I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

After the elevator doors closed, the sense of reality that the old man had passed away gradually turned into the tingling sensation of electric scalp, which was soaked into Araki Sosuke's body bit by bit.

After all, a few hours ago, Ichiro Tokimoto and I were sitting next to each other in the office having a good conversation.

Although the other party's words contained a lot of negative meaning for some reason, but he only regarded it as the pessimism brought about by his advanced age.

But he didn't think, it was just a matter of sleeping, the old man had already turned into a cold corpse in front of him.

"Remember, if one day, the old man encounters the same accident as the Moon Shadow Lord back then, it can only show that the 'Evil Flower' hiding in the dark is far more pervasive and powerful than we imagined..."

"At that time, you must hold your breath, take the fishing rod in my hand, hold your breath, watch the changes, and pull up the big fish that swallowed the bait under the water at the critical moment!"

"But don't worry, the old man is not so easy to admit defeat, and he still has a hundred million points left behind..."

At this moment, standing in the same position, Tokimoto Ichiro's words before closing the door echoed in Araki Sousuke's ears again.

"I'm fine... the fishing rod... I'll leave it to you... don't trust... anyone..."

Coupled with the riddle-like "harassing call" he received in his sleep, he felt as if he understood something.

"Hey, did you hand over the fishing rod to me...Okay, then let me see what kind of big fish the old man is fishing for!"

Whispering, Araki Sousuke's sluggish mouth gradually outlined a sinister smile.

He passed by several people in one step, came to Iwata Takeshi, and stretched out his hands with wrists tightly together towards Takeshi.

"Araki-kun, you are..."

Takeshi Iwata, who had just turned around, looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't I want to go back with you to assist in the investigation? I'm not used to not having something or something, I feel that there is no sense of ceremony..."

Saying so, Araki Sousuke raised his hand to the other party again.

"Senior Araki, you..."

"Hey, Araki-kun, you should think about it, once you go in..."

"Sleepman, are your already insufficient brain cells wiped out by excess ethanol? No, I don't think you have full civil capacity now, you have to wait for a lawyer..."

Seeing Sousuke Araki's actions, the faces of the people behind him were in disbelief.

"Cut, what am I afraid of if I haven't done it?"

On the contrary, it was Sousuke Araki with a calm and indifferent face.

"You are very good, Araki-kun! Remember, you are only assisting in the investigation, and you don't need handcuffs or anything like that."

As if he didn't expect Sousuke Araki to be so decisive, Takeshi Iwata gave him a deep look, and walked towards the elevator first.

"...If you have anything to explain and clean up, please hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

...

"According to what you said, President Tokimoto was still alive when you left the office at 4:30..."

In the dark interrogation room, Takeshi Iwata was repeatedly playing back the surveillance video on his laptop.

"Although the camera didn't capture the time inside the door due to the angle, the door of the office was indeed closed without contact with you..."

"Of course, that door was slammed by the old man himself!"

The monitoring screen on the screen was frozen at the moment when the office door was closed and Sousuke Araki left with a displeased expression on his face.

"However, Mr. Araki, after all, this is a criminal case in which both the deceased and the suspect are extraordinary people. If you just close the door in the air, there are many ways to do it. This small contradiction is not enough to overturn the case that is unfavorable to you. chain of evidence, let alone find the murderer.”

"It seems that we have to think of a way from another angle..."

Sighing, Iwata took another photo and showed it to the other party: "Do you have any impression of this thing?"

"This, this thing..."

In the photo, it was an old mahogany sword.

"Isn't this the one on the old man's bookshelf? However, there seems to be something different..."

Looking at the familiar mahogany sword that he had only played with a few hours ago, Araki Sosuke's face changed slightly: "Could it be, this is..."

A dazzling dark red bloodstain stretched from the top of the blade to the middle.

"That's right, this is the weapon that killed President Shiben with your fingerprints on it!"

Takeshi Iwata nodded solemnly, and his throat choked up: "According to the traces at the scene, Chairman Tokimoto should have been stabbed cleanly into the back of the head with a sword while he was sitting on the office chair, without any signs of struggle or struggle. trace……"

"...Fortunately, such a quick and easy death shouldn't be too painful."

He will never forget the scene he saw when he entered the office.

If it weren't for the blood blooming like flowers on the ground and the wooden sword stuck in the back of his neck, everyone would have thought that Tokimoto Ichiro just took a short rest after drinking tea.

"This sword... I did play with it, but I put it back well before I left the room... So the murderer should be after this..."

Listening to Takeshi Iwata's description, and looking at the blood-stained mahogany sword, Sosuke Araki's mind came up with a strange scene of Ichiro Tokimoto sitting with his sleeves folded, eyes closed, and a sword thrust into the back of his neck in an office filled with the smell of tea. .

"Combined with the evidence at hand, whether it is fingerprints, footprints, the time of committing the crime, no resentment left, the association's formation was not triggered, and the height of the mahogany sword..."

"The most 'reasonable' conclusion is naturally that you, who possess the 'Beichen One Sword Style of Swordsmanship', took the mahogany sword from the bookshelf in the office, and attacked President Shiben from behind..."

"However, the unnatural death of a spirit remover is an unreasonable thing in itself!"

Combining Sosuke Araki's description and the evidence at the scene, Takeshi Iwata painstakingly pieced together all the clues in front of him.

"If you assume from the most unreasonable angle, someone entered the office between you left the office and Vice President Chang Tian found the body. If it is stronger than President Shiben, the spirit remover will not respond or have no time to react. Under such circumstances, I deliberately chose the mahogany sword you touched, killed him from behind, and then retreated quietly with the "Bamboo Tori Picture Scroll"..."

"In the whole process, no matter whether he entered the door to commit murder or left with complaints, this person did not leave any traces of resentment, voice, fingerprints, or footprints."

"Even a lot of obvious evidence pointing to you, it is possible that the other party did it intentionally, so I said at the beginning, this is a perfect secret room murder!"

Turning on the computer, Takeshi Iwata grabbed Araki Sousuke's hands, showing an unprecedented serious expression: "Araki-kun, the murderer chose to strike at the right time, not just to frame you, there must be something important behind it." reason!"

"If you insist on continuing to conceal the transaction with Vice President Tokita and the content of the conversation with President Tokimoto, it will be difficult for me to help the big shots above give up this straightforward closing statement and choose to believe in unbelievable assumptions!"