"The results came out. Although the other party was very careful to avoid more than 95% of the surveillance cameras on the road, Yumi still found the corresponding vehicle based on the license plate number provided by Detective Uozuka.
"Gin left the Kenzo Villa in Maoshan in this black Mercedes-Benz, and then changed to a Porsche 356A in an area beyond the reach of surveillance to avoid possible police tracking."
Not long after, Sato Miwako, who strode back from the traffic class, placed the fresh photos on the conference table one by one, pointed at the two black limousines and affirmed: "The front windshields of the other side must have been specially modified.
Processing, surveillance cannot see their faces.
"And we can't be sure if there is anyone else in the back seat. The windows on both sides of the other party's car are blackout. However, according to Detective Uotsuka, the only weapon in the back seat was the weapon Gin used to commit the crime."
"In other words, Detective Uozuka can be our witness?" Takagi's eyes lit up when he saw these photos, and he could not hide his excitement in his tone.
"No, he can only prove that the skeleton we found in the fireplace of the villa is Kenzo Masayama himself, and at the same time identify Gin's guilt for the murder.
"But the crux of the matter is that the prisoner codenamed Gin has so many charges, he doesn't care whether he has one more or one less."
Flicking up his unique coral hair style, Shiratori Rensaburo, who came back from his thoughts, nodded his cheek with his hand and said: "From the clues we have so far, Counselor Uno is just suspicious, and we don't have any evidence.
"As I said before, it is an unwritten rule for entrepreneurs to have financial dealings with high-ranking police officials, not to mention that it is obvious that Counselor Uye Uno can evade it by saying that he did not know about it and that his wife only kept it privately.
"
As the heir to a wealthy family, Shiratori Rensaburo, who has seen too many unspoken rules in the police world, is obviously not as optimistic as Takagi Wataru. He only has a wife, and Uno Tadayoshi can completely abandon his wife.
In other words, his wife is the chess piece he pushed out just in case.
"Uehara, what do you think?" Seeing that this round of discussion seemed to have fallen into a dead end, Chiba scratched his numb scalp, then turned to look at the three-series ace who had been silent, and subconsciously stroked his head.
He touched his big belly a few times, and his gestures were a bit like those of his boss, Mu Mu Shisan.
"I have no idea."
When asked, Katsuki Uehara faced the glances directed at him and spread his hands in disbelief: "To be honest, I am skeptical about Counselor Uno."
To him, this clue was a bit too straightforward and too obvious.
Of course, it was only for him, after all, he had never believed in vodka.
"What do you mean? Are you still doubting the authenticity of this matter?"
Miwako, who heard the overtone, thought thoughtfully: "Or are you still doubting Agent Uozuka? Can you tell me your reason? I don't understand.
"You can easily accept the fact that Reina Mizuna is a CIA undercover agent, but why can't Agent Uozuka gain your trust despite risking his life several times to provide us with information?"
This is what Miwako Sato doesn't understand the most.
In terms of institutional reputation, both the FBI and the CIA are notoriously equal, but why does Katsumi Uehara have completely opposite attitudes toward undercover agents of the two organizations?
It can't be because Reina Mizuno is a beautiful agent, right?
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Uehara Katsumi shook his head and denied, "How should I put it, I think all this is too logical, and it makes me feel vaguely unreal."
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
As soon as these words came out, several people's faces showed a hint of speechlessness.
After exchanging glances in turn, Miwako Sato stepped forward and walked up to the man. She stretched out her hand to tidy up the collar of his slightly messy shirt and said, "Uehara, use Chris Binyard to find Qin."
Isn't it your own plan to catch them off guard in the wine lair?
"Why is it that now that the plan is successful, you have doubts about your plan?
"It turns out that your plan was successful. We succeeded. Chris Binyard was completely unaware of it. Isn't the Baker Street boy who helped you track Chris Binyard the best proof?
"If she really finds out, we won't be able to find Gin's stronghold, and we won't be able to catch them all, right?"
"..."
"Uehara, you are very smart and excellent, really. So there is really no need to put so much pressure on yourself. We have caught them now. This showdown between you is over. They have no chance.
Sung."
Seeing that her partner was silent, Miwako Sato said softly: "And if you still have questions, why not ask them face to face?"
"..."
Katsuki Uehara turned his head and his eyes fell on the rectangular black box sent from the forensics class. When he raised his eyes again, what came into view was Miwako Sato's beautiful cheeks with curved eyebrows.
With all the weapons on his body taken away, Gin's hands were handcuffed behind his back, and his whole body was firmly fixed on the seat. His long hair was filled with bright brilliance under the sudden light——
After experiencing a long period of darkness, Gin suddenly ushered in the light. His eyes subconsciously narrowed to a slit, and his vision gradually returned to clarity. A man in a green suit and ponytail that he had already remembered in his heart was leading a man wearing a purple suit jacket with the same color.
The female police officer in a hip-hugging skirt comes into view.
"Hey, Gin, how do you feel? Are you comfortable here?" Uehara Katsumi casually pulled out a chair and sat down, crossing his legs, and his carefree tone made Gin's eyes move slightly——
"I have to say, I'm a little surprised. In my impression, if you want to interrogate someone like me, you, a police officer from the First Investigation Division, may not be qualified enough."
"Times have changed. Just like no one has ever caught you before, I did."
Katsuki Uehara opened the gum box, popped two gum into his mouth, and pointed at the black box placed on the table by his partner: "According to the people in the explosive ordnance disposal class, this black box requires a password to open. If the password is incorrect,
If so, the micro bomb embedded inside will explode."
"You can go find that damn traitor." Gin was unmoved, not even bothering to glance at him.
"Unfortunately, Agent Uotsuka has just been transferred to the intensive care unit and has not yet recovered. I have to say that you were really cruel. He suffered a severe concussion. The doctor said that he is very likely to become a vegetative state."
Katsuki Uehara chewed gum and sighed, but there was no hint of ridicule in his eyes. Instead, he watched every muscle on Gin's face closely.
"Katsuki Uehara, you are a smart man."
Ginjiu sneered, and the corner of his mouth raised a sarcastic arc: "You can't give me any promises, and even your boss, Memu Shisan, can't make the decision.
"Let the chief of your search section come, or Toshiro Odagiri."
"What if I say no?" Katsuki Uehara's eyes narrowed slightly, and his shaking legs stopped moving.
Gin looked at him indifferently, his aura no less impressive: "As I said before, you are very smart, Uehara Katsumi. However, you have a fatal flaw."
Uehara Katsuki raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"
"You are not cold-blooded enough."
I finally came to life, and it felt like I had crawled out of hell. I thought it was a common cold, so I should have taken him out and had his tongue cut out...
But I am alive and well, but why is my nose blocked...it feels uncomfortable