Chapter 68
The morning passed peacefully. The three members of the fourth search team, group four, number 404, patrolled their assigned area as usual and did not receive any emergency notifications.
"Great!" Ibuki Ai said happily. "Now we can go back for dinner!"
Bo Yezaki pondered, "If it's a 24-hour workday, how should we arrange meals?"
"Usually we go back to the base, but sometimes we get caught up in other things, so we can order takeout." Officer Shimo earnestly guided the new recruits. "Although it can be a bit tiring at the end of the day, we've now reorganized into four shifts, with 24-hour patrols every four days. As long as we get proper rest, we can get back into shape."
Usoppō Saiki was quite satisfied with this arrangement.
Previously, I could only go to the organization on weekends, but now I have more time.
"I don't think 24 hours is tiring at all; I feel like there's never enough time," said Ibuki Ai.
“That’s because you’re always trying to solve cases…” Officer Shimo took a deep breath. “Recently, criminals have become increasingly cunning, either creating alibis or fabricating evidence. Even elite detectives are having a headache. 24 hours is simply not enough. Fewer and fewer people are impulsively killing and getting caught on the run like before.”
Usakabe Saiki: "That's how people in Tokyo are. People in Fukuoka are very self-aware. They know they're not good enough, so they hire professional hitmen."
Officer Shimo suddenly had a bad feeling: "…………"
Ibuki Ai, puzzled, asked directly, "Huh? Is Fukuoka really that unsafe? How do you know?"
“I went to university in Fukuoka,” Saiki Usaba replied casually.
Officer Shima put on a mask of pain.
Excellent! This isn't your average troublemaker; he's a very thoughtful one from a delicate area and a troublesome class!
The fact that the former mayor of Fukuoka was colluding with the underworld and was even turning Fukuoka into an Asian Gotham could no longer be suppressed after the former mayor stepped down. The Metropolitan Police Department also had a lively discussion about it, with everyone marveling at what a strange place Fukuoka was and full of prejudice against the police officers working in Fukuoka.
—When we were exchanging ideas, learning, or collaborating before, why did I always feel that the police in Fukuoka were strange? Turns out they were in cahoots with them!
This new recruit went to university in Fukuoka, no wonder he acts so recklessly. He scared the criminal so badly that the criminal developed psychological trauma just by saying he was going to teach him a lesson... Seriously, did this guy pass the background check? Did he do anything bad in Fukuoka?
He had a vague feeling that this guy had been influenced by the killer-filled Fukuoka, and his mindset probably couldn't be changed by six months of police academy training.
If this conversation continued, he wouldn't be able to eat his lunch, so Inspector Shima took a deep breath: "Since we haven't encountered any incidents, let's head back—"
"You can't make promises you can't keep," Officer Shima said, before the Mobile Investigation Team's communication system suddenly rang.
"One search unit calling four search units: An incident has occurred in xx district, suspected to be a home invasion robbery and murder, the location is..."
Ibuki Ai: "Ah, it's very close to us."
Undoubtedly, their lunch was ruined, and the nearest search team, 404, was ordered by search headquarters to the scene of the incident.
After confirming that someone had died and that it was a criminal case, the local criminal police quickly responded to the scene.
"Huh? Isn't this Shima-kun?" Inspector Megure had just arrived at the door when he saw Officer Shima, whose face was etched with exhaustion.
"Inspector Megure." Officer Shima snapped out of his reverie and greeted him. "Long time no see."
He used to be a detective in the Criminal Investigation Department, but some things happened later that led to his transfer to the Mobile Investigation Team. Now, everyone at the scene is an old acquaintance, which is a little awkward.
Inspector Megure was very considerate, and without asking any unnecessary questions, he went straight to the point: "What's the situation?"
"The deceased was an artist. The person who reported the incident was the president of her agency, who was also her boyfriend. He came to the apartment to look for her because he couldn't contact her all day. The person who reported the incident used his own key to open the door. He claimed that he last saw the deceased yesterday and that the deceased's key had been lost the day before yesterday. He suspected that the person who found the key broke into the apartment and committed the crime. The deceased died of suffocation. There were no footprints in the apartment. The perpetrator entered wearing slippers, so it is possible that it was someone they knew."
"I see. Thank you for your hard work on the initial investigation." Inspector Megure listened attentively as he walked towards the door. "Leave the rest to us."
