Chapter 223: Police-Community Cooperation
"Do you remember what happened when you called me earlier?"
His eyes fell on the canvas bag containing the supper in Asa Sheng's hand, and Miwako Zuoto, who had been awakened from his memory, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said sideways.
"The phone call before? There are a lot of call logs between the two of us. β
"When you opened that black box."
Katsumi Uehara, who quickly located and processed his memory, raised his eyebrows in surprise: "...... Dusk Police Department? β
Miwako Sato nodded: "You weren't in the Metropolitan Police Department at the time, so I didn't know, in fact, when the Twilight Police Department brought Counselor Uno's wife back to the third department for interrogation, she had a handbag, and the volume was not small." β
Raising his right hand and pointing at the canvas bag used to hold supper in Assan's hand, Miwako's face suddenly hesitated: "However, I don't know if this conjecture is correct." β
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"Then go and talk while looking at the bones, I hope you won't be scared into forgetting your thoughts." Katsumi Uehara, who had already understood his partner's thoughts in the blink of an eye, smiled and encouraged.
"I should have been a criminal police officer longer than you, and I should be the one who is qualified to say this." was interrupted by the man like this, and the hesitation and worry in her heart suddenly dissipated a lot. As I kept flashing back to the scene, a new speculation came to mind that was almost unbelievable but surprisingly reasonable.
"Actually, if you came here this night just for those bones, I think you'd probably be disappointed."
Although he didn't know why, Ashi Sangami, who still led the two of them to the autopsy room, put the canvas bag aside, pointed to the test report that had been issued on the countertop, and said: "This corpse is not the Kenzo Sayama you expected, and it's a pity that I sent the relevant information to the Metropolitan Police Department, and I haven't found a relative match yet."
In other words, he is most likely an ordinary person.
"If you want to use this skeleton as a breakthrough, then I think it should be impossible, at least not at this stage."
After taking two pairs of gloves and throwing them to the two of them, Asa Shengmi, who had changed his coat, reached out and tossed the bones on the stage, and did not look back.
"Can you determine the basic information of this deceased?"
"Male, about 45 years old, between 172cm and 175cm tall, with marks left by a blunt blow to his head. Some of the other details are in this report. β
Seeing that the two of them also paced over, Aso took out another document and handed it to Uehara, and Nuzu signaled that there was no breakthrough: "If you want to find out the identity of the deceased in this direction, I think the workload should be quite large, and there are many people who have contact with Kenzo Kashiyama and are eligible."
"Unless you can get the murderer to take the initiative and find out who the dead man really is."
"I think too, but it's a pity that the murderer is dead, just dead in the early morning," Katsumi Uehara, who was waiting for Kuroba Kaito to reply while flipping through the document in hand, shrugged his shoulders and turned his head to look at the woman who was intently examining the bones: "Left Fuji? β
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"How long will it take if we want to investigate this deceased?" Miwako Sato, who seemed to have figured out something, looked up and said.
Aji was stunned: "It depends on your police, there shouldn't be many people who have disappeared recently, sort out a list and investigate gradually, and conservatively estimate that it should be found out in two to three days." β
"But what if the body wasn't brought from Tokyo? The police force would be wasted on something that would not yield any results at all, and the members of the mysterious criminal organization would be able to leave calmly. β
Miwako, whose tone became more and more firm, raised her eyes, her eyes met the gaze cast by her partner, and said solemnly: "Uehara, do you remember that there is a file about you that we found in the villa of Gin?" β
Katsumi Uehara, who was leaning over slightly in front of the stage with his arms on his arms, looked at her thoughtfully, "What do you want to say?" β
"It's just my conjecture, I don't have any evidence at the moment."
After taking the lead in telling the reason for her lack of confidence, Miwako Sato narrated the flash of inspiration in her heart: "I now suspect that the person who brought the bomb into the Metropolitan Police Department was not the head of the Wada Division or Counselor Uno as we suspected, but the wife of Counselor Uno. β
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"Handbag?" Recalling the point Miwako mentioned earlier, Katsumi Uehara frowned: "You mean, she put the bomb in her handbag and brought it into the Metropolitan Police Department in a grand manner?" β
"You weren't at the Metropolitan Police Department at the time, but Officer Twilight brought Mrs. Uno back with her, and she brought a handbag, and the bag was in the break room when she was questioned by the Twilight Police Department.
