Chapter 189 Can I tell the truth to my brother now?
The ornaments above the shoe cabinet were covered with dust, and even the landline phone had oil stains that had not been wiped clean.
There were several garbage bags piled up next to the TV in the living room that had not been thrown away in time. There was even a strange smell wafting from them, which was probably the smell of food waste fermented in the bags.
What Fujiwara Yu couldn't accept the most was that there was a lot of debris piled up on the sofa, and a package of unpacked potato chips was thrown on it. Even if the debris fell between the gaps in the wooden floor, he could actually sit on the sofa.
I saw a piece of ramen that had been flattened.
He stood by the sofa with a look of disgust on his face, unwilling to sit down. Otaki Goro, who had no mysophobia, fell silent when he saw this scene.
Although it's not a good idea to ask while standing, you can't force your butt to sit on a sofa that's like a pit, right? Even if your butt accepts it, his trousers are not willing to accept it.
"Huh? Why don't you two police officers sit down?" Otsuka Shinji, who had no eyesight at all, looked at the two police officers who were standing in confusion, but he sat on the sofa very naturally, and he was very accurately positioned on that spot.
Just very flat ramen.
The ramen noodles are even flatter.
Otaki Goro tried his best to twitch the corners of his mouth to make his expression less awkward. He took out the police notepad and said bluntly:
"Mr. Otsuka, actually we came here to inform you of something... Your ex-wife was killed at home yesterday, and I want to ask you if you know who she had enemies with in her life."
After hearing these words, Otsuka Shinji jumped up from the sofa like a monkey. This move shocked the two of them, and they almost stopped pulling out the revolver. Especially when Otsuka Shinji showed his selflessness.
When it was time to perform "performance art" after his ex-wife was killed, both of them read two words in each other's eyes: speechless.
The hands were shaking like sieves, but they could still maintain the same frequency on the left and right, and they didn't look like they were acting at all.
"Sui, Sui Zi... Sui Zi is dead? You, you are not kidding me, are you?"
"Of course we, the police, will not make such vulgar jokes with you. Your ex-wife, Ms. Honoko Akashi, has indeed passed away. Please forgive me." Yu Fujiwara's tone was so stiff that he didn't want to continue acting. He looked straight at Shinji Otsuka.
: "Mr. Otsuka, would it be convenient for you to tell me where you were and what you were doing from 23:00 last night to 2:00 this morning?"
The sudden change made Otsuka Shinji alert. He pushed up his glasses with a smile and asked:
"Mr. Police Officer, didn't you ask me about Suizi's enemies? Why did you ask me about this all of a sudden?"
"Don't worry, Mr. Otsuka. I'm just asking for an alibi. I don't treat you as a suspect."
"I put my son to bed very early last night. The child is only seven years old. I can't go out in the middle of the night and leave him at home, right? If you don't believe it, I can ask my son to testify for me."
Fujiwara Yu wanted to say that the testimony of relatives could not prove his alibi, but Otaki Goro reached out and poked him twice in the back, hinting him not to speak, and asked himself:
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"Then can you trouble your children to testify for you? To be honest, I have seen your son in the photo. He has completely inherited your advantages in appearance. He will definitely be a healthy and handsome young man in the future!"
"Hahahaha, Mr. Police Officer, thank you for your compliment. I will call him down right now."
When Otsuka Shinji went upstairs, Fujiwara Yu frowned and looked at Officer Otaki with confusion on his face. He didn't understand why he was doing this. It could be seen that he was not doing a good job of socializing with others.
Don't know how to use flattering words to make the suspect relax his vigilance and find a breakthrough.
"Otaki-senpai, you should know that testimonies between relatives cannot be used, right? And he knew from the beginning that we were the police, which means he already knew that the police would come after his ex-wife died."
Otaki Goro smiled and patted Sosuke Takaji on the shoulder, and said sincerely:
"Takaji, although you are very capable in dealing with crimes, you need to use skills when talking to suspects. And children are not good at perjury. Only when there are flaws can breakthroughs be made. Also, please remember not to be too emotional."
"I'm not sentimental, am I?"
"What if Ms. Mari is lying? You excluded her from the list of suspects from the beginning, right?" Otaki Goro noticed the surprised expression of Sosuke Takaji. He recalled the cases he had investigated in the past and said with a wry smile:
"It's hard to see through people's hearts. You may encounter cases that make you confused in the future, so don't put your emotions too much into the process, otherwise you will end up being hurt and unable to get out...
It's you."
Many policemen will have nightmares because of a tragic incident, and many policemen will become suspicious of an unbelievable murderer, and will seriously trap themselves in place, and they will never be able to escape.
Otaki Goro has seen that his best friend from the police academy fell into such confusion after personally arresting someone he trusted that he gradually took off his police uniform and turned his normal life into a mess.
He didn't want to see the younger generation he was optimistic about follow in the footsteps of his best friend.
Fujiwara Yu listened to these words in his heart but did not answer. He raised his eyes and looked at the stairs where the footsteps were heard. When he saw Akashi Shinji touching his sight, he quickly avoided it. He realized that Otsuka Shinji had gone upstairs a few minutes ago.
During that time, something should have happened.
It is not unheard of for young children to help make perjury using language that hints or expresses it. During his time in the United States, he had read through some cases in his official capacity, and there were no police or police reports among them.
The murderer induces the children to believe that the fabricated content is reality, so that they are unjustly convicted or the real murderer escapes.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Otsuka Shinji did not notice the change in the facial expression of the purple-haired police officer. He was still immersed in the pleasure of killing his wife without revealing the secret, and patted Shinji Akashi on the shoulder.
, showing a fatherly and kind smile:
"Shinji, don't be afraid. These two uncles are policemen. You just need to tell the truth about what happened last night."
uncle.
Hearing this call, Fujiwara Yu stared at half-moon eyes. Why was he called uncle when he was clearly not in love and married yet? But now was not the time to worry about the title. He could clearly see Akashi Shinji's hesitant expression. He had previously avoided his words.
He probably had something to say to himself, but he didn't dare to say it due to fear of his father.
We have to find a way to get rid of Otsuka Shinji. As long as this guy is around, Akashi Shinji will definitely not tell the truth.
Fujiwara Yu took out the pineapple-flavored fruit candy that Hattori Heiji had given him before going out in the morning from his pocket. He squatted down and put the candy into the hands of the somewhat introverted Shinji, with a smile on his lips:
"Kid, come and have some candy to relieve your pain? My brother won't hurt you."
Shinji Akashi blinked his big eyes but did not reach out to take it. When Fujiwara Yu saw this scene, he stood up and came to Otsuka Shinji's side, whispering:
"Mr. Otsuka, your son is a bit introverted. Can you get some toys to distract him? Otherwise, he will not be able to record a confession to help you prove the authenticity of the alibi."
"Toys? Okay, I'll go upstairs and get some." Otsuka Shinji was a little worried when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his eagerness to let the two police officers leave was suppressed after hearing the second half.
I couldn't stay any longer, so I walked straight to the second floor without thinking too much.
Upon seeing this, Fujiwara Yu directly patted Otaki-senpai's shoulder, slightly raising his chin to hint that he should follow him. He himself squatted down again and gently pressed his palms on Akashi Shinji's silky hair without rubbing it: