Conan's first love is a profiler

Chapter 25 The Accident of a Romance Novel

They found a neighbor's aunt, who was said to have witnessed Tokuji Imura coming out of her home on the day of her disappearance.

"In the early hours of that day, he came out with an oversized suitcase. I thought he was going on a trip at that time."

As she spoke, the aunt gestured for the size of the suitcase with her hand.

"At that time, Mr. Imura, was there anything different from usual?"

The aunt laughed and said: "It was so dark at that time, and his skin was already a little dark, how could he tell?"

Conan was a little puzzled: "If that's the case, then why do you know that he was the one who came out of the house at that time?"

"Come out of her house, of course I thought it was his man."

It sounds reasonable.

"Then do you remember the time at that time?"

"Monday, March 3. I happened to be on my way to early morning prayers that day, so I remember it well."

Then, Qinghai Chuantang and Conan went to the human resources office and found Tokuji Imura's partner: Motoyama Miracle.

"Mr. Benshan, how long have you been working together?"

"About 15 years."

With that said, Ben Shan miraculously brought teacups for the two of them.

"Ah, uncle, there are a lot of trophies on your table." Conan showed a look of surprise, "And there is a glove hanging on the hook."

"Tell me this." Ben Shan miraculously punched the air a few times, looking very powerful, "I used to practice boxing for a while, but unfortunately I was too busy with work, so I had to put this hobby on hold."

"Mr. Benshan, do you remember the last time you saw each other, when was it?"

"The night before his disappearance, around 9 o'clock, I saw him go home."

The two came to a library again. It is said that Tokuji Imura would come to borrow books every Saturday.

And the librarians here also have some impressions of him, after all, he is too regular.Moreover, he was also one of the people who knew about Tokuji Imura's disappearance.

"How did you know about Mr. Imura's disappearance?"

"Because there happened to be some books that were not returned when the time came, so I called and asked them one by one." After he finished speaking, he sighed: "When he called, his wife cried so hard, I don’t even have the nerve to mention returning the book.”

"Then do you still remember what kind of books Mr. Imura usually borrows?"

"A romance novel."

After leaving the library, Qinghai Chuantang became more and more strange, and couldn't help saying: "He must have an extramarital affair."

Conan was startled by these words and almost fell to the ground.

He turned his head, with a speechless expression on his face, and there seemed to be a little more doubt: "You guy, are you really a profiler? Just because you often borrow romance novels, you think you're having an affair? That's too arbitrary. "

"It is because I am a profiler that I think so. A 43-year-old man is past the age of reading romance novels. Although it is not ruled out that some people like it, such examples are rare. Wife and daughter By my side, there are more family and responsibilities, and socializing with friends, rather than yearning for some sweet love when I was still in school. The most important point is that we didn’t find any books in the warehouse at that time. "

"It does make sense to say that. But more importantly, even though it has been seven years, everyone still remembers it clearly, as if it happened yesterday."

Therefore, this is by no means a simple disappearance case.

Qinghai Chuantang was not surprised.

"Of course it's not a simple disappearance case. According to the Sichuan West police officer, that case was treated as a homicide case. It's just that no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find the body, so they put the case on hold."

Kawanishi Mugui was the person in charge of the case at the time.

Seven years ago, he was still in the Metropolitan Police Department and was demoted due to a mistake in his work.After that, with his outstanding performance, he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department.

"According to the Kawanishi police officer, the time of disappearance was March 2011, 3, Sunday. The time of report was March 20, and the person who made the report was Mr. Imura's daughter."

"Wait!" Conan interrupted her, "Didn't the neighbor say that the missing day was March 3st? Why did the Sichuan police officer say it was March 21th? And he told his daughter after a few days, It's kind of weird anyway."

"It was Ms. Rinka who told him that maybe he accidentally misremembered the date at the time, and this is not a suspicious point."

As if taking revenge on the other party, he said this on purpose.

Of course, she is not a person who is impulsive, "The time interval may be the time used to dispose of the corpse. After all, it was too dark at that time, so it cannot be guaranteed that it is Mr. Imura himself. In addition, the neighbor said that the other party took a special corpse at that time. The large suitcase is probably the tool used to carry the corpse."

"By the way, the Kawanishi police officer also told me one thing at that time, saying that Ms. Momoyo, Motoyama's wife, might know something. She and Mr. Imura are in the same church, and Mr. Imura and his friends often go to the church she opened. Eat at a restaurant. The name of the restaurant is 'Minoshita Raku', and it's just a few streets away."

