Humanoid self-propelled wishing machine

Chapter 5

The case report was placed on Araga Tengichiro's desk.

The middle-aged police officer with a majestic face frowned tightly, carefully examining the report word by word, but the doubts in his heart were not eliminated in the slightest.

If the facts are as stated in this report, Kanako Uchiyama murdered and destroyed the body and destroyed the evidence, then before she was found, the situation at the scene of the crime was still a mystery. What weapon did she use to kill her husband?How was the body moved after that without anyone noticing?How did a woman who is not strong enough complete such physical work like dismembering corpses in such a short period of time?

All the doubts are still circling in Araga Tengichiro's mind. The pride of being a police officer makes him unable to let go of these doubts, and even if the police successfully arrest Kanako Uchiyama, she has already destroyed all the evidence. Clean and tidy, as long as she bites her to death and keeps her mouth open, the police will have nothing to do with her, and this case will still become an unsolved case.

Araga Toichiro rubbed his temples with a headache.

evidence.

The most important thing is evidence. What they need is evidence that Kanako Uchiyama did kill Kota Uchiyama and destroyed the body.

Everything in this report is just guesswork. If there is no evidence, so what if it is true?

He threw the few snow-white papers that Koyama regarded as treasures on the table, and began to think about whether to ask for help from the well-known senior in Tokyo—"Clairvoyance" Edogawa.

It is said that there is no case that this senior cannot solve, but because of this, his work is too busy, and he probably has no time to pay attention to the murder case in such a small place.

Araga Tengichiro let out a long sigh, and threw his head back on the leather office chair. He only felt that this case, which happened to be at the end of his career, would gradually become a case due to lack of evidence and clues. Pile unsolved case.

Buckle.

There was a knock on the door.

Then the delicate voice of the delicate clerk in the Metropolitan Police Department rang out, "Director Araga? There is a guest who wants to visit you, and it is that Tsushima Ueiro."

Araga Tengichiro sat up straight suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face.

Tsushima Right Eiro, the head of the Tsushima family, he should have been in the power vortex of Tokyo at this time, and he should do his best to be re-elected as a member.

How could he suddenly find time to return to his hometown in the countryside?

"Please come in." Araga Tengichiro raised his voice, stood up first, straightened his clothes, and smoothed out the folds of the clothes that had been folded due to sitting for a long time.

The door opened, and the first thing that appeared was the awkward look of the little clerk bowing down and smiling. He pushed the door open for Tsushima Ueiro and left in a hurry, leaving only Tsushima Ueiro in a suit and leather shoes.

It was a man with deep eyebrows and eyes, high nose and thin lips. He was not young, but he was well maintained. His hair was cut short and combed into a shiny back with hairspray. His tall figure was oppressive, but more What is daunting is the anger contained in his two tightly knit eyebrows.

Tsushima Ueiro was still carrying a small suitcase in his hand, and the hat on his head had not been taken off yet. He looked like he was in a hurry, and he obviously came to the Metropolitan Police Department just before he landed and had no time to go home.

He didn't say much, and put the suitcase down on Araga Tengichiro's desk with a "bang", and said straight to the point, "Your leisurely and wealthy retirement life, plus this suitcase, makes Kanako Uchiyama's suitcase even worse. Close the case immediately, don't expand the influence any more, you can do it, right?"

"how?"

Tsushima Ueiro's behavior is just like his appearance. He acts vigorously and has an unreasonable sense. If it is in wartime, he is a typical hawk, and the people who need to be led will praise him Go to the altar to worship, but in a peaceful age, his appearance is not very pleasing, and now the people will hope that a leader with a gentle approach will represent the image of the country, and because of this, Tsushima Ueiro His official career has not been smooth, and even with a prominent family background and outstanding ability, he is facing the dilemma of losing the election this year.

On the cusp of such a storm, something happened to his hometown in Yokosuka City. Some opponents were stalking the wind and publicizing it in the newspapers, saying that he let the murderer take care of his son. The wind of public opinion instantly turned against him. Shimayou Eiro had no choice but to rush back to his hometown at such a critical moment.

Araga Tengichiro only thought it was a little ridiculous. Could it be that Ueiro Tsushima thought that at this age close to retirement, he would still be tempted for money, accept bribes, and stain his career?

He sat back on the office chair, pushed the suitcase in the direction of Tsushima Youweiro, and said lightly, "Please take it back, Mr. Tsushima, I don't need you to tell me, I will do my best to solve this case." Investigate and bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible.”

Ueiro Tsushima pulled out the chair and sat down. He slowly pushed the suitcase back and said lightly, "Director Araga, don't rush to refuse. It's okay to open it and have a look before making a decision."

Araga Tengichiro's eyelids twitched, seeing Tsushima Youweirou's gesture of holding the winning ticket, his heart was a little shaken, he glanced suspiciously at the man with a determined expression, and stretched out his hand to open the buckle on the suitcase Come.

Unexpectedly, there was actually only a thin document in the seemingly heavy suitcase, but the color photo on the cover instantly caught Araga Tengichiro's attention.

—that was his youngest son who was in college!

His heart trembled, and an ominous premonition spread in his internal organs.

