20:37 pm.

Metropolitan Police Department, interrogation room.

Because the Chiba Police Station alerted the enemy, Ichihara Seishi caused a lot of trouble while driving in Chiba Prefecture. He was delayed from normal working hours to overtime hours, causing Fujiwara Yu to successfully miss the dinner carefully prepared by Miyano Akemi and the opportunity to invite colleagues to his house for dinner.

Fujiwara Yuu, who always had a very bad attitude towards criminals, naturally looked even more sullen this time. He sat in a chair in the interrogation room, legs crossed, completely ignoring Ichihara Seishi. He was even discussing with Takagi Wataru next to him whether they should go to a nearby izakaya for dinner.

Sitting in the interrogation chair, Ichihara Seishi never imagined he'd be ignored. He harbored many secrets, and if he revealed them, he'd never leave prison. He cautiously glanced at the two people in front of him, and once he was sure they were genuinely discussing what to eat, he relaxed a little.

The tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and this scene was successfully captured by Fujiwara Yu. He knew that the other party had let down his guard, and suddenly attacked at this time... He wondered what kind of expression he would see.

"Ichihara, do you want anything to eat?"

"Why?"

Seishi Ichihara didn't expect the topic to suddenly turn to himself. After hearing the question, he pursed his lips slightly. He didn't know the meaning of the question for a while, so he didn't dare to answer easily.

Seeing that the other party was defending himself with silence, Fujiwara Yu suddenly leaned forward with a harmless smile on his face:

"Don't you want anything to eat? This is your last chance."

"What do you mean?" Ichihara Seishi sensed something was wrong. Why was it said that this was the last chance? He tried his best to make his expression look as natural as possible and must not become a fish that took the bait.

"Don't you know that death row inmates can eat whatever they want before their execution?" Fujiwara Yuu raised his index finger and tapped the table rhythmically. But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened with an embarrassed expression. "Ah, sorry, I forgot this is Japan. Japanese death row inmates don't get this kind of special treatment."

Gudu.

Ichihara Seishi swallowed subconsciously. It was just a normal conversation, so why was he so anxious? Why did this seemingly gentle police officer in front of him look like a demon in his eyes?

Takagi Wataru also quietly moved to the side. He always felt that Inspector Takashi was a little scary during the interrogation. He could also clearly feel that the Inspector was not in a good mood today.

Fujiwara Yuu was naturally in a very bad mood. He was already upset after learning about the beginning of Conan's first year and the dangers it posed. Then, after investigating Edogawa Conan, he found out he didn't exist. Add to that the fact that he had to work overtime in the interrogation room. With these three negative emotions stacked together, how could he possibly be in a good mood?

"Officer Takashi, you don't have to scare me. I still understand the law." After calming down, Seishi Ichihara put on a faint smile on his face and answered in a very calm tone.

"Oh, so you're breaking the law knowingly? Well, let me tell you this. Instead of preparing a last supper for you, I'm going to show you something good. Who knows, maybe after you see it, it'll help you remember a lot of things."

Fujiwara Yu naturally would not fight an unprepared battle. When he learned that Ichihara Seishi was trying to escape, he took Takagi Wataru back to Ichihara Seishi's residence, pried open the door, and found a lot of things in the dark room of the house.

After understanding, Takagi Wataru inserted the USB drive into the laptop and turned the screen upside down to show it to Ichihara Seishi. He was actually quite curious about what evidence Inspector Takashi had found, which made him feel disgusted and vomit.

Neither dismembering nor cooking the body disgusted the inspector, so what was it?

However, Takagi Shigeru would not really watch what the inspector stopped him from watching out of curiosity. He could only stare at Ichihara Seishi with wide eyes, wanting to see what expression he would show after watching the video.

Curiosity, nervousness, excitement, a series of expressions of different emotions finally settled on fear. And when showing the expression of fear, Seishi Ichihara looked at Sosuke Takagi.

Ichihara Seishi hadn't expected the police to discover the darkroom so quickly. He pursed his lips, his face pale, trying to come up with a reasonable excuse. However, the person sitting in front of him wasn't going to give him a chance to react. He had to press on.

Fujiwara Yuu leaned back in his chair, raised his brows, and asked in a tone filled with disgust and aversion:

"Mr. Ichihara, are you now thinking about how to justify the actions in the video?"

Seishi Ichihara didn't expect that his thoughts would be completely seen through, but he knew that he couldn't admit it now. Once he admitted it, even the best lawyer would not be able to prevent him from being sentenced to death.

"I've already thought of an excuse for you." Seeing that Ichihara Seishi didn't answer his question, Fujiwara Yuu helped him make up a seemingly perfect lie: "The women in the video are just cooperating with you. They're just pretending to be asleep. All the actions in the video are known and consensual. How about it? Doesn't it sound perfect?"

Hearing this, Takagi Shigeru roughly guessed the content of the video. He looked at Ichihara Seishi with anger in his eyes. He didn't expect that Ichihara not only took a life, but also did such a disgusting thing.

Fujiwara Yuu didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe. He stood up and supported himself on the table with one hand, looking down at Ichihara Seishi as if he was judging him:

"Mr. Ichihara, I assume you're not answering my question because you can't remember how many crimes you've committed. Don't worry, my math and memory are both excellent. Would you like me to help you calculate how many different women appear in these hundreds of video files?"

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