Chapter 75 The shaking Metropolitan Police Department, the kidnapping of the heirs of the consortium!
"What did you call the bank employee?"
Katsuki Uehara threw the document in his hand back on the desk and raised his eyebrows, turning to look at Takagi Wataru.
"Hirota Masami, what's wrong? Uehara Criminal, do you know her?"
"No, I don't know. I heard wrong."
Amid the confused looks of several people, Katsuki Uehara shook his head: "Check again the whereabouts of Dr. Ohga before he died, and check if there is any direct or indirect connection between him and Jiro Sakai.
"Tomorrow morning, I will ask Dr. Dahe's family members, friends and even the relevant nurses in the hospital to see if they have any impressions of Jiro Sakai."
"learn."
After receiving the new order, Takagi Wataru and Chiba Kazushi nodded, turned and left.
"Your ex-girlfriend?"
After the two left, Miwako Sato glanced at her partner strangely.
"Are you crazy or am I crazy?" Uehara Katsumi responded with a rhetorical question.
Zuotou, who didn't know what was going on, couldn't help but type a question mark, but he was quickly attracted by a line of information in the document in his hand: "Wait a minute Uehara, come and take a look at this."
"What's wrong?"
Uehara Katsumi approached Sato Miwako, put one hand on the desk and came forward——
"I was involved in an armed fight five years ago. As a witness, I assisted the police in arresting the criminal...?"
Whispering the statement in the document, Katsuki Uehara frowned and turned to look at Miwako Sato, who was close at hand: "Keiichi Kirino?"
"But he is Kirino Keiichi's good friend."
"Would you remain friends with someone you personally sent to prison?"
Miwako Sato turned around and focused on the information on the blackboard: "Not necessarily, it depends on what crime you committed and whether you have reformed."
"How is Kirino Keiichi doing now?"
"Still in the lounge, according to Takagi, his mental state obviously collapsed after seeing the bodies of his wife and daughter."
"Ask him, I will interrogate Xia Muchuan Zhiye."
Putting down the marker, Katsuki Uehara made the final decision.
As a woman, Miwako Sato has a unique advantage over him in terms of affinity.
"good."
The two people who reached an agreement each brought notebooks and pens. One opened the door to the lounge, and the other opened the door to the interrogation room.
In the interrogation room, Natsuki Kawazuya, who was wearing a navy blue plaid suit, saw Katsuki Uehara alone pushing in the door, and his right eyebrow couldn't help but raise: "Where is the dashing Officer Sato?"
"Thanks to that prisoner, I have to work overtime."
Without his singing partner, Katsumi Uehara pulled up his chair and sat down alone, throwing all his pens and notebooks on the table: "There are only two of us here now, Mr. Natsuki Mikawa, and there is no one behind the glass."
"That's such a pity. I still prefer to be alone in a room with beautiful women." Xia Muchuan Zhiya chuckled and pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose.
"I like it too, but it's a pity that things don't always go as we wish." Katsuki Uehara took out a box of chewing gum from the inner pocket of his suit, opened the lid of the iron box, picked two pieces and flew them into his mouth, and then flashed his light at him: "
Do you want it?"
Xia Muchuan Zhiya smiled and waved his hands, lowering his head, the light reflected on the thin-framed lenses: "I don't need it, I don't need this."
"Why kill?"
"I didn't kill anyone."
"Then why do you order others to kill people?"
"I don't know what you are talking about, Officer Uehara. Did you bring me back from the hospital just to ask such silly questions?"
Xia Muchuanzhi also shook his head repeatedly: "If that's the case, then please drive me back to the hospital now. I have quite a few patients who need to follow up tonight."
"You can't leave tonight, and you won't be able to leave tomorrow night. If I'm cruel enough, you won't be able to leave within the next week."
"Officer Uehara, you are taking care of people's lives. I am responsible for many patients in the hospital."
"Do you know Kirino Keiichi's wife and daughter?"
"Of course, I also had dinner with them several times."
The problem of perfect connection was answered easily by Natsuki Chuanzhi, who showed no signs of getting stuck.
Uehara Katsumi didn't care, continued chewing gum, opened the notebook and recorded: "What's your impression of the two of them?"
"Mrs. Kirino is very virtuous and dotes on her children. As for Sakurako, she is so naughty. Kirino often told me in the gym that Sakurako came home to ask him for money to go out to play again. He said that a sophomore in high school spent so much money.
Higher than college students and graduate students.”
"So what did you use to kill them both?"
"Ideology." Xia Muchuan Zhiya sighed: "This trick is of no use to me, Officer Uehara. If you must identify me as the murderer, then I can only tell you that I am killing people with my thoughts."
