"Bravo!"

Sakaki Makoto gave a thumbs up and took out some fruit candy from his pocket:

"That's great! I'll give you a piece of candy as a reward."

"Thank you, old...Sakaki Makoto-sama!"

Looking at the strong teacher-student relationship between the two...

Kuroiwa Tatsuji felt as if someone had stuffed a pound of weight into his chest, making it so heavy that he was unable to speak.

He wanted to curse.

But there is no classic national curse in Japanese.

So he couldn't curse...

"Evidence!"

Kawashima Hideo, who could barely be called the best among the three, glared at the disappointing Kuroiwa Tatsuji and raised his final question:

"It's useless to say these things. What we want is evidence!"

"Otherwise you can't be convicted!"

“Hmm…”

Sakaki put his hand on his chin and thought about it.

He really has no substantial evidence.

If nothing unexpected happens, the other party should have disposed of the syringe...

As for fingerprints...

He couldn't be sure whether the other party was wearing gloves when committing the crime.

If they wear it and then you raise doubts, it is likely that the psychological pressure you just applied will be wasted, causing the other party to regain confidence and become even more tight-lipped.

He had failed once when facing the psychologist Minamio Kamikawa.

The other party is a veteran, specializing in psychology, and it is normal that he knows how to counter psychological suggestion methods...

But Kuroiwa Tatsuji and the other two didn't know.

In this case, we must find out the points that they will definitely overlook...

Sakaki Makoto's gaze wandered from the top of the three people's heads to their feet.

Hehehe....

"Heiyan Village Chief, the shoes you wore when you committed the crime yesterday..."

A gleam of light flashed in Sakaki Makoto's eyes:

“It should still be at home.”

"Did you deal with the dirt on it?"