When Kitahara Sosuke arrived at the office of the director of the Financing Department, two police officers from the Kyoto Police Headquarters had already pulled up the yellow cord. They looked serious and did not want these bank employees to watch the scene.
Walking near the office, Kitahara Sosuke smelled a strong smell of blood. He was a little confused. He obviously hanged himself, so why was there still such a smell? However, the tall police officer blocked his view, and Kitahara Sosuke also looked at it.
Can't see the scene inside.
A female employee covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom, while Tao Taro looked shocked and desperate. He stared at the office door dumbfounded and did not recover for a long time.
At the regular meeting, he had just dumped the blame on Sato Takashi. He would rather let him take the blame than bow to Kitahara Sosuke. Now it's better, everyone is gone!
"Excuse me, who is the person in charge of this bank?" A police officer walking downstairs subconsciously asked the eldest Tao Taro.
Only then did Tao Tailang recover from his confusion and quickly replied: "I am the branch manager Tao Tailang."
"Ah, hello, President Tao, I may need to consult you and several senior managers of your bank for some information about the deceased. Is it convenient for you?" The police officer stood up straight, with a humble expression. A financial officer
The branch president of a major bank is a towering figure in Kyoto's financial world, and he doesn't dare to treat him casually.
"Of course it's convenient, it's convenient..." Tao Tarang nodded repeatedly, and several consecutive blows drained away the remaining energy in his body.
The police officer handling the scene smiled and took Taotaro to an empty conference room nearby, and Kitahara Sosuke was also invited to sit inside.
The more kind the police officer was, the more Kitahara Sosuke felt that things were not that simple.
If it was just a simple suicide, then there was no need to seal off the scene so that they, who were also bank employees, could not watch, and specifically sought out senior managers and asked them to gather in the conference room to undergo an "investigation" called questioning. The matter was very suspicious!
Kitahara Sosuke sat in his seat, leaning back slightly, thinking about whether he had any connections in Kyoto that he could use.
Also being questioned in the conference room were the director of the personnel department and other important officials. As the deputy director of the financing department, Miko Kato was also asked to stay in the conference room on standby, which surprised Sosuke Kitahara.
The others are all real senior executives of the Kyoto Branch, but Miko Kato is just a deputy chief and considered a middle-level manager. Why should she be questioned here?
Amid everyone's anxiety and embarrassment, the closed door of the conference room was suddenly opened.
The person who walked in was a middle-aged police officer who was well-dressed and capable. As soon as he entered the conference room, his eyes fell on Kitahara Sosuke. Almost at the same time, Kitahara Sosuke also cast his gaze over.
The two of them looked at each other, saying nothing, and then quickly looked away again, without anyone noticing.
Miyamoto Twelve!
This police officer who was supposed to get a promotion and a salary increase at the Osaka Police Headquarters is now in Kyoto.
"Everyone, please line up and follow our police officers one by one into the small conference room nearby for questioning. Thank you all for your cooperation." Miyamoto Twelve said with an expressionless face and a cold voice.
Tao Tarang immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, no problem, we will fully cooperate with your investigation."
"Thank you." Miyamoto Twelve nodded, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He had seen a lot of that kind of thing in Osaka, bank executives who liked to put on airs. During the bubble economy, banks were at the top of all industries.
Civil servants are no exception. When you see a bank employee, you have to give some face.
The president of the Tosan Branch has a level similar to that of Osaka Branch President Kenji Wada. He is not even qualified to meet with their original head of the police headquarters, let alone a middle- and lower-level police officer like Miyamoto Twelve.
He could not help but be a little surprised that he was actually being respectful to himself.
However, his attention was still entirely focused on Kitahara Sosuke, and he did not pay too much attention to this so-called branch president.
Starting with Tao Taro, the senior managers walked to the small conference room one by one to be questioned. The questioning time was very short, about five minutes per person. It seemed that Kitahara Sosuke was deliberately arranged at the end.
Before him was Kato Miko, a woman who had been relaxed before she came out. When she came out, her face was heavy and she looked a little panicked. Kitahara Sosuke stood up and went over, and happened to meet her face to face. Kato Miko bowed her head and said hello and left quickly.
.
Kitahara Sosuke pushed open the door and walked in. Sitting inside was a familiar figure, Miyamoto Twelve.
