This man is a demon

"Someone saw you often having lunch with Kurumi." Shangshan hugged him and said, "Please ask for me how much the service costs. Don't worry, you won't be treated unfairly."

As he spoke, he straightened his back and showed a wretched look on his face: "When the time comes, I'll pay for your share of the money, and the three of us can play together."

After he finished speaking, seeing that Beichuan Qiu was embarrassed and silent, he said, "Hey, you shouldn't refuse the request of your senior."

Beichuan Qiu's face flushed, his legs trembled slightly, and he seemed to want to refute, but under Shangshan's gaze, he lowered his voice: "Okay...Okay, I'll ask."

"Don't try to fool around, senior." The shirt-shirted thug patted him on the back and said, "I'll wait for your results after get off work today. Don't let you down, senior."

He chuckled and left the office.

The short man he had just spoken to came closer.

"That guy Shangshan is annoying, isn't he?" The short teacher spoke in a low voice, staring at the door cautiously, afraid of being heard: "He likes to act like a senior. Last month, he was investigated by the police for stalking Teacher Kurumi. Because there is no evidence, there is nothing they can do to him."

"Everyone hates him, so are we just going to let him be like this?" asked Kitagawa Aki.

The short teacher shook his head: "He seems to have won the city's gold medal, and was invited by the council member Shiina Tomoko. You will always encounter such annoying guys in the workplace. You should be careful. The teacher he targeted last time has already resigned."

He said, patting Kitagawa Aki's shoulder with a helpless look on his face.

Beichuan Qiu has only been here for a month, and is mainly helping other teachers organize courseware.

The morning passed quickly. After buying some bread from a convenience store, he took out his cell phone and made a call. Then he took out the SIM card, broke it into pieces, and threw it down the drain.

After I finished, I went to the health room and it was empty.

"Have you been bullied by that guy Uesugi?" A gentle female voice came from behind Kitagawa Aki.

Beichuan Qiu turned around and smiled innocently: "No, Senior Shangshan is also a very good person. He taught me some work skills, which benefited me a lot."

Imai Kurumi walked over with a lunch box in her hand and a smile on her face.

She looks less than 30 years old. Her long hair completely covers the left half of her face. The remaining hair is tied into a ponytail and falls on her shoulders, which is very fashionable.

The white short-sleeved shirt was stretched out by her overly plump chest, and the buttons seemed like they would suddenly fall off.

A dark knee-length barrel skirt, black stockings, and black half-heeled shoes.

He was wearing a reassuring white coat.

Occasionally, when she bent over, Kitagawa Aki could vaguely see the bra underneath through the opening of her shirt, with its mature black lace edge.

"You are too honest. You will be bullied." Imai Kurumi gave him a reproachful look, like an elder caring about a relative's child: "Anyway, don't let that kind of person lead you astray."

"I understand, Kurumi-senpai." Kitagawa Aki smiled innocently. He noticed a job posting on the computer on his desk: "Senior, do you want to change jobs?"

"Well, if you work in a job for a long time, you will want to change places." Imai Kurumi's eyes flashed dimly, she sat back in her office chair, closed the page, and soon smiled and said, "You will have no place to eat Chinese food in the future, so cherish the present~"

"I'll treat Kurumi-senpai to Chinese food. After all, I'm new here and you've been helping me." Kitagawa Aki looked at her long legs wrapped in transparent black stockings and said carefully, "I heard there's a good restaurant nearby, but I'm embarrassed to go there alone."

Imai Kurumi's eyes flashed with hesitation, and she quickly shook her head, "How can I use my juniors to treat me?"

Just then, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Several staff members ran in with terrified faces, shouting as they ran: "Quick, call an ambulance, Shangshan fell from the fifth floor rooftop, and he's bleeding, a lot of blood!"

Chapter 3: Fellow Student

The teacher's office has now become a temporary examination room.

"Hello, I am the Criminal Division Patrolman, Soichiro Okamoto." Soichiro stood tall and had a bright smile, like someone who had walked out of a propaganda poster posted outside the police station, making people trust him. He asked Kitagawa Aki:

"Don't be nervous. I hope you can tell me whether Shangshan behaved abnormally when you last saw him?"

"No...no." After answering, Beichuan Qiu immediately lowered his head, his face pale, and his hands were in a panic, not knowing where to put them.

Imai Kurumi was sitting next to him. Seeing his expression, she reached out and held his hand, causing him to stop shaking.

"Xiao Qiu, if you know anything, just tell the police officer the truth. Don't be nervous."

