The male member quickly explained: "When I was helping Director Oba adjust the mascot's clothes, I found that one of the mascot's eyes was malfunctioning and it was very stuck when turning. We unscrewed that eye and took a look."
He glanced at Ohba Satoru and realized something belatedly, but he could only continue to state the facts at that time: "After unscrewing it, a bunch of plastic bags were revealed inside. Mr. Ohba said that it might be the inside of the mascot's eye.
The filling was empty, and we put the plastic bag back together."
"So if our fingerprints are really on the bag, it doesn't mean anything. There were other male colleagues nearby at the time, and everyone can prove that we came into contact with the bag at that time, not at the murder scene."
Ohba Satoru showed a winning smile: "So why can't it be like this - someone had a grudge against me, so while Sakurako and I were going to the bathroom, he ran downstairs and killed the president."
"Then, in order to put the blame on me, the man deliberately put the plastic bag he used at the shooting scene into the mascot so that I could touch it and leave my fingerprints - how about this, my set
Isn’t the script much better than your nonsense about ‘shooting each other’s father between kisses’?”
At the far corner, a passerby with a knitted hat pulled the brim of his hat and let out a sigh in his heart.
Akai Shuichi: "..." It seems that you have written a perfect script to exonerate yourself, but in fact, your script is just a story in someone else's script... In the final analysis, you are just a story for someone else.
It's just a pitiful tool to cause trouble for our FBI.
"Fortunately, we escaped in time this time." Akai Shuichi, who had just slipped away and put down his sniper rifle and new pistol, and then secretly came back, mingled among the crowd, and found that his sense of security without weapons had not declined, but had actually increased.
.
He withdrew from the crowd and whispered to his companions on the phone: "This building is indeed too conspicuous. We must change the ambush location - this time it is up to you to plan it. I always feel that that guy is better than I thought."
Understand me better and I will give priority to your opinions in future decisions."
After hanging up the phone, Akai Shuichi glanced at the arrogant murderer in the crowd from a distance, turned around and left in a low-key manner without looking down.
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Crime scene.
The Mumu Police Department did not expect to encounter such a difficult prisoner this time. He was knocked back half a step by the opponent's arrogance. It took him a second to recover, and stepped forward to use his ultimate move: "Brother Jiang Xia, you
look……"
Jiang Xia continued to push the progress bar unmoved. He looked at Ohba Satoru: "I heard from Miss Tatsumi that when you gave her a pearl necklace after the incident, you once said this - 'This pink pearl necklace
It’s the same color as your earrings and matches perfectly’?”
Ohba Satoru frowned, he recalled his words carefully, and found no problem, so he regarded this as the death struggle of the detective opposite, and said coldly: "I said, what's wrong?
"
Jiang Xia turned off the corridor light: "How did you know that the pearls on her earrings were pink?"
Ohba Satoru was puzzled: "You can tell this kind of thing just by looking at it. If you don't believe it yourself..." He raised his hand and pointed at his girlfriend, while looking at the pearl earrings on her earlobe.
When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, he was suddenly startled, and cold sweat broke out from his back.
——In the dimly lit corridor, the earrings that originally exuded a bright pink light lost the light and seemed to have degenerated into two ordinary black beads.
Jiang Xia also looked over: "Miss Tatsumi said that she bought these earrings on the spur of the moment on the way here. After that, she ran to the venue and hurried to this dark corridor to meet you. You guys kiss here.
, then you gave her the pink pearl necklace you bought, and said that the necklace was the same color as her earrings...
"The reason you know the color of her earrings is because when the elevator door opens and the president you are about to kill appears in your range, the light in the elevator also flows into the corridor."
After Jiang Xia finished speaking, he turned on the corridor light: "If the murderer was not you, why did you press the elevator door open when you kissed?
"Of course, you can also use 'I happened to see Sakurako on the way here, so I know the color of her earrings', or 'I remember wrong, I never said that pearl earrings are pink before' and other low-level words
An excuse to justify a lie. But there is another thing -
"The gloves you wear on your hands when committing a crime can protect your hands and prevent you from leaving fingerprints. But if you fail to destroy the body in time, the gloves themselves will become clues to expose you. The oil and skin flakes contaminated inside,
Its purchasing channels...as long as it is caught at the real breakthrough point, lies will become vulnerable in the face of reality."
Compared with the gloves, it seemed that the leaked information caused more blows to the script lover in front of him. His murderous intent grew more and more, and finally he slumped and returned to calm.
"'Why do you need to open the elevator door when kissing'... Hehe, the answer to this question is too simple." Ohba Satoru was silent for a long time, and his mouth and legs finally softened together. He spoke with hatred, "I
Of course I did this to avenge my father!"
When the Mumu Police Department heard his words, he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the case would probably be closed. This made him a little more patient: "Your father's revenge?"
"That's right." Ohba Satoru adjusted the suit commonly worn by social workers with a sarcastic expression, "A long time ago, my father also ran a large gaming club. Our family had no worries about food and clothing and lived a happy life - but 20 years ago
In front of us, President Tatsumi suddenly appeared."
“He approached my father and asked him if he would merge the two clubs and establish their own gaming empire in the Mihua Central Building.
"The guy was really eloquent, and my father was persuaded by him to join the plan. However, he later discovered that the so-called merger was actually a merger.
"My father's club was gradually eaten away by President Tatsumi. The original structure was destroyed and all the old employees were driven away. My father was gradually reduced to a deputy president with an empty title. Day after day, he finally suffered
Unable to face this gap, I chose to commit suicide."
"How is this possible!" Sakurako Tatsumi couldn't accept the sudden truth, "My father is so good to you, he almost treats you as his own son..."
"That's because he has a guilty conscience as a thief!" Ohba Satoru sneered, "Because of that guilt, he will continue to promote me in an unusual way - to promote me, the enemy who plans to kill him, marry you, and then take away the entire club.