I teach kendo in Tokyo

An hour and a half later, Kazuma met Detective Shimakata Yoshiaki, whom he had met once, at the Bunkyo District Police Station.

Yoshiaki Shimakata put his hands in his pockets and looked at Kazuma carefully while he was talking: "Yesterday you found the body, and today you caught the escaped murderer on the street. If this was a detective novel, I would be the first to suspect that you are the real murderer behind the scenes."

Kazuma could only smile bitterly, he also thought this was such a coincidence.

He originally thought he had caught a cross-dressing guy with a story, but he didn't expect to bring him back to the Bunkyo District Police Station. After taking off the makeup, the policeman who was watching shouted that this was not the murderer we were looking for. The murderer?

So the situation became what it is now. Although Kazuma was not thrown into the interrogation room, the police station still politely invited Kazuma to a separate conference room and asked Nanjo and others to wait in another room.

"I just feel that this person is acting suspiciously," Kazuma tried to explain, "Maybe it's because last night, Senior Sister Takamizawa described to me what the runaway neighbor looked like."

Senior Takamizawa did describe it to Kazuma, so there is no need for a confession. If the police ask the senior, they will definitely answer in the affirmative.

Police officer Shimakata Yoshiaki stared at Kazuma with an expression of disbelief on his face: "You could see through the opponent's superb makeup skills just based on Miss Takamizawa's description? This is makeup skills that even the makeup artist of the Takarazuka Theater Company could not see through. !”

Kazuma quickly explained: "I didn't see through it. I didn't arrest him because I was sure he was a murderer. At first, I just thought something was wrong with him. Then I called to stop the car, and he started running as soon as I got out of the car.

"Seeing how guilty he was, I decided to arrest him first."

Yoshiaki Shimakata was speechless: "What a shame to see him so guilty... However, front-line patrol police do often catch thieves using similar methods. But this of yours is too coincidental..."

Yoshiaki Shimakata paused, then looked at Kazuma carefully, shook his head and said, "Why do I think you will solve a lot of cases while in college?"

Kazuma scratched his head: "To tell you the truth, I also feel..."

"Is it really just a coincidence?" Shimakata Yoshiaki interrupted Kazuma's words, pressed his hands on the table in front of Kazuma, and leaned forward to put pressure on him.

Kazuma was not afraid of this kind of pressure at all, and responded openly: "It was really an accident."

Shimagata Yoshiaki did not stop the pressure, so Kazuma argued: "Why do I need to kill girls? There are too many girls around me."

Yoshiaki Shimakata relaxed: "You are right. Generally, the possibility of killing for love is very high for this kind of thing, but you...

"Well, I think you can easily become the target of love killing. Even if you are a swordsman, you should be careful about poisoning and other methods."

Kazuma: "Don't curse me."

"I'm not cursing, but I took over a case where several girls worked together to kill the guilty man and cut his body into pieces. Now those girls are in the women's prison."

After Shimakata Yoshiaki finished speaking, he turned to leave. Kazuma stopped him and asked, "Wait a minute! That... guy, is he a human?"

Yoshiaki Shimakata turned to look at Kazuma with a confused look on his face: "What else? What else could he be if he wasn't a human being?"

"Uh, for example, Fu Sangshen?"

"Hahahaha, you are so good at joking, you are worthy of being an artist."

After saying that, Shimakata Yoshiaki turned around and walked towards the door of the conference room. After walking a few steps, he remembered and turned to Kazuma and said, "By the way, you can go. Thank you for your great efforts in solving the case. I am here Your achievements will be reported in detail when you write the report.”

Kazuma: "Thank you."

Shimagata Yoshiaki waved his hand and walked out.

Kazuma touched his chin, thinking that the description of the entry did not mean that the person was a fusangshen, but that the entry itself came from a kind of fusangshen.

Kazuma had seen a lot of entries related to monsters by now. Transformed raccoons, iron rats, mountain ghosts, etc.

The person in the painting should also come from a weird entry like Fu Sangshen.

It's not that the person himself is Fusangshen.

It's like Kazuma himself carries the Lone Dragon entry, but he's not a dragon, can't fly, and doesn't have scales or claws.

While Kazuma was thinking about it, a uniformed police officer from a police station came in and took a form for Kazuma to fill out.

After He Ma finished filling it out, the young policeman took out his police manual and said, "Can you sign it for me?"

"Okay," Kazuma said, and he became curious and asked, "There have been quite a few people asking me for autographs recently. Am I so famous?"

