Chapter 11 Ishizuka Kazuo
The corridor was crowded with people, and Fushimi Lu took her downstairs and sat on a bench beside the cherry blossom tree. Yuan Yuzi swayed on her feet and talked non-stop, almost writing the words "Come on, praise me" on her face.
"...In this way, after some careful reasoning, I narrowed down the general scope of the sender."
"Next, Kawai and I split up. She went to check who made the announcement, while I went to the doorman to check the list of incoming and outgoing items..."
Fushimi Shika interrupted: "Just tell me the result."
"The reasoning process is also very important, there is no patience at all!"
Yuan Yuzi muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said:
"There is no red ink in the list of items, but Kawai found the same brand of Baile brand red ink used in the anonymous letter in the Academic Affairs Office. I asked, and all announcements and official documents need to be polished and copied by a transcriber before they can be released to the public—— That bottle of Baile brand red ink belongs to him.”
Fushimi Shika crossed his fingers, thought for a moment, and asked casually: "Is there anyone else who secretly hides the same brand of red ink?"
Yuan Yuzi raised a finger:
"First, instructors and instructors often raid for prohibited items. Instead of trying to hide red ink, why not just write in black ink or water-based pen from the beginning?"
Then, she raised her second finger:
"Second, although red writing can be seen everywhere in life, it is very troublesome to borrow a bottle of red ink. Most people will not buy red ink unless they have special needs. This shows that red ink is very useful for sending mail. It is an item that people come into contact with frequently, so he used red ink when writing letters. ”
Then, she raised her third finger:
"Thirdly, the sender used Baile brand, and the copyist also used Baile brand. If it is just a coincidence, the probability is too small. After all, most people buy red ink without looking at the brand and choose at will. Purchased.”
Finally, Minamoto Tamako turned her head slightly, looked at Fushimi Lu, and concluded in a low voice: "Although Fushimi-san is good at guessing people's hearts, he is not good at logical reasoning."
Fushimi Shika didn't take it seriously. He only asked more questions to check for any leaks.
"Well, in that case, let's tentatively assume that this copyist is the sender... What is his name?"
"Ishizuka Kazuo," Minamoto Tamako said.
She had just squatted outside the door of the Academic Affairs Office to watch the rape, and hesitated for a long time, not daring to go up and talk to him. Kawai's rest time has just passed, and no one is accompanying her to investigate.
I thought I would have to fight alone, but luckily I met Fushimi-san.
"Speaking of which," her eyes fell on Fushimi Shika's chest: "Why is Fushimi-san sweating so much?"
"Hot."
"Lie!" Yuan Yuzi narrowed her eyes.
Fushimi Lu brushed off the fallen cherry blossoms and stood up: "There are still twenty minutes left in the lunch break. Before class starts, let's find a way to talk to Mr. Ishizuka."
"Ah! The topic was changed so deliberately!" Yuan Yuzi grabbed the corner of his clothes reluctantly.
"Although I pointed out the direction of the investigation, the final result was deduced by Tamako-san. It's really amazing. You will definitely become a famous detective in the police department in the future, right?"
Fushimi Deer made a rainbow fart and beat Minamoto Tamako into confusion. She said with a smile, "No way, no way," and scratched her head in embarrassment, grinning from ear to ear with joy, and threw the doubts behind her.
"Don't be modest anymore. Tamako-san is indeed better in reasoning! It seems that I still have a lot to learn, and I'd like to thank you for where I need to use reasoning."
Fushimi Lu began to praise her and planned to use her as free labor.
"Put it on me!" Yuan Yuzi patted her flat chest, her mood was high, and she looked proud. Fushimi Shikama silently wrote down in his mind "Minamoto Tamako will float when praised", and included it in the "Minamoto Tamako User Manual" in his mind... This guy is really easy to deceive.
He used the rest of his lunch break to chat with cleaners, intern janitors (students), cafeteria ladies and others. Yuan Yuzi followed, always embarrassed to interrupt.
It wasn't until the assembly whistle sounded on the playground that Minamoto Tamako couldn't help but ask on the way: "Didn't you say you want to talk to Mr. Ishizuka?"
“What I said was ‘find a way to talk to him’, which means we can’t talk directly yet. "Fushimi Deer said trotting.
"Why?" Yuan Yuzi looked confused.
"Your emotional intelligence is really low. Don't you have any defense against strangers? How could he tell outsiders this kind of thing casually? Only by collecting intelligence in advance can we have an advantage in negotiations."
Fushimi Lu recalled the history of blood and tears when he was a lawyer. The client had done other bad things and hid them without telling him. When the trial started, the prosecution lawyer came out to kill him. He was not prepared at all - he suffered several losses. After that, he learned to learn the details of the other person before talking.
Yuan Yuzi muttered in a low voice: "You obviously can't even make friends yourself, why do you think I have low emotional intelligence..."
Fushimi Shika didn't hear clearly and didn't care. He went to the playground to gather with Minamoto Tamako. When he passed by Instructor Sakurai, the latter gave him a meaningful look, which sent a chill down his spine.
I don’t know how torturous tomorrow night’s ‘special guidance’ will be...
In the afternoon there is daily training, kendo practice, pistol handling lessons, and classroom lectures. The schedule is to end at 5:30, but in fact, I will practice for an additional two to three hours. A "voluntary running exercise" will be organized before going to bed at night, so the rest time in the middle is only about an hour and a half.
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After Fushimi Shika finished his dinner, he went on to find someone to 'chat' with, asking around for personal information about Ishizuka Kazuo.
With the criminal system, he can see everyone's "bad habits" and can cater to or avoid the other person's sensitive points. The vast majority of people chatted happily with him, allowing him to collect a lot of information without knowing it.
——Ishizuka Kazuo, male, 46 years old, widower, currently living in the staff dormitory of the police academy, and his daily job is to copy and collect file materials.
I heard from the cafeteria aunt that Ishizuka Kazuo actually had a daughter who died unexpectedly sixteen years ago. No one knows the specific situation. They only know that his wife ran away later and he has been living alone since the divorce.
"My work is inconspicuous, and I am usually taciturn. I am completely transparent! If you hadn't mentioned it, little brother, I would have forgotten that there is such a person..."
This is what people around said.
Minamoto Tamako originally wanted to go with Fushimi Lu to inquire about information, but he refused on the grounds that "no one would speak ill of others in front of cute girls." She could only sit in the cafeteria depressed, venting her dissatisfaction on broccoli.
When the cafeteria closed and Minamoto Tamako was kicked out, the Broccoli Bully was still intact. She secretly thought that it was a pity that she could almost eat him. She must eliminate this powerful enemy next time.
By chance, Fushimi Lu came back to meet her after completing his investigation.
As soon as the two met, Fushimi Shika took out four paper balls from his pocket and asked Minamoto Tamako to randomly draw one.
"What is this?"
Yuan Yuzi unfolded the paper ball and found a line of small words written on it. She read it subconsciously:
"Hit and run?"
(End of chapter)