I teach kendo in Tokyo

After eating, Kazuma followed Shiratiao out of the house. Just as he was about to get his sports car, Shiratiao grabbed him: "No, you are my partner today and take my car. Your sister has a driver's license, right?" ? Give her a prescription for a few days."

Kazuma looked at the sports car, shrugged, and followed Shiratori into his Nissan sedan.

While Shiratori was busy starting the car, Kazuma asked: "When did Tamamo call you last night?"

"It was very late. To be honest, it was past the time when normal people would call. I thought there was some urgent case. For example, the Fuqing gang exploded another anti-tank mine, or another US military helicopter opened fire in the city. What."

Kazuma curled his lips and didn't answer.

Shiratiao's car had been on fire for a long time, but it didn't start, so he muttered: "What's going on? I just did maintenance yesterday, why can't it start again?"

Kazuma: "The style of your car seems to be old, right?"

"Ah, yes, this model was discontinued last year, but I couldn't bear to change it. After all, it is the car that has accompanied me throughout my police career."

Kazuma was stunned: "So old? No, the shape of the car of that era? Shouldn't it be more rounded?"

"My car was the most fashionable model at the time." Shiratiao said as he turned the key again.

His car felt like it was constipated for several seconds, and finally it shook and made a normal engine sound.

Shiratiao let out a long breath: "It's settled."

He turned to look behind him, turned the steering wheel, backed the car out of the yard, and stopped on the road.

At this time, Chiyoko went out: "Kazuma, aren't you going to drive a sports car today?"

"Yes." Kazuma said, rolling down the window and throwing the key to Chiyoko, "You can drive it, or let Amao drive it."

"Okay. Have a nice trip." Chiyoko stood in front of the door, waving her hand and watching Kazuma go away.

Kazuma looked away.

Shiratiao said while driving: "Let me tell you about today's schedule. There is some finishing work today. Yesterday, the team arrested a suspect at the murder scene, but we suspect that he is not the prisoner, but the one who helped him. Let's go to interrogate him. Give him a try. This is why I am eager to find a partner, because interrogation requires a black and white face."

Kazuma: "Oh, it's a common configuration in criminal investigation dramas... Damn it, I have never seriously interrogated a prisoner until I became a police officer. I didn't have a partner at first, but then I got a partner and was assigned to the mobile team. ”

Shiratori: "And my partner is still a short guy."

"Um...is this important?" Kazuma looked at Shiratori in confusion.

"Of course, if you're not tall enough, you won't be imposing in black face, and white face will be too weak. To put it bluntly, you shouldn't be in the police force with that body type. If his father hadn't been Chief Cabinet Secretary Onoda, he wouldn't have been able to enter the police academy."

Kazuma: "Does the police station still have rules about not accepting dwarfs?"

"It's an unspoken rule, just like not accepting left-wingers."

Kazuma: "I am a left-winger."

"The judging criteria for the professional group are different from those of us roughnecks."

Kazuma pouted.

Then the carriage became temporarily quiet.

After the silence lasted for a while, Shiratiao took the initiative and said, "Honestly, if you entered the police station and entered the group directly, the situation would probably be very different now."

Kazuma: "What situation are you referring to?"

Shiratori didn't answer, and continued to talk to himself: "In general, the search for Section 1 is a black and white place. The guys in Section 1 have clear enemies, are doing specific things, and are dealing with extremely vicious criminals. , or a guy who has gone astray but has committed an unforgivable crime.

"Our four classes - the groups are different. We often don't have such a clear distinction here."

Kazuma: "You suddenly said these..."

"You will understand later. This kind of thing can only be felt deeply after you have actually experienced it. In short, your current state is very suitable for a white face. As soon as you enter the interrogation room, the person being interrogated will immediately feel that you are a white face. .”

Kazuma raised his eyebrows: "Are you so awesome?"

"Of course, how about we make a bet?"

Kazuma: "Okay, as soon as I enter the interrogation room, I will kill the murderer and win the bet."

Shiratiao smiled slightly: "Then let's give it a try."

**

"You bastard, be honest!" Kazuma slammed the table hard, and his whole body was lying on the interrogation table.

He thought that he had fought so many tough battles. Although he had never killed anyone, he had experienced so many life-and-death duels, and it was easy to unleash murderous intent.

However, the sinister-faced prisoner was completely unmoved and glanced at Shiratori next to him: "What's going on today, Shiratori-san, training newbies? Where did this rookie come from?"

Shiratiao spread his hands and threw the cigarette case in his hand on the table: "You don't recognize him? He is our latest star detective."

"Have male celebrities also started to engage in activities like One Day Police? Aren't it usually female idols who engage in such activities? Will there be male idols serving at baseball stadiums next?"

Usually when a Japanese professional baseball game kicks off, a popular female artist will be asked to serve a ball.

This is part of the welfare. Generally, female artists will deliberately wear very short skirts to serve, and they will also deliberately raise their legs very high before serving.

Kazuma grabbed the prisoner's collar and said, "Hey! Stop talking nonsense. I know you definitely didn't kill the person! Who did you carry the burden for?"

