Chapter 21 Evidence Forgery Lv8
"Buying a murderer to kill: mission accomplished"
"Chizuru Sakurai: The Sin Has Been Cleared"
"Nagano Kawai: The Sin Has Been Cleared"
"Rewards are being distributed..."
……
Fushimi Shika couldn't care less about counting. With a thought in his mind, he closed the subtitles in front of him and reached out to pat Nagano Kawai's face.
"Hey, don't worry, I have something very important to ask you."
"What...what?"
Kawai raised his head and coughed up another mouthful of blood. She estimated that her right lung had been punctured, and her breathing made a sticky rumble.
"Should I surrender?" Fushimi Shika asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand? If I call someone now, you still have a chance to rescue me, so I can only choose between surrendering or escaping."
Fushimi Lu pointed at Sakurai Chizuru's body and said sternly: "Legally, even if the person is about to die, the last stabbing is considered intentional homicide, which deprives the other party of the chance of rescue. If this case goes to trial, , you will most likely just get a suspended sentence..."
Kawai interrupted weakly:
"Are you memorizing a legal case? Am I asking you this? Are you kidding me? Even if I ask you to surrender, you won't go, right?"
Before she came, she took some stimulants to prevent herself from being too weak to take action. During the war, Japan mass-produced and used certain chemicals (river crabs) as military stimulants, which spread among civilians after the war. The drug was taking effect now, allowing her to stay conscious before she died.
"I will go, I am a lawyer after all..." Fushimi Lu paused: "I used to be."
"Then why are you laughing?" Kawai asked.
"Huh?"
What are you laughing at...
Fushimi Lu subconsciously touched his face. The uneven touch from his fingertips made him realize that he was actually smiling.
Kawai continued to ask: "There were only five bullets in the gun chamber... Where did the sixth bullet that penetrated Instructor Sakurai's head come from?"
She coughed twice, held on and said: "You brought a bullet yourself, right? You guy has already had murderous intentions..."
Fushimi Lu didn't know how to answer.
He originally wanted to argue that he only brought a bullet for self-defense; or he wanted to explain that he just collected it as a work of art... But no matter how he tried to argue, it all seemed weak in the face of the facts.
He can deceive others, but not himself.
Seeing the smile on his face fade, Nagano Kawai suddenly said: "That's great."
"Where's better?" Fushimi Lu asked.
A smile appeared on Kawai's face: "Minamoto Tamako and I once agreed that if anyone encounters an accident, we must leave a code at the scene... Ahem, for example, bloody handprints on the ground and the missing little finger means that an acquaintance committed the crime. ...But it’s no longer useful.”
"Why?" Fushimi Shika said.
Kawasaki didn't answer, her eyes began to wander: "Before I met Yuan Yuzi, I often had nightmares. I dreamed that my brother died in front of my eyes, and he and Yasha stood beside me, saying that they would let me suffer the torture of killing... …”
"However, after meeting Minamoto Tamako, I dreamed of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. He said that one cannot become a Buddha until hell is empty... Do you understand? You can understand, right? In the mortal hell, where demons and monsters harm innocent people, He chooses I'm going to clean up the filth in the world..."
"Minamoto Tamako will definitely become a famous police representative representing law and justice in the future. I believe in her. She will definitely become a signpost that everyone looks up to."
"On this long road, someone always needs to clean up the dirt for her. I am burdened with narrow guilt, but you are different. Your hatred is purer than mine... Compared to a half-hearted person like me, you are more suitable. Her defender.”
"Don't surrender...I voluntarily give up rescue..."
Nagano Kawai was already unconscious, and confused hallucinations followed one after another. She saw her brother who had been dead for many years, gently hugged her shoulders, and comforted her by saying that you have worked hard for so many years.
"Go and kill all those demons in human skin." The moment she finished speaking, Kawai saw a pair of ferocious pupils, and she realized that she had awakened an incredible monster.
——It’s really, really good.
……
Fushimi Shika stretched out his hand to test for pulse, but the girl's heart had stopped beating.
What kind of defenders, who clean up the filth in the world, talk to themselves and let others bear some unnecessary responsibilities... Who will take it to heart!
Can a little white rabbit like Yuan Tamako become a famous police officer in this era of rampant gangsters? Don't make people laugh! He's not interested at all in what that guy's future holds!
Fushimi Lu stood up and stood there for a long time to calm down his mixed emotions.
"The matter has come to this, we can only find a way to cover it up..."
He looked around the scene, sorting out the current situation in his mind.
It is now 6:11 in the afternoon. In forty minutes, it will be the ‘voluntary running time’ and the squad leader will call the roll call. It rained today, so the running exercise was cancelled, but there was still a dormitory roll call at 10:30.
Check out the 16-9 book bar to see the correct version!
Excluding the time to walk back to bed, he had four hours left to arrange the scene.
Fushimi Shika took a deep breath and told himself that there was nothing to be nervous about. It was not the first time that evidence had been destroyed, so just keep it the same as before...
Right now, there are two fatal pieces of evidence:
——Fingerprints on the gun and blood stains on the bullet.
The former can be wiped off, but the latter is more troublesome.
The bullet grazed his ear and spattered a small amount of blood on the bench. No matter how clean he wipes, he will still be detected by the luminol reaction.
Besides, the wound on his ear was too obvious. Once the police compare ballistic trajectories and injuries, he won't be able to rely on it.
Fushimi Lu set Minamoto Tamako as his imaginary enemy. He sat on the bench and kept simulating various possibilities in his mind. However, the more he deduced, the heavier his mood became.
If the first crime scene is re-forged by moving the body, it will definitely be exposed by Minamoto Tamako;
If you use the method of creating a secret room to cover up the proof of the existence of a third party, you will definitely be discovered by Minamoto Tamako...
He rejected countless possibilities one by one, and then he realized how strong Minamoto Tamako's reasoning ability was.
"In this case, there is nothing we can do..."
Fushimi Lu sighed, and with a thought in his mind, a personal panel appeared in front of his eyes.
"Name: Fushimi Deer"
「Age: 23」
"Personal attributes: Intelligence A, Willpower A, Endurance A, Strength C, Speed C"
"Personal skills: Cooking Lv1, Negotiation and Debate Lv7, Logical Integration Lv8, Evidence Forgery Lv6, Tracking Lv1, Lockpicking Lv1, Grasping Lv3"
「Attribute point balance: 0」
"Skill point balance: 2"
The skill points rewarded by the system are explained in subtitles. They can only be used to improve skill levels; if you want to improve personal attributes, you need to use attribute points.
Fushimi deer originally planned to add some to the "cooking dishes". When I get home from get off work, I can cook two side dishes and have a glass of home-brewed wine. Wouldn’t it be a wonderful life?
But now the situation is urgent and he cannot be willful. With regret, he raised "Evidence Forgery" from Level 6 to Level 8.
A wave of warmth surged from his brain and quickly spread to his limbs. Fushimi Shika stood up, crossed his fingers and pushed forward, his joints crackling.
"It's time to put some pressure on those tax thieves."
(End of chapter)