"Promoted? Why were you transferred to Kyoto?" Kitahara Sosuke sat down carelessly. There were three police officers standing in front of him. One of them glared at him, looking away from his amiable appearance in the conference room.
"Please be careful with your words. This is a special inquiry with legal effect. Please don't talk about irrelevant topics." The police officer reminded him "kindly".
Kitahara Sosuke snorted coldly and looked at Miyamoto Twelve.
Miyamoto Twelve raised his hand: "Kurosaki-san, please take everyone out. I will communicate with Vice President Kitahara."
"Section Chief..." The police officer named Kurosaki was a little reluctant. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was impatiently interrupted by Miyamoto Twelve.
"Okay, get out!"
"yes!"
After the three extra people left, Kitahara Sosuke looked at Miyamoto Twelve with a half-smile.
"You asked me to let Hamaka Taro and Xu Yongzhong go to Yokohama Pier just because you wanted to kill them with your own hands?!" Miyamoto Twelve slammed the table, his voice was low and serious, "Do you know what you are doing, Kitahara Sosuke?"
! You are killing people! Even if they are death row criminals with unforgivable crimes, you can't avenge your private revenge and kill them in that way! What's the difference between what you do and these beasts...
!”
"Miyamoto Police Department, are you here just to talk to me about old things like this?" Kitahara Sosuke leaned back in his seat comfortably, "Because of my incident, you didn't get a promotion or salary increase?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "It has nothing to do with my promotion, I am reminding you, Kitahara Sosuke! Don't continue like this, otherwise sooner or later, your end will happen
...It will only be more miserable than them, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!" Miyamoto Twelve's voice became even lower, "I...I treat you as a friend, that's why I say this to you.
Too much! If it were someone else, I wouldn’t care about his life or death!"
"Thank you." Kitahara Sosuke also gradually restrained the smile on his face, "But I still have to say, I don't regret this matter. You probably don't know, about the racecourse cover, I have a bet with Tamayama Hide
, I said that this society is rotten and cannot be saved, but he didn’t believe it, so he bet me a pack of Peace cigarettes.”
Miyamoto Twelve was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why he suddenly said this. He just stayed silent and waited for him to continue.
Kithara Sosuke smiled, and then continued: "He died just like that, died under the gun of his colleagues, and was beaten to death under the eyes of those bastards! He asked me if there is real justice in this world.
He had the answer in his heart, so he left the evidence and the pack of cigarettes to me, but he didn't want to believe it, so he wanted to die to prove something! But in fact, Miyamoto Police Department, tell me
, what is damn justice! Can you tell me? Can you tell that idiot Yushan Xiu?"
After hearing this, Miyamoto Twelve remained silent.
He also knew about Tamayama Hide's death, and that Baba Yikai was finally thrown into prison, but he could never get back the life of such a young prosecutor. He himself admired this young man for his courage and courage, much like the original prosecutor.
Own.
But time has smoothed out his edges after all. After coming into contact with Kitahara Sosuke again and again at the Osaka Police Headquarters, he also became smooth and philistine, and as a result, he got a better position and better conveniences.
But what did he lose?
Is this the kind of justice that young people insist on until death?
Miyamoto Twelve was silent, then took out a cigarette, hesitated for a moment, and threw it to Kitahara Sosuke.
Kitahara Sosuke took the cigarette, lit it, blew out a smoke ring, and suddenly smiled.
"Let me tell you, Miyamoto Police Department, what is justice? This is fucking justice!" He suddenly pulled out a 10,000-yen bill from his wallet, slapped it on the table, and then pointed.
Pointing to himself, "I am justice!"
"I understand, you choose the path of your own, you go on your own, I won't interfere, I can only try my best to help you." Miyamoto Twelve also lit a cigarette, and then said with a smile, "Kitahara Sosuke, I have now
It's no longer the police department. Thanks to you, I jumped directly to become a police officer. Now I serve as the head of the Criminal Division at the Kyoto Police Headquarters. I just recently returned from studying in the semi-professional group. I didn't expect to meet you as soon as I took office.
Guy!"
"Is it my fault?" Kitahara Sosuke spread his hands, "So, what happened with such a big fanfare to investigate and ask, and how did Sato Takashi die?"
