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"Shibata Yumezao, you are now the number one suspect. Please tell the truth about Taro's whereabouts and cooperate with the police in the investigation, otherwise your crime will only be more serious."

Nakayama Shizuji said seriously.

But Shibata Yumezu remained unmoved, still looking at the young man with delicate features and melancholy temperament like a poet, with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

"How do you want to trade?"

Bai Chuan opened his mouth and asked slowly.

"If you can solve the kidnapping case three years ago within one hour, I will tell you what you want to know."

A twisted smile appeared on the corner of Shibata Yumezao's lips, seeming to be mocking the incompetent Metropolitan Police Department.

Nakayama Shizuji frowned. Although the voiceprint comparison showed that Jiro Uemura had the same voiceprint as the suspect in the kidnapping case three years ago, but with this alone, how could it be possible to restore the facts of the case?

This is an unsolved case that has been idle for three years. How could it be solved in one hour?

The other police officers also looked at each other, feeling that Shibata Yumezu's proposal was simply forcing someone to do something difficult. It was impossible for anyone to solve this case in such a short period of time.

However, Baichuan once again made a choice that was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Okay, I hope Mrs. Shibata can keep her promise."

Bai Chuan agreed to the deal, took out his phone, and set a countdown.

Takeshima Mie nervously tightened her grip on Shirakawa's clothes.

"Kuragi-kun, did you really agree?"

Baichuan nodded slightly,

"Next, we are racing against Taro's life."

When Shibata Yumezu heard these words, she was slightly startled. She suddenly felt like she was being seen through.

Is the young man in front of me really as powerful as the rumors say?

There was suspicion and confusion in her eyes, as well as surprise and expectation.

Everyone got into the police car and drove to the Metropolitan Police Department.

Shirakawa, Takeshima Mie and Nakayama Shizuji sat in the front police car and soon arrived at the Metropolitan Police Department.

Bai Chuan met Jiro Uemura again.

This time, Shirakawa was not polite, nor did he care about Jiro Uemura's mental state. Instead, he said straight to the point,

"Mrs. Shibata Yumesa is back."

Jiro Uemura was slightly startled, his pupils shrank, and his body stepped back unconsciously.

"She, she's back."

After a moment, he regained his composure, "She is the old owner of the apartment. I didn't expect that she would come back after so long."

"Her daughter was also kidnapped three years ago."

Shirakawa looked into Jiro Uemura's eyes and spoke word by word.

"Kidnapping...well, yes, it seems that such a thing happened back then, but it was not found out due to lack of clues."

Jiro Uemura lowered his head, not daring to look into Bai Chuan's eyes.

"She used the same method to kidnap Taro. Don't you think this is revenge on you?"

There was an undeniable calmness in Shirakawa's calm tone, and Uemura Jiro immediately raised his head and met the boy's eyes.

The young man's deep pupils seemed to have the power to penetrate people's hearts.

Takeshima Mie was confused. What did Kuraki-kun mean when he asked?

"No, it's impossible, she can't know, it can't be known."

"There is no perfect crime in this world. If you still don't want to say it, Taro may be the same as Endo Mirai back then. Do you hope so?"

"no no!"

Jiro Uemura's mood was close to collapse. Whenever he thought that Taro would encounter something unexpected, he would feel extremely annoyed and remorseful, regretting the mistakes he had made.

"If you have any retribution, come to me, don't come to Taro. Taro is innocent, Taro is innocent!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the veins on his head were protruding outwards, and he kept hammering on the table, making painful whimpering sounds.

Takeshima Mie had never seen someone lose control of their emotions before. She was so frightened that she hid behind Shirakawa and tightened his clothes.

Bai Chuan checked the time on his phone and found that 20 minutes had passed since the agreed time.

"Grandpa Uemura, if you don't speak up, you may never see Taro again."

"I said, I said, I said everything...

"Three years ago, because Sachiko was seriously ill, I really had no choice. I borrowed money everywhere and couldn't raise the surgery fee, so I could only turn my attention to the wealthy Mrs. Shibata's family...

"Mr. Endo and Mrs. Shibata are both good people, but their characters are both cowardly. I guessed that they would definitely not call the police, so I kidnapped their daughter Mirai Endo...

"I didn't hurt Mirai Endo, I just wanted ransom and saved my daughter. Taro was only 1 year old at the time. He couldn't live without a mother after losing his father. I just wanted to save this broken family.

