Chapter 13 I’m sorry you’re not my type
Fushimi Shika stared at the man in front of him. He was mediocre in appearance, with heavy wrinkles on his forehead. His eyebrows and droopy eye corners made his facial features look very lackluster.
Because of the short and flat bridge of his nose, his glasses always slide down, and he raises his hand to push the lenses from time to time, showing a timid temperament.
"Crime Index: 12%"
"Vice habit: being a bad person"
"Clear Reward: Clear Ishizuka Kazuo's sins, and you can obtain the LV1 handwriting imitation technique"
……
Fushimi Shika thought for a moment, said, "I'm sorry to bother you, we'll keep it a secret," and stood up to leave.
"Eh? Are you leaving now?"
Minamoto Tamako turned her head three times at a time, and inadvertently glanced at Kazuo Ishizuka, who immediately looked away with a guilty conscience.
Fushimi Shika walked quickly through the corridor and said as he walked: "Something is not quite right."
Kazuo Ishizuka's sin value is too low, at least lower than that of ordinary people. What's more, his vice is to be a bad guy, so what he said is most likely true.
"What's wrong?" Yuan Yuzi was confused: "What's wrong?"
"I don't know." Fushimi Shika couldn't tell, but he had a vague intuition based on his past experience.
"Then let's figure it out from the beginning!" Minamoto Tamako suggested: "When I get stuck in a reasoning puzzle, I will sort out my ideas from the beginning."
The two of them went downstairs, and the sound of Class B's drill chants came from the playground. The cherry blossom trees in the side courtyard were in full bloom. They sat on the bench under the tree, Yuan Yuzi pinched her fingers and started combing:
"The cause is an anonymous letter. The squad leader is helping instructor Sakurai secretly trace the origin of the anonymous letter..."
"Then we went to the night detective's office and we found letters containing threats of revenge and accusations of murder..."
"Then came the special red ink. Through the red ink, we identified the sender as Ishizuka Kazuo..."
"In the end, Mr. Ishizuka admitted everything and confessed his revenge plan. It can be said that the truth came out..."
……
Yuan Tamako deduced all the way and concluded: "There is no problem."
She turned around and saw Fushimi Shika with a confused look on his face. She didn't know what he was thinking.
"I know where the problem is." Fushimi crossed his fingers and kept twirling his thumbs, which was his habitual movement when thinking.
"Say it quickly!" Yuan Yuzi wanted to know where there were loopholes in his reasoning process.
“It’s so smooth.”
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"It's so smooth. It's almost like an intellectual puzzle." Fushimi Shika's interest was piqued, and he finally began to take this 'case' seriously.
"This shows that my reasoning is perfect!" Yuan Yuzi felt that he was nitpicking.
"You have never been exposed to a real case. The investigation process is not from A to B, but looking for puzzle pieces in chaos. When one clue can directly lead to another clue, there is a 90% probability that it is fake. , the correlation between the two clues is an extremely rare coincidence that only appears in detective novels.”
This is Fushimi Shika’s experience.
Yuan Yuzi was quite dissatisfied and said: "Have you ever been exposed to a real case?"
"Of course, I..."
Fushimi Shika was thinking about other things, and he accidentally let it slip. He coughed twice tactically, changed the subject and said:
"Instructor Sakurai was hired as an instructor five years ago, and Kazuo Ishizuka has worked at the police academy for eight years. They have been living in peace for so many years. Why did Kazuo Ishizuka suddenly want to take revenge on her recently?" Hearing this, Yuan Yuzi bit her thumb and frowned:
"This is indeed a doubtful point, but didn't you say it before? The criminal himself is the most uncertain factor of chaos. Maybe he just acted on a whim... Who can say for sure?"
Fushimi Shika didn't object.
In fact, he didn't care about the truth at all, nor did he care about who killed whom. He just wanted to get dirty information about instructor Sakurai so that the pervert could use the weapon against him.
On the contrary, Yuan Yuzi was very concerned about the hit-and-run case sixteen years ago.
When an innocent girl was hit and killed by a car, someone had to be held responsible. How could the murderer be allowed to escape justice? Even if the victim's family has given up on pursuing responsibility, even if the fifteen-year prosecution period has passed, she still wants to bring the murderer to justice!
The two of them fell silent at the same time, racking their brains to think. The surroundings were so quiet that only the wind was talking.
A whistle for disbandment came from the playground in the distance, and the students from Class B dispersed in twos and threes.
After a while, Yuan Yuzi's vision suddenly went dark, and a joyful shout came from behind: "Guess who I am!"
Kawai stood behind the bench and reached out to cover Minamoto Tamako's eyes.
"Really, I'm not in the mood to play with this right now," Minamoto Tamako turned away from Kawai's hand, folded her arms across her chest, and said with a frown, "We are thinking about very serious things now!"
"Eh? Are you still thinking about the anonymous letter?" Kawai held the back of the chair with one hand, turned over flexibly, and sat down next to Minamoto Tamoko: "Is there any progress?"
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Minamoto Tamako told everything about Ishizuka Kazuo's confession, and the latter looked surprised: "Is it true? Did Instructor Sakurai really kill anyone?"
Then, with a look of resentment on her face, she hit her knees with both fists and said: "Those who hit and run like this are the most disgusting! They must be caught and sentenced to death! Death penalty!"
Hearing this, Fushimi Lu subconsciously glanced at the top of her head.
"Crime Index: 15%"
"Vice habit: superstitious belief in ghosts and gods"
"Clear Reward: If you clear Nagano Kawai's sins, you can obtain the LV1 Lockpicking Technique"
The criminal index is average, but the evil habit of "superstitious ghosts and gods" makes him a little concerned.
Seeing Fushimi Shika's scrutinizing gaze, Minamoto Tamoko quickly defended her friend: "Kawago's family runs a temple, and her father is the abbot of the temple, so she hates the evil act of killing, and..."
Minamoto Tamako's words stopped abruptly and she glanced back at Kawai. There were some things she didn't know if she could say.
"It's okay, Yuzi's friends are also my friends," Kawai patted her head and took the initiative to explain: "I used to have a younger brother who died in a car accident, so I hate hit-and-run criminals."
She paused and asked curiously: "But how did you deduce that Mr. Ishizuka's daughter died in a car accident?"
Yuan Yuzi scratched the tip of her small nose with her fingers and whispered: "It's because of the cigarette."
"Huh? What do you mean?" Kawai looked confused.
"Fushimi-san wrote a lot of paper balls and asked me to randomly pick a way to die," Minamoto Tamako stammered in defense: "No, but luck is also a part of strength! Haha, you're right, Fushimi Jun?”
"Indeed."
Fushimi deer rested his elbows on his knees, leaned forward slightly, and stared into Kawai's eyes: "However, there is one thing that I am a little concerned about."
"What's the matter?" Kawai crossed his arms and said, "You don't want to confess to me, right? I'm so sorry, you're not my type!"
Fushimi Shika turned a deaf ear and asked calmly: "Didn't you say that your father is a locksmith?"
(End of chapter)