Tokyo: This narration is wrong!

"Well, find the seventh person. This is the real suspect."

Bai Chuan said.

Saya Shiraki turned around and immediately led the team to the bank.

The transfer records on the mobile phone can be deleted, but the transfer records backed up by the bank will not be deleted.

Baichuan left the morgue and returned to the rest room.

"Big brother."

Ono Reiko immediately rushed over and hugged Shirakawa's thigh.

Shirakawa ruffled her hair, "How do Reiko and Furuhashi-kun get along?"

"Uncle Guqiao is a weirdo."

Ono Reiko said.

Furuhashi Daisuke also heard Ono Reiko's title at this time, big brother? In other words, she is not Bai Chuan's child at all! ! !

Then he calls himself uncle! This is simply unreasonable.

"Little Pudding, I am Cangmu-kun's classmate and your eldest brother, not an uncle."

"No, you are uncle."

Ono Reiko said stubbornly.

Bai Chuan smiled, "Reiko's character is really becoming more and more lively."

Ono Reiko lowered her head and blushed, "I'm sorry, big brother, do you not like Reiko like this? Reiko can change."

"It's okay, that's fine."

Bai Chuan picked her up and said, "Girls should be more lively."

"Uh-huh."

Ono Reiko raised her little face again, and the sun shone on her face, warm and happy.

Mrs. Beishan's eyes turned slightly red when she saw this scene.

She thought of her only son. When he was a child, she often held him in his arms and basked in the sun.

"Kuragi-kun, I've heard your name. No matter how much it costs, I'm willing to pay you a consulting fee. I just hope you can help find the real culprit."

Mrs. Kitayama sobbed.

Ono Reiko aroused her maternal love, causing her pretended strength to instantly collapse.

Bai Chuan looked at her deeply and said, "Mrs. Kitayama, if I had known that this would happen, you should have cared more about Kitayama-kun."

"sorry Sorry sorry……"

Mrs. Kitayama sobbed.

Hearing her cry, Kijima Yuuto silently handed over the tissue.

For some reason, Kijima Yuuto felt that Mrs. Kitayama looked very kind. Perhaps it was because many of the photos Chiaki Kitayama showed him had Mrs. Kitayama's shadow in them.

The two were originally mother and son, and they looked very similar.

Mrs. Kitayama looked at him and took the tissue, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, don't be too sad. I believe Mr. Beishan doesn't want to see you so sad."

Kijima Yuuto said shyly.

Mrs. Beishan nodded and thanked her again.

"My dear friend, what happened? Have you found any clues?"

Furuhashi Daisuke asked.

"Officer Baimu is already looking for clues. We just have to wait patiently here."

Bai Chuan said, it is impossible for him to tell all the results at a glance. Isn't this disrespectful to the evidence?

4 Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger

Baichuan sat with a group of victims, and the victims inevitably had to talk to him.

After chatting for a while, Shirakawa discovered that Furuhashi Daisuke was actually the lucky one who had been defrauded the least. Among them was a young man who was defrauded of 10.84 million yen because of his wealthy family.

In comparison, Furuhashi Daisuke's 100,520 really pales into insignificance.

Nobusada Mikami, a 15-year-old from a wealthy family, said he would never date online again.

"How on earth did you come up with so much money?"

Furuhashi Daisuke asked in confusion.

"It doesn't matter if I tell you. Anyway, my parents will know about it soon. I have already come to the Metropolitan Police Department. If they find out, they will definitely beat me to death."

Nobusada Mikami said, "I knew my mother's bank card password, so I swiped the 5 million on her card."

"What about the remaining 5.84 million?"

Furuhashi Daisuke asked curiously.

"The remaining 3 million is from my dad's card, and the remaining 2.84 million is from my grandpa's card. Anyway, I have deciphered their passwords. I'm finished. If Aunt Beishan doesn't pay me back, I will leave the police today." Hall, decided to go to the Suicide Forest.”

Mikami Nobusada said seriously.

Bai Chuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. This is really a naughty kid who won't grow up.

No wonder Kumakura Takuya had enough money to buy a house in Tokyo. It turned out that he had wiped out the wallet of Mikami Nobusada.

Well, I guess it's not all polished yet, but it's quite a bit polished.

"Mikami-kun, aren't you spending too much money on online dating?"

Furuhashi Daisuke couldn't help but give the boy a thumbs up.

Nobusada Mikami raised the corners of his mouth and said confidently, "Of course, as my girlfriend, you can't worry about financial problems, right?"

"But he's a man."

Furuhashi Daisuke exposed Mikami Nobusada's fantasy, and the two of them emo'ed at the same time.

"Actually, you don't need to be so pessimistic. No matter what, you are your parents' son."

Furuhashi Daisuke comforted.

