Coroner Coroner

"The initial search took only 20 minutes to find this witness."

"Then you know what?"

"Why did I wait for 2 full hours before asking him to come and confront you?"

This question is like the sap of the gin boss, knocking Tetsuo Imai into a daze:

"Why, why?"

"Why? It's simple."

"We are waiting for evidence."

Lin Xinyi said calmly:

"Didn't you hear what the security guard said?"

"There weren't many customers at that vending machine this afternoon."

"And you just happen to be the last one."

"So we went straight to that vending machine and took out some bills and some coins from the top shelf of the cash drawer."

"The money was urgently sent to the technicians of the forensics department for fingerprint comparison."

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"On one of the banknotes, you happen to have your fingerprint, Mr. Imai!"

His words were loud.

Every word is like a rocket from the gin boss, every word is terrible.

"Now what else do you have to say?"

"Since you said that you didn't leave Mr. Dejima to act alone along the way, and you didn't buy iced oolong tea in front of the vending machine in the Mihua Commercial Development Zone."

"How did the banknote with your fingerprints appear there?!"

"I, I..." Tetsuo Imai choked so hard that he couldn't speak.

But he still clenched his fists, clenched his teeth, and made a final struggle:

"Manager Lin..."

"That banknote has my fingerprints on it, so it doesn't seem to mean anything?"

"After all, paper currency is a circulation product."

"Maybe it's where I spent the money these days, and it happened to be used by someone with a similar build and hairstyle to me?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out at all, right?!"

Tetsuo Imai's words sound a little preposterous and self-deprecating.

But for a senior graphic designer with 30 years of service and enough savings to hire elite lawyers, this set of defenses is a perfectly reasonable inference.

After all, as Tetsuo Imai said...

What if there really happened to be a murderer who looked exactly like him, and bought that can of iced oolong tea with the banknotes that happened to pass through him?

"Oh, you don't know how to repent when you're about to die!"

Lin Xinyi ruthlessly extinguished his last fantasy:

"What kind of fingerprints do you think you left on that note?"

"That's sweat fingerprints!"

"And sweat evaporates."

"Under today's temperature and humidity, even if it is hidden in a cash drawer to avoid direct sunlight, it is estimated that the general sweat fingerprints will last less than 2 hours, and they will fade away completely beyond the naked eye."

"But when we found that note?"

"The sweat fingerprints on it are still clearly visible, even without magnetic powder brushing, they can be distinguished with the naked eye."

"Do you know what this fineness means, Mr. Imai?"

He gave a slight pause and gave the final blow:

"It means you just touched that note within 2 hours maximum of when we found the fingerprint!"

"And you have been in the client company all day today, processing work with the client, and have no chance to spend money at all."

"So what else do you have to say?"

"You said that after you and Mr. Dejima left the client's company, you happened to spend another banknote, and it was spent in the hands of a man who happened to be dressed similarly to you?"

"But didn't your previous testimony say that you and Mr. Dejima have been on the road without stopping anywhere?"

Tetsuo Imai: "..."

The testimonies have repeatedly contradicted themselves, coupled with these ironclad evidence thrown by Lin Xinyi...

Even if Fei Yingli came to defend him now, it would be impossible to exonerate him.

"Mr. Imai?" Akemi Miyano opened her mouth unwillingly, "You...really?"

"I..." Tetsuo Imai was completely silent.

He didn't dare to look into Miyano Akemi's eyes at all.

Even if she is just "Miss Asai".

Just like that girl.

"Sorry, I let you down..."

Tetsuo Imai showed a bitter smile:

"I plead guilty."

Chapter 634 Already... Can't Go Back

"I killed people."

"I bought oolong tea in advance, and injected potassium cyanide into the can of oolong tea."

"Pharmaceutical bottles, syringes, these tools were all thrown in a trash can in the Mihua Commercial Development Zone."

"Then I hid the pot of poisoned tea in my briefcase, and walked back with Dejima-san as if nothing had happened—"

"We have been busy at the client company for the past few days, and this is not the first time we have walked back like this."

"I know, with his habits for the past few days, he will definitely stop at the vending machine on the way to buy a drink."

"So I took the opportunity and deliberately lined up in front of Mr. Dejima, and then when I bent down to get the orange juice, I secretly put the poisonous oolong tea in the bag into the delivery port."

"He likes to drink oolong tea very much, and he naturally loves to take advantage of this kind of petty advantage."

"So I know that Mr. Dejima will definitely pick up and drink this can of oolong tea, and I can also use this to disguise the case as an indiscriminate poisoning murder similar to the 'Poison Coke Incident'."

"And in the end... I did 'succeed'."

He gave a complete account of his crime process.

It was as if there was desolate music playing in the dark.

Tetsuo Imai talked about the past with tears in his eyes:

"It's true that I have been Sohei Shima's assistant for 30 years, but this is not what I want."

"As early as 20 years ago, I tried to quit my job and start my own independent studio."

"But then..."

But at that time, Sohei Dejima felt that he was too useful as a tool assistant, and he was jealous of the talent and talent of his junior.

But Sohei Dejima is not an ordinary designer.

He is a master of design.

The kind of Japanese design master who can sell 200 million yuan with a logo.

As a well-known big name in the industry, his status in the publishing industry is comparable to that of a schoolboy to a university, and a chaebol to a market.

The consequences of offending such industry predecessors are very serious.

So Dejima Soheira used his contacts in the industry to block Tetsuo Imai, making him bet all his savings to open a designer studio, which declared bankruptcy in just a few months.

His dream of getting ahead was shattered, and even his life became a problem.

So Tetsuo Imai could only swallow his anger and come back to continue to work for Sohei Shima, and finally worked as an assistant until today.

This is his motive for killing.

"How, how could this be..."

After hearing Tetsuo Imai's motive for the murder, Miyano Akemi still instinctively refused to believe it:

"You really killed Mr. Dejima?"

"Why? It's been 20 years since what you said, why did you suddenly start killing now?"

"Also, weren't you trying to persuade Mr. Dejima not to drink tea?"

"I can see that it's not a fake!"

Since it was he who poisoned it, why did he try so hard to dissuade it?

If Sohei Dejima really listened to the persuasion and stopped drinking, wouldn't the poison be for nothing?

"Because... I really regretted it at the time."

"Regret?" He planned such a meticulous murder plan, but regretted it at the last moment?

"Yes..." Tetsuo Imai sighed deeply, "Because Miss Asai."

"Me?" Miyano Akemi was a little surprised.

"Well... because your voice and your temperament remind me of someone."

"That person is very important to me."