"You don't know, they say that after you sign the police handbook, everything will go smoothly in your career and your promotion will be much smoother." said the young policeman.

Kazuma thought to himself, what the hell am I doing, consecrating the police manual?

According to the nature of this world, will I, Kiryu Kazuma, be revered as the patron saint of the police in a hundred years, and the Japanese police will have to worship my image before going out to police?

Kazuma groaned inwardly as he signed his name in the police manual and returned the manual to the young policeman.

"Please come this way, some ladies are waiting for you next door." The little policeman took the manual and said respectfully.

Kazuma nodded, stood up, and followed the police out of the conference room where he had been for more than an hour.

**

On the first floor below the conference room where He Ma stayed, there was an interrogation room.

Yoshiaki Shimakata, who had just left Kazuma, entered the interrogation room and grinned directly: "Okay, do you know how hard it was for us to find you? Jun Nishida? I even went to the Takarazuka Theater specifically to find you. , I was thrown into disgrace by those bad-tempered actresses!"

Nishida Shun raised his head and said the first thing he said: "I didn't kill her, I don't even know her!"

Yoshiaki Shimakata raised his hand and was about to punch, but was stopped by his partner Keishi Yukida.

"The closed-circuit camera is on." Yukida Keishi whispered in Shimakata Yoshiaki's ear.

Yoshiaki Shimakata looked back and saw the light on the closed-circuit camera go out.

Everyone is a police officer and knows what is going to happen next and will do it.

Yoshiaki Shimakata nodded to the one-way glass on the side of the interrogation room, and then punched Jun Nishida in the face.

In Japan, the most important evidence for a murder conviction is a confession.

As long as there is a confession and the suspect signs to confirm it, even if the evidence is seriously insufficient, you can still be convicted.

That's why Conan always asks the murderer to state his motive for the murder at the end of the case, which actually serves as a confession.

In Japan, as long as the murderer confesses his crime, he can be convicted even if the evidence obtained by the police is nonsense like the one in Conan.

It is not even necessary to form a complete chain of evidence.

Therefore, breaking the murderer's guard and getting him to confess is a very effective "detection" method in Japan.

Of course, the method of defeating mental defenses can be achieved by displaying a mountain of ironclad evidence. If there is no ironclad evidence, it can also be achieved through physical means.

At this time, Yoshiaki Shimakata was using physical means to attack Jun Nishida's psychological defense.

Anyway, Jun Nishida doesn't look like he can hire a super lawyer to defend him.

After a few punches, Nishida Shun's androgynous face was completely unrecognizable, but he still insisted: "I did not kill anyone. That night, I returned to the rented house as usual, preparing to continue creating the musical I was creating..."

Yoshiaki Shimakata punched him again: "Musical? I will never let you go on stage!"

After taking this punch, Nishida Shun seemed to be in a daze for a short time. After a while, he straightened his head again and stared at Shimakata Yoshiaki: "After I wrote a few lines, I wanted to get a bottle of beer, so I walked to the refrigerator. Opened the door of the refrigerated compartment..."

Shimakata Yoshiaki put down his fist and looked at Nishida Shun suspiciously: "What are you going to say next, in your panic, you heard the footsteps outside, right?"

"Yes." Nishida Jun said calmly, "I was completely panicked. At this time, there were multiple footsteps outside the door, and then someone knocked on the door. My mind was in a mess, so I turned around and ran away."

Shimakata Yoshiaki and Yukida Keishi looked at each other.

Nishida Shun: "I was originally hesitating whether to surrender. I saw a black stretched car on the road. I thought to myself that if I were a rich person who could ride in that kind of car, I probably wouldn't be so unlucky to meet this person. Something happened.

"At this moment, the car stopped on the side of the road in a very exaggerated manner, just like filming a movie. Then a fierce guy got out and chased me for several streets..."

Although Shimakata Yoshiaki looked impatient, he still listened patiently.

Just as he was about to speak, Nishida Shun raised his voice and emphasized: "The man chasing me is super scary. He has a terrifying aura about him. I think he is the guy who can really kill people! He has definitely killed people before. !”

Shimagata Yoshiaki nodded: "Yes, he has killed more than one."

"Huh? Then why didn't you arrest him and come to arrest me? Maybe I was framed..."

Gyoda Keishi explained: "The Kiryu Kazuma who captured you is a famous person."

Nishida Shun frowned and looked at the two detectives: "Is it okay for celebrities to kill people?"

