Chapter 305: Turning the Tiger Away from the Mountain
"Indeed, Chiba is right, such a serious outrage should be quite easy to investigate. My advice is to focus on checking his relatives and servants, and there may be surprises. β
Katsumi Uehara, who was dangling Jiro's legs on the side, smiled and took a sip of chrysanthemum tea from his cup, and proposed.
As a popular profession for the dead in this world, "president" is undoubtedly a death omen star on the door of the brain.
Those who seek revenge, those who have grudges, those who cheat, and even those who are not human.
The way the presidents died was enough to make up a thick textbook of murder methods.
And this way of death with eighteen shots in the body is undoubtedly a great vendetta.
"Loved ones? What is this statement? β
Hearing that Katsumi Uehara, the ace card in the department, would actually say such a sentence, everyone, including Miwako Sato, was stunned and puzzled.
"How do you say it, as a police officer's intuition?"
Katsumi Uehara put down the cup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at the time of the wall clock on the wall, and said with a smile: "The death of this kind of rich person is very likely to be the hand of the people around him.
"For example, if you fall in love with a woman, then ruin someone's family, and then come forward to accept her, causing her to hold a grudge all the time."
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"You'd better hurry up and ask for leave, stop talking nonsense here." Miwako Sato, who was in the position, helplessly supported her forehead: "Take advantage of the fact that the police department hasn't gone out yet."
"Why, don't I make sense? Isn't that something that is very likely to happen? β
Katsumi Uehara, who was rejected for advice, twisted his facial features, his eyes were twisted into big and small eyes, and his tone was full of incredulity: "You have handled so many cases of the murder of the president, is it possible that you don't have a summary?" β
ββ¦β¦ I still have a report to deal with, you can talk. β
The corners of Sato's mouth grinned, and then she quickly retracted her expression, and her right hand brushed the short hair that fell next to her ear, pretending to be serious.
Ren Saburo, Shiratori, who was eating sushi, blinked, coughed twice and then poured a few mouthfuls of water: "I'm going to throw out the garbage." β
Chiba hurriedly followed: "Wait for me Shiratori, I'm going to throw these snack bags away too, together." β
Katsumi Uehara, who couldn't get a response, immediately set his eyes on Takagi with a bewildered face-
The latter came back to his senses in an instant, and after scratching his sideburns with a little embarrassment, he decisively picked up the cardboard box and gave him a smile: "What, I'm going to deal with this case too, I wish you a happy vacation, Uehara." β
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Seeing that Takagi, an honest man who was obedient to him in the past, actually rejected such a constructive suggestion of his own, Katsumi Uehara's eyes widened suddenly, and after looking left and right, he said, "No, you-"
"Alright, my dear Uehara Police Department, it's time to put away all the whims in your head and use your injured left hand to ask for a leave of absence for yourself."
Seeing that the cores of the three systems left tacitly, Miwako Sato, who still couldn't hold back her laughter, got up and came to her boyfriend-
Stretched out his hand to tidy up his collar that was not messy, retied his tie, raised his eyes and looked at each other, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Reminder, while there are no cases now, the Dusk Police Department is in a good mood, and the success rate will be very high if you go on vacation." β
ββ¦β¦ There seems to be some truth to what you say. Katsumi Uehara, who was sucking his mouth, was noncommittal, looked at his left hand, which was still wrapped in bandages, and subconsciously picked his teeth with the tip of his tongue.
"Uh-huh."
The voice that came out of the laryngeal cavity rippled through the woman's smile.
Five minutes later, Twilight Thirteen stamps the slip.
"Thank you, Dusk Police." Katsumi Uehara, who was overjoyed, stretched out his hands and took back his application form, smiling happily.
"Okay, let's go have fun."
Twilight Thirteen, who looked at this appearance, raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, and pressed down the corners of his mouth before raising his head, maintaining his majesty as a boss and said: "That is, there are no cases recently, otherwise you will definitely not be able to approve this fake."
"I heard Sato say, what kind of fan club are you going to this time, are you going to spend three days and two nights outside? Be safe when climbing the mountain. β
"Okay."
"Oh yes, the matter of Emperor Moriya, aren't you going to his banquet tomorrow, urging him to speed up the progress, this temporary office area is still too small, not very used to it."
Before Katsumi Uehara left, Twilight Thirteen stopped him and casually instructed.
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"No problem, it's all done."
Rice flower town, in an apartment.
As soon as he pushed the door in, Primia heard the calm echo of Kunihiko Kagawa-
Looking at it, the man who came here at some point was sitting on the sofa at the moment, with Erlang's legs crossed, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, with an indifferent expression: "Katsumi Uehara will not have a chance to hinder us, you don't need to worry about this." β
"How did you do that?"
Next to the bar counter in T row, Nanyuan Mona, who was typing on the keyboard, couldn't help but squint her eyes when she heard this, and turned her head to ask.
"As I said, I know him better than you, Nanyuan."
Taking a sip of wine, Kunihiko Kagawa reached out and threw an invitation from his pocket onto the marble surface of the bar, chuckling: "His favorite football coach is ArsΓ¨ne Wenger, so he won't turn down this opportunity." β
"Where did you get this?"
Minamihara, who is not interested in football, opened the invitation and glanced at it, puzzled.
"Of course, I asked for someone else, but the public security network is still rotten, and it's easy to find those people."
Kazukawa Kunihiko, who was quite disdainful of this, sneered: "In this way, Katsumi Uehara will not be an obstacle to us." β
"How is it possible, why don't he just stay for three days and two nights? We probably just stole the bomb out of the arsenal at that time. Noticing the time on the invitation, Minamihara Mona frowned slightly.
"No, no, no, he can't stay in the mountain villa for three days and two nights, he will really stay in another place."
Shaking his right index finger, Kunihiko Kazukawa turned his head sideways, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Primia who walked into the living room: "What are you doing here?" Aren't you busy preparing for a wedding with your police fiancΓ©? β
"I'm just here to tell you the news, it seems that Teiji Moriya has really mastered the method of getting in and out of the Toyo powder magazine, I don't think you should sit back and watch him get a piece of the pie, right? Those bombs are in our pockets. β
Pramia swayed her waist and sat down, gracefully cocking her legs, playing with taste.
"How did he master it as an architect?" Hearing this, Kunihiko Kagawa's eyes suddenly flashed with a little surprise.
"Who knows, I'm just here to give you a heads-up. He's going to have a banquet in his manor tomorrow, and if he wants to do something at his house, tomorrow is a good opportunity to sneak in. β
ps: ahem......
There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have overtime blessings and misfortunes......
It's hard to top, crazy to rush to work, and only sleep four or five hours a day......