Chapter One Thousand and Three
When I opened the booklet in my hand, I instantly felt embarrassed and embarrassed without looking at it. Officer Tsuchiya is right, this is definitely not a police handout, but an authentic personal belonging, not so much a tool in daily life, but a pure 'diary', a daily itinerary record, daily notes, what food to buy at night, where to sell for a limited time, as well as what you see and hear at work, personal conjectures, complaints about colleagues, everything.
"Officer, you don't have any friends, do you?" Qing Crying said with a smile, Tsuchiya was also blushing at the moment, smoking a cigarette quickly and trying to calm down, it is conceivable that he must not have shown this little book to anyone, because he poured almost everything on these papers, and even secretly scolded his boss, but those incidents also spilled his opinions and perspectives, and everything was described in detail in the book.
Soon Qing finished reading the contents of the case, and then returned the notebook to the police officer. After reading these things, it can be said that I have gained a new level of understanding of the incident in my heart, and I have not gained much in terms of evidence, almost indistinguishable from the information in the brown paper bag, which is beyond doubt, because there is not much in the first place, but what is really important is that Tsuchiya depicts his personal perspective in it, and what he sees and thinks in his personal opinion, after reading these things, it can be said that he has seen through the police officer in front of him.
The notebook is full of personal opinions and briefings on events, on the basis of the available evidence, and the handwriting can be described as very sloppy, lengthy and miscellaneous, adding up to a dozen pages in general, just to describe a point of view, and there are a bunch of points alone. To be honest, it's hard to find that the impression is written immediately after the impression appears, but when you think about it, the jumble of almost incomprehensible handwriting does make it possible.
"You did have some reason to bring me here." Qing said and sat back in his chair, many of Officer Tsuchiya's opinions are almost not based on the evidence collected, but straightforwardly lock on the suspects, and screen the possibilities one by one, this is a method of exploring from the end to the starting point, and because he has the most rumors and the most suspicious points, he was named first, and the rest of the suspects are almost all dangerous people in Dongmu, who have a criminal record or bad cases, of course, there is no shortage of speculation from ordinary residents in the middle, but these are almost all ranked at the bottom.
"So, what do you think now? Or remember. Tsuchiya carefully put the booklet in the inner pocket of his clothes, as if in case someone might snatch it. Qing entered the silence and did not answer the question in front of him, this is a question that needs to be considered, not that the suspect should be picked out and stabbed, but the words have been put in front of him at the beginning, and after reading the notebook, he may be able to 'remember' the appearance of the murderer, so he can naturally answer that he has no impression.
However, it is impossible to dig your own grave, if you don't have an impression, you still don't have the law to get out of this place without worries, and it's impossible to find a random ghost to come out for the dead, it's too cruel to say that it's unfair, and I know that I know that I want to find a suspect who can be caught, then sooner or later the lie will be worn, so it's almost equivalent to digging my own grave, and these police will still come to the door when the time comes.