Chapter 69
Inspector Megure wanted to say something, but Officer Shima had already quickly dragged the person away.
The police officer who had previously worked with Inspector Megure on the case at the Samikawa Shinryu apartment finally couldn't help but ask after the parties involved left: "Inspector Megure, is Samikawa-kun really alright?"
Inspector Megure wiped away a cold sweat: "This...this...it's normal for top students to know more, isn't it..."
Although it is indeed suspicious, he can't just suspect someone without any basis!
The previous time someone was framed was already a misunderstanding! And when that cult leader died, he couldn't help but suspect that Han Chuan Shenliu had done something...
As a police academy student, it's really not good for him to doubt people's thoughts so easily. Therefore, Inspector Megure tried very hard to restrain himself and made a great effort to show that he trusted Shinryu Kanakawa, asking Shinryu Kanakawa to express his opinion, in order to secretly make up for his own suspicions.
...As a result, Hanchuan Shenliu said this string of suspicious things.
The other officers felt the same way; they had suspected him last time, only to find out he was a police academy student who had even helped them solve the case, so they were a little embarrassed and decided to be more rational this time…
No matter how rational they were, after hearing what he said just now, they couldn't suppress their suspicions.
That guy really seemed to be living from the prisoner's perspective the whole time! He not only understood the prisoner's strange ideas, but he even improved the prisoner's methods! If it weren't for his consistently calm tone, they would have thought he was frustrated and disappointed in the prisoner!
Inspector Megure sighed, walked up to the president, and handcuffed him.
The president seemed dazed, as if he was still immersed in the last words of Hanchuan Shenliu.
From the moment he first saw Han Chuan Shenliu, he had a feeling that he was about to be exposed.
The moment those dark red eyes, like dried blood, met his gaze, it was as if they had seen right through him—this person must be of the same kind as him, so it was easy for them to understand his actions.
Unfortunately, this fellow citizen sided with the police and chose to expose him.
He had originally intended to put up a last-ditch resistance, but as Han Chuan Shenliu expressionlessly revealed his methods for exonerating him, and even began to analyze his inner thoughts, he felt there was no need to struggle any longer.
He refutes one piece of evidence, but there are certainly other pieces of evidence he hasn't noticed waiting for him.
No matter how much he struggles, he's just a clown in that person's eyes; the other person might just be enjoying watching him struggle in his death throes.
It seems that Han Chuan Shenliu became a policeman just to get a close look at the ugly behavior of criminals.
This kind of perverse taste is probably something that other professions can't satisfy.
Especially the last few sentences...
If he had acted in advance as Hanchuan Shenliu suggested, would he have been able to perfectly evade the police investigation?
Damn it, it was so close! If he had made his move sooner...
The president was filled with regret.
Meanwhile, Officer Shima, who had practically taken the intern hostage and left the scene, finally returned to their territory—the melon truck.
Officer Shima pushed Kanakawa Shinryu into the passenger seat, then went around to the other side and got into the driver's seat. He slammed the door shut, stared ahead in silence for a few seconds, sighed, and then remained silent for a while, seemingly trying to hold back, but finally couldn't help but turn around and explode.
"Why did you say those things just now? Find evidence and identify him as the culprit! No! You shouldn't even be responsible for this part!"
Ibuki Ai got into the car as well, looking somewhat worried: "Kankawa-kun, some things are better left unsaid, you can't actually do them, okay? I only beat up a criminal, and I ended up writing over ten self-criticisms and getting transferred..."
Enraged, Officer Shimo berated his partner, "You're no better! You even pulled out a gun! Some things are better left unthought!!!" Then he turned to the newcomer, "Don't say anything unnecessary in the future! It'll get you into trouble! Especially things like how to improve your methods... that's completely unnecessary!!!"
After Officer Shima calmed down a bit, Kanakawa Shinryu slowly said, "I just wanted to teach him a lesson."
Officer Shima, whose words sounded very familiar, thought: "...??? I could understand last time, but how did you discipline him this time?"
“If it were just about solving cases, he might feel that he was never suited for this kind of work, and his regret would be limited. But now he must feel that he was just a little bit away from being discovered, and he regrets his indecisiveness immensely.” Han Chuan Shenliu pondered, “He will probably keep struggling with this issue while he is in prison.”
Officer Shima: “…………”
Making a criminal regret that their plan was just a hair's breadth away from the perfect crime... This approach to teaching a lesson is just too bizarre!
But I have to say, it sounds pretty effective. Often, when the difference is too big, it doesn't feel so bad. But when it's just a little bit off, it's the most painful thing. If it were him, he would probably be agonizing over it to death.
This kind of psychological torture is indeed more damaging to one's mental health than simply being imprisoned.
Ibuki Ai disagreed: "Don't help the prisoner refine his plan! What if he learns a lesson?"
"...I was just saying it casually. Even if he did that, there would be other evidence. Anything that has been done will leave a trace."