Both of them were in the health room at the time of the incident and were witnesses to each other, so they were questioned together.

Beichuan Qiu bit his lip and still shook his head: "I really don't know anything."

Upon hearing this, Soichiro narrowed his eyes and glanced at the policewoman standing behind him.

The policewoman was in her twenties, with long hair tied into a ponytail, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a tall figure. She looked heroic in her straight police uniform.

She saw the look in Soichiro's eyes, put down the notebook, and said to Kitagawa Akira: "If you have clues and choose to hide them, we can suspect that you are involved in this murder case and take you back to the police station for 24-hour cooperation in the investigation."

Her voice was stern and her starry eyes stared at Beichuan Qiu, giving off an invisible sense of oppression.

Beichuan Qiu's feet trembled under the table and he began to breathe heavily.

Imai Kurumi saw this, anger flashed in her eyes, and she looked at the policewoman: "Is this how the police handle cases? He just came to our school for internship a month ago, and he doesn't know Shangshan at all. I will go to your police station to complain about you."

The female police officer was not afraid of her threats: "My name is Nana Matsushima. If you have any opinions about my case handling process, you can complain at any time. Before that, please answer my questions."

She opened the notebook in her hand and said, "We found out that the deceased Shang Shan had pursued you, and you even called the police and claimed that Shang Shan was stalking you."

"I'm sorry, you're also a suspect."

"I didn't kill him!" Anger flashed in Kurumi Imai's eyes, and the eye that was not covered by her hair stared at the policewoman.

"I'm sorry, we need to investigate your suspicion before we can confirm it." Matsushima Nana ignored Imai Kurumi, whose face was full of anger, and turned to look at Kitagawa Aki:

"If you don't want innocent people to be suspected of being the murderer, tell me what you know. Even if you don't tell us, we can still investigate it. But then, we will prosecute you for harboring a criminal."

Beichuan Qiu held his head, finally unable to bear the pressure: "I didn't kill him, I just wanted to kill him, but I really didn't kill him!"

Imai Kurumi also looked at him in surprise.

"It's okay, Qiu, just tell me anything, we police will protect you." Soichiro's voice is very magnetic, and he is more trustworthy than Matsushima Nana's stern voice.

"I met Senior Kamishima in the office this morning. He..." Kitagawa Aki didn't dare to look at Imai Kurumi, and told the two policemen what happened in the morning in a halting manner.

Soichiro and Matsushima Nana looked at each other and saw a message in each other's eyes.

"Uesugi definitely didn't commit suicide."

"Don't worry, Qiu, we believe you. What else do you know?" Soichiro continued to ask.

Just then, a cell phone ring interrupted their conversation.

Nana Matsushima frowned, picked up the phone, said a few words to the other end, and her face instantly became extremely ugly.

She seemed to want to argue, but the other end had already hung up.

"What's the matter?" Soichiro also noticed something was wrong and frowned.

Nana Matsushima leaned close to his ear and whispered in a low voice.

Soichiro's expression changed several times, and finally he sighed softly, turned to Kitagawa Aki and Imai Kurumi and said:

"We have just found Shangshan's suicide note. He owed a loan shark to the underworld and was unable to repay it. He received a debt collection call at noon, so he chose to jump off the building and commit suicide."

He stood up and bowed deeply to the two men. "I'm sorry to have brought you an unpleasant experience."

"Suicide?" Imai Kurumi had a look of disbelief and a dazed look on her face, but she seemed obviously relieved.

Beichuan Qiu opened his mouth wide, at a loss.

Soichiro glanced at the two people's faces, memorized their expressions, stood up, and said to Matsushima Nana:

"let's go."

Neither of them spoke as they walked out of the department store. The cordon in front of the door had not yet been removed.

It tells that there was a dead person who was smashed to pieces here.

The midday sun shines on my face, but I can't feel a trace of warmth.

"What do you think?" Soichiro asked.

"It's definitely not suicide." Nana Matsushima shook her head. "This doesn't match the behavior pattern of a suicide victim. Besides, the debt collector said that his phone was lost and he didn't make any calls."

"Of course the debt collector won't admit it, but this can't be used as evidence." Soichiro shook his head: "The camera also captured that he went to the rooftop alone."

"But the camera on the rooftop broke a month ago." Matsushima Nana said coldly: "The perpetrator must have prepared it in advance."

When she said this, her tone obviously hesitated for a moment. It took too long to prepare a month in advance.

