Ke Xue: Picked up a bottle of sherry at the beginning

Recalling the past, Harada Jun's tone gradually became excited: "The relationship between my wife and I has been flat for a long time, and Emi who appeared in front of me at this time seemed to rekindle the fire of my dry wood. I can't refuse everything she has done for me, without asking for anything in return.

She even gradually shifted the focus of her work to Tokyo for me, without asking for a name.She said that she could be my lover quietly, because she said that she was very open-minded, and that she was no longer the girl who yearned to get married back then. "

Bai Quanyi nodded, he turned his head and glanced at Miwako Sato who was taking notes, she had quickly recorded Harada Jun's words in the record.

"So, can you explain what happened to the insurance purchased for the deceased Yukimura Emi?" Bai Quanyi then asked.

"We just met a year ago, and she said that she loved me very much and didn't need any title from me, but I always had a concern in my heart.

So in order to express her love for me, she directly bought an accident insurance for herself, and the beneficiary wrote me.

At that time, I did not have a debt crisis, and you can check my financial situation.So my debt has absolutely nothing to do with Emi's death. "

Harada Junichi explained everything, and a timeline gradually emerged in Bai Quanyi's mind.

The two fell in love a year ago. In order to express their love, the woman bought accident insurance with the man as the beneficiary. After seven months of sweet love, the man had a debt crisis and the woman died at the airport.

Obviously, the man has serious suspicions.

"Where were you from 7:00 am to 12 noon on the day of the deceased's death? What did you do?"

"In the company, I have been in the company all the time, preparing materials for the video conference in the afternoon. People in my company department can testify for me."

"Did the deceased call and ask you to pick her up at the airport?"

"No, Huimei has always been considerate and understanding of me. I just video-chatted her the night before and said that I have a meeting the next day and I can't pick her up. She didn't say anything about me, and advised me to work."

Bai Quanyi squinted his eyes, watching Jun Harada's every look and every little movement, to make sure whether he was lying or not.

"Believe me, officer, I'm telling the truth." The strong man who told the whole truth about his marital derailment slammed his handcuffs on the table with a sincere tone, "I love Huimei, I love her very much. I will never kill her for a so-called insurance compensation."

"Mr. Harada, do your wife and daughter know the fact that you cheated on the deceased?" Miwako Sato interjected.

"...I don't know." Harada Jun, who was still in self-impression just now, stagnated, and couldn't help but feel a little decadent in his tone, "They don't know, I think they must be very disappointed in me now."

"Yeah." Miwako Sato nodded, recording his words...

After the interrogation, the two left the interrogation room and discussed.

"Satou, did Mrs. Harada and her daughter make a record? What were they doing when the deceased died? Have you checked it?"

"It has been done, and I have also confirmed that Mrs. Harada and her daughter have alibi for the estimated time of death of the deceased Yukimura Emi."

知道上司在想些什么的佐藤美和子将早已经准备好的另一份文件从办公桌上抽出来递给了他：“根据别墅的安保监控显示，原田夫人及其女儿在案发当天的7:00至11:30分之间一直都在家里，期间在10:10分出来扔过一次生活垃圾。

After that, it was not until 1:21 pm that the mother and daughter went out together and parted ways at the gate of the villa. "

"..." Bai Quanyi flipped through the information, "Have you checked the fund account?"

"Fund account?" Miwako Sato was taken aback, then shook her head.

She hadn't thought of this before.

"You suspect that you hired a murderer to kill? This should be impossible."

The demeanor and signs of the deceased before death showed that there was no trace of resistance, and he was even very calm.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like an acquaintance committing a crime. If you paid a killer to do it, then the physical signs of the deceased should not be so normal.

"It's a direction after all, let Qianye investigate it." Closing the folder, Bai Quanyi ordered.

"White Police Watch!"

A woman entered the Metropolitan Police Department's office without authorization and waved at Bai Quanyi.

By the way, the Metropolitan Police Department of Ke Xuejie is not protected against detectives, and they can enter at will.

A well-dressed figure of a woman gradually came into his sight as the steps approached—short ear-length hair, brown T-shirt, blue hot pants, and a pair of black sunglasses pinned to the collar.

"Why are you here again, and you even changed your clothes specially...Who are you?" Bai Quanyi remembered that she had just been here before in the monitor screen.

"My name is Sera Masumi, and I'm a high school student detective."

"Why haven't I heard of you before."

"I emerged after Kudo Shinichi disappeared."

"So that's how it is. Such a big Tokyo cannot live without high school detectives."

After a brief moment of surprise, he extended his hand to her as a gesture of friendship: "However, Detective Shiliang, what are you doing in the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Police Officer Bai, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?"

"Yes. You are the person in charge of this case. I will deliver the materials on behalf of my client."

Shiliang Zhenchun raised the file bag in his hand and handed it to Bai Quanyi: "It contains all the money transaction records of my client, my client's son, daughter-in-law and even his granddaughter."

"Oh? You're very attentive." Compared to Kudo Shinichi who opened his mouth, Sera Masumi seemed extraordinarily reliable.

Bai Quanyi, while concentrating on browsing Sera Zhenchun's information quickly, asked, "Why did Professor Harada find you, a high school student detective?"

"I took the initiative to find Professor Harada. As for the reason, keep it a secret." Shiliang Zhenchun smiled slightly, showing her small canine teeth.

