The ornaments above the shoe cabinet are covered with dust, and even the landline phone has oil stains that have not been wiped clean. There are several garbage bags piled up next to the TV in the living room that have not been thrown away in time, and there is even a strange smell wafting from them, most of which is the smell of kitchen waste fermented in the bags.

What Fujiwara couldn't accept the most was that there were a lot of clutter piled up on the sofa, and a bag of unpacked potato chips was thrown on it, and even if the crumbs fell between the cracks in the wooden floor, he could see a flattened ramen on the sofa.

He stood beside the sofa with a disgusted face and was unwilling to sit down, and Goro Otaki, who had no habit of cleanliness, was silent when he saw such a scene.

It's not good to stand up and ask, but you can't be wronged to sit on the sofa like a pit, right?

Even if his ass accepts it, his trousers won't accept it.

"Huh? Why don't the two officers sit down? Shinji Otsuka, who had no eyesight at all, looked at the two police officers who looked like punishment stations suspiciously, but he sat on the sofa very naturally, and he was very precise in positioning the ramen noodles that were flat at all.

Ramen noodles, it's flatter. Otaki Goro tried to pull the corners of his mouth to make his expression less embarrassed, he took out a police notebook and said bluntly: "Mr. Otsuka, in fact, we are here to inform you of something...... Your ex-wife was killed in her home yesterday and wants to ask if you know who she has had a feud with in her life. When Shinji Otsuka heard this, he jumped up from the sofa like a monkey, which startled the two of them and almost caught the hand that pulled out the revolver with the gun.

Especially after Shinji Otsuka's selfless performance of his ex-wife being killed

In "Performance Art", both of them read two words in each other's eyes: speechless. That hand is about to shake into a sieve, and it can still maintain the same frequency on the left and right, and the acting is not like a little.

"Spike, spike, she...... Suiko she's dead? You—you're not kidding me, are you? ”

"Naturally, our police won't make such vulgar jokes with you, your ex-wife, Miss Hoko Akashi, has indeed passed away, please mourn." Fujiwara Yo's tone was so stiff that he didn't want to continue, he looked at Shinji Otsuka directly: "Mr. Otsuka, I don't know if it's convenient for you to tell me that from 23 o'clock last night to 2 o'clock in the morning today, where are you and what are you doing?" The sudden change made Shinji Otsuka vigilant, and he pushed his glasses with a sneer, and asked, "Mr. Officer, didn't you ask me if Hoko has any enemies?" Why did you suddenly ask about this? ”

"Mr. Otsuka, don't worry, he just asked for an alibi, and he didn't treat you as a suspect."

"I put my son to bed early last night, the child is only seven years old, I can't go out in the middle of the night and leave him at home, right? If you don't believe me, I can have my son testify against me. Fujiwara wanted to say that there was no way to confirm the alibi in the testimony of relatives, but Otaki Goro reached out and poked him twice in the back, suggesting that he should not speak, and he asked, "Can you trouble your children to testify for you?" To be honest, I have seen your son in the photo, and he has really inherited your advantages in appearance, and he must be a healthy and handsome young man in the future! ”

"Hahahaha, Mr. Officer, thank you for the compliment, I'll call him down." When Shinji Otsuka went upstairs, the frowning Fujiwara Yu looked at Officer Otaki with a confused face, not understanding why he was doing this, and could see that he was not doing a good job of socializing with people, and he didn't know how to use flattering words to make the suspect let down his guard and find a breakthrough.

"Otaki-senpai, you should know that testimony between relatives can't be used, right? And he knew from the beginning that we were the police, which means that he had known for a long time that the police would come to the door after his ex-wife's death. Otaki Gorou smiled and patted Takaji Sosuke's shoulder, and said seriously: "Takaji, although you have a strong ability to handle eucalyptus, you have to use skills when talking to suspects. And children are not good at perjury, and there are flaws to make breakthroughs. Also, be sure to remember not to be too emotional. ”

"I'm not emotional, am I?"

"What if Lady Mari lies? You left her out of the list of suspects from the beginning, right? Otaki Goro noticed the surprised expression of Sosuke Takaji, he recalled the cases investigated in the past, and said with a wry smile: "The human heart is difficult to see, and you may encounter the eucalyptus that makes you confused in the future, so in the process of handling the eucalyptus, don't put too much of your emotions into it, otherwise you will be hurt in the end and the person who can't get out will be ...... It's you. "There are many police officers who will give birth to a dream demon because of a tragic incident, and there are also many police officers who will be suspicious of an unbelievable murderer, and they will seriously trap themselves in place and never be able to break free.

It's not that Goro Otaki hasn't seen it, his best friend in the police academy was deeply confused after arresting the person he trusted, so that he gradually faded off his police uniform and lived a good life.

He didn't want to see the junior he was optimistic about, following in the footsteps of his best friend. Fujiwara Yu listened to these words in his heart but did not answer, he raised his eyes to look at the staircase where footsteps came from, and quickly avoided it after seeing Shinji Akashi touch his line of sight, and realized that something should have happened in the few minutes that Shinji Otsuka went upstairs.

It is not uncommon for him to use verbal hints or explicit instructions to let young children help make false testimony, and he used his position to read some documents during his time in the United States, among which there was no police or murderer to induce children to believe that the fabricated content is reality, so that there is a phenomenon of wrongful accusation or real murderer escape.

Shinji Otsuka didn't notice the change in the purple-haired officer's facial expression, he was still immersed in the pleasure of killing his wife without revealing it, and patted Shinji Akashi on the shoulder, revealing a fatherly and kind smile: "Shinji, don't be afraid, these two uncles are policemen, you just need to tell the truth about last night." "Uncle.

Hearing this title, Fujiwara Yu glared at the half-moon eye, why was he called uncle even though he was not in love and married.

But now is not the time to be entangled in the salutation, he can clearly see Akashi Shinji's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, he avoided his gaze before and was afraid that he didn't have something to say to himself, but he didn't dare to say it because of his fear of his father.

I have to find a way to get rid of Shinji Otsuka, as long as this guy is around, Shinji Akashi will definitely not tell the truth.

Fujiwara Yu took out the pineapple-flavored fruit candy that Hattori Heiji had given him before going out in the morning, he squatted down and put the candy in the hands of Shinji, who was a little introverted, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Children, let's eat a candy to relieve it?" Brother won't hurt you. Shinji Akashi blinked his big eyes but didn't reach out to take it, Fujiwara Yu saw this scene and got up directly to Shinji Otsuka's side, and whispered: "Mr. Otsuka, your son is a bit introverted, can you go and get some toys to distract you?" Otherwise, he won't be able to record a statement to help you verify the authenticity of the alibi. ”

"Toys? Okay, then I'll go upstairs and get some down. Originally, Shinji Otsuka was a little apprehensive when he heard the first half of the sentence, but he couldn't hold back his eagerness to let the two policemen leave when he heard the second half of the sentence, so he didn't think much about it and walked towards the second floor.

Seeing this, Fujiwara Yu directly patted Otaki's senior on the shoulder, slightly raised his chin to hint at following, while he himself squatted down again, and gently pressed his palm on Shinji Akashi's soft hair, without rubbing: "Can you tell the truth to my brother now?" ”