But Sakaki Makoto is not Mori Kogoro. Since he dared to stand up, he has already obtained the decisive evidence.
"Dr. Miura, I have to say that your plan is indeed very meticulous."
"Even if everyone knows that you are the criminal, it is difficult to produce evidence."
Miura Kazuya raised the corner of his mouth, and the policemen sighed.
Really not possible?...
Still no evidence...
"but!"
Sakaki Makoto's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
"There is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'A wise man makes many plans, but he is bound to make mistakes.' The more careful the plan, the more likely it is that there will be loopholes."
"Your phone should still have the call records with Shibasaki Ichiro's wife."
Miura Kazuya's face suddenly changed.
Megure Juzo hurriedly looked through the records and found a series of call records, and the most recent one was this morning.
“Indeed there is!”
"That's strange. I remember you clearly said that Shibasaki Ichiro's wife went on a trip abroad, so her phone shouldn't be usable. So, may I ask?"
"Who was this person you spoke to on the phone this morning?"
Miura Kazuya's mouth twitched: "Well, actually she didn't go abroad, she was just meeting me privately, is that not okay?"
Sakaki Makoto smiled: "Of course, this is your right. Then, as a suspect, the police have the right to ask you to cooperate in the investigation. I want you to turn on the speakerphone and call back. According to the words we gave you, how about it?"
"You...what do you want me to say..."
Miura Kazuya's heart sank gradually.
"It's very simple, just three sentences."
“It worked.”
"Are you happy?"
"Where is she?"
Sakaki took the phone and placed his finger on the dial button: "Are you ready, Dr. Miura?"
The policemen widened their eyes and stared at Miura Kazuya.
Plop!
After a long silence, Miura Kazuya smiled bitterly and fell to his knees.
"I...I didn't mean to do this...She was the one who really wanted to defraud the insurance money..."
"She saw the insurance policy on the table and planned this..."
"I'm just going with the flow..."
"I really didn't mean to kill Mr. Shibasaki..."
Snap!
The cold handcuffs were put on him again, and the policemen smiled as if it was New Year's Day. They carried Miura Kazuya, who had confessed his guilt, and ran downstairs.
Megure Jusan stepped forward, patted Sakaki Makoto on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Oh, brother Sakaki Makoto, this reasoning is really convincing!"
"300,000 yen. I'll transfer the money to you through the bank."
"No, Inspector Megure, this matter is not over yet."
Sakaki Makoto suddenly said.
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