In Suminoe Park, in the lake, there are stones pressing down on it.
Takuma Morita did not lie this time, but everyone hoped that he would lie this time.
His honesty this time proved the fact that Chiyo Tokui was dead. The Tokui couple, who were waiting for the police search at home with hope, would suffer a second heavy blow.
After pushing the confessed Morita Takuma into the car, Otaki Goro, who had witnessed many serious cases, reached out and patted the rookie policeman Sosuke Takashi. He fulfilled his duty as a senior and did not comfort him verbally, but instead gave silent encouragement with small gestures.
Sometimes actions speak louder than words, and Fujiwara Yu, who has experienced a lot of things, has been mentally prepared. She can't say she is numb or sad. Her emotion should be more of regret for not being able to save the situation.
"Otaki-senpai, I'm fine."
"Then you will lead the team to retrieve the body later?"
"Okay, then I'll leave the confession and interrogation to you, senior."
Otaki Goro hadn't expected that Takagi Sosuke would actually take on this job. You know, many newcomers wouldn't want to see a crime scene with a corpse, let alone one that had been soaking in a lake overnight. He pursed his lips and said with an awkward smile:
"Then tonight..."
"I will hurry back to headquarters and report back. I won't let you miss the chance to treat me."
"Ha, you little brat are quite interesting. Well, I'll treat you to a big meal alone tonight." Otaki Goro still felt that the young man Ying Si was bragging. He took out the evidence bag from the back seat of the car and threw it into the other's hands, proving with his actions that he didn't believe Ying Si could eat after get off work in the evening.
Fujiwara Yu looked helplessly at the evidence bag in his hand. Was he worried that he would vomit when he saw the body?
Regardless of whether he was a doctor in his previous life and then worked as a military doctor, or now he has witnessed many organization killers not cleaning up the scene, he would not have any physical discomfort reaction to the corpse.
He put away the evidence bag, got on his motorcycle, and rushed to Suminoe Park to contact the police to retrieve the victim's body. He couldn't let the child continue to soak in the cold lake water...it was already very pitiful.
The process of retrieving the body went smoothly, and the process of interrogating the prisoner also went smoothly.
If anyone is feeling the pinch, it's probably the person in charge of the case at the Suminoe Police Station, who is currently being "educated." Their inaction during the initial investigation, coupled with their attempt to dismiss the case as a simple runaway, warrants severe punishment.
If Tokui Seiji hadn't had some connections that allowed him to contact the Osaka Police Headquarters, there would have been another wrongful conviction. Because given enough time, these indicative evidence will disappear over time.
The reason why the murderer Takuma Morita was so confident after the crime was due to the inaction of the police officers in charge of the case. When facing Sosuke Takagi and Goro Otaki, he subconsciously felt that the police were incompetent, so he boldly stayed at the scene to provide clues and did not deal with the dashcam which was the key evidence.
Sitting in his office chair, Fujiwara Yuu loosened his grip on the pen. He stretched and looked at Otaki Goro, who was dozing off while he waited for him to write a report. After sorting out the documents on the desk, he walked over and tapped on the desk, reminding him:
"Otaki-senpai, you didn't forget about the private game tonight, did you?"
"Hmm? Ah... Of course I won't forget, but can you really eat it? Don't be so stubborn."
"As a police officer, you might face even worse situations in the future. Overcoming such difficulties is fundamental, right? Or are you, Otaki-senpai, just being polite and not really wanting to treat me to a meal?"
"You really are, kid, hahaha, but I like it! Come with me, I'll take you, a Kanto native, to taste the best of Osaka!" Otaki Goro felt that he was lucky, as a partner left and a super reliable junior came. He would have to recommend him to Toyama and the others when the time comes. He is a good seedling.
After uploading the report to the police system for filing, the two took the elevator to the parking lot. Just like they had rushed to the crime scene before, Fujiwara Yuu followed Otaki Goro on a motorcycle and rushed to the restaurant in Nonninbashi-cho.
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However, when he saw the restaurant sign, Fujiwara Yuu hesitated for a few seconds with his hands in his pockets. He smiled and looked at Officer Otaki beside him, and asked with interest:
"Senior, when did Hiroshima cuisine become the specialty of Osaka?"
"Hahahahahaha, actually, I personally prefer Hiroshima okonomiyaki. Ahem, don't tell that kid Xiaoping about this next time you meet him, he's an Osaka okonomiyaki fan."
"Xiaoping?"
Otaki Goro stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the Japanese-style room, explaining:
"He's the son of our chief, Hattori Heizo. We should get to know each other in the future. He's wanted to be a detective since he was little, always clamoring to become a famous Kansai detective like Ellery Queen."
A detective like Ellery Queen?
Fujiwara Yuu recalled the little boy he met by chance four years ago. That boy also aspired to become a famous detective like Sherlock Holmes. So are all kids obsessed with detective novels nowadays?
"It's good to aspire to be a detective. I'll look forward to meeting the kid."
"That's great indeed. Xiaoping has a strong sense of justice. Even if he doesn't become a detective in the future, he's a good candidate to follow in his father's footsteps and become a police officer."
The two walked into a restaurant called [Hiroshima Oyaki]. The seats at the bar were already full, so they simply chose a quiet booth near the corner. The design of each person having a small iron plate was quite unique, so they would not feel embarrassed even if they came to the restaurant alone.
Goro Otaki was obviously a regular here. He called the waiter over without even looking at the menu, and ordered all the dishes he wanted in one go. He also happily recommended dishes that suited Sosuke Takashi's taste, as he had never tried Hiroshima okonomiyaki.
"One portion of grilled octopus with Japanese yuzu vinegar is enough, and two portions of pork and shrimp Hiroshima omelette are enough. For noodles, use soba noodles, and finally, add two portions of fried red leaves."
"Don't you need some drinks?"
"No, I have to drive later."
Otaki Goro's face was full of regret. He probably felt that eating Hiroshima cuisine would be a bit incomplete without some alcoholic beverages. However, as a good citizen, he naturally could not drink and drive. This was absolutely not allowed.
Fried, red, leaves?
Fujiwara Yu was a little confused when he heard these three words. He lived in a foreign country when he was a child and naturally didn't know much about Japanese cuisine. After returning to his country, he always lived alone and usually only bought fast food at convenience stores near his home. Although he could eat tempura in convenience stores, the varieties were very limited. He didn't even know that there was red leaf tempura.
He really didn't expect that even maple leaves could be used as tempura ingredients, which really proved the saying: everything can be fried.
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