Shimakata Yoshiaki: "It seems that you have never heard of his name at all. He killed all bad guys, and there was only one bad guy who actually died at his hands. The others were all... accidents."

Nishida Shun paused, then nodded and said: "Ah, that's right, so he is a great hero?"

"Absolutely, you can understand it this way. By the way, he is also a musician. If you are not a suspect now, maybe you can talk about music with him." Shimakata Yoshiaki said.

Yukida Keishi added: "Actually, as long as you didn't run away yesterday, but explained the situation, you might be able to talk about music with him now."

"Then I will explain the situation now..."

"It's too late. What you say is useless now. And, to be honest, although your argument is logically sound, we don't believe it." Yoshiaki Shimakata paused and joked, "Unless something new appears soon. The victims prove that the real murderer is still at large, otherwise..."

At this time, the door of the interrogation room opened, and a detective from the Bunkyo District Police Department rushed in: "Shimagata-senpai, Sakuradamon's phone number."

Shimakata Yoshiaki suddenly raised his eyebrows, glanced at Nishida Jun, and then left the interrogation room with a complicated look on his face, following the detective who called him.

Yukida Keishi made a "you guys take over" gesture towards the one-way glass, and then followed him out.

**

An hour and a half later, Shimakata Yoshiaki finally passed through the heavy traffic during the evening rush hour and arrived at the crime scene, which was also on the edge of the Kanda River.

A cordon has been set up at the scene and police lights are flashing.

Detective Akira Shiratori, who arrived at the scene first, greeted Yoshiaki Shimakata: "Hey, it looks like we will start working together from now on."

Yoshiaki Shimakata glanced at Shiratori, without replying, he directly raised the cordon and got through.

The scene of the crime this time was also a rental apartment. Apartments like this are dotted around the Kanda River.

Some people even say that after the famous song "Kanda River" became popular across the country, 80% of college students in Tokyo came to Kanda River to rent an apartment.

However, it is also true that the rent here is cheap, and because of Japan’s strange property rights system, the popularity of the song and the movie derived from the song has not driven up the land price of Kanda River.

Yoshiaki Shimakata climbed up to the second floor from the uncovered iron ladder and entered Room 203, where the crime occurred. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that the forensics department was taking the body out of the refrigerator.

"Who is the first discoverer?" Yoshiaki Shimakata asked the forensic examiner who was holding a record book and recording the condition of the corpse.

"The tenant of this room said that when he came back from school and opened the refrigerator door, he saw the body in the refrigerator. The Coke and beer that were originally in the refrigerator were gone."

Yoshiaki Shimakata couldn't help but raise his forehead: "Is that so...where are the records of the inquiry of the first discoverer?"

"Here." Shiratori Akira handed the record to Shimakata Yoshiaki from behind, "The real owner has gone to the nearby police station to take notes."

Yoshiaki Shimakata quickly looked through the records and smacked his lips vigorously.

Akira Shiratori joked: "You shouldn't have beaten the suspect Nishida Jun you just captured, right?"

"I beat him up." Yoshiaki Shimakata punched the wall hard, "Fortunately he can't afford a lawyer."

"And his fetish for cross-dressing will probably arouse the resentment of the people." Akira Shiratori added, "You escaped unscathed."

In this era, Europe and the United States are already developing, but this trend has not spread to Japan, and Japanese society itself is relatively strict in this regard.

If it was revealed that he had disguised himself as a woman and entered the Takarazuka Theater Company, Nishida Shun would be doomed, and the Takarazuka Theater Company would have to shed its skin just for the sake of public relations.

Akira Shiratori no longer looked at his secretly rejoicing colleagues, but turned his gaze to the corpse: "This is a big problem. A pervert who likes to kill young girls and then stuff the corpses into unrelated people's refrigerators is on the loose in Tokyo. .Journalists love this subject.”

Yoshiaki Shimakata was speechless, and then asked Shiratori: "Do you know the identity of the deceased?"

"You asked well. We knew it directly this time, because the college students who live here usually like to play music and will go to see the performances of underground bands. This is a resident singer in a nearby bar and is also the lead singer of an underground band. .”

Yoshiaki Shimakata frowned: "So, now we know the characteristics of this serial killer's target, right? He specializes in killing underground singers?

"So the murderer is a fan who is not as big as the idol?"

"Who knows, it may be that underground idols usually have some problems at home, and it is easy to find opportunities to take action." Shiratori shrugged.

Oh shit, the pressure is too high, the title of this chapter is wrong...ahhhhhh, the charm of this title is completely gone...the title at a certain point cannot be changed...