Sakata's abnormal reaction, Hattori Heiji was very keenly noticed, but he couldn't believe it, and it was difficult for him to accept that kind of speculation.

Hattori Heiji squeezed out a very reluctant smile, looked at Sakata Criminal, and said in a somewhat unorganized language: "Sakata-san, how are you ...... Why are you so stingy.

It's just a matter of lending it to the Komeimon Police Department, and you can't give the impression that the people of Tokyo are stingy with Osaka, right? ”

Sakata clenched his fists and opened his mouth, and it took a long time to say a word.

"I'm sorry...... Slightly inconvenient, inside ...... Saved some personal privacy ......"

"That's so...... Hattori Heiji's hand rubbed his pants as if there was nowhere to put it, and then he looked up with a complicated expression and asked, "Is that so?" ”

The masseter muscles of Sakata's criminal jaw tightened, "That's right. ”

Gu Meimen Jingxiong sighed softly and imperceptibly, "If it's inconvenient to lend it to me, is it convenient for you to take it out yourself?" Just let us see the screen. ”

After speaking, he looked at the coffee shop owner who didn't know what the situation was at all, "Can you still call back the phone call you received?" ”

The coffee shop owner scratched his hair and nodded a little dumbfoundedly, "Yes, but I need to go back to the store, because that call went to the store's landline." ”

"Yes." Shizuo Komimon's gaze fell on Hattori Heiji again, "There are more and more onlookers. ”

This reminder made Hattori Heiji have to make a decision as soon as possible, otherwise the news of the serial murderer in the Osaka police will soon spread.

Hattori Heiji closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and Toyama Kazuha on the side looked at him with some concern.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no hesitation, his eyes took a step closer firmly, his hand pressed heavily on Sakata's shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Sakata-san, although I always say that detectives are the best, in fact, I always think that the Osaka police are the best in Japan.

Haven't you ever been proud to be the No. 1 police officer in Osaka in Japan for your work of being able to legally own guns and protect people? ”

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Hattori Heiji pursed his lips, reached out and took out the police manual in Sakata's criminal chest pocket, opened it, and held the cherry blossom logo in front of the latter's eyes.

"You look at it."

Sakata closed his eyes.

"Open my eyes to it, bastard!" Hattori Heiji grabbed him by the collar with his other hand.

Even with a roar, Heiji Hattori kept his voice low to the point where only a few people nearby could hear it.

Sakata opened his eyes, but turned his head away.

"I'm sorry ......"

"Sorry, did it work? You're not sorry for me, you're sorry for it, you're sorry for yourself! Hattori pressed his forehead against the other's head and forced him to look at the other.

"Heiji......" Toyama Kazuha cried out worriedly.

Seeing this, Shizuo Gumeimen spoke again, "Isolate the onlookers first, maintain order, don't let people destroy the scene, remember to seal the phone, and wait until the Osaka Police Station returns to deal with it." ”

Hattori Heiji also calmed down a little when he heard this, and looked at the more and more onlookers around him, so he had to suppress the irritability in his heart and do the trivial work that he usually didn't care about at all.

Sakata didn't make any resistance and allowed Heiji Hattori to take another phone from his pocket and seal it with an evidence bag.

The pistol was also taken away, and Sakata had thought that he could commit suicide with a pistol if the matter was revealed, but now he couldn't do it anymore.

If he really committed suicide in the street, things could no longer be controlled, and the Osaka police would all follow him to shame.

There were things such as isolation belts in the trunk of the police car, and after Hattori Heiji took care of everything, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, returned to the corpse, and glanced at Shizuo Komito with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Thank you."

The corners of Gu Meimen Jingxiong's mouth curled slightly, "Even if you don't have me, I believe you can find out the truth." ”

Hattori shook his head, a little depressed, "I have this confidence that I will eventually find out the truth, but I don't know how many more people will die when the time comes......

To be honest, I didn't think about Sakata in the slightest before you suspected him of criminal justice. ”

He paused, then continued, "And thank you mainly for showing mercy to the Osaka police. ”

"Looks like you actually adore your father in your heart." Gumeimen Shizuo said suddenly.

Hattori Heiji's expression suddenly became uncomfortable, and he pursed his lips, "Who will worship that fox-eyed stinky dad, I'm just...... I'm also from Osaka, isn't that normal? ”

Looking at the "I'll pretend to believe it" expression on the faces of Shizuo Gumeimen and others, Hattori Heiji sat on pins and needles, and hurriedly said: "What, I'll go and ask Sakata-san why he killed people first." ”

Sakata was placed in the back seat of the police car, without the slightest idea of escaping, just silently waiting for the disposition.

Heiji Hattori leaned his back against the car door and asked in a low voice, "Let's talk about it, it will take a little time for other criminals to arrive, tell me why you did such a thing." ”

Sakata slowly raised his head and looked at the corpse on the hood, with a bitter smile on his face.

"There's no way, the prosecution period for homicide is only 15 years, and I can't rely on the law to punish these murderers who killed my father 20 years ago."

Ayako Suzuki, who was leaning on Shizuo Komimon's chest, couldn't help but ask, "Shizu-kun, what does this mean?" Could it be that as long as the murderer has been absconding for 15 years, there is no way for them to accept legal punishment? ”

Shizuo Gumeimen nodded slightly, "Any criminal law system has such provisions, mainly because it has been too long, it is too difficult to search for criminal evidence, and the judicial cost is too high.

If left unchecked, it will be a great waste of judicial resources and will leave insufficient energy to deal with the current situation. ”

In a sense, what he had with Conan about possible errors and omissions in the Eucalyptus was similar.

Although idealism is good, we must always face the reality, after all, both police and judicial resources are limited, and it is impossible to invest in a piece of eucalyptus without limit.

It's just the issue of the prosecution period.,If you let Kensuke evaluate it.,It's estimated that it will be even more ruthless.,With Gumimen Shizuo's understanding of Kensuke.,You can even guess Kensuke's words:

The essence of crime is the destruction of social order, and the destruction of order caused by eucalyptus 20 years ago has long been restored, and it is not high to pursue the "cost performance" and has little significance.

Something like this.

For the entire judicial system, from a macro point of view, the prosecution period is indeed the best choice for "good steel on the blade", but when it falls on the individual, it becomes an unbearable source of suffering.

Sakata didn't seem to want to continue talking about this matter, and the whole person was silent again, and after a while, he suddenly remembered something, and said to Hattori Heiji:

"By the way, I'm still locked up in a wooden house on Mt. Keimoh, so you can bring him back as soon as possible."