"No, they won't feel sorry for me. They divorced a long time ago. Now I am a redundant person to them. If they find out that I have swiped so much money, they will definitely beat me to death."

Mikami said firmly.

"Then why didn't you think of this when you transferred the money?"

Furuhashi Daisuke was also speechless.

Mikami Nobusada suddenly had an idea and said, "I can sell the house my mother left for me! Then I can fill up the hole. Why didn't I think of it before? I'll steal the real estate certificate when I get back."

"Ahem."

Shirakawa coughed twice, attracting the attention of Mikami Nobuaki.

"Kuragi-kun, isn't my idea very good?"

"Mikami-san, please don't make the same mistake again. I think you should be honest with your parents. We will also recover the money. As for how much we can pay back, it depends on how much we recover."

"Can it really be recovered?"

After hearing what Shirakawa said, Mikami Nobuaki gave up the idea of ​​stealing the property certificate and asked excitedly.

Shirakawa nodded slightly, "It shouldn't be a big problem."

"Thank you, thank you so much."

Mikami Nobuaki breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he didn't have to go to the suicide forest.

As for the other victims, except for asking about Shirakawa's case, they kept silent most of the time. Unlike Furuhashi Daisuke and Mikami Nobuaki, who were two young chatterboxes, most of them were introverted and were the kind of young people who liked to find comfort on the Internet.

The sentence they said most was, "It's so unlucky, how did I meet it? Why is Kitayama Chiaki a man?"

There was even a decadent 20-year-old youth named Aoyagi Sana, who looked at Mrs. Kitayama and said, "Madam, I don't need to get the money back. Can you date me? I think you are very similar to her." Everyone turned back to look at Aoyagi Sana, who lowered his head again, "Sorry, just pretend I didn't say that." This batch of victims is really full of hidden talents. Shirakawa sighed in his heart. Mrs. Kitayama was still immersed in the pain of losing her son. She was in no mood to listen to other people's conversations, but occasionally chatted with Kijima Yuto. The questions she asked were also irrelevant, such as how Kijima Yuto and Kitayama Chiaki met. Until Shiraki Saya came back from the bank, although most of the bank employees had already left work, she was lucky enough to catch a few office workers who were still working overtime. With their cooperation, Shiraki Saya successfully obtained Kitayama Chiaki's transfer records. "Kuragi-kun, Kitayama Chiaki transferred almost all of his money to this account. We checked and the owner of this account is Takuya Kumagura." Shiraki Saya said. "Takuya? How could it be him?"

Mrs. Kitayama stood up, her face full of shock.

"Madam, do you know Takuya Kumakura?"

Shirakawa asked doubtfully.

When he was identifying Chiaki Kitayama, he did not get the information that Takuya Kumakura knew Chiaki Kitayama's mother.

So even the advanced identification technique cannot be omnipotent.

It will ignore many details, which requires further investigation.

Mrs. Kitayama nodded slightly and said hesitantly,

"Takuya is the child of my current husband, Kumakura-kun, and his ex-wife. He doesn't like me very much, so we don't live together. I think he probably lives with his mother."

There is no coincidence without reason in this world. Knowing this identity, most people basically guessed the truth.

"Although your son Chiaki Kitayama is a liar, he finally gave the money he cheated to your husband's current son. It must be to compensate him because you destroyed his family! Right?"

Furuhashi Daisuke said in surprise. He felt that he had seen the truth and was born to be a private detective.

"How... possible?"

Mrs. Kitayama's face turned pale and her voice trembled.

Saya Shiraki rolled her eyes, "Mr. Furuhashi, please don't make random comments and interfere with the investigation. What you said is completely illogical."

"Ah? Illogical? What's illogical?"

Daisuke Furuhashi expressed dissatisfaction and hoped that Saya Shiraki could explain it clearly.

"If it were you, would you become a liar just because your mother destroyed other people's families, and transfer all the money you cheated to others as compensation?"

Saya Shiraki questioned.

"Of course not, I'm not stupid."

Daisuke Furuhashi said seriously that he had a high IQ.

Saya Shiraki shook her head and decided not to pay attention to Daisuke Furuhashi. She turned to look at Shirakawa, "Kuragi-kun, do you want to bring Takuya Kumakura back for questioning?"

"Well, he is the biggest suspect at the moment."

Saya Shiraki gave an affirmative answer.

Furuhashi Daisuke looked at Shiraki Saya and other police officers who were walking away, and said with lingering feelings, "Officer Shiraki, you haven't convinced me yet? What's wrong with your logic?"

"Is it really because of me?"

Mrs. Kitayama slumped in her chair, deeply remorseful.

She realized that she had not cared about Chiaki Kitayama for so many years, and she didn't even know that Takuya Kumakura approached her son, let alone that her son secretly transferred money to Takuya Kumakura.

"Was my inference just now wrong?"