Wrongful Conviction 17



Wrongful Conviction 17

"Both officers are very young," Sugita Taro said, despite being handcuffed to the table and being hunched over, he still showed a provocative expression, "The officers I met back then were much more imposing than you. They would slap documents on my face, pull my hair and press my face against the table to recite the charges one by one. If they were more familiar with me, they would kneel down under the table and give me a warm greeting..."

He used his handcuffed left hand to make an insulting gesture with some difficulty, "Tsk tsk tsk, you're still at a passionate age, and you're scared already?"

"Mr. Sugita seems to be a model prisoner," Hagiwara Kenji smiled slightly, not intending to continue his conversation. "We asked the prison guards about your situation in advance, and they said that you have a quiet personality and never make trouble. You like to read in the library, and you have signed up for a study class..."

"It's exactly the same as the last few times you came in," Ishii Kazuki clicked his tongue and spread his hands to show his speechlessness. "Is it necessary? Every time you go out, you're caught not long after, learn something and go out again, back and forth. The first prison guard who saw you got promoted. Why don't you just commit a big crime and stay in prison until you die?"

"Little Ikki," Hagiwara Kenji advised his colleague, but his tone was only polite, "Be patient with the elderly, remember what I told you before..."

Giving his colleague a look that asked if he was overacting, the thief police officer turned to the criminal, chuckled and recited each word clearly, "But Mr. Sugita doesn't have the guts to do that. He's still stealing at this age, unlike that Kuwata Tsubasa..."

"Bang—" If it weren't for the handcuffs, Sugita Taro would have definitely overturned the chair with this blow. Unfortunately, he could only struggle feebly now. Veins on the back of his hands had already popped out, and marks were left on his wrists, but it was all in vain. "That fake!" The old and weak appearance before was indeed a disguise. "You are just a little kid, and you dare to take away my achievements!"

The exposure was quite fast. Ishii Kazuki blinked and made eye contact with Hagiwara Kenji. The two had agreed before the joint interrogation that one would be the good cop and the other the bad cop. Anyway, they would target Sugita Taro's self-esteem and see if he would express his dissatisfaction to his cellmates, and his dissatisfaction with his "merits" being snatched away. One showed his contempt openly, and the other was contemptuous in a sarcastic way. In short, it was a minefield for them to dance in and break the defense.

"In other words," Hagiwara Kenji smiled and took over the conversation. He placed his hands on the table and put on a calm attitude. "Mr. Sugita, do you admit that you are the criminal in Case 210?"

"Yes," Sugita Taro, who could already be called an old man, calmed down after his outburst of rage, "but I want to make one thing clear."

Under the gaze of the two police officers, Sugita Taro raised his right index finger and shook it, and the handcuffs made a crisp sound. "This is not the first time I have complained. I have told many friends about this matter since the first day that unlucky guy Kuwata Tsubasa went to prison. I have only been interrogated for Case No. 210 now..."

"The Japanese police," he sneered, "are you not going to bite the bullet and make the best of your mistake this time?"

"Mr. Sugita," Ishii Kazuki said with a cold look in his brown eyes, "I remember you asked why the police officers who came this time were so young, right?"

Because we try our best to choose people who have nothing to do with the case to restart the case investigation, most of the junior police officers still have the good habit of being stubborn, and it can also reduce the conflicts of interest with the old case.

“Please do not ignore the determination of the police.”

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