"Officer Ying Si, aren't you going to the bathroom?"
"How did you know the bathroom on the first floor was broken and you had to use it on the second floor?" Fujiwara Yuu lazily raised his eyes and looked at him, without a smile on his face. He never gave prisoners a good look. "Keep pretending, is there any point?"
"I just thought that Officer Ying Si would be on the first floor, so I came to the second floor." Robert Taylor raised the corners of his mouth and answered calmly, as if he thought his plan was flawless and without any flaws.
Fujiwara Yu sighed. He had originally wanted to hide something, but now he had changed his mind. This was a punishment for his stubbornness. After all, there was another guy downstairs who he could never forgive. Who had made him want to hurt Toyama?
"You can easily create a secret room with thumbtacks, fishing line, and rope. All you need to do is ask Mr. Shinichi to go to the second floor of the warehouse. Then, use something like a ball to hit the skylight, and you can easily lure him to the window. The moment he sticks his head out, start the car and drive away. The rope will naturally pull Mr. Shinichi back."
As Fujiwara Yuu spoke, he came behind Robert Taylor and looked at the bulging back pocket of his pants with a raised brow:
"Of course, the moment I saw you, I knew it wasn't a ball that hit the skylight. It was a bullet you fired from your toy pistol, right? You kidnapped Yuanshan so we'd assume the murderer was deliberately creating the atmosphere of a spider monster to hide the fishing line... Am I right, Mr. Robert?"
Robert Taylor didn't expect that his method of committing the crime would be easily broken. He had been thinking of leaving the country and returning to the United States early tomorrow morning, but it seemed that he had to give up this idea.
"When did Mr. Yingsi start to suspect that I was the murderer?"
"It was only after I learned of Misa's past that I set my sights on you and Mr. Ryuji." Fujiwara Yuu couldn't help but recall what Hattori had just said to him. He didn't forget to strike back at the confident murderer in front of him: "Hattori started to suspect you even earlier than I did, because of the grilled saury."
There should have been four grilled saury missing, but there were only three.
This shows that Robert Taylor was on the guest list from the beginning and his visit was not a sudden surprise.
"That's pretty impressive! If only you guys were here three years ago... If you were here, Misa wouldn't have died because of those two bastards."
"Do you still think that Misa died because of Mr. Shinichi?"
"What else?"
Fujiwara Yu crossed his arms over his chest and said nothing, but stared straight at the angry murderer in front of him. He didn't want to say it too bluntly, so after a dozen seconds, he said something and walked towards the stairs.
"Back then, you communicated with her using Romanization, right? Why use English words?... If you figure it out, go and turn yourself in."
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Robert Taylor was stunned for a moment before he realized that Sae and Emi had come to the station to ask him questions like "What do you think of Misa?"
His answer at the time was: shine.
Because in his eyes, Misa is the princess he wants to find, a bride as bright as the light.
Light is shining.
But in Japanese romanization, “shine” does not mean shining…
It can make people dark and hopeless...
Death.
After Tottori Prefectural Police handcuffed Robert Taylor, who had surrendered himself, he kept his head down and muttered to himself.
Like a malfunctioning puppet, it kept repeating the same words.
——"Why isn't she American? Why am I not Japanese?"
If there hadn't been such a misunderstanding, would they have been able to be together?
Hattori Heiji sat in the passenger seat of the SUV, glanced at Kazuha who was sleeping soundly in the back seat, and asked softly:
"Hey, Brother Yingsi, did you tell him the truth?"
"Well, it's a punishment for him."
"What about Mr. Long Er?"
"I left a letter for him. He will be honest with Ms. Yoko. We should let them handle this kind of private family matter. After all, we are outsiders. If we say it, it will be distorted."
"Hmm, this is quite a ridiculous trip. I'm so sleepy!"
Fujiwara Yuu glared at Hattori Heiji, his dark circles under his eyes. "Please, can you please not say that in front of the driver?" I'm the one who's dying of sleep after being forced to work overtime all night and then driving several hours back to Osaka.
The scariest story is that after staying up late to work overtime, tomorrow is still a working day!
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