obvious police uniforms like the police officers from the forensics department and the nearby police station. They are dressed completely in suits and leather shoes, so they are directly called "police". Anyone with a little bit of intelligence will feel that something is wrong.
Moreover, Otsuka Shinji was not given any warning before they came, so why did he think the police would come to his door today?
People with ghosts in their hearts have flaws everywhere.
Otsuka Shinji realized that he had let slip, he made a gesture of invitation with a sneer, and directly flattered him:
"Mr. Police Officer, you are joking. I just thought your temperament was very similar to that of a police officer. I didn't expect you to be a police officer. It seems that I have a good eye for identifying people. Hahahaha!"
He is such a wise man who knows people well and flatters others without forgetting to boast about himself.
Fujiwara Yu's eyes fell on Otsuka Shinji's wet hands. The entrance was very quiet and there was no mud. He didn't see any shoes. It seemed that this person had not been out today.
As for the pair of shoes I used to go out yesterday, they have probably been disposed of.
He put one hand in his pocket, imitating the other party's hypocritical face, and said in a subtle tone:
"I didn't expect Mr. Otsuka to be so smart. Can you please answer a few questions for us?"