Chapter 36 Sir, times have changed

Chapter 36 Sir, times have changed

Chapter 36 Sir, times have changed

"Mr. Kensuke, we were just about to look for you, but you took the initiative to turn yourself in. You are so brave."

Kensuke Matsubayashi was about to cry, "Officer, please listen to my excuse. I don't know what happened. I just felt like my body and brain were out of control, as if I was possessed by an evil spirit."

"What era is it now? It's the 21st century. There are no demons or monsters. You can rest assured. But before that, there is another case that requires your assistance."

"Assistance?" Matsumoto Kensuke was delighted when he heard this and quickly asked, "Do you have pork chop rice?"

Chuanxi Mugui coughed lightly.

Although such things have happened before, it was many years ago. If you do this now, you will be suspected of misleading suspects and will be easily fired.

"Practicing medicine without a license, inducing minors to take drugs and imprisonment, special theft, and injury resulting in death."

Kawanishi Mugui looked at the arrest warrants in front of him, and then raised his head to look at him, "How about I help you check if there are any other charges? I'll try to let you spend your birthday in prison."

The cursive form of the word “喜” is composed of a “七” on top and a “十七” on the bottom, which together make “七十七”, so the 77th birthday is called “喜寿”.

Matsubayashi Kensuke quickly reached out his hand to stop him, and said with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Officer, let's talk about this, right? Don't you just want to ask about that teacher? I'll confess everything."

"I haven't even told you who to ask, and you already know it's a teacher?"

Kawanishi Kiki looked at Matsubayashi Kensuke with a scrutinizing gaze, and he felt a little uneasy.

"This." Matsubayashi Kensuke's eyes rolled, and he quickly thought of an excuse, saying with a wry smile, "Didn't that guy call me a lot? If you don't believe me, just look at my phone and you'll see. I'm honest and I won't lie. One time, I happened to see him in a street store. He went there to look for a student and had some trouble with someone."

"Looking for students?"

"Yes, I find those girls who run away from home and bring them to my hospital to pimp them." Before he could finish his words, Kensuke Matsubayashi suddenly realized something and quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

There were only two words left in my mind: It’s over.

Street? This name seems familiar.

"There was a murder case in Teng Dongqing before, and the murderer was caught there." Seeing him in a daze, Megure Jusan couldn't help but sigh and said regretfully: "It's a pity for those two children."

A girl who finally passed the exam and was about to become a criminal police officer; an innocent man who was wrongly accused and ended up committing suicide.

"Inspector Megure, has the murderer not been found yet?"

Megure Jusan shook his head. "But someone seemed to have seen him. He was wearing a black knitted hat at the time. Unfortunately, there were too few surveillance cameras around, and the vehicles just happened to avoid him, so we can't confirm whether it is true or not."

Someone is manipulating and causing the murders.

Were many of the previous cases also the work of that person?
“No one is above the law.”

Megure Jusan nodded approvingly and patted his shoulder gently. "Brother Kawanishi, I feel relieved when you say this. I hope you can solve the mystery of that year as soon as possible."

The gap between reality and truth is like an iceberg. What people can see is only the exposed part of the iceberg, commonly known as the "tip of the iceberg".

The more hidden, unknown and mysterious something is, the more dangerous it is.

"God's Eye? Hello. I wonder if we can meet? You decide the location. I know the Chief Medical Officer of the Liar Faction. I want to talk to you about something. Maybe you know something."

The man named "Eye of God" is a technical expert. Qinghai Chuantang seems to be showing off his skills in front of him.

"You may be curious about Caravaggio's light and shadow? I don't like meeting people, but I can give you some clues."

As this message was released, several videos quickly followed.

The first video I clicked on showed a pair of hands wielding an axe, hacking at a man lying on the ground. The scene was extremely bloody and violent. The following videos were mostly about cat and dog abuse.

Studies have shown that many murderers have committed acts of animal abuse, including 90% of serial killers.

"These were all found on the dark web after the case happened because I was a little concerned. The videos he uploaded recently are the ones at the back, so I can be 100% sure that he is the murderer. If you need, I can look up his IP address and provide some information. But I hope that you can keep my existence a secret. I don't like people knowing about it."

"Of course. Well, thank you for your help."

He was traumatized and wanted to hide himself from others. Although he had agreed to teach Inoue Ayumi a lesson offline ten years ago, the "Eye of God" was not there at that time.

A child who locks himself up is naturally unwilling to step out of the room. Of course, it may also be because of some inconvenience that restricts his movements.

Soon, Qinghai Chuantang received the documents and information sent by the other party.

"Kiyori Kiyohara, president of Kiyohara Pharmaceutical, 37 years old. He looks quite young and handsome. Why are handsome guys always suspects?"

The next day, Qinghai Chuantang arrived outside the Qingyuan Pharmaceutical building.