"Unexpectedly, an accident happened. I took Mirai Endo and hid in the mountains. I originally planned to trade here, but Mirai Endo escaped quietly while I was not paying attention. I kept chasing behind her, causing her to slip and fall. Went down the cliff.

“I was so frightened that I stopped doing business with the Endo family, hurried back to my residence, and continued to live my life as a security guard pretending as if nothing had happened.

“There was no ransom and no treatment for my daughter.

“I really regret it very much.

“But I can’t say it, I can’t tell anyone, because Taro has only me as a relative.

“His shameless father doesn’t care about him at all.

"If I had known that this matter would implicate Taro, I would have surrendered anyway."

After Jiro Uemura finished speaking, his whole body seemed to have been drained of his soul, and he slumped down on the black wooden armchair.

Takeshima Mijie's little mouth opened and closed, closed and opened again. Because of surprise, she temporarily lost her expression management ability.

At a young age, she felt that the world had been impacted.

Unexpectedly, the victim who was kidnapped by a relative today turned out to be the perpetrator who kidnapped someone else three years ago!

Having never experienced poverty since she was a child, it is difficult for her to understand why she would kidnap others because of lack of money.

"Grandpa Uemura, look into my eyes. Did you really do this?"

Shirakawa looked at Jiro Uemura seriously.

Jiro Uemura lowered his head, "Yes...yes."

"Did Ms. Sachiko need 1 million yen to treat her illness at that time?"

Bai Chuan asked.

Jiro Uemura shook his head, "No, you don't need that much."

"Then why do you ask for so much?"

"I...I am obsessed and greedy."

Jiro Uemura said reproachfully, his eyes wandering, and his hands subconsciously grabbed the foot of the bench.

Bai Chuan nodded thoughtfully, the truth already emerging in his mind.

"Grandpa Uemura, I have a few more questions, please answer them too."

"How is your relationship between the two brothers?"

……

Shirakawa walked out of the lounge of the Metropolitan Police Department. Exactly 55 minutes had passed.

In the last five minutes, Shirakawa and Takeshima Mie walked into the inquiry room where Shibada Yumezao was.

Also present were Saya Shiraki who was temporarily transferred to help, Ichiro Uemura who was handcuffed, and Jiro Uemura who was helped in by the police.

When Ichiro Uemura saw Jiro Uemura, he spat,

"Shameless thief!"

Jiro Uemura looked at Shibata Yumezao complicatedly and murmured: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please, please let Taro go."

Shibata Yumezao first glanced at the haggard Jiro Uemura indifferently, then stared at the time on his phone and showed a twisted smile.

"Kuragi-kun, there are still 5 minutes left. Have you found out the truth?"

"Yes, Mrs. Shibata, I found out the truth. Unfortunately, you took revenge on the wrong person."

"You are lying!"

Shibata Yumezao, who was still sitting, suddenly stood up and roared excitedly towards Shirakawa.

Takeshima Mie immediately stood in front of Shirakawa, her beautiful brows furrowed, and her beautiful eyes full of hostility towards the woman in front of her.

The hands she stretched out subconsciously were like the wings of a young bird protecting her.

Shirakawa was stunned for a moment, then gently patted Takeshima Mie on the shoulder, "It's okay."

The police officers also stepped forward at this moment, ready to stop Shibata Yumezao's excessive reaction at any time.

Saya Shiraki looked at the beautiful white-haired girl in surprise, wondering what she was thinking.

"Mrs. Shibata, please listen to me patiently. At least I still have 5 minutes to make my statement. It's not too late for you to refute me after I finish speaking."

Bai Chuan said lightly.

Takeshima Mie looked at the good-looking boy curiously, her eyes full of expectation.

Saya Shiraki is also very interested in this case, but unfortunately she has more important things in her hands, otherwise she would have taken over it herself.

If Shizuji Nakayama hadn't asked for help at short notice, she might not have been able to take the time to come and watch.

Shibata Yumezao sneered, "You'd better not waste my time."

Baichuan nodded, took the coffee from Saya Shiraki, took a sip, and said calmly,

"3 years ago,

The daughter of Sachiko, the doorman of Liuxia Apartment, Uemura Jiro, suddenly became seriously ill and needed a sum of money for surgery, but he could not afford the money.

Sachiko's husband could not bear such a depressing life and ran away, leaving only Uemura Jiro and one-year-old Taro.