It is not uncommon for young children to be asked to help with perjury through verbal suggestion or explicit instruction. During his time in the United States, he used his position to review some cases, and found that there were many cases where police officers or murderers induced children to believe that the fabricated content was reality, resulting in wrongful convictions or the escape of the real murderer.

Otsuka Shinji didn't notice the change in the purple-haired officer's expression. He was still immersed in the joy of not getting caught murdering his wife. He patted Akashi Shinji's shoulder and smiled kindly, like a kind father.

"Shinji, don't be afraid. These two uncles are police officers. You just need to tell them the truth about what happened last night."

uncle.

Fujiwara Yuu's eyes widened at the mention of this. He hadn't even been in a relationship or married, so why was he being called uncle? But now wasn't the time to dwell on the name. He could clearly see Akashi Shinji's hesitant expression. He had been avoiding his gaze, perhaps because he had something to say, but didn't dare to because of his fear of his father.

We have to find a way to get rid of Shinji Otsuka. As long as this guy is around, Shinji Akashi will definitely not tell the truth.

Fujiwara Yuu took out the pineapple-flavored fruit candy that Hattori Heiji had given him before he left the house that morning from his pocket. He squatted down and put the candy into the hands of the somewhat introverted Shinji, a smile on his face.

"Little boy, have some candy to relieve your stress. I won't hurt you."

Akashi Shinji blinked his eyes but hesitated to take it. Seeing this, Fujiwara Yuu stood up and walked to Otsuka Shinji's side, whispering:

"Mr. Otsuka, your son is a bit introverted. Could you please get him some toys to distract him? Otherwise, he won't be able to record a statement to help you prove the authenticity of your alibi."

"Toys? Okay, I'll go upstairs and get some down." Otsuka Shinji was a little hesitant after hearing the first half of the sentence, but his eagerness to get the two policemen to leave was unbearable after hearing the second half, so he went straight to the second floor without thinking too much.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Yuu patted Otaki-senpai's shoulder and raised his chin slightly to indicate that he should follow. He then squatted down again and gently placed his palm on Akashi Shinji's soft hair without rubbing it.

"Can you tell the truth to me now?"