The end of the serial corpse shredding did not bring any sense of accomplishment in solving the eucalyptus, and the only thing that was gratifying was probably to stop the murderer's crazy actions before he could commit another murder.

After finishing the confession, Fujiwara Yu came to the interrogation room, and he found that Otaki Goro walked out of the house with a sad face, and guessed that Shibata Kento, who was a prisoner, must not have cooperated well, was he waiting for the lawyer to come?

I'm afraid that no lawyer is willing to take over this kind of eucalyptus, both physical and human evidence are very perfect, and there is no way for him to escape the law - it seems that this madman is also afraid of facing life imprisonment?

However, with such a heinous nature, I am afraid that he will not be sentenced to life imprisonment, and the death penalty is the most suitable outcome for his trial.

Fujiwara Yu handed the canned coffee and sandwich in his hand to Goro Otaki, and also brought a copy to Sakata Yousuke, who came to work overtime, and after noticing the expressions of the two, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior, didn't that guy cooperate with the interrogation?" ”

"Not only is he not cooperative, after he was arrested, this guy has been chattering in his mouth, singing, and asking him no questions and not answering, there is really no way to deal with this kind of person!" Goro Otaki was so angry that he pulled open the sandwich and took a vicious bite, and the poor sandwich inexplicably became the object of anger, and he was wiped out before he survived three bites.

"Then senior, go and rest, and leave the interrogation to me." Fujiwara Yu smiled and took the document from Goro Otaki, pushed open the door and walked into the interrogation room, he always knew how to deal with criminals who did not want to speak.

Goro Otaki glanced at Sosuke Takaji, who walked into the interrogation room, and gestured to Sakata Yousuke, meaning that he should learn more interrogation skills from Takaji.

After Fujiwara Yu, who walked into the interrogation room, asked the recorder to leave, he directly pulled out his seat and sat down, but he didn't look at Shibata Kento from beginning to end, as if he regarded the criminal in front of him as air, and fiddled with the ballpoint pen in his hand.

Kento Shibata, who was looking down and picking at his fingernails, had been observing the police interrogating him from the corner of his eye, and when he saw that it was the purple-haired police officer who had arrested him who walked in, there was a hint of anger in his eyes, obviously hating the policeman who had ruined his plan.

After calming down for a while, he began to hum the song again, it was Saki Hirose's debut track, and he had always liked it.

However, the purple-haired officer sitting in front of him didn't seem to be interested at all, didn't ask himself questions, didn't look at himself, and wasn't even curious about what he was singing...... This feeling of neglect made him a little unbearable with his high self-esteem.

Shibata Kento couldn't hold it back, he changed his way, staring at the purple-haired officer with those inverted triangular eyes, and singing a song without rhythm with his mouth, but even then he didn't get a single attention.

Feeling that he was being underestimated and neglected, he could no longer stand this quiet atmosphere, he clenched his fist and knocked on the wooden board of the interrogation chair, the corners of his mouth raised a vicious arc, he wanted to see the police frightened by himself.

However, the results still disappointed him. Fujiwara didn't even shake his body, let alone show a frightened expression, still fiddling with three ballpoint pens, tied at the end with thin threads, and he didn't know what he wanted to do—in Shibata's eyes, this kind of behavior was a provocation.

"Hey, aren't you here for interrogation? Why don't you ask me questions? Fujiwara Yo had a smile in his eyes after hearing Shibata Kento's inquiry, because he knew that the person who spoke first had already lost half of this silent battle, and the next initiative was in his own hands.

His expression was so calm that he was expressionless, and after carefully putting up the notepad, he still didn't give Shibata a look: "I'm here to interrogate you, but aren't you unwilling to say it?" So why am I asking. This sentence fell on the ears of Shibata Kento was particularly harsh, he was connotating that he knew that he would be stupid to ask such a question?

He doesn't want to look at me, he treats me like an idiot, right? He was really looking down on me. Just when Shibata Kento was going to put his own

When the "glorious deeds" were said, Fujiwara Yu, who had been secretly observing the other party's expression, suddenly asked, but the question made Shibata feel very strange.

"Come play a game? Which pen do you choose? Shibata looked at the notepad standing upright on the long table, and in front of it hung three ballpoint pens, he didn't know what kind of game it was, but curiosity drove him to answer, "The middle one." "Smack.

The moment his words fell, the ballpoint pen in the middle fell directly on the table, and Fujiwara, who saw this scene, shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the other two ballpoint pens, and asked, "You won the first round, which one do you want to choose next?" Hearing that he had won, Shibata Kento showed a touch of pride on his face, his always straight back finally relaxed, leaned back in the chair and stared at the two ballpoint pens for a while, and then raised his hand to the right one: "I choose the right one." "Bang - this time the ballpoint pen I don't know if it was because the pen was round enough or something else, it actually rolled up after falling to the table, until it fell to the ground and broke in half.

“…… Who wins? Shibata asked with a frown.

Fujiwara Yu reined in the power of the wind he controlled with precision, and frowned with a regretful expression: "You lost." ”

"Cut, boring game." Shibata Kento's face was full of disdain for the outcome of the game, he didn't want to admit that he had lost even if he sat here, his pride didn't allow him to bow his head, as long as he didn't admit the crime, when the good lawyer came, he would definitely be able to exonerate himself.

"It's not boring, it's your end."

“？” After hearing this, Shibata Kento raised his head and looked at the police officer who stood up in front of him, he had doubts but was unwilling to ask, he pursed his lips and waited for the other party to take the initiative to answer for him.

After Fujiwara noticed that Shibata Kento's gaze fell on him, he picked up the third ballpoint pen and pressed it for a while, he leaned on the desk and his eyes still fell on the ballpoint pen, and his tone was soft: "Do you know the way the death penalty is carried out in Japan?" It's different from other countries, but it's quite interesting. Kento Shibata heard

After the word "death penalty", he subconsciously straightened his waist, and he accelerated the frequency of picking his nails, even if he didn't ask, he could see that he was eager to know what to say next.

Fujiwara Yu was also happy to satisfy the other party's curiosity, and his calm voice sounded again in the dimly lit interrogation room: "There will be three executioners, and each of them has a button in their hands, but only one button is effective. After the button is pressed, the flap at the foot of the condemned prisoner will be opened, and he will naturally not be able to stand in the air without the trap barrier, and will fall directly from a high place, and the noose will break the death penalty prisoner's cervical vertebrae in an instant, just like this...... "[To tell the truth, I have been chasing more recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with more timbre.

He raised his left hand, which was holding the ballpoint pen, and when he released it, the pen still fell to the ground and broke in half.

The sound of landing was obviously not loud, but in Shibata Kento's ears, Luo expanded infinitely. It was as if he was not hearing the sound of a ballpoint pen falling to the ground, but himself, and what he heard was the sound of himself falling.

Fujiwara Yu didn't give Shibata Kento more time to control his emotions, he propped his hands on the table of the interrogation chair, looked at him condescendingly, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Do you want to die later?" ”

“…… Think. Shibata didn't want to die, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and replied tremblingly.

He was reluctant to open his mouth because he was afraid of death, because he knew very well in his heart that the crime he had committed would not be a life sentence, so he could delay it for as long as he wanted.

He knows that no lawyer can save him, and now that he can die later, there may only be one option left to confess and be lenient.

Fujiwara Yo narrowed his eyes, he turned around and walked back to the desk and sat down, took out a pen from his pocket and opened the notepad: "Then tell me what you have committed." ”