I'm a hustler in Tokyo

Yasai directly grabbed his wrist and pressed him to the ground.

The bottle of medicine fell to the ground and kept rolling, rolling.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the bottle of medicine falling at Lu Chuan's feet.

"There are some strange fingerprints on the medicine bottle. You are going to pick them up and rub them off. This will make it more difficult for the police to collect evidence."

"Sir, your evidence."

Lu Chuan picked up the medicine bottle, pinched it with his thumb and index finger, and then rubbed it imperceptibly on the medicine bottle.

Then he threw it into the bag brought by the evidence-collecting police officer.

"Thank you, but please don't touch the evidence at the scene casually in the future."

The police who collected evidence gave Lu Chuan a reminder.

Just the friction of fingerprints cannot erase fingerprints on glass bottles.Therefore, the police who collected evidence did not blame Lu Chuan for his behavior.

Lu Chuan had already thought of this.

Just now his thumb and index finger had a little bit of water on them.

The friction between water and fingerprints easily destroyed all the fingerprints on that bottle of medicine.

Not only the radio engineer but also...

His own fingerprints.

As long as the radio engineer insists that this bottle of medicine is not his, it will become his only life-saving straw without fingerprints.

The radio engineer who was pressed to the ground was still roaring loudly.

"That's not mine! I don't know who put it in my bag."

"That's really not mine!"

"After the incident, under Miss Yu Hui's suggestion, none of us made any big moves, and no one had any contact with you. It's just that you seemed to really want to anger this female assistant before."

Lu Chuan's voice made several people's minds brighten instantly.

Everyone's thinking also became clearer.

"Okay you!!"

"I understand!" Yagami Yue said

"There is only one truth!" (Xin Zi Wow, I keep touching your belly!)

"You drugged the victim while the recording was being exchanged, then entered the recording studio and waited for the victim's drug to take effect, and then used the delay in the electrical box to trip."

"Well, it's a very reasonable speculation. All speculations are going in a twisted direction. You have increased the difficulty very well. A confident private detective girl feels that she has made more achievements. Counting this time, she has solved more than ten cases. She can already be called a "famous detective" because of the murder case."

Lu Chuan did not interrupt Yagami Yuhui.

Only Yasui, a policeman, felt something was wrong.

But just make notes and slowly clarify your thoughts.

Yasai pulled up the radio engineer who was lying on the ground.

"Everyone, please cooperate and go to the police station to make a record. The matter is almost over."

………………

After finishing the note, Lu Chuan stretched.

"it is finally over."

When walking out of the police station.

I saw Yagami Yue and her uncle Yagami chatting.

After seeing Lu Chuan, Yagami Yuhui immediately trotted to Lu Chuan's side.

Just like a girl who sees a handsome boy, she always feels a special closeness to Lu Chuan Yagami Yuhui.

He seems very different from other men.

"Lu Chuanjun, are you done with the transcript?"

"Ah."

"This matter is over. The guy who had been shouting that he was not guilty before was planning to call the lawyer. But what happened? He turned himself in immediately after the phone call. It is estimated that the lawyer asked him to turn himself in to reduce his sentence."

"Ah."

Faced with Yagami Ikkei's long list of words, Lu Chuan could only say "hmm".

"You don't look in a good mood."

"A little bit, I need to go back and rest. Miss Yu Hui will chat when she has time."

Feeling Lu Chuan's alienation, Yagami Yuhui could only nodded and watched Lu Chuan leave.

Lu Chuan, who left with Yamashita Tachibana and Momozawa Dune, had to sigh.

How dare I talk to this girl who is the spokesperson for the real-life version of "Death Conan"?

What if another murder case is revealed.

Chapter 142: Didn’t you kill the tuner?

Day two.

Everything seemed to be over.

Lu Chuan, Yamashita Tachibana and Momozawa Shaqiu went to another recording company. Mrs. Yamashita Tachibana was still frightened because of yesterday's incident.

In order to avoid affecting her performance, Lu Chuan comforted her along the way.

On the way to the new record company, Mrs. Tachibana Yamashita was still thinking.

"It really scared me yesterday. It was the first time I encountered such a situation."

"Don't worry, the staff of the new record company are very high-end this time.

There won't be sudden cases like yesterday. The development of the entertainment city and the release of records cannot be delayed. Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Orange. "

"Well, I'll do my best to record it."

"I believe you."