An old man was shivering in the cold wind, but he still stood there tenaciously. He had a sign on his body with a few big words written in blood red: Qingyuan Pharmaceutical, give me back my son's life.

Qingyuan Pharmaceutical is currently developing a new drug, which it plans to use to enter the European market. It seems that his son died during the drug trial.

At this time, a black Lexus stopped at the gate.

A young man in a suit and tie got out of the car. It was Qingyuan Yishui.

"President!"

When the uncle saw him coming, he rushed forward but was stopped by the security guard who reacted in time.

"You bastard! You said there wouldn't be any problems with the new drug experiment! But my son died after taking that drug, what should I do!"

He stretched out his hands, thrust them forward, and grabbed the back of Qingyuan Yishui's hand hard, leaving a bloody mark.

This action successfully angered Qingyuan Yishui. He raised his right hand and slapped the other person in the face.

Qinghai Chuantang was stunned.

All the wounds on Ban Xibo's body were caused by stab wounds from left to right, so the murderer should be left-handed.

Qingyuan Yishui raised his head, as if ready to slap him again, but was stopped in time.

"Mr. Ichimizu, you are suspected of killing Inoue Ayumi and Ban Ki-hiro. Please come with us."

If Kiyohara Issui's fingerprints match the fingerprints extracted from the murder weapon, then he is undoubtedly the murderer.

A right-handed person may be able to commit a crime by pretending to be left-handed.

But if there is no training, the difference between the left and right hands is huge. Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party is good at both hands and has a more meticulous mind, using the left hand to kill and the right hand for normal use.

But if there is no corresponding fingerprint among the ten fingers, what does that mean?

Could it be that the murderer is someone else?

However, the place shown on the IP address is where the Kiyohara family is located.

"Maybe there are twins."

"The tenth of Knox's Ten Commandments says, 'If there are twins or people who look very similar in a novel, the readers must be informed in advance.'"

Often mentioned in detective novels are Van Dine's Twenty Rules and Knox's Ten Commandments.

"Sir, times have changed."

Qing Hai Chuan Tang turned to look at Okiya Subaru, "The fifth of the Ten Commandments doesn't even say that Chinese people are allowed to appear. Besides, this isn't a mystery novel. By the way, I think I smell something."

As he spoke, Qinghai Chuantang sniffed and found it familiar.

It tastes like potatoes, but a little pungent.

"My pot——"

Qinghai Chuantang quickly ran to the kitchen downstairs and turned off the fire.

Someone is born to be incompatible with his own kitchen, he always has been and he still is.

In line with the good virtue of not wasting food, Qinghai Chuantang picked up a small piece of meat with chopsticks and tasted it. After savoring it carefully, although it was a little burnt, it was at least cooked.

Pick up the white vinegar next to you, drop a few drops into the pot, then cover it with the lid. Let it simmer for a while to remove the burnt smell.

A good sense of smell can be a great help sometimes, but it can also be a nuisance at other times.

Hearing the noise, Qing Hai Chuantang turned around and looked at the person who came. He crossed his hands and looked at him with an almost pleading look: "Promise me that you will never enter my kitchen again, okay?"

Looking back, the fire truck came four times and sent a bill of more than five thousand dollars.

"Of course." Okiya Subaru agreed very happily, "I'll leave dinner to you."

The faint smile at the corner of his mouth can be said to be "Sima Zhao's intention is known to everyone."

Qinghai Chuantang nodded, silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and found a video he had saved for a long time - Takeshi Kaneshiro's method of making instant noodles.

Okiya Subaru was silent for a long time, which was rare.

"So, are you going to just give me a perfunctory treatment?"

Qinghai Chuantang silently put his phone back into his pocket and said seriously, "I already have a dish, why do I need a bicycle?"

Finally, after a "friendly" negotiation between the two, they decided to just make do with dinner, and she would prepare breakfast tomorrow. After all, as the saying goes: eat a good breakfast, eat a full lunch, and eat less dinner.

After dinner, Qinghai Chuantang immediately wrapped himself in a blanket and turned into a dumpling lying on the sofa.

She said coquettishly: "I am a cat."

As we all know, cats are afraid of water.

When Okiya Subaru finished washing the dishes carefully and cleaned up the kitchen and came out, Qinghai Chuantang deliberately showed a surprised expression.

"Don't you know there are dishwashers?"

Subaru Okiya said nothing, but walked closer to her silently, stretched out his cold hands and placed them on her neck.

"hiss--"

Qinghai Chuantang looked up at the other person, only to see him staring at her expressionlessly. This made her feel as if she had done something extremely outrageous.

But, it's true.

After all, for a sniper, his hands are very precious.

Qinghai Chuantang placed her hands on the back of his hands and slowly warmed them.

After a while, Qing Hai Chuantang held his hands. He looked up and smiled, "They say that if you don't practice with a gun for a long time, you will become rusty. I think it's the same with holding hands."

(End of this chapter)