Coroner Coroner

Therefore, legally speaking, Chikako Ikeda is just a plagiarist who violates copyright, not a murderer who violates the right to life.

Lin Xinyi is not a knight-errant, but a law enforcement officer.

Even if he hates Ikeda Zhijiazi's evil deeds equally, he will not violate his principles and watch Takahashi kill people.

Emotion and law, sensibility and rationality, the choice between the two is hard to tell.

Lin Xinyi can only choose the one written in the ideological and political textbook:

"Sorry, I have to act according to the law."

"Miss Ikeda is not a murderer, I can't catch her."

"However, I will definitely find a way to make her pay for her plagiarism!"

He solemnly promised Takahashi Ryoichi in such a tone.

But Zhijiazi Ikeda kept a dog's life, but still got a bargain there:

"Plagiarism? Where did I plagiarize!"

"Atsuko has been dead for two years... If you want to sue me for plagiarizing her, show me evidence!"

"You!" Takahashi Ryoichi was so stimulated that he wanted to get up and kill again.

And Lin Xinyi was also caught by Ikeda's despicable face.

He almost couldn't hold back, and let Gao Qiao out.

"That's enough!" A shout came from the living room.

The voice was neither Takahashi nor Lin Xinyi.

It was the initiator of this party, Suzuki Ayako, who spoke softly and had a gentle and kind personality:

"Chikako, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

Looking at the hideous face of her old classmate, Suzuki Ayako's voice was both regretful and angry:

"Atsuko's revenge, I will help her avenge it."

"Revenge, how can you get revenge?!" Takahashi Ryoichi yelled in pain.

"Hehe..." Chikako Ikeda sneered, "Ayako, I advise you not to meddle in your own business!"

"Don't think that you can do anything to me with a little money in your family!"

"..."

Suzuki Ayako was silent for a while.

She sighed deeply, and looked at Chikako Ikeda with pitiful eyes:

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in exchange was contempt."

"Okay, I've got a showdown—"

Suzuki Ayako suppressed anger in her eyes, and a frightening aura erupted from her frail body:

"Actually, my family is not just a little money."

"With my family's influence, as long as I give an order, I can ruin your reputation!"

"You?" Tomokako Ikeda was slightly taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, she broke out into a burst of disdainful laughter:

"Hahahahaha... Ayako, you are also out of your mind like Takahashi, right?"

"Only you Suzuki Ayako?"

"A trash who only sees people saying good things!"

"It was the funds I provided for the association back then that allowed you, Takahashi and the others to have a place to live."

"I didn't expect to be so arrogant now!"

As a successful writer and screenwriter, Chikako Ikeda is very inflated now.

Suzuki Ayako didn't like the financial resources she showed before:

"You don't know yet, do you?"

"I have been selected by Director Matsushita of NHK, and I am about to be promoted to the group's four major writers!"

"Just because of you Suzuki Ayako, you want me to be unable to get along in the circle?"

"Haha, loser!"

"You..." Suzuki Ayako's face was gloomy and her temperament changed drastically:

"There are eyes but no pearls! This friend, it doesn't matter if you don't do it!"

"Tomoko Ikeda..."

"From now on, there will be no place for you in Japan!"

"The prime minister can't keep you, I said so!"

With that said, Suzuki Ayako turned around and walked to the table, and dialed a number with the wired phone in the villa.

After a few brief chats...

"Come on, Ikeda."

Suzuki Ayako picked up the microphone and said to Chikako Ikeda coldly:

"Director Matsushita of NHK, I have something to tell you."

"What, what?"

"Matsu, Director Matsushita? Why do you have his phone?"

Hearing this, Chikako Ikeda's expression changed immediately.

She walked forward with some disbelief, and took the call.

Before the microphone could be put to the ear, the director Matsushita on the other end of the phone cursed loudly with his own loudspeaker:

"Ikeda, what a bold spirit!"

"The eldest princess who offended the Suzuki chaebol, I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"From now on, be expelled from the group and permanently banned!"

"Pack up your things and get out of here!"

"What, what?!"

Chikako Ikeda felt like being struck by thunder, and even dropped the microphone to the ground in fright:

"Aya, Ayako...your house is, is..."

"That Suzuki chaebol?!"

"Heh!" Suzuki Ayako twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled coldly.

see this scene...

Ryoichi Takahashi, Hiroki Kakutani, and Satoshi Ota, these three Ayako's old friends, are completely stupid.

And Lin Xinyi was not much better.

He stood there blankly, with extremely complicated emotions:

what the hell...

Am I on the wrong set?

Was the Yuanzi family so awesome?

and many more…

Lin Xin was stunned for a long time before realizing it belatedly:

It's me…

What did you miss?

Chapter 143 The Invitation of Gin

All dust settled.

Ryoichi Takahashi pleaded guilty to the law and was punished for his attempted murder.

And Chikako Ikeda, a young writer who became famous by plagiarism, will definitely pay a heavy price for her crimes of copyright infringement after being attacked by the Ziki family.

The mysterious case of the bandage man had just begun, and it ended without a sound.

The gathering at the mountain villa also ended in a heavy atmosphere.

However, the people attending the party could not leave for a while.

Because in order to prepare for the murder plan, Takahashi Ryoichi had secretly cut off the suspension bridge connecting the two sides of the cliff before committing the crime, blocking the villa's way to the outside world.

Lin Xinyi and the others had no choice but to spend the night in this villa.

After the rescuers arrived at the scene and repaired the broken suspension bridge, they left the barren mountains and returned to the modern world.

Then hand over the physical evidence and traces extracted by Ryoichi Takahashi to the local police station.

After handing over the work, I returned to downtown Tokyo. It was already the afternoon of the next day.

It was getting late, and there was no important work to do, so Lin Xinyi simply didn't go to work at the Metropolitan Police Department, but went home to rest.

When I got home, I lay down on the sofa and turned on the TV as usual.

What's on TV is:

"Mitsubishi Bank was robbed at gunpoint this morning, and the criminals drove away without a trace with one billion yen?"

Seeing the news, Lin Xinyi frowned slightly:

In a modern metropolis with sufficient security forces and strict traffic management, gangsters can even break into a bank in the city center with a gun, grab the money and drive away smoothly...