The two were still at the door and hadn't even gone in when they heard a sudden outburst from inside.
"You claim I'm a criminal? Do you have any evidence?!"
Before Inspector Megure could react, Officer Shima had already rushed inside in a panic.
It's Han Chuan! It must be Han Chuan!!!
Although his girlfriend or wife had died, the murderer would most likely be his boyfriend or husband, and he suspected the company president was involved, they were police officers! They couldn't make statements without evidence! If the other party filed a complaint, Han Chuan would be writing a self-criticism!
Ultimately, solving cases isn't their job. The First Investigation Division is here; couldn't they just hand it over to them?! Why pull this stunt before leaving?!
"Kankawa!" Officer Shima rushed into the room. "The detectives from the First Investigation Division are here. We should go."
Inspector Megure followed behind him, his lips twitching: "Kanakawa?"
He glanced around and, sure enough, saw that familiar figure.
The members of the Mobile Investigation Team were all dressed in civilian clothes, including the intern, Shinryu Kanakawa.
After a group of officers in police uniforms from the First Investigation Division entered the scene, the figure standing in front of the person who reported the crime, wearing a very imposing black trench coat and with his hands in his pockets, seemed particularly out of place.
"Inspector Megure, it's been a long time." Kagawa Shinryu nodded slightly. "This is the criminal..."
Officer Shima rushed forward and interrupted him: "Tell Inspector Megure who the culprit is, we need to continue our patrol..."
"Wait a minute." Inspector Megure stopped Officer Shima. "I want to hear what you have to say, Kankawa-kun."
Inspector Shima refused: "Inspector Megure, Kankawa is just an intern in our Mobile Investigation Unit. He has no experience."
Although Shinryu Hanakawa did accurately identify the culprit in the bomb case, it was because the culprit was lurking suspiciously near the scene. Once Shinryu Hanakawa knew there was a bomb inside, the person he was looking at was indeed very suspicious, and the probability of him arresting the right person was very high.
Moreover, at the time, Kanakawa Shinryu was just a police academy student, not the police officer in charge of that case. Even if he made a mistake, it could only be said that his method of acting bravely was wrong, and he wouldn't be punished.
But this time the situation is different.
This case was assigned to their team, and Han Chuan Shenliu was one of the people in charge. With that responsibility, any problems that arose would be a very serious matter.
Officer Shima knew that Kanakawa Shinryu was very smart, but even smart people make mistakes. If he agreed to this in front of so many people, and the investigation went astray, Kanakawa Shinryu would definitely be held responsible.
As the senior who mentored the other person, no matter how much he disliked Han Chuan Shenliu, he had to protect him and prevent him from falling into workplace traps. This was a matter of principle.
Inspector Megure, a veteran of the workplace, immediately saw through Officer Shima's protectiveness towards Shinryu Kagawa. He was both amused and exasperated: "Shima-kun, I didn't mean anything by it. Kagawa-kun has helped me solve cases before, and his ideas are indeed very insightful. Since he has ideas, let him share them."
Officer Shimo hesitated for a moment, sighed, and stepped aside.
Kankawa Shinryu said, "The person who reported the case claims that the perpetrator was the one who found the key that the victim lost the day before yesterday."
The president said coldly, "Yes, so he could sneak in, take off his shoes, quietly slip in, kill Yura, and then run away with the money."
Yu Liang was the name of the deceased, a relatively unknown entertainer.
Han Chuan Shenliu shook his head: "If it were me, since I have the key, I wouldn't choose to rob the victim when she's at home. Instead, I should choose a time when she's not home during the day."
Everyone stared at him silently: "…………"
You don't need to use yourself as an example... Who are you comparing yourself to?
The president choked for a moment: "...It's possible that the criminal has taken a liking to Yu Liang. After all, Yu Liang is an entertainer. If she gets recognized..."
“There were no other marks on the victim's body; she simply died of suffocation,” said Hanchuan Shenliu. “Moreover, all of this is predicated on the fact that Ms. Yura did indeed lose her key…”
He calmly picked up a receipt: "This is the receipt from the luxury store when you last met Ms. Yuliang. I just called the person who served her, and they said that Ms. Yuliang mentioned to them yesterday that she hadn't lost her keys and had found them in front of her boyfriend. Since you know about this, why are you pretending not to know now?"