"Oh, it's okay, I'll ask you to continue answering."
Katsuki Uehara's pen tip didn't pause at all as he continued to ask: "Where do you dump the body after you kill someone with your mind?"
"I think it should be heaven."
"Did that old guy Jehovah ask you to collect mortuary fees after you dumped your body in heaven?"
"???"
Natsuki Chuanzhiya frowned, his face lost its composure for the first time, and he looked carefully at Katsuki Uehara, who was calm and composed.
Is this really a question the police can ask?
Why is it getting more and more outrageous?
"Just answer yes or no. Don't worry, I won't ask you how much the price is." Without raising his head, Hara Katsumi noticed the doubt in his heart and said as if he had a third eye.
"have."
"Is there a parking fee for driving to heaven to dump your body?"
"No, no money required."
"Who can prove that what you say is true?"
"...???"
Xia Muchuan Zhiye held back the words that came to his mouth: "Yes, Archangel Michael."
Katsuki Uehara raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Do you have an alibi when Kirino's wife and daughter were murdered?"
"have--"
"Then please tell me the time of death of Kirino's wife and daughter so that the police can fill in the death information." Uehara Katsumi stopped writing, and then pushed all the pen and paper in front of Natsuki Kawa Shiya who reacted quickly.
"What's wrong, didn't you have an alibi when Kirino's wife and daughter were murdered?"
"..."
Natsuki Chuanzhi, who was silent for a moment, also took off his glasses, shook his head, and smiled: "No problem, since you want to know so much, Officer Uehara."
The gold-rimmed mirror was placed on the interrogation table, and Xia Muchuan Zhiya, who picked up the pen, quickly wrote down a few dates——
"These are the hours I have been working at the hospital in the past half month, and they match the timetable. All you need to do, Officer Uehara, is confirm it. This is my alibi."
"It rounds quite quickly, not bad."
Katsumi Uehara took back the pen and paper without even looking at it. He closed it and put it aside: "Who is your accomplice?"
"I think your question is too unreasonable and I ask a lawyer to intervene."
"If you don't deny it, then you have it."
Katsuki Uehara raised his eyebrows, and the raised corners of his mouth somewhat made his face darken in the man's eyes.
"It's so late. The lawyer will come back tomorrow. I wish you a dreamless sleep tonight." Uehara Katsumi stood up, said goodbye with a smile and left the interrogation room.
"How is it going?"
As soon as he returned to the office area, Uehara Katsumi met Miwako Sato, who had already finished questioning and was waiting here.
"Something gained. I'll check his social circle tomorrow. What about you?"
"His mood completely collapsed and he was lifeless. After asking him about his basic situation, I asked him to go home and rest." Miwako Sato sighed, handed the notebook in her hand to her partner, and took it with her.
I also took his notebook——
"Paradise? Parking fee?? What did you ask about???"
"Something that breaks his threshold."
"You let yourself go again." Miwako Sato stared at the man in front of her speechlessly.
"It's impossible to pry something out of his mouth according to your regular questioning method." Katsuki Uehara raised his eyebrows: "Obviously you have to look at me in the end."
"I said, you should listen to my advice to you sometimes. After all, I was once your senior. Once your unconventional method comes to an end, if you encounter a lawyer who is obsessed with this,
The prosecutor will be very passive..."
"I'm listening, I'm listening..."
Get out of the elevator and walk out the door of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Men and women walked side by side under the moonlit night, making a lot of noise on the way to the parking lot.
"You really can't make sense no matter what you say..."
Miwako Sato, who was shaking her head, walked towards the Mazda her father left for her: "I'm going back first."
"Huh? Are you going back now? Are you missing something?"
"What's missing?"
"Where's my good night?"
"Is there any difference if you say it or not? You never say this."
"See you tomorrow is a higher word than good night."
"When you say this sentence, remember to add a prefix to keep it in your mind."
Miwako Sato shrugged, opened the car door and sat in: "Bye, Uehara."
The bright red Mazda sped away under the moonlit night. Standing in front of the EVO, Uehara Katsumi smiled and shook his head, humming a tune and got into the car.
Okino Yoko's singing voice came out melodiously from the car radio, and the magenta EVO flew away under the lights of the Metropolitan Police Building.
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The next day, the Metropolitan Police Department.
"What did you say?! Matsumoto is in a coma?!"
When Uehara Katsumi, who was sipping black coffee and yawning early, arrived at the office area early, the first thing that caught his ear was the almost hoarse roar of his immediate boss Megure Juzo——
"Suzuki Ayako and Takasugi Toshihiko are also missing?!"