And after that, Counselor Uno appeared, and appeared in the office area of the third department with suppressed anger. Then he went to the lounge and waited for his wife to come out. β
Fiddling with the bones that couldn't speak, the expression on Miwako Sato's face was particularly solemn: "Do you remember what I just said Uehara, Gin has studied your character very thoroughly."
"If I say, I mean if.
"What if all this is just a trick he set up for you?
"You think that Counselor Uno was the first to be exposed is innocent, but all kinds of evidence that has been discovered since then have pointed the finger at him. This should have been convicted, but the more this happens, the more you will doubt the authenticity of Counselor Uno's true murderer's identity, and until the so-called exposure of Section Chief Wada, the balance in your heart will quickly tilt -
"Because in your opinion, and even in our opinion, Section Chief Wada's exposure was a last resort, and it was Gin and others who were accidentally arrested that forced them to make this decision.
"But if you put Counselor Uno in the shoes of the murderer, then the bomb installation makes sense. He certainly doesn't need to bring a bomb to and from work, because the bomb will be brought in by the police themselves when he needs it.
"Even the fact that the section chief would stay in the office unusually, if the section chief accepted Counselor Uno's order to stay in the Metropolitan Police Department? What if, from the very beginning, he was surrounded by fraud, and he was chosen as a scapegoat to clear people's suspicions? β
Speaking of the key point, Miwako Sato's tone was a little heavier, but there was no hesitation in her eyes, even if the person she was facing was the partner she believed in the most.
Even if she does this, she will directly deny Katsumi Uehara's suspicions about Saburo Wada for all these years.
"It doesn't make sense, there are a lot of inconsistencies. As far as the bomb is concerned, if it was Counselor Uno, why did he blow up the Metropolitan Police Department? You must know that it was an accident that I caught Gin, and there was no need to blow up the Metropolitan Police Department without this accidentβ"
Shaking his head, Katsumi Uehara, who subconsciously wanted to deny, suddenly stagnated, and after trying to replace his thoughts, a possibility suddenly came to mind.
"Accident."
"Accident."
In the next second, the two people who were looking at each other said in unison.
"If that's the case, then it shouldn't have been the Metropolitan Police Department that he wanted to blow up in the first place." Katsumi Uehara's eyes sank: "It's Sister Miyano." β
Miwako Sato then opened her mouth to take over the conversation: "But the accident of your arrest of Gin made them have to change their plans. β
"But that's just speculation."
"Did you learn your fishing skills at the police academy?"
The corners of Miwako Zuoto's mouth rose: "Or, do you need me to help you review?" β
"Then I suggest you pick a time and place to help me with my tuition, preferably around midnight." Katsumi Uehara, who was leaning on the plate, smiled slightly: "You are the first person to correct me, it should be very good to be a teacher." β
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Ma Sheng, who was carrying his bag of supper, stood aside and took the hot water, and looked blankly at the men and women in front of him who seemed to be playing dumb riddles, confused.
What and what is this?
Didn't they come to see the bones?
"I called Chiba and asked him to forge a piece of evidence." Miwako, who glanced at the man angrily, took out her mobile phone.
"I'll take care of the realism, if your guess is correct." Almost at the same time, Katsumi Uehara also took out his mobile phone and took the lead in dialing the number of Black Feather Kaito.
ββ¦β¦ Well, is it true that you have forged perjury so that I can hear it? The soaked noodles blinked, not very understanding.
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The more he talked, the more hilarious he became, as if he had forgotten that there was a third person here, Miwako Sato and Katsumi Uehara turned their heads in unison, and their eyes met on the confused Aji Minoru.
"Police-community cooperation."
"Understand."
At the same time, the two who took out their police officer cards said tacitly.
Asa Sang: "......"