And there is no guarantee that it will not be repaired during this time.

"All the evidence proves that Shangshan committed suicide." Soichiro looked up at the sky: "Whether it's the motive for suicide or the suicide note, everything is clear."

"Besides, a heinous murder case just happened the day before yesterday, and the police department didn't want to cause any more trouble, hoping to quickly close the case as suicide. In this case, even if we have suspicions, there is no reason to continue investigating."

He turned to look at Nana Matsushima after he finished speaking: "Besides, a scum like Uesugi harassed, threatened, and stalked single mothers. The law cannot punish him. He deserved to die. Everyone hopes he committed suicide."

"I can't accept it." Nana Matsushima shook her head: "If he is guilty, he should be punished by law. This is not a reason to kill. Killing is a crime. I should find the murderer and bring him to justice."

"Then you should work hard to climb up, and then try to change." Soichiro patted her shoulder and said, "Let's go back to the bureau to close the case."

Nana Matsushima looked reluctant, but she had no choice but to follow him.

"Ding Dong." The sound of a cell phone message rang out inside Soichiro's police uniform.

He picked up the phone, clicked on the screen, and his expression began to become subtle.

"Minister, are there any new clues?" Nana Matsushima came over and asked.

"Oh, no, before questioning the testimony, I asked a friend in the bureau to help me with the personal file." Soichiro looked strange and handed the phone to Matsushima Nana: "The boy named Kitagawa Aki turned out to be your fellow student."

"How is this possible?" Matsushima Nana's pretty face was full of disbelief.

Chapter 4 Milf Boss

The photo on the phone screen was the unremarkable boy from before.

He was wearing a pair of thick-bottomed black-framed glasses and had a silly smile on his face.

Kitagawa Aki graduated from Waseda University, Faculty of Law.

"Two years younger than me." Matsushima Nana checked it over and over again and confirmed that it was internal information of the police system.

She still couldn't connect this ordinary boy with the top student of the law department of Hayato University.

"Did you see anything?" Soichiro asked.

Nana Matsushima shook her head. "Too ordinary. Ordinary club, ordinary grades, ordinary evaluations, ordinary information. Do you suspect there is something wrong with him?"

Soichiro was silent for a while and then shook his head: "No, if he planned everything, then there is no need to tell us about Shangshan's performance this morning."

"If he doesn't provide any clues, then this is a perfect crime. But would a top student from your law department become a teacher at a private high school like this?"

"I haven't heard of it." Matsushima Nana shook her head: "Usually they go into the lawyer, prosecutor, or police system. Of course, occasionally there are some people who are socially anxious or have mental illnesses."

"After interacting with him, I felt that he was just average, but I didn't think he had any mental illness."

"I watched a movie a few days ago," Soichiro suddenly said, "In order to commit crimes better, the criminals signed up to become police officers and learned about the police system from the inside."

After he finished speaking, he saw Matsushima Nana's already serious face gradually tightening.

"I just think the atmosphere is too heavy, don't take it seriously." Soichiro waved his hand quickly: "Reality is not a movie, let's go, let's go back to the bureau and close the case."

Nana Matsushima turned her head, took a deep look at the department store, then looked at the cordon on the ground, and finally turned around and followed Soichiro into the police car.

In the health room.

"I'm sorry, Sister Liu Mei, I shouldn't have spread the rumors that Shangshan said." Beichuan Qiu lowered his head.

Imai Kurumi didn't answer immediately. She turned her head and raised the corners of her mouth with a strange charm that he had never seen before: "It's not a rumor."

A woman in her thirties is at her most charming.

Her long legs in black stockings suddenly switched positions and overlapped, her high heels slipping a little from her heels and dangling on her toes.

"Ah?" Beichuan Qiu opened his mouth wide, his eyes wide open, disbelief and disillusionment written all over his face.

“Hahaha!” Imai Kurumi hugged her abdomen and laughed so hard that her body shook. “It’s this kind of tangled expression, it’s so wonderful.”

"W...what?" Beichuan Qiu looked confused.

Imai Kurumi laughed for a while, then finally stopped and flicked his forehead with her hand: "Really, I'm a single mother, it's normal for there to be such rumors."

"There are people who can either think ill of others or help those in need with the greatest kindness."

"Oh." Beichuan Qiu nodded.

After the police left, Imai Kurumi seemed to be in a very good mood. She took a plastic cup from the side, took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it for herself:

"Of course, it's not because I want to be a virgin. If I can relax a little, I'd be happy to do that."