Inspector Megure was shocked: "Huh? In that case, wouldn't the only people who possess the key be the victim and..."
His gaze fell on the president.
The president's expression turned somewhat grim: "...The idea that the person with the key is the culprit is just your speculation. Professional thieves can open locks even without the key..."
Even Officer Shima, a former elite of the First Investigation Division, couldn't help but speak up: "A thief of this caliber wouldn't choose to break into a house when someone is home—the deceased was watching a movie before he died, and the soundproofing in this apartment isn't very good. You can hear someone inside just by listening close to the door. On the contrary, there was no one next door. Why didn't the thief choose the next door?"
The case is now clear: the murderer is indeed the company president, and the lie he told was too outrageous.
The case itself wasn't particularly difficult. It could have been solved by making a few more phone calls and asking people the deceased had been in contact with. No wonder Hanchuan Shenliu was so confident in making the direct identification; it turned out he had obtained new information by making phone calls while he was out. His efficiency was truly impressive.
However, crucial evidence is still lacking. If we can't find any evidence... In the past, when we encountered this situation, we could only watch helplessly as people we knew were criminals were released. Sometimes, the police are also very helpless.
The president insisted that these were all just their speculations and that they had no evidence.
"To disguise it as a home invasion robbery, she took quite a few things, but the rest can be thrown away, and the money can be spent later... If I remember correctly, the last time you saw her was when you watched her enter that luxury store. If there is money in her wallet that she got back from the store after you parted ways, and the store clerk's fingerprints are found on it, how would you explain that?"
He couldn't explain it because he realized that the money was indeed still in his wallet.
The change given in luxury stores is not small, and it's really impossible to spend it all in a short time.
The president couldn't accept that his plan had failed in such a short time, and instinctively retorted, "Yuliang and I are deeply in love, why would I kill her?"
"Because your company is going bankrupt." Kanakawa Shinryu picked up the notebook he'd used to take notes during the earlier questioning. "Yesterday, you met with the last investor, but they still refused you. With the company bankrupt, your social standing will decline, and you won't be able to continue providing Miss Yura with a superior quality of life..."
Up to this point, everyone is still able to follow the train of thought.
A very common crime of passion; it's probably because the person is broke and their girlfriend is about to leave them, so they kill her in a fit of rage...
"But Miss Yuliang loves you very much. You can tell from all the details in this room that she is sincere towards you. She must be looking forward to marrying you and has definitely imagined your future life together... So, in order not to disappoint her, you chose to kill her before she knew you were bankrupt."
Everyone: "...???"
Huh?! Isn't something wrong with this?! Is this even normal human logic?!
And why does this guy speak so fluently?!
Inspector Megure looked at Shinryu Suzumiya with alarm, only to find him still pondering as he added.
"But before that, you must have fantasized countless times about killing Ms. Yura, am I right?"
The president looked at him with an indescribable expression, then suddenly said with relief.
"Ah, I see. You and I are the same... There's really no need to hide anything from you anymore. Yes, I love Yura very much, and I do fantasize about killing her... There's no reason, I just want to kill her. If it were you, you should be able to understand me, right?"
"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand you."
Hanchuan Shenliu replied, "If I were you, I would have killed Yura the day before yesterday when she discovered the key wasn't missing, so that she wouldn't have left any incriminating evidence against me at the luxury store the next day..."
Inspector Shima urgently called for a halt: "Stop—Inspector Megure, the case is solved. We need to continue our patrol! We'll be going now!"
—Help!!!! What is this newcomer saying in front of everyone?! His former colleagues are looking at Han Chuan strangely, like they want to arrest him!!!!
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This book was reported in its entirety... There are so many strange people out there. The update is late because I'm dealing with the reports.
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I'll be adding an extra chapter tonight.
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Prisoner: You should understand me
Han Chuan: I don't understand, you're too slow.
Zhimo: Ahhhhhh stop!!!
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This is the case of Himura Hideki; the perpetrator is a very typical example, based on the mental illness test questions circulating online:
When your company goes bankrupt, you secretly make money through other means without your wife's knowledge. When you find out that your wife actually knew but was just pretending not to, you kill her. Why?
A: Because his wife is no longer the president's wife.
...this strange thought process
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