In the chaotic room, the two sides of the confrontation at this moment can be described as swords and crossbows.

Of course, the so-called tension is just for Mitori Shuji.

Tang Ze and Takagi faced each other who were stubble, but they didn't care at all, but seemed full of confidence.

But the more this is the case, the more uneasy Shuji Mitori becomes.

"Sanae Mitori was strangled by a rope-like murder weapon and then strangled to death." Tang Ze looked at the other party and said coldly: "And the murder weapon is that!" ”

On the other side, Officer Takagi cooperated and pointed to the tie hanging on the display board, and very accurately pointed to the tie that he had worn on his chest before, and it was still a little crumpled!

Seeing Officer Takagi's movements, Mitori Shuji's pupils contracted unconsciously, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and he unconsciously stepped back.

"On the night of the crime, you were wearing this tie, right?" Although he asked, Tang Ze's tone was extremely determined.

Tang Ze looked at Mitori Shuji, who looked unnatural, and continued: "That's one of your railway hobby collections, but why did you tie it on the night of the crime?"

Most collectors like you, who are obsessed with a certain field, are very collectible, and the fact that your collections are stored by you is proof of this.

So I wouldn't think you'd just tie that precious collectible tie to work at will. ”

Tang Ze's words were like a sharp scalpel, accurately putting aside the psychology of the other party, making Mitori Shuji's face pale, and the momentum of direct irritability and anger also turned into a weak heart, and he didn't even dare to face Tang Ze and the others.

Looking at the silent Mitori Shuji, Tang Ze pulled off his tie and held it in his hand, and then Takagi picked up the drink bottle on the coffee table and stretched it out into the air.

Tang Ze wrapped his tie around the drink bottle, then picked up the ends of the tie and strangled it to the left and right.

Looking at the appearance of Tang Ze strangling the drink bottle in front of him, Mitori Shuji had a look of horror on his face, as if he recalled the scene of strangling his wife.

His facial muscles trembled unconsciously with a pale face, and he looked ahead with fear.

On the other side, Karasawa had already stopped what he was doing, took off the tie from the bottle, and displayed it in front of Mitori Shuji:

"A tie that has been strangled so hard that even if you flatten it out and try to get it back to its original shape, it will still be like this.

Compared to other ties, it is very different.

But as a precious collector's item, you are reluctant to throw it away, and when the search is over, you feel safe and the plan to blame Mrs. Matsushita has succeeded, so you put it back there. ”

At this moment, the tie in Tang Ze's hand no longer had the appearance of being flat before, no matter how Tang Ze smoothed the marks on it with his hands, the tie was still wrinkled.

It's like the Tie that Shuji Mitori hung on the exhibition board, and the tie that has not been flattened to this day.

And at this moment, the crumpled tie, hanging next to the other four brand ties, looks so prominent and eye-catching.

"You strangled Sanae Mitori with a tie, and deliberately tied it in order to hide the murder weapon!" Takagi looked at Mitori Shuji with an angry look, "That's your wife!" ”

"That's!!" Shuji Mitori leaned against the display board and yelled, "You guys are just talking nonsense!" ”

Tang Ze sneered, and said unceremoniously: "Is it nonsense, after we compare the strangulation marks on the neck of the tie and Santori Sanae to determine whether they are consistent, let's bark again." ”

"Ah, you might even find the skin tissue of the three birds from this tie, thanks to your help in preserving it so well."

Obviously, Mitori Shuji's attitude angered even Takagi, who has always been a good man, and unceremoniously mocked him.

Although criminal beings are accustomed to seeing "evil", they can never get used to it, and no one can maintain a calm mind for those who are hated.

"Then, we'll take this tie back and show it to the forensic class." Tang Ze was about to take off the tie with gloves on.

"Wait....wait...wait...no... It's not..."

Mitori Shuji hurriedly stepped forward in a panic, trying to stop him, but the resentment in his tone exploded, "Because that woman always treats my treasures as garbage!"

I also took it to the shopping mall of my choice to sell it!! ”

………..

"I'm back."

On this day, Mitori Shuji returned home before it was dark because the work was completed quickly.

When he got home, he found his wife lying on the couch, looking something wrong.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well? Mitori Shuji asked his wife as he took off his coat.

"I've been strangled by that arrogant woman." Sanae Mitori lay on the sofa and did not answer Shuji Mitori's question, but said so coldly.

"Huh? Strangled? When Shuji Mitori heard his wife say this, he hurriedly stepped forward, "What's the matter?" ”

"I was almost killed, by that arrogant woman!" Sanae Mitori lay on the sofa and didn't answer the question, but just said to herself.

"Who is that woman you're talking about?"

Mitori Shuji's words seemed to detonate Sanae's anger, and her anger exploded instantly, "It's all your fault in the end!" ”

"Huh?"

Mitori Shuji looked at his inexplicably angry wife and said blankly, "What are you talking about?" I just came back from work, you calm down, don't make trouble. ”

Saying that, Mitori Shuji sat next to his wife and reached out to hug each other, wanting to comfort his wife who was inexplicably angry.

From the other party's words just now, Mitori Shuji probably still knew the situation, and felt that the other party was angry with him, so he wanted to comfort the other party.

"Don't touch me!!" Sanae Mitori's past grievances all exploded, and she pushed her husband, who was not yet seated, to his feet.

"Do you know what the people around me think of me because of you?!"

Because of this opportunity, Sanae Mitori's anger that she had endured in the past poured out like a barrel of dynamite at this moment.

"Just because of the garbage you collected!! Even I am looked down upon by others!! Treat it like a fool!! ”

She knocked everything off the table, then stood up and went to the magazines stacked on the side cabinet and pounced.

"Stop! Stop! Mitori Shuji stretched out his hand to stop him, "This is my precious collection!" ”

"To me, it's just rubbish!!"

Sanae Mitori reached out to hit Mitori Shuji, shouting and scolding, as she pounced on the precious collection on the exhibition wall.