"Detective Shiliang, the information you provided is very helpful. I accept it. Is there anything else?" Bai Quanyi asked.

"Me? I'm fine. I'm just waiting for Mr. Harada Jun to come out and pick him up. According to the law, he can regain his personal freedom in 2 hours." Sera said purely and cheerfully.

Chapter 275 Shiliang is really pure and cute little tiger tooth

There are still two hours before he can pick up someone from get off work, and Shiliang Zhenchun looks at everything around him curiously, so as to hide his sight falling on Bai Quanyi from time to time.

Bai Quanyi didn't pay attention to Shiliang Zhenchun's secret observation at all, he was not very interested in the airport, let alone Shiliang Zhenchun still looked like a tomboy.

Bai Quanyi reviewed the bill provided by Shiliang Zhenchun in his hand again.A record of records made him gradually dispel the idea of ​​"buying murder to kill".

"How is it? Have you found any clues? Police Officer Bai." Shiliang Zhenchun leaned over and asked.

"No, I want to hear, Detective Shiliang, what's your opinion?" Bai Quanyi looked at Shiliang Zhenchun.Thinking about it, Belmode asked him to scum Shiliang Zhenchun before, so he is really not interested.

"Officer Bai, don't forget that the deceased Emi Yukimura also had enemies."

"and then?"

"What then?"

"Sure enough, it's hopeless to count on an unreliable high school detective like you."

"What-... you bastard!"

At this time, Takagi She walked into the office with a pile of materials in the cardboard box.

Takagi's head was covered with sweat. After putting down the cardboard box, he immediately wiped his forehead with a tissue.

"Takagi, what's in your big box?"

"Oh, this? It's the details of a deceased person named Fujiwara Kihara."

Sera Masumi, who was on the side, was shocked when he heard the sound: "Fujiwara Kihara? The bicycle shop owner who was on TV this morning?"

Bai Quanyi raised his eyebrows, took out a piece of information, and quickly browsed: "Fujiwara Kihara, a former teacher of Dongda University, a bicycle fanatic."

"Yeah, I found out that he has a lot of enemies, because he is too irritable, so it's a headache to investigate now." Takagi sighed helplessly.

At the same time, the Harada family.

Professor Harada Hongyi of Dongda University returned to Gahou, sat in his bedroom in silence for a while, looked up out of the window, his expression was filled with a little sadness.

The smoking hand trembled slightly, and the melancholy cigarette butts fell one by one.

On the "Tokyo Daily" placed on the bedside table, the murder case of the former Tokyo University teacher Fujiwara Kihara published in the second edition seemed to be pierced into his chest with a sharp sword, making him more short of breath and coughing continuously.Gloomy look, decadent silver threads.Cigarettes burned out one after another between his fingers, and the lingering smoke gradually covered Harada Hongyi's cloudy eyes.

After a long time, wrinkled fingers made a call on the landline.

"Hello? Hello? Excuse me?"

The phone was connected after a "beep", and a voice that sounded full of anger sounded immediately.

"Ito, it's me, Harada."

"Harada? What's wrong, your voice sounds very strange." The old man named Ito on the other end of the phone was puzzled.

"Did you watch the news? Today's?"

"Not yet, what happened to the news? What happened—"

"Fujiwara is dead."

Elder Ito's doubts stopped abruptly: "What did you say?"

"Fujiwara is dead. He was found dead in the bicycle shop he opened this morning." Sitting on the bedside, Hongyi Harada took a deep breath, and slowly said a person's name: "Ito, do you still remember that old man?" A girl named Yukimura Emi?"

"She...what does she want...?"

After a long time, old man Ito on the other end of the phone spoke.

"She didn't want to do anything because she was dead and my son was a suspect in her murder."

"Dead? You say she's dead? That's fine, we—"

"You wake me up, Ito Hiba!"

Before Ito Hiba finished speaking, he was interrupted by Harada Hongyi's low growl: "Yukimura Emi is dead, my son has become a criminal suspect, even Fujiwara died this morning, what do you think we will do next? Can the two escape?! Who do you think the murderer is after?!"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, don't be so excited Harada." The old man on the other end of the phone sat down on the leather chair, and the pressure of the heavy body on the bearings of the chair made it make an unbearable "creak" sound: "Calm down , The murderer is not necessarily coming for us. If he is coming for us, then why would he kill Yukimura Emi and then blame your son, right? "

"Then what if Yukimura Emi is terminally ill?"

"........."

"You, me, and Fujiwara, we know what shitty things the three of us did back then. If Yukimura Emi got terminally ill, she would very likely pay the three of us at the cost of her few remaining lives. revenge!"

Harada Koki closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then spit flying with excitement: "I have seen the description of the scene and the photos of the deceased, Yukimura Emi died peacefully, and there is no trace of struggle on her body.

Plus Fujiwara's death this morning, don't you understand? "

"...What about the police autopsy results? What did the police say?"

"It's not out yet, but I trust my instincts, trust my judgment."

Harada Hongyi frowned, and there was a convincing firmness in the cloudy eyes: "The deceased Yukimura Emi died in the airport bathroom. This is a place with a lot of traffic, but she died peacefully without any Struggle marks, this is very suspicious."

"Why did your son become a suspect in the murder of Yukimura Emi?" The overwhelmed chair creaked, Ito Hiba pondered for a moment, and asked in a concentrated voice.

"She has an accident insurance, bought a year ago, and the beneficiary is my son."