"I read the case file and initially determined that it was suicide by hanging. However, before his death, Takashi Sato deliberately cut his wrists, as if he was worried that he would not die." Miyamoto Twelve smiled.
Kithara Sosuke frowned and whispered: "Is this the reason for the smell of blood? What is the result of the forensic examination?"
"The same result. He died of suffocation due to hanging. The wound on his wrist was also bleeding. If he hadn't discovered it in time, he would have probably died of shock caused by excessive blood loss." Miyamoto Twelve shrugged, "But...
....”
"But what?"
"Although he died of suffocation, it doesn't mean that he hanged himself. It could also be... that he was strangled to death." Miyamoto Twelve chuckled, "From my experience, this person
It was obvious that he was strangled to death, but the murderer was quite experienced and handled the situation fairly well. The important thing is that I feel that there were police officers helping to cover up the evidence."
Kithara Sosuke raised his eyebrows, this matter is not simple.
The thought-provoking feeling of committing suicide, coupled with the assistance of internal personnel of the police headquarters, made him feel as if he had returned to the original illusion.
"Is this why you are asking one by one?" Kitahara Sosuke asked.
Miyamoto Twelve nodded and said: "Yes, but in order not to irritate the murderer or let him notice, we conducted a secret investigation in this way. According to my analysis, the murderer is not a professional killer.
It was probably a passion killing. Judging from the technique, he had received certain training or had been preparing for this for a long time. But from hating someone to preparing to actually kill someone, there was more than just some simple psychological barriers in between.
ah."
Kithara Sosuke nodded in agreement.
Real life is not a novel. Killing requires courage and more courage.
"so......"
"The woman named Kato Miko is very suspicious. She may also have contact with our police headquarters, so I dare not alert others. And I also found some interesting things from Sato Takashi, you can take a look."
Hon Twelve threw a sealed bag of information to Kitahara Sosuke.
The transparent bag contains photos.
Kitahara Sosuke picked up the rubber gloves, opened them and looked at them.
I found that there were several men in the photo, as well as a few familiar faces, such as the branch manager Tao Taro and the deceased financing director Takashi Sato, two men who looked familiar but couldn't remember them at the moment.
They were drinking and eating in an izakaya and seemed to be discussing something.
The person accompanying the drink was Kato Miko, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.
The next few photos are a bit unsightly. As the heroine, Miko Kato is obviously very reluctant. The scale is staggering.
Kithara Sosuke looked through it for a while and asked casually: "So are you sure that she killed him? There is no need to tell lies in my case."
"The possibility is more than 80%, but here, as long as there is no conclusive evidence, it is 0% and 100%. You should know the other two men in the photo, they are closely related to you." Miyamoto Twelve pointed at the photo and said,
"The one on the left is Nobu Takeshita, the general manager of your Tosan branch and currently the branch manager of the Nagoya branch. His father is Noboru Takeshita. You two are old friends."
Kitahara Sosuke glanced at Miyamoto Twelve and realized that this taciturn and unsmiling police officer would also be joking.
"The one on the right is Kudo Riyoshi, the director of the Kyoto Financial Services Agency."
Kitahara Sosuke understood clearly that it seemed that it was these two people who were standing behind Tao Taro and targeting him.
Nobu Takeshita and Satoyoshi Kudo.
"You mean, Kato Miko had a grudge against this incident, so she took the risk of killing Sato Takashi? Then why didn't she take revenge on the others?" Kitahara Sosuke asked with a frown.
Miyamoto Twelve sighed: "This is also where I am confused. If it is just Kato Miko, it is impossible to do this. I suspect that there is a more complicated chain of interests behind it, which requires your help, Vice President Kitahara
Chief, find them, uncover them, and deal with them!"
"What's in it for me?" Kitahara Sosuke threw the transparent paper bag over, "I don't want to do useless work."
"I believe that what happened behind the scenes must be good for you, and knowing these two people, you can follow the clues and get clues from Kato Miko?" Miyamoto Twelve looked at him and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Let's cooperate again.
,Kitahara Sosuke.”
Kitahara Sosuke took a deep look at him, then stood up, patted his hand, and suddenly said before leaving: "Congratulations on the promotion, Miyamoto is on the lookout."