Unlucky Man - Sosuke Fubuki 17
"Mr. Kikuchi is indeed a suspect," Takagi Wataru held the file and looked at Date Kou with excitement. "Now the autopsy report is out. Mr. Tsuchiya did die of a myocardial infarction. The staff of Kujo Real Estate have confirmed that at the scene of Mr. Tsuchiya's death, Mr. Kikuchi said, 'How pitiful! He had a myocardial infarction at such a young age. He must have been too tired.' That's why everyone assumes that Mr. Tsuchiya's cause of death was a myocardial infarction."
The two police officers were crowded in front of the fax machine waiting for news. Jinpei Matsuda had complained about this low efficiency when he was in the police academy, and even Rei Furuya could not give a strong rebuttal. It always felt like some traditions should be abandoned.
"But this is just speculation." Compared to the excitement of his juniors, Date Kou remained calm as always. "If we don't overturn the alibi, we can't even arrest him."
That's right, the current suspect, Koichi Kikuchi, has an ironclad alibi. On February 8, when President Kujo was attacked, Koichi Kikuchi, who was stood up by Tsuchiya Tsutomu, was having dinner with clients. According to Date Kou's reasoning, Tsuchiya Tsutomu's death was probably caused by someone trying to frame him for the murder of the president, and the two cases should be committed by the same murderer.
If the specimen is sent for examination, then there will need to be even more solid evidence. Otherwise, even if it goes to court, according to the current situation, any lawyer with a bit of common sense can say that his client has only seen someone with similar symptoms before and suddenly made this association.
"But," Takagi Wataru was a little depressed after being poured cold water, but he immediately cheered up, "There is progress in the toxicology test report, thanks to Ida-senpai's insistence on sending it for inspection!"
"Drugs were detected in Mr. Tsuchiya's blood," Sawada Hiroki turned the computer around and let Noah, who was equivalent to his half, explain the toxicology test report on the screen to the two of them, "He died of an induced myocardial infarction."
"This dosage..." Fang Shusuke's eyes were gloomy, "No, if it was â–¡â–¡ poisoning, when did he take it?"
â–¡â–¡ is a poison that can kill people within minutes, and even if thicker capsules are used to delay dissolution, the poisoning will be delayed by a few minutes.
Moreover, Tsuchiya Tsutomu had no chance to take the capsule alone, whether forced or voluntarily, he accompanied customers to a cocktail party and an employee gathering for almost two hours, and the wine he drank was not sealed, and the same went for the food. The only time he could have taken the poison was at the cocktail party.
But this gets back to the issue of differences in the time of death.
"Hiroki," Fang Shusuke took off his glasses and rubbed his brow tiredly, "Can you do me a favor?"
Why do you have to work so hard? He sacrificed his personal time to do things that were not part of his job for the sake of a friend, or two, who had become estranged.
He has obviously reached the age of a sophisticated middle-aged man.
You are not wrong. Standing on the rooftop and looking down, one would have the illusion of wanting to jump down. The girl sat on the edge, her dangling feet without support. She pushed her black hair that was messed up by the wind behind her head, and her voice came to his ears with the wind. Do what you want to do, don't worry about the rules, and don't think about why you are doing it.
I will always affirm you.
"Help me find the list of people who attended the staff party of Jiujiao Real Estate that night."
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