Chapter Ninety-Two: Who's Who's Blindfolding
Kurosawa looked at Twilight, who was suddenly excited, and a faint emotion crossed his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
Although I knew that this was the excitement of the Japanese police after getting the clues, they had no clue......
But acting rashly without asking questions is really worrying.
In particular, there is a Kimura Sixteen next to him, and he is trying to pull this group of criminal police into the corner of solving the case......
For example, the milk bottle, in fact, does not need the cleaning staff to enter to recycle, Shinagawa Youta will collect it himself and put it outside the door.
As long as the member who delivered the milk told him that the milk bottles could be recycled, and the company was running an event, so please collect the milk bottles and put them outside to get a certain amount of discounts, then Shinagawa Youta, who was fascinated by the added milk, would naturally do the same.
The only person who could have drugged it was the person who delivered the milk.
If the bottled milk is to be mixed with medicine, it can only be on the bottle cap, with a syringe and other tools to input the liquid into the mix, this project is not easy, it takes a certain amount of time, if it is not the good work of the person who delivers the milk, it is someone else, it is inevitable that others will see it at the door.
What's more, when he walked down the corridor just now, he found a monitor in the corner.
The killer could only be an employee who delivered milk.
Only he can add material in advance without attracting anyone's attention.
Only he could have used that kind of nonsense lie to get Shinagawa to obediently put the milk bottle outsideβif the milk bottle was in a garbage bag and left outside, then the employee who delivered the milk would take it away, and in the eyes of others, it would only be the gentleman's kindness to help take out the garbage.
It's just that......
He affirmed his conjecture, but there was no evidence.
Now that Sixteen had prepared another step for him to come down, he couldn't afford to lose her face.
Let everything go the way Sixteen wants, and a scapegoat will reappear anyway...... Just like last time.
But it has nothing to do with him.
With the sender's personality, it is impossible to arbitrarily set who the murderer is.
He didn't need to know why, anyway, the purpose of his visit this time was just to find the truth for himself.
As for the others, if they can help, they can't, and if they can't, they can't be dragged into that vortex.
It looks good on the surface, but it's good for everyone.
Kurosawa Silver let out a breath, his slightly lazy gaze gradually sharpened, his gaze swept over Kimura Sixteen, and then focused on Twilight, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Naturally, Officer Twilight, my mind has been sorted out very clearly. β
"I'll explain slowly. β
"As for syringes, that's just a trick...... Oh, Mr. Kyushu, did you say that the tip of the needle and the mark that pierced the vein in Shinagawa's right left arm match?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary, I can explain that. β
"Youta Shinagawa has been in contact with heroin for a long time, and a bottle of milk a day obviously doesn't satisfy him. β
But he didn't know that he was obsessed with heroin in milk, but simply thought he was crazy about milk, so he went to buy a lot of milk. β
"The various milk cartons on the ground can be used as evidence. β
Unfortunately, the milk didn't contain heroin, so Shinagawa didn't drink much and threw it all away. β
He began to talk to the people from the dairy company about sending some milk from their company, and the staff who delivered the milk naturally sent more milk. β
Shinagawa's addiction grew day by day, and he became more and more dependent on the food β but today, there is no heroin in the milk. β
"What do you think he'll do?"
Kurosawa Silver cupped his chin and looked towards Kyushu, only the anti-narcotics policeman who knew the most about drugs had the most capital to answer.
"Dropped the milk cup. Kyushu added for the first time, "Halfway through breakfast is due to this factor." β
"And what about specific emotional manifestations?" asked Kurosawa again.
"He drank milk yesterday and went to receive it today, for nearly 24 hours, and fell into a constant state of restlessness, accompanied by various symptoms and physical symptoms, such as loss of appetite, dilated pupils, tremors, and goosebumps. Kyushu replied calmly, "If you can't try drugs again, your symptoms and symptoms will be further aggravated." β
"That's right, and then he'll do everything he can to get the heroin-laden milk. Kurosawa Silver pressed the cigarillo and began to fill his mouth, his voice becoming muffled, "But what will he do if he can't get it?"
"I think he's probably going to go back to the carton of milk you just said he bought. Kyushu glanced at the flattened milk cartons scattered around the couch, "Even if he knows there isn't anything he wants, he'll still rummage through them when he's in an extreme state of mind." β
"And it's probably the act of opening and taking a sip and tossing it aside, turning that milk crate over......," Sixteen's gaze swept over the somewhat dry stains on the carpet, and then concentrated on the recess of the sofa, "and even lifted the milk crate and smashed it on the sofa for the sake of the side......
"The hair and saliva were left behind by his desperate attempt to find heroin-laden milk from the milk crate when he was addicted to drugs. Kyushu squatted down, his gloved hand gently caressing it, and his eyes slightly dilated.
"That's right...... Also, Kyushu, can you show me your syringe over there?"
Kurosawa swallowed the second cigar and spread his hand towards Kyushu, Kyushu looked at him, silently handed over the syringe in a plastic bag in his hand, Kurosawa accepted it, and then took out the syringe and placed it flat on the palm of his hand, his eyes moving slightly.
"The first time I saw the syringe, I thought something was wrong, what do you think?"
"I ran back to the Metropolitan Police Department specifically for this. Kyushu pointed down, "I'm strange, it's too tightly sealed, and the shape is a little crooked." β
"So when I lay it flat, my hand didn't move, but the liquid inside would ripple automatically, and not a drop would come out. Kurosawa Silver chuckled, "That's the proof that it was once placed in that place." The police can go and investigate the box of milk, there may be clues. β
Without saying a word, Twilight ordered a young detective to run away.
In other words, someone hid it in that place, and it was calculated that Shinagawa would rummage through the milk crate and find it when the illness occurred. Sixteen spoke softly, "Shinagawa smelled a familiar smell here, and he wanted to open it but couldn't do anything about it, so he could only inject it into his vein. β
"But he couldn't get injected. Kyushu closed his eyes, "The syringe was sealed tightly, although there was liquid in it, but it couldn't flow out at all, only a little drug on the tip of the needle couldn't solve his urgent need at all - he frantically inserted it in his arm many times, but each time it was in vain. β
"So it's a design. Kurosawa Silver curled the corners of his lips and put the syringe back in its original position, "The design of the finished product is the illusion that Uta Kawakawa was forced to inject, in fact, when he was in this apartment, only Uta Shinagawa was crazy here......"
Others can be explained. Twilight hesitated, "But Brother Miyamoto, what about that footprint? Shinagawa Youta's foot size is a little smaller...... And I can see that the inside door is going to be pried open......"
That's the evidence on the other hand. Kurosawa Silver pressed down his hat," evidence of him being called out. β