"..."

After talking about the record company all the way, Mrs. Tachibana Yamashita finally calmed down a little.

The new record company is very large and is one of the top five professional teams in Tokyo.

After entering the record company, Yamashita Tachibana was taught by a teacher who gave professional explanations on how to use a microphone to collect and playback sounds.

Yamashita Tachibana's originally nervous mood was attracted by professional knowledge and calmed down.

She went to the recording studio to record the song.

Lu Chuan was sitting in the lobby waiting for her, drinking coffee, calm and comfortable.

On the side, Moozawa Shaqiu tightened her skirt and her eyes drifted around unconsciously.

Especially when she passed by a staff member, she unconsciously took a sip of her drink and swallowed her saliva.

As if he was hiding something, Lu Chuan's eyes fell on Moozawa Shaqiu.

"You seem nervous?"

"No... no."

Momozawa Shaqiu's face was a little pale, and the slight black spots under her eye sockets proved that she had not had a good rest last night.

"There's something I'm a little confused about."

Lu Chuan withdrew his gaze and put down the coffee in his hand, just enough to make a soft "dong" sound.

The sound seemed to fall on Moozawa Shaqiu's heart.

"Boss, what are you...puzzling about?"

She answered according to the situation, but fell into the trap of Lu Chuan's words.

"What's your relationship with the tuner?"

"what?!"

Because Lu Chuan's tone was too calm and determined, Momozawa Shaqiu looked panicked for a moment.

After forcing himself to calm down, he asked Lu Chuan.

"Why do you ask?"

Hearing Moozawa Shaqiu's rhetorical question, Lu Chuan looked directly at Moozawa Shaqiu and said without answering.

"Didn't you kill the tuner?"

In an instant, Momozawa Shaqiu, who originally had some blood on his face, suddenly dissipated and was left pale.

"Boss, you...are you kidding me? Hasn't the murderer been caught?"

Lu Chuan just looked at Moozawa Shaqiu, waiting for Moozawa Shaqiu to explain.

Momozawa Shaqiu glanced across the entire corridor.

I saw a few people walking not far away, waiting for the recording.

So Moozawa Shaqiu prepared to drag Lu Chuan to negotiate with her at a "safe" location. Seeing that Lu Chuan was motionless and even a little anxious, she held his wrist with her delicate palms.

Lu Chuan was half dragged and half begged by her and led away from the corridor. Mozawa Shaqiu turned around and pulled Lu Chuan into the relatively closed tea room.

Inside the small room.

Lu Chuan stood behind and looked at the hesitant Moozawa Shaqiu in front of him.

In my mind, the malicious narrator started to trouble me again.

[Moozawa Shaqiu poisoned and killed the tuner out of revenge, and now she is terrified.There is a sharp contrast between his small and exquisite appearance and his miserable life. He only needs to use this incident to threaten him.Then you can do whatever you want...】

Ignoring the narrator's voice.

Lu Chuan approached his employee.

"You can tell me here."

Moozawa Shaqiu's eyes were filled with tears, and she choked up without saying a word.

"I……"

The words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say the next words anymore.

Lu Chuan, who was originally indifferent, raised his hand to lock the tea room door when he saw her like this, and sat Mozawa Shaqiu on the bench where he was resting.

"Speak slowly."

He poured some warm water in a paper cup and handed it to her, and Moozawa Shaqiu, who accepted the kindness, took the cup.

Wiping tears from the corners of his eyes with his other hand.

“I was born in a single-parent family, and my mother was very kind to me since I was a child.

She was a convenience store employee and would bring me a piece of cake every Saturday and Sunday night when she came back from get off work.

In order to wait for that piece of cake, I usually go to bed late on Saturdays and Sundays. "

As she spoke, her expression softened unconsciously, and she slightly curled her lips as she fell into the beautiful memories.

Lu Chuan observed her micro-expression and saw that she was immersed in it. He knew that it was related to the poisoning, so he said "hmm" to indicate for her to continue.

“That day was a very ordinary weekend, and my mother didn’t come home much later than usual.

I was a little angry, so I planned to hide in the closet and wait for her to come back to scare her.

I hid and fell asleep..."

Having said this, Moozawa Shaqiu couldn't help but clenched the paper cup in his hand.

A little warm water spilled out and she didn't even notice it spilled onto her clothes.

“When I woke up again, I vaguely heard my mother talking to a strange man.