Mrs. Matsushita lowered her hand holding the fire extinguisher and was escorted into the police car by two policemen, or rather by the tugging.

Sota Matsushita was pinned by the arm of another policeman through the crowd, and he could clearly see the look of horror and disgust on people's faces.

"What are you talking about?" The accompanying police noticed that Matsushita Sota's mouth was open and closed, and the noisy human voice masked the contents inside.

Matsushita pursed her lips.

He was screaming inwardly to give the policeman a shot and use his magic to crush the rats around him. He fantasized about these scenes over and over again in his head, over and over again, so much so that he was still wandering when it came time to be arraigned.

"Matsushita Kanta, Matsushita Kanta!"

"What...... What the? ”

The fat policeman in charge of the case narrowed his eyes, and under his gaze, Matsushita Kanta's heart was beating wildly, and his restless left hand held his right hand in the tiger's mouth, faintly praying.

"Why didn't you go to work at the supermarket today, and why did you go again?" The fat cop asked.

"I didn't go because I was in a bad mood. But then my mom kept nagging, it was too annoying, so I went. ”

"Some people say that you were fired yesterday by the victim, that is, the person in charge of the supermarket, is this the reason why you are in a 'bad mood'?" The policeman's question meant something.

Matsushita Kanta lowered his head to avoid his gaze, and nodded, "Yes, part of it." ”

"And what about the other part?"

"And some more? No, it has nothing to do with him. ”

The discussion about his mood came to an end, and the fat policeman turned his head and began to pursue the second half of his sentence.

"You said you went to the supermarket because your mother was nagging, but why did your mother come to your place of work before you?"

At the scene, it was seen that Sota Matsushita did not come to work until his lunch break, but another witness, Mr. Nishida, confirmed that Mrs. Matsushita had entered the office of the person in charge as early as half past ten in the morning.

According to the logic of Matsushita's words, he should have gone out earlier than his mother, where he had gone during this time, what had he done, whether he knew that his mother had also gone out, whether he knew that she was going to talk to the person in charge.

Matsushita frowned and looked straight ahead for the first time.

The fat cop was covered with a greasy layer of sebum oil, and even though he had hidden his entire body behind a searchlight, the reflected oil still outlined his broad face and the pronounced double chin.

A character like this is an NPC that acts as a human target in the game, and he doesn't deserve to be named.

"What does this have to do with what happened today? Now it's the dead pervert who did the rude thing to my mom first, and it's not us who is at fault, it's him! ”

Sota Matsushita looked angry, and this time he did pretend to be very similar. Or rather, deep down, he really felt so.

What the fat policeman likes to watch most is the acting skills of the prisoner who desperately shows in front of him in order to hide from the world, this kind of performance is much more decent than in the TV series, and the actors are much more sincere.

He played Matsushita for half an hour like a cat and mouse, until the latter thought that this was the end of the matter, and the police failed to catch him with any tricks, the fat policeman suddenly coughed, and another policeman who had been silent took over the second half of the interrogation.

"Sota Matsushita, I'm sorry to tell you that what your mother did for you didn't mean anything."

Matsushita snorted in his heart and quibbled, "I don't understand what you're saying." ”

"Sota Matsushita, the police are now formally indicting you for intentional homicide. Under article 199 of the Penal Code, a person who commits intentional homicide is punishable by imprisonment for a term of not less than three years, life imprisonment or the death penalty, depending on the seriousness of the offence. ”

Die...... Death penalty?

"Wait, you must have made a mistake, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't! My mother killed someone! Matsushita leaned forward and defended himself on the small table that was adjacent to the stool.

The police ignored him for the time being and continued to read out the report.

"In this case, you are suspected of hitting the victim Toshikazu Kishimoto on the head with a fire extinguisher, causing him to die on the spot. Later, your mother, Matsushita Shuko, used the fire extinguisher to hit the corpse on the head, widening the wound, in an attempt to help you escape punishment. ”

The policeman threw down the report and said to Sota Matsushita, "Maybe you can cover up the initial fatal wound in this way, but with the advancement of science and technology and the development of medicine, our colleagues have restored Toshikazu Kishimoto's head through a 3D simulation image." ”

"According to the identification, the fatal wound that caused the death of the deceased was the original wound, that is, you Matsushita Sota, you killed Toshikazu Kishimoto."

Matsushita Kanata slumped in the chair.

The fat policeman looked relaxed and walked around the desk to help him lift the small table in the chair, pulling him up by the arm and pulling him out of his position.

Leaving the range of the searchlight, Kanta Matsushita squinted his eyes and readjusted to the environment of the interrogation room, and finally saw the faces of the two policemen clearly.

Suddenly, he screamed loudly.

"How are you!"

Another policeman, who was sitting in his seat and did not move, asked curiously, "Do you know me?" ”

"It turns out that I haven't quit yet, it turns out that this is the case, I know it is like this, hahahaha......"

The fat policeman glanced at his colleague inexplicably, and then felt that his waist was empty, and that damn Matsushita Sota actually snatched the police gun he pinned to his waist!

"Put it down!"

Bang!

The first bullet hit the fat cop's double jaw in a brief exchange between the two.

Generally speaking, the first and second rounds of the police gun are empty cartridges, which are not fatal when hit on the person, but the chin is a very vulnerable link in the human body structure, and this shot still caused a considerable degree of injury, and the fat policeman immediately covered his face and fell.

The second shot hit another policeman in the arm.

He was well-trained to avoid the vital points of his body and jumped over to grab Matsushita's wrist to take the initiative, while he in turn clasped his gun and shouted at him with a hideous face: "Are you crazy!" ”

"Come on, shoot, I'm telling you to fucking shoot!" Not to be outdone, Matsushita put his head against the muzzle.

The policeman looked at the red mark on his head and sneered, "Crazy. ”

At this time, Matsushita Sota's right hand was grabbed by the policeman's left hand, and the policeman held the gun against his head with his right hand.

No one, including the fat policeman who was watching the development of the situation with one eye open in pain on the ground, didn't think that Matsushita Sota could do anything to threaten them in this situation, and he really couldn't hurt the two policemen again, but......

"Stupid."

Matsushita Sota had a smug look in his eyes, and his left hand grabbed the policeman's right index finger and pressed it in.

Bang!