The suspect sighed: "If you say it, you won't be called a top bag, right?"

Kazuma turned to look at Shiratori, but the latter shook his head: "It's useless. Although according to logic, what he said proves that he is a cheater, but even if the recording is thrown into the court, it cannot be used as evidence that he is a cheater. . Only when he says clearly and clearly that I am the one who supports so and so, can it be used as a strong confession and be presented as evidence in court."

Suspect: "Shiratori-san, you should show me how to communicate with us social scum."

Shiratori stood up and patted Kazuma on the shoulder: "Look, let's change hands. Remember you lost tonight's dinner. Did you bring enough money to treat the guests? Chiyoko won't be the same as before, just give Do you have five thousand dollars in your wallet?"

Kazuma released his grip on the suspect's collar and gave up his position, while replying: "No, now she usually stuffs five Fukuzawa Yukichi cards."

"Fifty thousand, that's fine. An ordinary roadside stall is fine." Shiratiao stood in front of the suspect and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

Kazuma stood nearby and watched Shiratori put on a black face.

Shiratori: "Hibiki-san, I'm offended."

Kazuma glanced at the file on the table, Kousuke was the name of this person.

This is an ordinary name in Japan.

As soon as Kazuma's eyes returned, Shiratori punched Hibiki-san in the face.

Kazuma opened his mouth wide, his eyes following the teeth flying out of Kyosuke's mouth.

When his teeth hit the ground, Kazuma's exclamation came out: "What are you doing? This testimony can't be used!"

With such an obvious move to extract a confession, there is a possibility that the confession will be reversed in court in the future, and the prosecutor may even refuse to prosecute.

After all, reversing a confession in court is a terrible black spot for prosecutors.

Shiratori: "This is the purpose. Whatever he says next will not be brought to court. He knows this, we know it, the prosecutor of this case knows it, and the lawyers hired by their team also know it. Do you understand what I mean?"

Before Kazuma could answer, the suspect named Kyosuke laughed: "Hahaha, this is just right. This is called black face."

Shiratiao scolded you coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. The punch just made my hand hurt. I don't want to hit you anymore. Tell me!"

Kousuke looked at Shiratori: "What else can I say? Other police officers may not know clearly, but I don't believe you don't."

The Riddler's words made Kazuma frown, but Shiratori obviously understood.

He reached out to cover the file spread out on the table, and tapped the cover of the file with his hand.

"Have a good time in prison," he said, then turned to Kazuma and made a "go" gesture.

Kazuma looked confused, but Shiratori opened the door and left the interrogation room.

He hurried out and followed Bai Niao into the observation room next to him.

"What the hell?" Kazuma asked as soon as he entered the observation room.

"That's what happened." Shiratori turned around and looked at Kazuma with his hands on his hips. "We are not interrogating him to send the real culprit to prison, but to confirm our guesses."

Kazuma: "Do you know who the real murderer is?"

"Of course, criminal investigation technology is so advanced, especially now, with fingerprints, blood type, and hair, we can roughly identify the real culprit just by on-site investigation. But in the end it was Kyosuke who was prosecuted."

As he spoke, Shiratori knocked on the one-way glass between the interrogation room and the observation room.

"You should know the reason better than me. You are from Dongda Law School."

Kazuma: "...It's because the Japanese judicial system values ​​confessions more."

"Yes, as for why we value confession more, it's because it's the most stable. The procuratorate and the court are all revolving around the baton of 100% conviction."

Kazuma: "This is wrong. For the sake of fairness, physical evidence should be emphasized over oral confessions."

In fact, across the sea, China places more emphasis on physical evidence than confessions. As long as on-site investigation can find a complete chain of evidence, it is useless even if the criminal denies it to the end, and he will still be convicted.

And if you deny it and get a lower sentence, the sentence will be more severe, which literally means "resisting will be harsher".

At this time, Shiratori stared at Kazuma: "Of course we know that justice can be achieved more by focusing on physical evidence and despising confessions, but you see, the person sitting in the interrogation room is Kyousuke. The real murderer is at large. We all know who he is. But we won't catch him.

"Of course, Kousuke is not a good guy either. His resume is so thick."

As he spoke, Shiratori threw another file on the table to Kazuma.

"It contains a detailed record of his life of evil, starting from when he molested his female classmates in high school. I would say that he deserves it this time."

Kazuma threw the thick file aside and asked, "Then how should we explain to the deceased?"

"You have to know that this case was not handed over to Section 1, but to Section 4, which means that the one who died was also a villain with many crimes." Shiratiao spread his hands, "When one villain dies, the other villain takes the blame. Going to jail, isn't that a great outcome? The only imperfection is that there is still a villain out there breathing free air."

After that, Shiratiao took out his gun and slapped it on the table: "The solution is also very simple, use the gun to kill the villain. Of course, you must create a situation where you can legally shoot in self-defense, otherwise you can't We have to go in—but let’s ignore this for now. If you go and beat the real criminal to death, all the evildoers will deserve their punishment, isn’t it?”