The clothes are wrinkled and ill-fitting, and there is stubble on the face, which shows that the original owner is not an office worker, because Japanese office workers have very strict requirements on appearance.
Since he is not an office worker, he must be a freelancer. There are ink stains on his cuffs, which smell like rust and a fresh fragrance. It is a typical carbon ink.
Common inks are divided into two types: carbon ink and non-carbon ink.
Carbon ink is dark in color, not easy to fade, and easy to preserve. Because a small amount of glue is added, it makes the pen easy to clog, but it is still the first choice of many writers.
Non-carbon ink is a dye-based ink that will fade, is not waterproof, easily bleeds through the paper, and is more expensive than carbon ink.
The decisive evidence was the notebook and pen in Makoto Sakaki's arms. The ink in the pen was the same type as the ink on his cuffs, and on the notebook were some case essays, which was a habit of writers.
From the above points, we can draw a preliminary conclusion that Makoto Sakaki’s original identity was also a novelist, and he also wrote mystery novels.
But it is obvious that his works did not sell well, otherwise he would not be so poor that he had to go to the gambling house.
Hearing that there were no works, the newsstand owner immediately lost interest. Just then another customer came in, so he turned around and started greeting him.
Sakaki Makoto took the newspaper and found out his address through his personal number card, then walked towards home while looking at the road signs.
"No. 13, 5-39, Yoneka-cho?"
"Yukaka-cho? Is there such a place in Tokyo?"
Although Makoto Sakaki has never been to Japan, he is still familiar with some of the more famous places.
For example, Akihabara.
Akihabara is probably the most iconic electronics town in Tokyo.
That’s right, Akihabara was originally famous for its electrical appliances.
After the 1980s, the rise of Japan's ACGN culture gradually overshadowed the electronics town, causing many people to only know Akihabara as a gathering place for gentlemen, but not knowing that it was once a black market selling rare high-tech electronic products.
A crowded crowd appeared ahead. Many people gathered together and looked up into the sky. The lights of police cars were flashing.
A little monster appeared?
Makoto Sakaki stopped and looked in the direction they were looking. Instead of seeing the little monster he was expecting, he saw a middle-aged man standing timidly on the rooftop, as if he wanted to commit suicide by jumping off the building.
The police set up a cordon, and a pot-bellied officer wearing a beige suit and a beige hat was directing the personnel.
"Ah! Isn't that Ichiro Shibasaki?!" two female high school students shouted.
"Ichiro Shibasaki?" A puzzled voice came from the crowd.
"Newspaper, newspaper! Didn't you read today's morning paper? He is the president of Shibasaki Shoji Co., Ltd. that declared bankruptcy!"
Makoto Sakaki glanced at the newspaper and found Ichiro Shibasaki's name on it.
Right below the news about Kudo Shinichi.
It's so pitiful, the limelight was completely overshadowed.
Most people only pay attention to the fact that Kudo Shinichi has solved another major case. News like a certain company going bankrupt is no longer surprising.
After all, Japan is currently experiencing an economic downturn.
The lost twenty years.
During this period, countless companies went bankrupt, countless people lost their jobs, and jumping off buildings to commit suicide became the norm.
The crowd was talking about it, looking like they were watching a show. The police officer inside the cordon was sweating anxiously, giving orders over the radio and shouting, "Go get the negotiation expert!"
"But, but, Inspector Megure, if we ask for a negotiation expert now, it might be too late!" a policeman shouted.
Sakaki Makoto, who was about to leave, suddenly shuddered, stopped, and raised his hand.
“I am a negotiation expert.”
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