Chapter 1279 1287 [You guessed it right]
After the high school students finished taking their statements, they should have politely said goodbye, but they did not leave.
"Now that we're here," Jiang Xia thought as he looked at the two detectives, "Why don't we just go find that yellow-haired guy and ask him for clues?"
Hattori Heiji nodded immediately: "I thought so too."
The two men quickly reached a consensus. Jiang Xia patted Hattori Heiji on the shoulder and pushed him to the front, swiping his face all the way.
After all, it is the Osaka Prefectural Police Headquarters, and Hattori Heiji is a well-known Kansai detective. There is really no one here who doesn't know him, so he has no obstacles.
The group arrived at the interrogation room smoothly.
In addition, considering that the yellow-haired man might not pay attention to a group of high school students who were like tourists, Hattori Heiji picked up a police officer related to this case, and specifically picked out one with a fierce face, and asked him to go in and help inquire about the situation.
The high school students watched secretly from behind.
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In the interrogation room, the yellow-haired man - the suspect in the murder under the bridge, Kiritani Teruhiko, was sitting behind a small table with a sullen face.
His long hair was dyed blonde and tied into a bun at the back of his head. Combined with his gloomy expression, he didn't look like a good person at all.
Kiritani Teruhiko looked at the door and out the window from time to time, appearing very anxious, as if he was afraid of something.
Jiang Xia was mixed in with a group of classmates, looking at him from a distance with a little curiosity.
Now that Kiritani Teruhiko's identity as a "peripheral member of the organization" has been confirmed, he still cannot sense much of the organization's aura when looking at this person again - there is not much murderous aura on this person, and there is no ghost hanging on his leg.
Jiang Xia: “…” Since it’s a fraud gang, maybe Kiritani Teruhiko is mainly engaged in economics, and the people he killed all committed suicide, so there is no chance for them to turn into a shikigami and cling to his legs.
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While they were observing the people in the room, the police officer who was temporarily called in walked into the room, pulled out a stool, and sat down opposite Kiritani Teruhiko.
Kiritani Teruhiko immediately gathered his scattered gaze, looked at the policeman, and shouted angrily: "How many times have I told you, I really didn't kill him! Don't waste your time on me, I have urgent business!"
The policeman groaned and asked casually, "Then why did you appear near the crime scene?"
Huang Mao frowned upon hearing this, and tried to be patient, repeating his previous experience: "I received a call saying that Jiancun had something urgent to talk to me about, and asked me to go to the bridge immediately to take over. I thought at the time that the bridge was not far away, and... cough, and maybe it was really an emergency that was life-threatening, so I went. Who knew that as soon as I arrived there, I was immediately pounced on by the police and dragged away."
"Is that so?" the policeman asked, "Who called you?"
Huangmao gradually became impatient: "I don't know! It's a strange voice and I've never seen the number before!"
"Hmm..." The policeman touched his chin under his nervous gaze, disbelief written all over his face. "The call came from an unfamiliar number, and it was such a remote place under the bridge. He asked you to go, and you went? - I'm not trying to pick a fight, but listen to what you said. It really sounds like an excuse you made up."
Huang Mao finally couldn't help it, slapped the table, and said angrily: "You know nothing!" - What if some cadre or quasi-cadre suddenly transferred them to work? How could they not go? !
He couldn't afford to offend any of those people. The more unfamiliar the number, the more careful he had to be. After all, the people above used virtual numbers or fake numbers, just like changing clothes, and there were too many numbers to count.
The bitter experience of countless colleagues told him that if he received such a call, he would rather be deceived than not go. Otherwise, if he delayed the work of a hot-tempered cadre, the person might suddenly die soon.
Thinking of this, Kiritani Teruhiko could not help but grind his teeth in frustration: This bastard organization, the peripheral members simply have no human rights. If the organization did not have a lot of evidence of his crimes, and could help clean up some troublesome people when necessary, he would not want to work for the organization.
“……”But these words must not be said in the police station.
Even though he was just a peripheral member, Teruhiko Kiritani knew very well that the organization's people were everywhere and might suddenly pop up in some unexpected place - maybe a cadre was hiding in the current police headquarters.
He took a deep breath and thought to himself: I really didn't kill anyone, this must have been a mistake.
If you bite yourself to death and prove you are innocent and say nothing, you will have a chance to be released later and find a way to survive.
But if he told it, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before... he would "die accidentally" in the police station.
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Although the police felt that Kiritani Teruhiko was hiding something, they really couldn't get anything out of him.
In addition, they actually suspected that Kiritani Teruhiko and his employees were involved in multiple frauds, so they just thought that Kiritani was hiding something about the fraud, and did not think that "there is a huge organization in the dark side of this society that is like a spider web and is everywhere."
The same goes for high school students.
Unable to get more clues from Huangmao, they sighed and left the interrogation place.
"Don't stay in the police station all the time. You are here to travel." Yuanshan Heye patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder, reminding him not to forget his original intention.
Then she withdrew her hand, rummaged through her bag, and pulled out a small notebook - before going out today, Yuanshan Heye had already calculated the time in detail, including how long to spend at each attraction, and was very well planned.
However, now, before half a day had passed, this wonderful plan had been disrupted by two sudden murders.
Kazuha Toyama, a hospitable classmate from Osaka, feels that this is not going to work.
She tried hard to get her Tokyo classmates' holiday life back on track, so she smiled like a tour guide, "Where are we going next?"
Jiang Xia thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to Camellia Park."
Hattori Heiji and Conan immediately nodded in agreement. To be honest, they thought so too.
Camellia Park is exactly the place where Fayuedema often appears as the young policeman mentioned just now.
There, perhaps we can gather more clues about this suspicious old grandfather.
"Camellia Park, I remember it's in Camellia Town." Hattori Heiji checked the map, "It's only a few stops away. We can take the train and arrive in a short while."
The young policeman was about to go out and happened to pass by them.
Hearing this, he was slightly startled, and turned back: "Are you going to Camellia Park to find Mr. Fa Yue?"
Jiang Xia nodded.
The police officer's eyes lit up, and he handed over a faded photo: "In that case, please return this to him for me. He accidentally left it at the police station when he came to take a statement just now. If he's not in the park, you can put it in his mailbox at home - his house is right next to the park, and he has a plaque with the name 'Fa Yue' on it. This surname is not very common, so it shouldn't be difficult to find."
(End of this chapter)
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