"Okay, that sounds like something a policeman would say," Officer Shima breathed a sigh of relief.
Having served in the First Investigative Division, he knew very well that this case wasn't actually that difficult to handle. As long as the police questioned various parties and inquired about the luxury store, they would naturally discover the loopholes.
Hanchuan Shenliu casually adjusted his gloves: "Besides, this person is very gullible. The shop assistant only said that Ms. Yura told him that she had found the key, without saying that he should also know, but he believed me. A brain like that can't commit a perfect crime."
Officer Shima: "...So even this isn't the truth!"
“I have attended interrogation classes properly.”
“I can see that… but I don’t think our mobile search team usually needs this…”
"This time it came in handy."
"It shouldn't have been needed in the first place!!!"
Officer Shimo felt his blood pressure rising: "I wanted to tell you this last time. You're just a police officer. Disciplining criminals is a judge's job, it has nothing to do with you!"
Han Chuan Shenliu retorted: "The victim's family also has the right to teach him a lesson."
"So, are you a family member of the victim?" Officer Shimo frowned. "You're not the kind of person who thinks you're particularly righteous, that the law hasn't taught you enough of a lesson, and that's why you want to act as a righteous guardian of justice, are you?"
Ibuki Ran muttered, "I can completely understand why people feel the legal lessons aren't enough. The victim is dead, but he's still alive and well..."
"Shut up! I'm asking Han Chuan!"
Officer Shimo felt like his blood vessels were about to burst. What had he done to deserve being paired with these two?
"Han Chuan, what are you really thinking? Let me make this clear first, the people I hate the most are those who consider their actions to be righteous."
Ibuki Ran pouted: "Ah—you've said that to me too. Isn't having a sense of justice a good thing?"
“Having a sense of justice and believing yourself to be righteous are two different things.” Officer Shima rolled his eyes, then continued to ask Kanakawa Shinryu, demanding an answer, “So, which type of person are you?”
"Don't worry, senior, I won't try to justify my actions. I know exactly what I'm doing—"
The young man with deep red hair met Officer Shima's gaze through the rearview mirror. The reflection of the metal buckle on his shoulder strap gave him a solemn and cold air about him.
"—Because I have absolutely no sense of justice. I did those things simply because I wanted to, and it had nothing to do with justice. Are you reassured now?"
Officer Shima: "...Maybe you should still have some..."
What a load of rubbish! This is just making us more worried!
Do you even want to listen to what you're saying?! Is this how a police officer should speak?! Are police academies now recruiting so casually?!
With that in mind, Officer Shimo simply asked, "How did you pass the police academy interview?"
“Answer the questions normally,” said Hanchuan Shenliu. “However, I heard some rumors at the police academy. It is said that the interviewer was worried that if I was rejected, I would commit crimes, and when I was arrested, the reporters would report that ‘the criminal turned to crime after being rejected by the police academy,’ so he agreed to the interview.”
Officer Shima: “…………”
This worry is really pointless. Not to mention that refusing this guy might lead him to commit a crime, he feels that even Han Chuan Shenliu could commit a crime while working as a policeman!
Who knows when this guy might cross that line and do something irreversible!
Hanchuan Shenliu comforted him, saying, "I understand what you're worried about, senior. Indeed, when people believe they are righteous, they become exceptionally cold and cruel. But I am not righteous, so I don't have this problem."
"...That was a good way to comfort you, but don't try that next time." Officer Shimo covered his face in anguish. "You don't even have a sense of justice. Why did you become a policeman in the first place?"
"It's precisely because they lack a sense of justice that they want to be officials."
Han Chuan Shenliu said calmly, "I want to understand someone's thoughts. He's a policeman. Maybe if I become a policeman, I can get closer to him."
Officer Shimo was taken aback.
Ibuki Ai became interested: "Hey—who's that policeman? Tell me, maybe I know him! I can help you figure it out!"
The dark-haired youth lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting small shadows on his pale face.
"...He is dead."
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Extra chapter for exceeding the time limit! I've added over 7,000 words today...
Thank you everyone for your comforting words~ Let's not discuss the reporting anymore, let's talk about something fun, right? You all read this to have some fun!
I live off the witty comments in the comments section every day; everyone here is so talented! Can someone please feed me some more?
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I'm having a colonoscopy tomorrow, so I've been eating plain porridge all day. I'm so hungry now that I feel dizzy and lightheaded, and all I want to eat is fried chicken and instant noodles...
I'm so envious of people who can eat late-night snacks! Waaaaah, what are you all eating?
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Don't believe everything Bo Ye says, but don't completely disbelieve it either... um.
Seeing everyone frantically increasing their doubt points, I feel sorry for Bo Ye... Why can't the readers' doubt points be counted!
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President: I understand. He saw right through me. He only became a policeman to enjoy the thrill of prisoners' death throes.
The new effect of the black screen halo ( )
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Zhimo: I hate people who think they are righteous the most.
Han Chuan: Don't worry, I have no sense of justice.
Shima:…………
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