"A keen eye for observation, a powerful logical reasoning ability that even surpasses the knowledge structure of many adults, especially in criminal investigation, coupled with high-tech tools..."
Akechi looked at Toyama Yoruichi, who was clearly keeping him in suspense, and asked in a deep voice.
"Who exactly is that child next to Detective Mouri?"
Yoruichi Toyama laughed.
"Do you remember him? The 'savior of the Japanese police,' high school detective Shinichi Kudo—that's him."
"What?" Even though he thought he had come up with the most outrageous answer, Mingzhi was still shocked.
"Are you saying... that the previous Shinichi Kudo was that kid in disguise, or... that Shinichi Kudo dressed up as an elementary school student?"
“No, how could that be!” Mingzhi shook his head instinctively.
"This is not scientific!"
Yes, I know that's not scientifically sound...
But this is very much in line with Ke's style...
Yoruichi Toyama's smile carried a hint of helplessness.
"He told me this himself..."
"You believe what a child says?" Mingzhi interrupted him bluntly.
Yoruichi Toyama shrugged.
"You saw this 'child' too..."
"Moreover, the 'I' at that time was 'Ms. Masami Hirota on her deathbed'!"
Wise's eyebrows twitched suddenly.
"The shooting at Tsukishima Pier... the only eyewitness... it seems this is not a coincidence."
“Yes,” Yoru Toyama nodded, “He, like ‘Hirota Masami,’ also known as Ms. Akemi, was a victim of that mysterious black organization…”
...
The conversation about Conan, Akemi Miyano, and the Blacksmith Company did not continue.
The detectives from Yokogawa had already made some progress and returned with considerable excitement to report back.
In the room where Akiko Sayama and Satoshi Maeda were staying, several strands of medium-length black straight hair were found on the carpet.
Akiko Sayama has shoulder-length hair, but it's dyed blonde, while Satoshi Maeda's black hair isn't that long.
Therefore, it is reasonable to suspect that those few strands of hair belonged to the deceased, Mr. Jiang Yuan.
Fingerprints were also found on the balcony railing of Mr. Jiang Yuan's room.
While it cannot be ruled out that Mr. Jiang Yuan himself left the fingerprints while enjoying the view from his balcony, since it has been confirmed that his fall from his own balcony was staged by the murderer, the fingerprints could also have been left by the murderer who staged the scene.
All of this requires further verification.
But at least this time, Detective Yokomizo and his subordinates finally saw the light and didn't give up on the foundation laid by the detectives.
Police officers handle cases based on reason, not emotion.
While Akiko Sayama's desire for revenge for her family is understandable, her confession on the spot seems to suggest that she is unlikely to recant, but nothing is absolute.
The police should understand the complexities of human nature best.
Without strong evidence to prosecute Akiko Sayama, if she intends to escape punishment, she could hire a silver-tongued defense lawyer and ultimately be acquitted.
Therefore, this possibility must be eliminated in advance.
If it can be proven that Akiko Sayama went to the balcony of Mr. Ebara's room, and that Mr. Ebara also went to Akiko Sayama's room, that would undoubtedly be irrefutable evidence of the crime method previously deduced.
"However, there's still one thing I don't understand." Yoruichi Toyama couldn't help but start to struggle with this again.
"Why didn't Ms. Sayama's brother sue when his software was plagiarized by Tokio Ehara?"
Japan's intellectual property law was implemented earlier than China's, right?
Clearly sensing his doubt, Mingzhi shook his head.
"In Japan, patent and copyright laws were indeed promulgated and implemented a long time ago, but computers have only been part of ordinary people's social lives for a little over a decade."
"It should be said that even if laws and regulations protect the intellectual property rights of software products, many people are not very aware of it."
“Then that’s your problem, police,” Yoruichi Toyama said matter-of-factly. “Why don’t you conduct legal education for the public?”
When it comes to the Japanese people in the world of Detective Conan and Kindaichi, they are all basically ignorant of the law and clueless about right and wrong.
Look at Akiko Sayama's brother, he worked so hard and invested his entire fortune in developing software that got copied. You're just going to accept it without confronting him directly?
If you admit it, then you should endure hardship and make a comeback. You committed suicide as soon as the company incurred debt. Are you a samurai or did you borrow money from loan sharks?
He was indulging in his internal monologue when Mingzhi shook his head again.
"On the one hand, this is indeed a deficiency in our publicity efforts."
"However, on the other hand, for many people, fighting a lawsuit with no hope of success, or gritting their teeth and persevering to pay off their debts and start over, is too difficult and too arduous."
"Don't expect everyone to be as strong as you, Yuanshan!"
"W-what?..." Faced with the sudden praise from this elite police officer, Yoruichi Toyama blushed.
...
As dawn broke over the Izu Peninsula, the bizarre "Dark Baron" murder case finally came to an end.
Led by Detective Yokomizo, the Shizuoka Prefectural Police took Akiko Sayama and Satoshi Maeda away and confirmed the contact information of all participants in order to collect evidence again if needed.
Yoruichi Toyama, Akechi, and Kogoro Mouri's family happened to be traveling together by train back to Tokyo.
Kogoro inexplicably solved another murder case, yet he had no suspicions whatsoever, happily accepting his daughter's praise.
Conan sat to one side, his eyes squinting, his mouth twitching with laughter.
“Hey, Akechi,” Yoruichi Toyama, who was sitting a few rows away from them, chuckled before lowering his voice, “Do you know... anyone from the Public Security Bureau?”
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