detective world detective

Chapter 105 The real murder weapon

In the messy house, the two sides facing each other at this moment can be said to be at war with each other.

Of course, the so-called tense atmosphere is only for Mitori Shuji.

Tangze and Takagi didn't care at all when facing the fierce opponent, but they seemed full of confidence.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy Mitori Shuji became.

"Sanae Sanatori was strangled by a rope-like weapon and strangled to death." Karasawa looked at the other party and said coldly: "And that was the murder weapon!"

On the other side, Officer Takagi pointed to the tie hanging on the display board very cooperatively, and pointed very accurately to the tie that he had worn on his chest before and was still a little wrinkled!

Seeing Officer Takagi's movements, Mitori Shuji's pupils shrank unconsciously, his body couldn't help but tremble, and he stepped back unconsciously.

"On the night of the incident, was this the tie you were wearing?" Although he was asking a question, Tangze's tone was extremely firm.

Karasawa looked at Mitori Shuji, who looked unnatural, and continued: "It must be one of your railway hobby collections, but why did you wear it on the night of the crime?

Collectors like you who are obsessed with a certain field usually take good care of their collections, and the fact that you store these collections so deliberately proves this.

So I would never think that you would just wear your precious collectible tie to work casually. "

Karasawa's words were like a sharp scalpel, accurately throwing away the opponent's psychology, making Mitori Shuji's face turn pale, and his immediately irritable and angry aura turned into a look of guilt, and he didn't even dare to look at Karasawa. Two people.

Looking at the silent Mitori Shuji, Karasawa took off his tie and held it in his hand, and then Takagi picked up the drink bottle on the coffee table and stretched it into the air.

Tangze wrapped the tie around the drink bottle, then picked up both ends of the tie and strangled it hard to the left and right.

Seeing Karasawa strangling the drink bottle in front of him, Mitori Shuji had a look of horror on his face, as if he recalled the scene of strangling his wife.

His face turned pale and his facial muscles trembled unconsciously, and he looked ahead with fear.

On the other hand, Karasawa had stopped what he was doing, took off the tie from the bottle, and showed it in front of Mitori Shuji:

“A tie that has been strangled with something, even if you flatten it out and try to restore it to its original shape, it will still look like this.

Compared with other ties, there is a very obvious difference.

But as a precious collection, you were reluctant to throw it away. After the search, you felt that you were safe and your plan to blame Mrs. Matsushita was successful, so you put it back there. "

At this moment, the tie in Tang Ze's hand no longer looked as flat as before. No matter how Tang Ze smoothed the marks on it with his hands, the tie still looked wrinkled.

Just like the tie hanging on the exhibition board like Mitori Shuji, it has not returned to its flat shape until now.

At this moment, the wrinkled tie is hanging next to the other four brand-new ties, making it look so prominent.

"After you strangled Sanae Mitori with your tie, you tied it on purpose to hide the murder weapon!" Takagi looked at Shuji Mitori with an angry look, "That's your wife!!"

"That's nonsense!!" Mitori Shuji leaned against the display board and yelled, "You're just talking nonsense!!"

Karasawa sneered and retorted unceremoniously: "Are you talking nonsense? Let's wait until we compare the tie with the strangulation marks on Sanae Sanae's neck to see if they are consistent, and then we can start barking again."

"Ah, we may also find the skin tissue of Sanae Sanae from this tie. This is all thanks to your help in preserving it so well."

Obviously, Mitori Shuji's attitude angered Takagi, who was always a good guy, and he mocked him unceremoniously. Although criminals are used to seeing "evil", they can never get used to it. No one can maintain a calm mind towards those who are hated by others.

"Then, we will take this tie back to the forensics class for appraisal." Tang Ze put on gloves and started to take off the tie.

"Wait...wait a moment...no...not..."

Mitori Shuji rushed forward in panic, trying to stop him, but the resentment in his voice burst out, "Because that woman always treats my treasures like garbage!!

And take it to the supermarket of your choice to sell it! ! ! "

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  "I am back."

On this day, Mitori Shuji returned home before dark because he finished his work quickly.

After arriving home, he found his wife lying on the sofa, looking something wrong.

"Hey, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Mitori Shuji asked his wife while taking off his coat.

"I was strangled by that arrogant woman." Sanae Mitori said coldly while lying on the sofa and did not answer Shuji Mitori's question.

"Ah? Are you being strangled?" Mitori Shuji heard his wife say this at that time, and quickly stepped forward, "What's going on?"

"I almost got killed by that arrogant woman!" Sanae Sanatori was lying on the sofa, not answering the question, but just minding her own business.

"Who is that woman you are talking about?"

Mitori Shuji's words seemed to ignite Sanae Mitori's anger, and her anger exploded instantly, "In the end, it's all your fault!!"

"what?"

Mitori Shuji looked at his wife who was angry for no reason and said blankly: "What are you talking about? I just came back from get off work. Please calm down and don't make trouble unreasonably."

After saying this, Mitori Shuji sat next to his wife and reached out to hug her, trying to comfort his wife who was angry for no reason.

From what the other party said just now, Mitori Shuji probably knew the situation. He felt that the other party was venting his anger on him, so he wanted to comfort him.

"Don't touch me!!" Sanae Sanae's old resentment burst out, and she pushed her husband up who was still sitting still.

"Do you know how people around me think of me because of you?!"

Because of this opportunity, the anger Sanae Mitorori had endured in the past poured out like a barrel of explosives at this moment.

"Just because of the garbage you collected!! Even I am looked down upon by others!! Treated like a fool!!"

She knocked down everything on the table, then stood up and went to the magazines piled on the cabinet beside her and pounced on them.

"Stop! Stop!" Mitori Shuji stretched out his hand to stop, "This is my precious collection!!"

"To me, this is all rubbish!!!"

Sanae stretched out her hand to hit Shuji Mitori, and while yelling and cursing, she threw herself at the collectibles that were precious to Shuji Mitorori on the exhibition wall.

(End of this chapter)