Arima Masahiko's expression changed, but he still forced himself to say, "Mr. Mori, you need to provide evidence when you speak."
Uncle Mori spread out the case file, flipped to the list of evidence, showed it to him, and said, "Isn't the evidence right up there?"
Reiko Kujo quickly turned to that page as well. When she saw one of the pieces of evidence, she understood what Uncle Mori meant. She felt a little depressed but also relieved.
Uncle Mori stared at Masahiko Arima and asked, "Mr. Arima, if you and Mr. Akiyama were the first to discover the items at the scene, why did you find the screws of President Otsu's reading glasses under the cabinet in the president's office? Didn't you say that President Otsu left his glasses with you?"
"Perhaps the president dropped it himself?"
Arima Masahiko's forehead was already sweating with nervousness, and he was clutching the hem of his clothes. Because he was standing on the judge's bench, the bench covered his hands, and because of this, no one saw his nervous movements.
Uncle Mori stroked his chin, puzzled, and said, "Moreover, what I can't understand is that there isn't a single person's fingerprint on the ashtray that served as the murder weapon."
Arima Masahiko said, "It's also possible that the suspect wiped it off."
"What about the fingerprints on the safe's rotating wheel?" Uncle Mori countered. "If what you say is true, he should have wiped the fingerprints off the wheel as well."
Arima Masahiko was speechless; he didn't know how to refute it.
Uncle Mori pressed his advantage, saying, "The ashtray test showed that someone wiped it with a cloth stained with grease. If I take it for testing, I believe we'll get a conclusion."
"Your Honor, I request that the composition of the grease residue on the ashtray be compared with the composition of the grease used in Mr. Arima's restaurant."
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