Conan: The Mechanic

Gregory stood beside Chiba who was sitting in the armchair in front of the computer, watching the interrogation room screen displayed on the computer together.

"Mrs Koenji," Shiratori Ren Saburo walked into the interrogation room with a lot of documents. "Let's get to the point, shall we?"

"I don't understand what charges are you going to impose on me?" Mrs. Kouenji shot back. "I don't even know what evidence you gave me!"

"We don't have Luo Zhi," Police Officer Shiratori had no expression on his face, but calmly slapped the document in his hand in front of Mrs. Kouenji. "Just after a little searching, I found so much evidence."

"For example?" Mrs. Kouenji frowned imperceptibly.

"First of all, you cheated with your coach," Shiratori Ren Saburo took out a document. "This matter has been verified by multiple people."

"You should be investigating the murder of my little girl Keiko, right?" Madam Gao Yuansi said dissatisfied. "Has the funds given to you by Congress been used by you for your curiosity?"

"I'm sorry," Shiratori Ren Saburo snorted. "We suspect that this is your potential motive for killing Keiko-san."

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Koenji's eyes were completely covered by distribution. "You are baseless slander!"

"Let's ask for the second document," Shiratori Ren Saburo ignored Mrs. Koenji and just continued. "Madam, the prenuptial agreement signed by Mr. Koenji and you."

Mrs. Koenji pursed her lips, half of her eyes were still indignant, but the other half had turned into deep fear.

"I'm sorry that we took a little unconventional way to obtain a photo of this document and made a photocopy, but at this moment, this photocopy can point out your motive for killing." Said, Police Officer Shiratori on the document Glancing at it, he read it. "Issues related to property after marriage, paragraph 1, if the woman commits any form of infidelity (including but not limited to physical and mental infidelity) from the date of signing the agreement to the date of dissolution of the marriage (including these two days), the man has the right to divorce immediately , the woman must not object. At the same time, the woman has no right to divide any form of any marital property of the man."

After Shiratori Ren Saburo read this passage, he glanced at Mrs. Koenji, and found that she was already a little flustered.

"I guess Miss Keiko bumped into your secret rendezvous, right?" Shiratori Ren Saburo said. "You know that if you are exposed by her, the tens of billions of property you can get in the future will be in vain in an instant. So you controlled her on the spot, and then took her out overnight and murdered. As for the evidence... This year The beneficiary of the huge insurance contract for Miss Keiko seems to be Mrs. Kouenji!"

"But that's the insurance my husband asked me to take out," Mrs. Kouenji denied immediately. "If you don't believe me, you can ask him!"

"Ah?" Shiratori Ren Saburo was stunned. "But it's your name written on it?"

"It's not like you don't know about the Japanese tax system," Mrs. Koenji rolled her eyes. "In order to avoid taxation as much as possible, my husband marked these beneficiaries in my name."

(In Japan, after the tax reform of the Takeshita Cabinet took effect on April 1, 1989, and before the tax reform of the Murayama cabinet was passed in November 1994, the individual income tax adopted a five-level progressive tax rate, with the tax rate ranging from 10% to 50%. % varies. The lower limit of taxation is 1.5 million yen per year. Considering that Mr. Koenji is a rich man and Mrs. Koenji is not, if Mr. Koenji becomes the beneficiary, then this part of the income will be deducted from the tax-free part After that, the tax will be deducted according to the tax rate cap of 50%. If Mrs. Koenji becomes the beneficiary, then because her income is not enough to access the top tax rate, some of these incomes only need to be paid at the top tax rate, and the other part needs to be paid at the top tax rate. It only needs to be deducted at a low tax rate, which is equivalent to a reasonable tax avoidance method.)

"But it doesn't affect that these properties belong to you objectively," Shiratori Ren Saburo said after thinking for a moment. "After you kill Miss Keiko, the money will be yours—whether it's what you expected in your subjective plan or not."

Mrs. Koenji's expression changed again.

"If you really want to say that, then I have nothing to answer," her response was stern and tough. "It's okay to say I cheated, or that I have ulterior motives, just let you all bark! I cooperated with your investigation before to help you, but now you treat me with such an attitude? Before my lawyer arrives, I won't say anything."

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"There's no need to look any further," Gregory said, shaking his head. "Even if she might kill someone, but she can't spend the money - she's not going abroad like that guy named Mauricio~www.readwn.com~ She can't explain the money at home. Source. Is there anything wrong with you continuing to look at that photo, I'll see when the results of the beetle grinding will come out."

"Ok." Qianyu nodded, switched the screen back to the photo page, and continued to check.

[The first line doesn't seem to have any important information...]

With this thought in mind, Qianyu casually pulled up the screen and began to look at the image on the screen above—at this moment, he felt that something was not right. "?"

Turning down the magnification, Chiba began to scrutinize the edge of the photo.

Judging by the image, the photo fits snugly against the tabletop without any creases, but...

Enlarge the image to the width of the photo which is basically equivalent to the width of the entire screen, and then rotate the image to a parallel state where the photo is parallel to the top edge of the screen and only one pixel away from the top edge of the screen. Then, Chiba looked at the left and right sides of the screen—the left and right edges of the photo also appeared at the edges of the screen.

The auxiliary unit indicates that the upper right corner of the photo is 1 pixel away from the edge of the screen, the middle right side of the photo is 3 pixels away from the edge of the screen, and the lower right corner is 5 pixels away from the edge of the screen.

Qianyu frowned, and took another look at the left side of the photo—the upper left corner was 8 pixels away from the screen, the middle left corner was 5 pixels away from the edge of the screen, and the lower left corner was only 1 pixel away from the edge of the screen.

How can such a trapezoidal shape appear in a photo that is close to the table?

Unless... wait a minute!

The silent Chiyu suddenly thought of something, dragged the screen, and his eyes stayed on the edge of the photo.

"Tsk... Interesting..."