The sixth man of Conan's police academy

Chapter 501 The creation of TV series comes from reality

"Have you nothing to say?"

"Hey?"

Sanada Takashi looked confusedly at Onizawa Takashi who asked him, what did he mean? Is he still willing to believe what he said?

Thinking of this, there was a sense of sadness at the tip of his nose. His most trusted girlfriend had now imposed all the crimes on him, and the one who was willing to listen to his explanation at this time was the criminal police officer handling the case whom he met for the first time.

Sanada Takashi suddenly wanted to cry, but he knew that he had to calm down and speak properly now. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, put his head on the bed with a serious expression, and said seriously: "Mr. Police Officer, I first apologize for obstructing official duties. I’m really sorry!”

"If you're sorry, let's talk about it later. Can you tell me what you plan to say first?"

"I lied. I did not hurt my father. Likewise, my father never domestically abused me. The reason why I lied was because of my girlfriend Tomoko Akiyama, who was the one who killed my father."

At this point, Sanada Takashi couldn't raise his head in shame. He said softly: "The reason why I agreed to act in this play is because I owe a sum of money... and I want to use the inheritance left by my father to repay it."

Tomoko Akiyama, who had not spoken for a long time, rushed forward and tried to grab Takashi Sanada by the collar. Fortunately, Yuna Hayasaka reacted very quickly. She directly used the grappling technique to press Akiyama against the wall without scolding her coldly. The other party yelled loudly: "You are talking nonsense!!! I did not kill anyone!!!"

The originally Wenjing face was instantly distorted, and an unprecedented ferocious expression was reflected in Sanada Takashi's pupils. He never thought that his girlfriend still had such a side.

The cute way he acts coquettishly while trying to buy a brand-name bag, the way he pouts like a cat and kisses him when he wants to eat dessert, and... the terrifying way he reveals his ferocious face at this moment.

Sanada Takashi shrank back in fear, he couldn't believe that this was his girlfriend.

"The police are not fools. Your shoddy performance is just a joke in my eyes." Ritsu Sasashima took out his mobile phone to adjust the screenshot of the painting, and smiled: "Do you have any impression of this painting?"

After seeing the screenshot, Tomoko Akiyama's face gradually turned pale. She didn't dare to linger on the screen of the mobile phone. She lowered her eyes and said indifferently: "I don't know, I have no impression, and I haven't seen it."

Even Mie's denial could not deny the fact that she had seen it. Ritsu Sasashima adjusted the next photo without any haste. This time, he did not show it to Tomoko Akiyama, but handed it to Takashi Sanada.

He raised his brows slightly and asked aloud: "When you move this painting, is it before you leave?"

Sanada Takashi nodded vigorously and said with certainty: "Yes, the ambulance had arrived downstairs at the apartment. When she saw it, she asked me to lie on the ground and pretend to be in pain. Then she prepared to go downstairs from the fire escape. Before leaving, I I saw with my own eyes that she hurriedly found a painting and hung it up."

"Are you wearing gloves?"

After recalling it carefully, Sanada Takashi said with a smile on his face: "No! She was not wearing gloves at the time. Because she was preparing to leave, she took off her gloves and stuffed them into her bag. She also took away the murder weapon. It’s a screwdriver!”

The perfect crime finally had a flaw.

Ritsu Sasashima took out the handcuffs from behind his waist and weighed them up and down. He smiled and looked at Tomoko Akiyama who was pressed against the wall by Hayasaka and couldn't laugh. It was obvious that she also realized that she was not wearing gloves when hanging the painting.

But soon Tomoko Akiyama came to her senses and retorted: "He just wanted to slander me. Isn't it normal to have my fingerprints on the painting? I didn't hang it today!"

You still haven't given up yet?

Ritsu Sasashima sighed. He directly handed the result that Takagi Wataru had just sent to his mobile phone to Tomoko Akiyama, and said in a deep voice: "Unfortunately, the inside of the frame of this painting happened to be stained with blood, and this blood stain There are fingerprints on it. Now are you going to stand by what you said?"

"Don't think that I don't understand the law. You can't convict with this kind of evidence alone. I can get acquitted as long as I hire a good lawyer." Tomoko Akiyama also knew in her heart that she couldn't continue to pretend, so she simply pretended. Rotten, showing a contemptuous smile.

Femme fatale probably describes such a person, although she is not very beautiful either.

Ritsu Sasashima didn't expect this woman to be able to hold her breath so well. He frowned slightly and thought about it, although now he could tell from his dominant hand that she must have been the one who made the move.But without better evidence, I'm afraid it still won't be possible to convict her.

In line with what she said, without conclusive evidence... you can get away with it by just paying for a lawyer.

Ding.

There was a sudden sound from the phone. Sasashima Ritsu looked at the content of the email, his face immediately showed joy, and he silently praised Takagi Wataru in his heart. He really didn't expect that he would find the key evidence that he had missed.

"It seems that justice is still on our side. Ms. Akiyama, you lose."

"what?"

Ritsu Sasashima read the content of the email on his mobile phone with a smile, and said: "There is a very regrettable thing to tell you, that is, through further investigation, it was found that there was a powdery component between the nails of the victim's left index finger, which can be identified It's foundation."

He showed a harmless smile, looked at Tomoko Akiyama who was unable to resist in front of him, and asked: "I don't know what brand of foundation you use, Miss Akiyama? I think I can find out through comparison."

"It's his fault. I don't love his son in the first place."

"?"

As soon as these words came out, the other three people in the room all had little question marks on their heads.Sitting on the bed, Sanada Takashi's pupils trembled. As someone who lives with Akiyama Tomoko, he can better understand the information contained in this sentence.

As for the melon-eating crowd, Sasashima Ritsu and Hayasaka Yuna exchanged glances with each other. Although it was not a good idea to eat melon in this situation, they had no right to stop her from telling her the motive for the murder.

"Zang San and I are truly in love. We have been in love for almost two years."

Tomoko Akiyama's words undoubtedly dropped a bomb in the hearts of the three of them, but she didn't care about their shocked looks and said to herself: "But he didn't want outsiders to know about our relationship, and finally persuaded me to be with Sanada-kun... At least we are still together, and we will be a family in the future."

Sasashima Ritsu never expected that there would be such incestuous content that was even more exciting than the eight o'clock TV series in the evening. He wanted to have a cigarette at this moment. It had been a long time since he had encountered a case that left him speechless.

Listening to Tomoko Akiyama's description, and finally reaching some scenes that were completely unbearable, Ritsu Sasashima stopped him in time because he was worried that Takashi Sanada wouldn't be able to bear it and passed out.

"If you have anything to say, let's go to the police station and say it."

Before leaving, Ritsu Sasashima looked sympathetically at Takashi Sanada, who was sitting on the bed with his brain already running away from home and into outer space. It was really sad to think of how he had defended Tomoko Akiyama.

Sure enough...the creation of TV series is all based on reality.

　There is still a chapter not yet written, so I will post it later.

　　The city is closed due to the epidemic. It’s so uncomfortable. I have to wait in line for nucleic acid tests.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)