Kinoshita Le is hidden in the alley, if you don't observe carefully, you may not notice it at all.Because it was too hidden, it gave people an illusion that it didn't seem like they really wanted to do business.

Momoyo Motoyama seemed to have just returned to the restaurant.

"Ms. Momoyo, when was the last time you saw the missing Mr. Imura?"

"I don't remember much."

She wiped the countertop quickly,
"Is that any different from usual?"

"It seems to be nothing."

When answering, Motoyama hesitated for a moment.

"Do you like reading novels?"

On the table next to it, there are several books.

"Yes, romance novels."

"Then you often meet Mr. Imura?"

"No." Momoyo Motoyama was taken aback for a moment, and stopped his movements, "Why do I meet him so often?"

After finishing speaking, he resumed his movements in his hands.

The countertop, which has been wiped several times, is still being wiped repeatedly, as if it wants to polish it as bright as a mirror.

"However, I heard that the two often go to church."

"This is a frequent meeting in the church. After all, we are in the same church and cannot be avoided."

Before Momomoto could finish speaking, the door was opened.

I saw Benshan standing at the door with a miraculous expression on his face, "What are you doing? It happened many years ago, why are you still pestering me!"

"I, I don't know anything."

After saying that, Motoyo Motoyama came out from the counter, pushed the two of them outside, and said, "Let's go, let's go."

After they left, the door of Kinoshita Raku's restaurant was closed.

The two did not go far, but hid around the corner.

Qinghai Chuantang took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"What are you doing?"

Conan seemed a little strange.

"Call the police. The Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department has a special team to deal with domestic violence incidents. Kid Conan, don't you find anything strange?"

"Of course I found out the doubt, but Ms. Momoyo doesn't have any bruises on her body."

Conan was even more suspicious.

"It's called life experience, little kid. Hello. Yes, I want to report the crime."

For a long time in the past, the issue of domestic violence has been a tangled issue. The reason given is simple and seems familiar: it is inconvenient to intervene in other people's family affairs.

Today is different from the past. With the increasingly serious problem of domestic violence, this situation has gradually changed.In Tokyo, as long as the police receive a call, they will arrive in the shortest possible time.

Domestic violence may develop into homicide in the future.Whether it is yourself, or your children, family members, colleagues... may be victimized.

The nervousness, fear, and panic that Motoyama Momoyo felt when he saw his husband. Obviously, this is not the first time.

"Ben Shan is amazing, you have been arrested under the Spousal Violence Prevention Act and the crime of assault."

Even if he came sooner, I'm afraid that by then, he would already be on his way to the hospital.

There were many bruises on the corners of Momomoto Motoyama's mouth and arms, and there were still blood stains at the corners of his mouth.

It's really tough.

"Article 15 of the crime of injury in the Criminal Code, 'Whoever injures the body of another person shall be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not more than 50 years or a fine of not more than [-] yen'. But don't worry, I know a lawyer named 'Fei Yingli' , I will definitely try to get you sentenced to more than ten years."

Benshan was forced to kneel on the ground miraculously, his hands were twisted behind his back, and he kept yelling "let go".

Of course she will let go.

Three minutes later, the police arrived, and Ben Shan finally got his wish.But soon, he was put on cold handcuffs again.

What awaits him will be the sanction of the law.

Afterwards, an ambulance arrived quickly and took Motoyama Momoyo to the hospital.

Seven years ago, in the same hospital, Motoyama’s excuse was that he accidentally fell down.

At that time, the injury was even more serious than it is now.

She has been to the hospital more than once, and even some doctors and nurses think her face is familiar.

The next day, when Qinghai Chuantang and Conan saw her again, they were in the inquiry room.

She moved out of her home and temporarily lived in a private shelter.After that, with the help of the police, they will find a new residence.

"You should know what your husband did to Mr. Imura, right? At that time, a large amount of Mr. Imura's blood was detected on the clothes worn by Mr. Motoyama."

Motoyama Momoyo looked at him, then slowly lowered his head.

"During the work, I helped the injured Mr. Imura, so the blood was stained on the clothes. You stated that at the time, am I right?"

Obvious lie.

"Ms. Momoyo, may I ask you to tell the truth now?"

Motoyama hesitated for a moment, but the fear still remained in his heart.

"My husband hit Mr. Imura." She looked up at the person sitting opposite her, her voice trembling: "I saw them both coming out of the church together."

What happened after that is self-evident.

"He's very suspicious of his wife. It's crazy to be the object of his suspicions, whether it's a man or a woman. I stay in restaurants or at home except for church on Sundays. I can't go anywhere else. .”

Restraining and suppressing made her feel suffocated, almost out of breath.

(End of this chapter)