Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"I don't know what you guys are talking about." Utahara Shiho sat on a chair. Although his hands were not handcuffed like the prisoners in the film and television dramas, he felt more oppressed when he was surrounded by police officers. Well, I didn't break the law, I just stay at home every day as a neet..."

Utahara Shiho's communication skills were suddenly unlocked. In front of the police, he tried his best to prove that he was just a rice bug harmless to society.

"Nites shouldn't be breaking the law. Anyway, I have my parents to support me. The only thing I do that is out of the ordinary is to make money online."

The city police in Sumida District were taking notes unmoved, and they have already investigated clearly. This otaku is not a supernatural existence, so there is no need to be afraid that the other party will violently kill people.

"Four days ago, did you go to a comic exhibition in Edogawa?"

The police officer didn't arrest him because of the Internet. When he heard the other party mention the manga exhibition in Edogawa Ward, Utahara Shiho choked up a little and nodded in response.

"Yes, that's right."

Did something happen at the manga show? You don’t need to be arrested for buying doujinshi.

"Kyoko Chimura, a fourth-year student at Ocean University, was a classmate with you in the first year, didn't..."

Before the policeman could speak, Utahara Shiho suddenly felt dizzy, and he hurriedly shouted: "Kyoko, what's wrong with Kyoko? Is it because of Kyoko that I was arrested? Did Kyoko go out?" whats the matter."

Utahara Shiho's saliva flew across the face of the police officer.

Utahara Shiho is just a nit, not stupid, on the contrary, he is also a smart person besides the emotion of dog licking, otherwise he would not use his identity as a man to play around with dog lickers on the Internet.

The police officers called me over because of Jingzi's affairs, and Jingzi hasn't sent me a message in the past few days. Another point is that when I sent Jingzi back to the rental house, Jingzi waved her hand and refused to let herself in. These doubts are connected in series to form a proper black fog.

Kyoko, what's wrong?

"Huh?" The policeman frowned. There was no towel in the interrogation room, so he could only use his cuff to wipe the spittle off his face in disgust.

"Hey, tell me, what's wrong with Kyoko." Utahara Shiho didn't know where the courage came from, and dared to yell at the police officers.

Another police officer looked slightly upset: "In an apartment rented under your name in Sumida District, we found the body of Kyoko Chimura..."

Utahara Shiho's heart went cold, and Kyoko died.

Kyoko is dead...

With the chair he was sitting in as the center, the whole world in all directions moved back quickly, endless darkness rushed towards him, and he was the only one left sitting in the center of the darkness in the boundless world.

"Four days ago, you were the last person to enter and leave this rental house. After entering the apartment with Kyoko Kyoko, you stayed in the room for a long time..."

"No..." Jingzi asked him to wait outside the door for a while, and then handed him a pottery cup made by himself. He still kept this cup in his room, and even cleared it out. A hand-made cabinet, only this cup is placed in the whole cabinet.

"Someone provided us with clues that after the incident, you fled in a panic and vomited in the park outside the apartment..."

"No..." He was so flustered that he was too late to be happy. The cup made by Jingzi himself was the best gift he had ever received, and he didn't even go to any parks.

"This is a photo of Kyoko's death, I hope you..."

"No! No!! I didn't kill Kyoko! I love her so much, how could I kill Kyoko!"

The police officers outside the interrogation room looked at the roaring creature inside, a little unsure whether they had really caught the perpetrator, but the witnesses in another room spoke convincingly.

In another room several walls away from Utahara Shiho, an old man who looked like a homeless man was sitting on a chair, his eyes were sometimes distracted and sometimes concentrated.

"Let's eat, pork chop rice."

The police officer gave the homeless man a takeaway pork chop rice, which is standard for prisoners in the Island State Police Department. The homeless man is not an uncle, which is the key point of the breakthrough of this case.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry." The homeless man split his chopsticks and kept sending food into his mouth.

The pork chop rice specially served by the police station tastes very good. It is much more delicious than the pork chop rice at the roadside shop for several hundred yuan, and the quantity is also large. I have never eaten such delicious food again.

"Eat slowly, there is water here."

"well."

After finishing the meal quickly, the homeless man burped contentedly, showing his broken teeth and grinning.

"Brother, do you have anything else to ask?"

"Mr. Chichuan, I'm here to make another record. Don't be nervous, just tell the story again. You know, our righteous police officers will not let any bad guy go, but they won't wrong an ordinary citizen either. .”

"Are you suspecting that I, Chi Chuan, is lying?" Hey, Chi Chuan's expression was very angry.

"I definitely don't mean that, but this is a necessary procedure. It's definitely not that I don't believe you. Please forgive me."

"Okay, okay, let me think about what happened at that time, oops, I have to start from the beginning again." The homeless Chi Chuan complained a few times, "It was the day four days ago, I was basking in the sun in the park, waiting When I was watching the regular homeless relief meal, I saw a chubby little brother running out of the building. It was a building where only rich people lived, but this little brother didn't look like that kind of high-end stuff at all. The whole look is poor."

"Then I saw him." The tramp pulled the corners of his mouth and opened his mouth to show his bad teeth. "He threw up in the park, just like when I was scared when I saw dead people in the river. I wonder if he did something bad."

"Then you are the ones who came here. If you want to find some clues, I will tell you what I saw."

"Ah, hello." The homeless man suddenly grabbed the pork chop rice and pushed it over, "I will provide you with clues as a witness, so you won't leak my information. According to what you're talking about, that fat boy is a Murderer, if there are accomplices or something, I'm done."

"I, a beggar, can't stand their revenge. Even if bedbugs like us are killed one day, you don't care, right?"

"I won't reveal your information." The homeless man's face full of dust and dirt made the police officer sick, and he resisted the urge to turn his face away: "We will protect the safety of every citizen. Hall's responsibilities."