Araga Tengichiro snatched the materials in the suitcase and almost flipped through them with shaking hands. The police officer who always showed a serious face had red eyes at this time, and the loose flesh on his face trembled with anger. He deeply Taking a few breaths, suppressing his emotions, he gritted his teeth and said to Ueiro Tsushima in a deep voice, "This is slander! This is forgery! Coercion! Fraud! My son, Teng Ichiro Araga, will never help others Hiding smuggled arms!"

Tsushima Youweiro still looked dignified and steady, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "This is what other people are doing to me, they are using this murder that happened to happen to slander me , falsification, coercion, and you turn a blind eye."

His tone sank, and he said threateningly, "There is no way, I can only let you feel the same way."

Araga Tengichiro gripped the thin document tightly, it was clearly cold, thin and hard paper, but he felt as if he was holding a handful of red-hot coals, and his palm was so hot that it almost hurt.

Tsushima Ueiro Shi Shiran raised his cuffs, looked at the time on his watch, and said to Araga Tengichiro, "I can give you another 3 minutes to think about it, but you have to think about it carefully, not just Photos, recordings, videos, and witnesses are all available, you policemen should be the most particular about evidence, right?"

"You said, with the evidence, will they still believe the truth from your son's mouth?"

Tsushima Ueiro's decent handsome face suddenly became ugly like a devil in Araga Tengichiro's eyes. He gritted his teeth and glared angrily at the man who was threatening his son's future. .

But looking at Tsushima Ueiro's reassuring expression, Araga Tengichiro already understood in his heart that he was just doing useless work. Since he chose to open the suitcase, in fact, the outcome of everything was already doomed.

He is destined to accept Tsushima Ueiro's threat, and he is destined to do things according to his wishes, because no matter what, he can't just watch his son's future be destroyed by himself.

Araga Tengichiro only felt that all the strength in his body was taken away, he sank deeply in the soft leather chair, sighed extremely tiredly, his majestic face showed a dazed old look .

Knowing that this was his own victory, Tsushima Youweirou raised the corners of his mouth, showing a victorious smile, his tone changed, and became gentle, he comforted the unwilling police officer, "Director Araga Why are you sighing? We didn’t let anyone take the blame, but we just hope that this murder case will be closed sooner.”

"Everyone in the Metropolitan Police Department who worked hard for so many days is not in vain. Since you finally pointed the clue to Kanako Uchiyama, it means that she is the most likely suspect, right? It's just that the hateful and The cunning woman cleans up the clues too cleanly, and it will make the police officers worry all day long, worrying about the lack of evidence that will not bring justice as soon as possible."

Tsushima Ueiro stood up, with a rare kind smile on his face, and he said with an impeccable attitude like a politician, "Please take care of yourself, don't worry, someone will show up to deal with you soon depressed."

After finishing speaking, Tsushima Youweiro turned around and pushed the door to leave without hesitation, leaving only Araga Toichiro sitting in the office silently, with Tsushima Youweirou's words echoing in his ears.

Gradually, because he couldn't resist the reality that had already been finalized, Araga Tengichiro felt that Tsushima Ueiro's words were not completely unreasonable.

Kanako Uchiyama's suspicion is indeed the biggest. If there is no accident, even if the investigation continues, it will only be a waste of time and sweat to collect evidence proving that she did kill someone. But as long as you accept Tsushima Ueiro's suggestion, The case will soon be closed, and the town will soon return to calm.

Buckle.

The familiar little clerk's thin and weak voice sounded again, "Director, someone said that they witnessed the scene where Kanako Uchiyama moved the body, and also picked up the murder weapon from the garbage dump!"

Araga Tengichiro was silent for a long time, he sighed deeply, tried to straighten his back again, coughed a few times, pretended nothing happened, and put on a solemn and majestic expression as usual Long image, he said, "Come in!"

.

It's all over.

Ever since the group of young police officers thought they had found out the truth, and left with vague testimony, damaged evidence, and excitement, Shuji Tsushima understood this.

The newly bought newspaper this morning has already published the scandal of the Tsushima family. Politicians are using public opinion to attack each other. Presumably their ambitious father can't sit still.

This case will end with the conclusion [Kanako Uchiyama killed Kota Uchiyama]—it is an inevitable result.

No one will know Reyo Tsushima's [weird], and no one will know what appalling and bloody incident they did together in order to cover up this [weird].

Shuji Tsushima sat in the Japanese room, closed the textbook, and bowed to the teacher who came to teach him. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, relaxed and happy as if he had unloaded a heavy burden.

Hua Zi, who was kneeling and serving at the side, helped to pack the pens and papers. Sensing his obvious emotions, he said with a smile, "Master Xiu Zhi is in a good mood today."

"Is it obvious?" Shuji Tsushima asked back.

"Yes, what are you happy about?" Huazi asked.

"There is one thing to be happy about." Tsushima Shuji said casually, but he didn't mean to continue talking, and stopped abruptly at just the right place.

Huazi understood what Shuji Tsushima didn't want her to continue asking, so she didn't say much, and silently helped him pack his things.

It was still early for class, and outside the open sliding door, the golden sun was hanging high above the clear blue sky, and the sun was shining warmly all over the place. It was a beautiful afternoon suitable for playing.

Shuji Tsushima looked up at the sky, thoughtful.

"Hua Zi."

"Yes?" Hua Zi subconsciously responded.

She heard Master Xiuzhi say slyly, "I want to go out to play a little bit, can you stop following me?"